Chapter 232: The Ming beggars ambition! Thank you Emperor Hongwu? [Please order the full version]
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I saw a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old standing at the door of a teahouse, swinging his arms and shouting loudly to attract customers.
"What kind of teahouse is this?" Zhu Han had never seen a teahouse looking like this before.
In Zhu Han's impression, teahouses are very quiet and elegant places, and there is never such a shouting to attract customers.
Chen Baodao was beside him, took a look and said with a smile.
"Dian, oh, boss, this is our new teahouse in Yingtian. There are storytellers, opera commentators, and performers with big hats. Hey, there are often white slaves sold by Persians who dance, with big white legs dangling,
Tsk, tsk, tsk!" Chen Baodao said while drooling from the corner of his mouth.
A white female slave, whoever comes across from the Ming Dynasty, will always have a good appearance and figure, and at least she will be worth dozens of taels of silver.
Except for princes and nobles such as Zhu Hanzhi, ordinary people had no chance to get close and enjoy it.
"This teahouse does have some business acumen." Zhu Han said with a smile.
"Yes, I heard that the most popular thing in Yingtian City now is to listen to operas and watch dances in this teahouse. The brothels and brothels are full of short Japanese women. They don't look as eye-catching as these white slaves. Now the people regard them as
The teahouse is called a music teahouse!" Chen Baodao said with a smile.
"What? Music cafe?" Zhu Han suddenly had a dark look on his face.
This is a trivial matter, and there will be a tacit agreement at any time.
According to the laws of the Ming Dynasty, all Ming people were not allowed to be slaves, nor were they allowed to become prostitutes. The leader of any brothel that dared to take Ming people as prostitutes would be beheaded in public, and the remaining thugs would be sent to Nanyang.
In the face of this severe punishment, the brothels of the Ming Dynasty were all transformed into Korean and Japanese women.
These two local countries were weak and the people were poor. They were under the de facto control of the Ming Dynasty. There was no need for forced buying or selling. As long as the merchants of the Ming Dynasty showed the price, many Koreans and Japanese people would take the initiative to give away their sisters and daughters.
They would come to your doorstep and even sell their wives to Ming merchants as long as the price was right.
Most Korean and Japanese women had no concept of chastity or chastity. They came to Ming Dynasty brothels to eat and drink well, and worked there for three to five years before they could redeem themselves according to Ming Dynasty laws.
Therefore, the brothels of the Ming Dynasty are now almost entirely filled with Korean and Japanese women.
However, there are also a small number of women from Nanyang, Annan and other countries.
As for the high-priced white slaves, naturally they will not be sold in this kind of retail. They have all become high-end goods for various large shops and merchants.
After listening to Chen Baodao's introduction, Zhu Han became interested in this kind of music cafe and wanted to go in and find out.
As soon as he lifted his feet and walked forward, he suddenly heard a strange sound coming from ahead.
Zhu Han turned his head and looked around, and saw a crowd not far away gathered in a circle, letting out bursts of exclamations.
I don't know if there are any sideshows there.
But what's a little strange is that traditional vaudeville performers will give out bursts of cheers, but the crowd surrounding them only exclaims, shakes their heads and sighs.
"Let's go there first!" Zhu Han became curious again.
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He led Chen Baodao and the two of them closer.
After squeezing a gap in the crowd and coming to the front.
Zhu Han finally saw the scene inside clearly.
A fat man introduced himself to the onlookers around him in the center of the venue.
In the center of the field were two eight or nine-year-old children. They were all dirty and it was hard to tell whether they were boys or girls.
These two children look really scary.
One of them had no arms or legs, and its arms and legs were sliding on the ground like sticks.
The other child was covered in black hair, crawling on the ground on all fours like a dog, and barking from time to time.
At this time, the fat man standing in the middle introduced again.
"This child is born pitiful, with no arms and legs, so I am the only uncle.
Yes, I saw how pitiful he was, saved his life, and took him through the streets for everyone to enjoy. If you are happy, please reward him with some money!"
"As for this child, that is the most amazing thing in the world!"
"This child's mother is a young lady from my hometown. When she went up the mountain to cut firewood, she was stared at by a thousand-year-old wolf on the mountain. The old wolf became a spirit and imitated people who did bad things. This child's mother will come back
After that, I gave birth to this wolf child, and then hanged myself. Although he was a wolf child, he still had a life. If you feel sorry for him, then you can reward us with a few coins to give us a living!"
