Jianghu has you (49)

Outside the city of Yanjing, there is a blanket of snow-capped mountains as far as the eye can see.

The outer city at night is even more lively than the inner city.

The streets are lined with restaurants, inns, theaters, and teahouses, with tall lanterns hung up. The lights are reflected by the white snow, making it feel brighter and brighter than daylight. The sounds of hawking on the streets also come and go, making it a lively scene.

Wan Yankang had never gone out specifically at night. But now that he had turned around, it was really strange.

Yang Guo, who was standing next to him, said: "Auntie also said that places like this must be banned step by step... But if there are no more of these places, who will come to the outer city and do what?"

Wanyankang knew that the aunt his son was referring to was the queen. The queen was particularly disgusted with such a place. Of course, most women were disgusted with such a place. But, this kind of place can only be distinguished between light and dark. On the bright side

It's banned, but secretly, we can do whatever we want.

However, with the current controls on human trafficking, unless the women are willing to do so, we can basically put an end to the kind of people who are forced into prostitution.

He felt that it was good enough to do this for the time being.

This time I came here not to discuss this. Wanyankang looked at his son and asked, "Where is Ding Daquan now?"

"Invite him to meet you, or meet him by chance?" Yang Guo asked.

Wanyankang snorted: "It would be condescending to ask him to meet him by chance? Do you want the memorials to impeach your father to be piled up in front of the emperor tomorrow?"

This is serious!

If an official has a bad reputation, he or she is doomed. At worst, he may be dismissed, at worst, he may be kept under observation, or if he commits another crime, he will go home. This is the heaviest punishment except for concealing a disaster or not reporting it.

"Besides, where he is now...can we meet him by chance?" Wanyankang kicked his son angrily.

It really can't be done in that place.

The two of them entered a teahouse and asked for a private room, four plates of fruits, four plates of dried fruits, and a pot of chrysanthemum tea. Then Wanyankang leaned over and looked through the storybook that had been prepared in the private room, while Yang Guo went to invite

Ding Daquan.

Ding Daquan felt very uncomfortable.

Starting from Lin'an, I have been like a housekeeper. I have to worry about eating, drinking and eating. I strive to serve the two of them comfortably. The prime minister cannot be offended, and the uncle cannot be offended. Then I can do these things myself and don't ask for anything.

They said okay, just don't be dissatisfied with yourself. But they don't know that sometimes if they put themselves too low, they will only be looked down upon by others. That Qiao Xingjian was also from an upright family, and he was neither humble nor arrogant.

The younger generation may look at him twice, but he naturally doesn't look down on this servant-like appearance. As for Jia Sidao, he can't even look down on Qiao Xingjian, the left prime minister, because of what his uncle has done.

Is he worthy of being a county lieutenant?

He was so depressed that no one else in the embassy was willing to talk to him except the people he brought with him. Otherwise, he went out to have fun on his own.

This time I went out, but I suffered a lot. Along the way, I arranged a woman for Jia Sidao, but I didn't dare to tell the truth and let her go. So, I really haven't eaten meat for a long time.

There are some differences between the girls in the North and the girls in the South. The South is very euphemistic. The higher the price, the more noble the bitches pretend to be and attract people. He has always been interested in women like that.

It’s not polite to be polite. When I arrived in the Northland, I realized that the women in the Northland are much tougher and more aggressive.

He was wandering on the street, with red lanterns hanging on both sides of the border, and young girls standing at the door. This kind of girl who relies on the door to solicit customers is not the most popular girl, but her appearance is also average. The girl from the south stands

There, the wind blew the gauze, making it look misty. But the girls here were different. They wore extra thick clothes. They were tightly covered, and the big-haired scarf looked even more beautiful on Bai Shengsheng's face.

Somewhat touching.

What he was looking at was a girl with a mole at the corner of her mouth. The girl was wearing a white satin jacket and an emerald green cotton skirt. She was leaning against the door with melon seeds wrapped in a handkerchief and eating them leisurely. He was

Watching in a trance, I saw a market gangster walking over to make fun of me. The girl spat the melon seed peel directly on the other person's face, and smiled: "...What are you doing if you don't have money, sisters?"

It’s no use spending my time with you.” She snorted softly, still in that leisurely manner, “Sister, how can you not eat, drink, or wear clothes?”

The gangster said: "I'll definitely give you money for food and drink, but the clothes you wear are superfluous. It would be more attractive if you don't wear them..."

The girl laughed loudly and pulled the gangster over: "I really can't explain your bastard, so I'll take advantage of you." After saying that, she actually kissed him.

He also thought that it was a pity that such a beauty would not be able to think about Xiao Xiangxiang tonight. Who would have thought that just as he was about to leave, he heard the gangster scream like a butchered pig. He was startled and twisted.

When I looked up, I realized that the girl was actually biting the gangster's lip to stop him from speaking. When the guy shouted, "Auntie, get around me," she let go and wiped the blood on her mouth.

He groaned: "What? Is it tasty enough?"

The gangster's lower lip was bitten and blood flowed. He covered his mouth and ran away.

The girl Youzi shouted from behind: "Come back next time! Go back and tell your mother-in-law that we are not soliciting you!"

After saying this, the gangster ran faster.

Ding Daquan felt that seeing the blood on the corner of the girl's mouth suddenly revealed the grievances he had felt in his heart for so many days. He went over and stuffed a piece of gold over her.

The girl took it and took a look. She didn't even bother to welcome him in. She just turned around and went in.

