"As old as Yu'er." Xiao Ming murmured. She finally understood where the panic in her heart came from. Thinking of the children who died one after another, she felt even more panicked. She was jumping hard and scared.
"Is there no one to report it? The government doesn't care?"
"How can we report it to the officials if they all died in accidents?" Jiang Xiangyuan asked rhetorically. Thinking about it, she felt something was wrong, but when she thought about it, she either drowned or fell to death, and the government just couldn't care about it.
Xiao Ming was silent and let go of Jiang Xiangyuan's wrist.
There are so many things in the world. When several accidents are added together, it is no longer an accident.
It's man-made.
Early the next morning, Xiao Ming returned to Liujiacun. Jiang Xiangyuan chose to stay to inquire about the news. She had a temper that she would not give up until she reached the Yellow River. She would not be able to sleep or eat well if she did not see the retribution of that couple. Might go.
As the sun rose, a commotion broke out in the city's premier Chunfeng Tower. A few strong men carried a weak scholar directly to the government office. Along the way, the charming proprietress yelled in her high-pitched and unique voice: " You are a scholar, so that’s great. A scholar, isn’t it? If you sleep with a girl in our building, you don’t need to pay me any money. There is no law that states that if a scholar sleeps with a girl, you won’t be paid any money. You should treat yourself as the emperor’s son.”
"You walked in on your own and pointed at me for my top girl. I didn't expect you to turn your back and be heartless. I tell you that there is no way you can do it without giving me money." The boss lady breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "We are doing this seriously. If the business can't help you, just ask the official to be the judge."
The boss lady's noise is really unique. It tickles people's hearts softly like a kitten's tail, making the whole person feel numb. It was the most lively time in the morning. The boss led people yelling and cursing, which naturally attracted the attention of many people, and many people stopped to watch the excitement.
The landlady continued to scold: "How can a poor scholar with no money be called a top girl? All he needs is a woman to sleep with. You'd better call us our Ruyi girl. Does Ruyi girl just wait for others? How dare you?" You don’t want to give money to me, you bully us poor people, and you’ve gone to the dog’s belly to study and learn. People like you are worthy of being parents and officials..."
As soon as this statement came out, many people laughed like pigs. Is the proprietress of Chunfeng Tower a poor commoner? It was the funniest joke they'd heard this morning.
However, no one cares about whether the proprietress of Chunfeng Tower is a problem of poor people. What they care about is that scholars openly enter brothels and brothels. This is too courageous, and they dare not give money...
There are many scholars visiting brothels and brothels, and there are also many things like embellishing red sleeves, reciting poems, playing and singing, which are regarded as romantic and elegant things in private. But no one dares to bring it to the table so blatantly, as this is against the law.
A group of men couldn't help but cry out in admiration. They couldn't compare to this courage! , even if the wall doesn’t agree, I will obey you.
So, the boss lady scolded her all the way, and those who had nothing to do and liked to watch the excitement followed with a smile. In the end, more and more people gathered, and when they arrived at the Yamen, the gate was blocked.
The frail scholar was only wearing his underwear, and he cried out that he was wronged in an anxious and angry manner, but he was restrained and unable to move. Of course, his little noise was no match for the unique and charming noise of the boss lady, and his few words were drowned in the crowd. .
At this time, no one would listen to his explanation. Everyone only knew that this great scholar had slept with the most beautiful girl in Chunfeng Tower, and was being reported to the official position by the landlady without any money.
The weak scholar felt embarrassed and had to cover his face with his hands, but he was still recognized by the sharp-eyed man.
"Hey, isn't this Mr. Chen Xiucai? Huang Jiaoyu's scholarly son-in-law."
Peng Youqin felt his head pounding when he looked at the people kneeling in the hall. What happened to Chen Rongzu? He really thought that the yamen was run by his family. What happened last month and what happened today?
"Mr. Qingtian, you have to make the decision for the little lady! This scoundrel slept with Ruyi, the top girl in our building, and he didn't give any money..., wuwuwu, the little lady is honest. He's just doing his business, and there's really nothing we can do about him, so we have to ask the master to make the decision." The proprietress of Chunfeng Tower knelt down in the hall and cried. I felt pity for her unique and gentle voice. , making people feel pity every minute.
The landlady's face changed so quickly that if everyone hadn't seen the person yelling and scolding in the street just now, they would have thought that the one and this one were two different people.
Peng Youqin only felt that one head and two were as big as each other. Yan Yue from Chunfeng Tower is not an easy master to deal with. Are you honest? Your duty? I'm afraid that all honest and responsible people in the world will die.
"Sir, the student is unjust. Last night, the student had a drink with his classmates in Qionghua Building. I don't know how he woke up today in Chunfeng Building. This woman must have dragged me away while the student was drunk. Today, she has slandered my name. "Chen Rongzu quickly defended himself. He couldn't bear this crime.
He is still in a daze. Last night he had a drink with several classmates. They were all envious that he was about to marry a beautiful wife, and there was a father-in-law like Huang Jiaoyu who was just around the corner. He kept trying to persuade him to drink, but he couldn't postpone it. I drank more, but who would have expected that I would wake up this morning in the Chunfeng Tower, with a naked woman lying next to me. Afterwards, Yan Qing asked him for two hundred taels of silver.
He was so angry that his face turned green. He had never been to a brothel and a place with fireworks. What kind of girl wanted two hundred taels of silver a night? Wasn't this blackmailing? Although he admitted that the woman was beautiful, one night was not worth two hundred taels! It's not like he was sleeping with gold. He didn't know anything last night and only had two hundred taels of silver. How could he be grateful?
Besides, he didn't have any money.
Chen Rongzu had made a good calculation and originally wanted to whine a few words to reduce the money, but this crazy woman changed her face faster than turning the page of a book. She ignored him and sent him to the government. When he came to his senses, he was already here.
He has never seen a woman doing this kind of business.
As expected, it is difficult to raise a woman and a villain.
Before Peng Youqin could say anything, Yan Yue shouted: "That's nonsense. It was obviously your servant who helped you over last night and made it clear that he wanted the top girl in my building. My girl hasn't had sex yet." It's so pitiful that my girl has to sleep like this." Yan Yue started crying as she said this, wiping her face with a pink handkerchief.
"Master Peng often admonishes us to be honest, operate with integrity, and not deceive or deceive. We are all serious people, and we do serious business in accordance with Master Peng's admonitions. We never dare to buy or sell by force. Is it because my girl didn't treat you well?" Okay? You won’t give me any money?”
Peng Youqin: "..." The hand holding the gavel could hardly hold on. He wanted to beat this woman to death with a piece of wood. When did he ever teach such a thing, we don't know at all.
For a moment, Peng Youqin felt that the eyes around him were looking at him strangely.
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