After the fat man finished speaking, he yelled again, and the two children started spinning in circles on the ground.
Such cruel entertainment really makes people feel weird and uncomfortable.
But it was also said that many people generously donated money.
There was an endless sound of various copper coins and silver coins hitting the ground.
The fat man bowed and clasped his fists with a smile on his face, while picking up the money on the ground.
"Old Chen, do you know what this is?" Zhu Han asked with a frown.
"Master, didn't he just say that?" Chen Baodao looked confused.
Zhu Han snorted coldly, "Only a fool would believe such nonsense!"
It is estimated that only people from ancient times could really believe the lies about wolf children.
Not many of the people present, let alone Zhu Han, believed him. They just didn't know the origin of this fat man and were unwilling to expose his lies.
How could Zhu Han believe him?
"Send someone to keep an eye on them and see where they go later," Zhu Han said.
"As you command!"
I didn't know that a guard was sent to stay here to keep an eye on it.
Zhu Han and Chen Baodao entered the music teahouse and walked out after enjoying some singing and dancing.
I have to say that the performance of the white slaves inside is still very exciting. The owners of these teahouses are not merciful in training the white slaves, and the talents displayed are definitely of a very high level.
The guard sent by Chen Baodao to keep an eye on him was also waiting at the door.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "How was the tracking?" Zhu Han asked directly.
"I'm telling you, Your Highness, that the fat man took his two children to the Earth Temple in the south of the city. My subordinates also saw a lot of beggars there. They seemed to be in a group. I was afraid of alerting others, so I didn't go any further."
When Zhu Han heard this, he found that it was exactly what he had guessed.
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The miserable performance just now brought in a lot of money, so I must find a safe place to put down the money before continuing the performance.
"I'll leave this matter of Chen Baodao to you. Go and report it to Yingtian Mansion and take more pictures to investigate the matter." Zhu Han said.
Upon hearing this, Chen Baodao immediately received the order and went to Yingtian Mansion.
The Ming Dynasty has been focusing on the development of people's livelihood over the years. The living standards of the people have recovered very quickly. It can even be said that it has not only recovered, but has greatly surpassed any previous dynasty.
People are living a good life and gradually have more spare money in their hands.
For businesses such as street performers, this has ushered in a new period of development.
However, snakes, insects, rats, and ants are also easily mixed in.
Zhu Han thought that these two children who were selling miserably on the street to make money today must have unusual origins. They were probably trafficked. However, Ming Dynasty law did not allow the sale of human beings, so the fat man said that they were the children of his relatives.
As soon as Chen Baodao arrived at Yingtian Mansion with Zhu Han's order, Hu Weiyong, the Yin of Yingtian Mansion, immediately arranged the most capable spies to investigate the matter.
"Old Chen, what do you mean, Your Highness?" Hu Weiyong asked Chen Baodao to the seat of honor.
Chen Baodao took a sip of tea and let out a sigh of relief, "Your Highness attaches great importance to this matter. I came all the way here at a trot. You have to make your subordinates stay alert and investigate this matter clearly."
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Hu Weiyong nodded, and he immediately realized the importance of this matter.
He is now the third-rank Ying Tianfu Yin, such a big
He needs to personally take care of the little children, especially in such an important place at the emperor's feet. It is absolutely appalling evil to tame children into beasts.
"These unruly people, it seems that if we don't kill a few of their leaders, they won't be able to correct the people's morals!"
Night falls.
South of Yingtian City, in a dilapidated earth temple.
Several beggars in rags were sitting around a table, counting the mountains of copper and silver coins on the table.
The leader, an old beggar, was drinking tea and eating snacks with a smile on his face.
"These good days are really getting better and better. Today's revenue is much higher, right?" the old beggar asked.
"Gang Leader, although we haven't finished the calculation yet, this has already exceeded yesterday's revenue." said a fat-headed beggar.
This beggar was exactly what Zhu Han saw during the day, the one who brought children and sold them to make money.
"Emperor Hongwu is so good. You see, he was born in a beggar's business, and he has lived a good life without forgetting us beggars!"
The old beggar who was asked to help by the fat man said with a smile.
This old beggar's name is Hong Dafu, and his ancestors have been the chief beggars here in Yingtian for three generations.
Yes, the beggar profession is a skill passed down from family to family.