The lobby inside was very noisy. Many of them were sitting at tables with three or five men. They invited a few girls to accompany them, and they drank and drank together. It was very lively. The girl swayed her hips and moved to the second floor, and he followed behind.

We went up to the second floor, passed the corridor, and went directly to the upstairs of the backyard. There was only one room here that belonged to this girl.

As soon as he entered the house, Ding Daquan trembled: "It's such a cold day, why isn't there even a brazier?"

The girl glanced at Ding Daquan unexpectedly: "The guest is from out of town, right? It's his first time here!"

yes!

Ding Daquan also wanted to know more about the New Song Dynasty. After returning to the Southern Song Dynasty, he had something to say. He sat down, wrapped his cloak tightly, and then said: "The accent is a little different."

"It doesn't matter if the accents are different. Most of the people who come here are merchants from the south. It's easy for people from the north to come here." The girl also sat over and didn't even bring a pot of hot tea. "I know it's my first time to be objective.

Come here, that’s because I don’t know much about the market here objectively. A piece of gold can buy a similar girl for a month in the south, but here, this piece of gold is just that I don’t want to stand outside tonight.

I wanted to come back early and it would be warmer before I could receive you."

The implication is that the money given is not enough.

Ding Daquan was in disbelief: "The prices are so high."

It's not that prices are high, it's just prostitution that's high. It's because the taxes on this industry are too high. If we don't charge higher prices, there's no way we can survive.

The girl explained a few words, and Ding Daquan brought two more pieces of gold, and then changed to a room on the first floor. Although the room was small, it was warm. There were four dishes and a pot of wine on the small kang table.

There is hot water on the small stove above, and the teapot and tea leaves are placed beside it.

Ding Daquan shook his head: "I don't know how many people said how good the New Song Dynasty was before, but now it seems that it may not be so."

This made the girl unhappy: "I know whether Xinsong is good or not. The sisters in this courtyard all know it too. It's not that Xinsong is bad, it's not that the official empress is bad, it's us

I... can't bear the hardship. If I am willing, I can lie down at the window and shout, "I want to be a good person." The imperial court will make the decision for us, return the taxes collected from us to the old bustard, and set us free. In addition, the imperial court will also make a decision for us.

The money given to Anjia, the house and fields for Anjia. If nothing else, no one will starve to death if they plant five acres of land."

Therefore, even the ladies in the kiln and the Madam don’t dare to go too far. They are not the Madam’s personal belongings. Each of them is independent. The Madam provides a place.

They work. In fact, some like her have saved money in the past two years, bought a small yard in the inner city, and now rent it out to make a profit. Every sister is the kind of person who can do whatever they want.

You have to register with the Yamen. If you don't want to do it, don't dare. Just go to the Yamen yourself to cancel your prostitution registration.

It's just that the taxes levied on people like me are a bit heavier, but apart from the fact that the way to make money is not very bright, I live quite like a human being.

After two glasses of wine, my whole body felt warm.

Ding Daquan heard something else from this girl's words, that is, Xin Song seemed to be very popular among the people of Xin Song.

He deliberately said: "Even so, it is really not easy for a weak woman like this girl to make a living..."

But the girl only smiled: "I was raised in a brothel. My parents couldn't survive, so they sold me and moved me to a brothel. I was only eight years old at that time..."

"Then you should hate the Jin people even more, but the New Song Dynasty regards the Jin people as brothers and sisters..." Ding Daquan said.

The girl showed a little surprise on her face, and then she covered her mouth and laughed loudly: "I am originally from Xiangyang. I owed my brother-in-law who was an official two taels of silver. I ended up profiting from it. In the end, I sold my son and daughter.

I still don’t know, the guest said, who harmed me now?”

Ding Daquan was speechless, but could not say these words anymore.

The girl seemed to be afraid of being disappointed, so she said: "I was sold from the north to the south, and was beaten and scolded by my mother all day long. Later, the New Song Dynasty came, and I became a good person. I was also allocated five acres of land, which was considered good land! I met a

The hunting men were originally mountain people, but later they came down from the mountains... He didn't dislike me, and we became a family. That year, my boss went to the Hetao to sell horses, but was killed by the Mongolian Tatars. I guarded

After three years of marriage, I got married again, but not every time I met a good person. This time I met a bastard who forced me to open a secret door at home to make money. He never regarded me as a human being! I was furious.

I sued him at the Yamen, and he was sentenced to hard labor, and he was never allowed to come out for the rest of his life. As for me... it was hard to live. There was a lot of trouble in front of the widow, and many people said that I had harmed my husband... I couldn't stand that.

Well, I might as well find a restaurant, hang up curtains and do my old job. Just talk about it!"

Ding Daquan is not concerned about these pitiful life experiences. In the brothel, everyone can tell a bunch of pitiful stories. He has long since lost his sympathy. She is concerned about another thing: "You have been registered as a prostitute.

The house and land assigned to you have been taken back again?"

Of course.

Ding Daquan nodded and thought about it in his mind. This industry imposed heavy taxes, which could be implemented in the Southern Song Dynasty.

It just so happens that the official family is short of money to build a temple for Concubine Yan Guifei. This is indeed an opportunity to show off. If the official family can like it, then...it seems that after returning, I have to collect some good things for the old man Dong Songchen.

Eunuch, he still has to deliver the message to the officials.

Thinking of this, I felt very happy for a moment. I pulled the girl to my side and started to unbutton the girl's clothes.

This girl just did that and acted casually, which made him lose all interest for a while.

Just when I was thinking that I couldn't go out to another house to have fun, there was a knock on this door.
To be continued...