By the time you reach the age of fourteen or fifteen, you will definitely be somewhat famous, and then it will be time to officially leave the cabinet.

This is a mature training system, and the training cost is much lower than that of Li Bangyan, who strives for excellence. Of course, it has also been widely criticized by President Shi's people, who believe that Lan Ruoyuan has abandoned its fine traditions.

Xie Yan and the other five were invited to sit down, but they did not see Zhao Jingjing himself.

Five young girls came out and each sat down next to a guest: "My wife just got up and hasn't had time to wash up yet. Please don't blame her."

Xie Yan took a look at the five girls. The youngest was probably only twelve or thirteen years old, and the oldest was only fifteen or sixteen years old.

The law prohibiting child labor is not strictly enforced!

Although Xie Yan didn't plan to stay here for the night, he could still happily accept a hug like Shang Kli's.

Seeing Alan at this moment, he was a little reluctant to do anything.

Forget it, just drink and listen to music.

"What's your name?" Xie Yan asked casually.

Alan knelt down and poured wine for Xie Yan: "My name is Alan, my humble surname is Zhao, my maiden name is Pilan. I haven't given my name yet, and I'm waiting for my boudoir."

"How old are you?" Xie Yan asked again.

Alan said: "I will be thirteen next month."

Nima.

It was definitely child labor, and Xie Yan wanted to report it.

The child labor ban was only enacted last year!

Xie Yan looked at the other four people. The most sullen Lu Churen had already started to reach out, holding the maid's little hand and pouring wine together.

Too greasy and unsightly.

Of course, Lan Ruo, the most famous personal maid in the hospital, is not allowed to hug or hug her at most, nor is she allowed to put her hands under her clothes.

This is an unspoken rule, and guests will generally abide by it - if they are in a hurry, they will not come to the inner courtyard. There are many prostitutes on the fifth floor.

"Where is your hometown?" Xie Yan asked.

Alan recalled: "I can't remember clearly. When I was a child, I lived in a big house and was served by servants. Then one day, rebel soldiers came in and my mother hugged my brother and ran away with me."

"We were all arrested and taken to many places. I only remember Baghdad, which is a very big city. Later we stopped at a big port... Oh, I shouldn't have said so many things, please forgive me."

Alas, this poor little girl used to be a young lady from a wealthy family.

Xie Yan guessed that she came from the recently destroyed Zanji Sultanate. Although this country inherited the Seljuk legacy, it had been at war with foreign enemies for a long time and had been engaged in small-scale civil wars for a long time.

It may also come from the Roman Sultanate, the green homeland of Byzantium. If it comes from there, the little girl's brother may have been castrated to be a eunuch, or he may have become a slave playmate of a Byzantine noble.

"Are you homesick?" Xie Yan asked.

Alan was startled when he heard this, and quickly lowered his head to cover up: "I don't want to. The Ming Dynasty is the richest in the world, and it cannot be compared with overseas vassal states. I live here very happily."

Pulling Liang's family into the water and persuading prostitutes to be good, these are the two major hobbies of men.

Xie Yan felt that this little girl was pitiful, and she was innocent, so he wanted to help her escape from the devil's cave and live a good life.

At this moment, soft footsteps sounded, and the number one Zhao Jingjing finally came out.
Chapter completed!