Lin Qingwen fell asleep in an instant, and she really had a long dream, in which everything Shi Hong did was revealed one by one.

This young man is not very young, but he is an experienced lover.

In the dream, I kept changing women like a revolving door, and when I got tired of playing with one, I would change to another.

He didn't like to go to Goulan brothels, but he specialized in persecuting minor officials or decent daughters of ordinary people.

Because he is good at talking sweet words and is good at understanding girls' psychology, the streets, shops, and even temples are all good places for him to display his talents.

Create various opportunities to strike up conversations with people. Once a girl notices him, he will give him clothes, jewelry, makeup... and gifts that are not very valuable but that girls like.

In her dream, Lin Qingwen lamented that girls in this era are really miserable. They rarely see many men in their lives. Occasionally, a straight-headed man with a straight face showed his attentiveness to them, and he captured their hearts. He will die or live.

Treat him as someone he would not marry in this life.

But how could this proper "scumbag" marry them? It's just for fun. When you've had enough fun, you'll let go and don't care whether they cry or laugh? Live or die?

Most girls chose to swallow their anger because their families were not powerful enough to argue with the Marquis.

And if this kind of thing is publicized, what good thing will it do to them?

Shi Hong took advantage of this weakness of the girls and dared to act so wantonly.

However, as the dream gradually progressed, Lin Qingwen saw a different girl.

In the back hall of Shi Hong's silk and satin shop, he specially prepared the room where he had an affair with this girl.

"Drink, Ying'er, I specially prepared the medicine for you." Shi Hong said to the girl tenderly, holding a bowl of medicine.

"What kind of medicine is this?" the girl asked.

"Pregnancy protection, I will take good care of our two children." Shi Hong's face was full of sincerity.

"Shi Hong, my child is fine and does not need to take birth control pills. Just tell me when will you propose marriage to my father?" The girl brushed away the medicine bowl.

"Don't worry, Ying'er. I still have to think carefully about our matter and how to tell my father and mother. This kind of thing cannot be rushed."

"As soon as I asked you, you asked me to wait and asked me not to be anxious. Can I not be anxious?"

The girl said angrily, "The child is already three months old. If we wait any longer, people will find out. By then it will be too late to say anything.

I had an affair with you and got pregnant before we got married. How could your family recognize me as my daughter-in-law? Even if I could marry you, the Marquis and his wife would not allow me to be your official wife, only your aunt."

"Look at you, you're angry again. It's not good for the child to be angry like this. Just wait a little longer. I'll talk to mother today." Shi Hong continued to comfort her with gentle words and handed the medicine to the girl again.

"I don't want to drink, and I don't want to wait any longer!" The girl stood up angrily, "You don't have to always try to coax me with nice things. I don't think you want to marry me at all."

The girl knocked over the soup with a flick of her hand, and the liquid spilled all over Mr. Shi.

The front of the shirt, which was originally spotless and as white as snow, was stained black.

"Bitch! I really shame you!"

Shi Hong finally couldn't stand it any longer, and suddenly showed his ugly face, "I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, I really don't want to marry you. How can I, Shi Hong, the noble son of a marquis, marry the daughter of a fifth-rank official?"

Do you still want to be a real wife? Being an aunt has given you an advantage. This medicine is not a miscarriage, it is an abortion medicine I gave you. I just want to abort your fetus. From now on, we will be together.

Since you are unwilling to have an abortion, then I will give you a way and make Shi Hong your mistress, and I will bring you into my house tomorrow in a small sedan."

"I tell you Shi Hong, I, Jiang Huiying, will never be a concubine in my life!"

The girl said angrily, "I don't care what kind of prince you are, or how powerful your family is. I only give you one month. If you don't come to my house to propose marriage, I will fight you to the death."

Jiang Huiying rushed out of the door, and Shi Hong muttered contemptuously: "Your father, Jiang Jiye, is a fifth-grade Yuanwailang. Why should he fight with me to the death?"

The dream advanced again, to the day when Qingwen went to Shi's house.

Shi Hong, who was watching flowers and fish in a pavilion in the water, caught a glimpse of Qingwen passing by.

"Is it actually a fairy daughter from heaven who has come down to earth?"

Shi Hong rubbed his eyes vigorously and said to himself, "I think I, Shi Hong, can be called countless women, but no one can compare with this beauty.

This is the person who is worthy of being my wife, Shi Hong. I wonder which family she is from? I think if she can play with that girl from Xiangyun, her family background will be correct."

"Sir, don't forget, there is also Miss Jiang!" the boy behind him reminded.

"That's really a piece of cake. She actually got stuck on her. Ignore her, just hold her off for now. Once I marry my first wife, she won't be able to do anything."

There was a trace of cruelty in Shi Hong's eyes, "If she really doesn't understand, I'll ask her to go back to the Pagoda Temple where I first met her. I'll intercept her on the way and make her..."

"This beast!"

Lin Qingwen didn't bother to see how Shi Hong begged Mrs. Shi Hou to come to Jia's house to propose marriage, so she hurriedly woke up from her dream.

Coming out of the room, she handed a piece of paper full of words to Xiaohong.

"Let Brother Yun hand it over to Shi Mo and tell his young master that these things are true."

…

When Mu Nanfeng got the piece of paper, he was simply shocked.

There were more piles written on the paper than he could find.

Moreover, the characters involved in each incident have their own names, and Shi Hong’s many evil deeds, which began in chaos and ended in abandonment, have real evidence.

This piece of paper not only contains evidence of Shi Hong's crime, but also clearly states "Shi Hong is a pile of stinky shit".

Mu Nanfeng no longer had to waste time investigating, and could directly follow the clues provided by Qingwen to make arrangements.

The next morning, people all over the capital were also shocked.

In all the streets, alleys, teahouses, restaurants, schools and academies, almost everywhere with high traffic, the walls are covered with white paper, written with articles accusing the "scumbag" Shi Hong.

In fact, it cannot be regarded as a serious article, but more like a book of words circulated in the market.

Speaking of which, Mr. Mu is absolutely brilliant in literary talent. He can compose poems, write and paint. He even has such scripts at his fingertips.

It is written in such a way that it is reasonable, well-founded, coherent, vivid and interesting.

Of course, all the girls’ names, families and other elements that can prove their identities in the article have been hidden.

If we want to punish Shi Hong, we can't involve those innocent girls.

They are already miserable enough. They are victims themselves. They cannot be allowed to endure gossip.

…

The handwriting on each piece of paper is different, and it can be seen that it was written by different people.

I don’t know how many people Mu Nanfeng gathered, and in one night, this story was posted all over the capital.

Such lively and colorful things are the most eye-catching. Common people in the capital, young men from high-ranking families, domestic servants...many people gathered under the paper.

The literate people read it with gusto, while the illiterate people scratched their heads and begged to read it out loud.
Chapter completed!