Leader Hong has no other abilities, but he is able to manage a group of beggars, large and small, in an orderly manner. He is able to explore the potential of each beggar and find a begging strategy that suits them.
In the past two years, Yingtian City has become more and more prosperous.
Gang leader Hong's ambition is also getting stronger and stronger. He is no longer satisfied with ordinary begging for food, but has begun to get involved in some gray area industries.
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Among them, going to other places to buy some children with disabilities and letting them sell themselves miserably to make money is an emerging avenue.
However, there are not many children with disabilities. You can first buy back some children with sound hands and feet, and then break the hands and feet yourself to make "products" suitable for your own business.
This business was called harvesting and cutting at that time.
Harvesting means buying fresh goods, and cutting means cutting the goods into the shape you need like wood.
As for these goods, they are poor children.
Gang leader Hong was not proficient in this craft originally. He only acquired it after sending people to other sects to learn from it.
After this period of operation, the income can be said to be very considerable.
Now Gang Leader Hong no longer lives in a slum, but has built a large three-bedroom house in Yingtian City. The surrounding neighbors are not only hundreds of thousands of households, but also wealthy businessmen and celebrities.
Moreover, after Gang Leader Hong counts his money here every day, he will put on a clean and decent outfit and return to the city.
In the eyes of ordinary people, they have no idea that this well-dressed man is actually the leader of the Yingtian Beggar Clan.
After some counting, Gang Leader Hong took away the majority of the revenue, and the remaining half was divided among several leaders.
After Gang Leader Hong took the money, he dressed decently, took a carriage, and returned to his mansion in the city, where he began a nightlife of wine and sex.
The chiefs under him also took money, put on clean clothes, and went to the brothel. Each of them ordered one or two Korean girls to live happily.
Everything they did was recorded one by one by the Ying Tianfu secret agent who was secretly watching.
The spies from Yingtianfu Yamen quickly reported the information they found to Hu Weiyong.
As Yingtianfu Yin, Hu Weiyong was not very satisfied with the information he obtained.
"This is the eucalyptus that His Royal Highness the King personally ordered. Now that you have found out these superficial things, how can I explain it to His Highness?"
Hu Weiyong asked sternly to his several spy leaders.
During last year's Hongwu official system reform in the Ming Dynasty, all court officials, large and small, became officials under unified management.
These spies were originally minor officials with little hope of promotion, and they were best at doing the jobs assigned by their superiors.
But since they all became official officials, their original iron rice bowls also faced various tests from the court.
They all restrained their original skills as Shangguan in Hunong, but now they were very frightened when they heard Hu Weiyong's accusation.
This chapter is not over yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading! "Sir, it's not that you guys don't check carefully. It's true that the beggars are gathering together. If you get closer, you will alert the snake."
"Furthermore, I heard that the leader of the Beggar Clan, Hong, has a very close relationship with several of our Yingtian Mansion's escorts. If there are other things involved, we really can't afford it!"
The two spy leaders explained in unison.
The spies in Yingtian Mansion are of very low rank, and the custodian they just mentioned is the official in charge who holds real power in Yingtian Mansion.
Various figures from three religions and nine streams are often local officials, supplementing the power of the governing party. Many secret personnel and information are often reported to the government through these people from three religions and nine streams.
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The custodians of various government departments and treasurers are the officials who have direct contact with these people.
"You two idiots, I think you can't tell the difference. All the black gauze hats on our heads belong to the imperial court. His Royal Highness is half of the imperial court. You don't have to bother to check the things he handed down. Why are you still worried?
What kind of guards, I think you are tired of living!" Hu Weiyong said with a cold smile.
The two chief spies were immediately panicked upon hearing this. They knelt on the ground and repeatedly kowtowed to Hu Weiyong in apology.
In the Yingtian Mansion, the power of the admissaries is also very great, especially since they are now official officials of the imperial court.
All appointments, removals and penalties must follow formal procedures.
Originally, if the chief officer of Tianfu wanted to punish them, he only needed one sentence.
But now if you want to punish officials at the superintendent level, you must follow formal procedures.
The purpose of this is naturally to prevent local officials from gaining too much power and turning the imperial government into their own hall.
"Get out of here quickly!"
Hu Weiyong waved his hand and drove these two unreasonable guys out.
The information handed over by these two spies was actually not very funny at all. It clearly stated some of the shameful activities of this beggar gang.
Especially Gang Leader Hong, who was able to collect so much money every night, and still be able to spend the day and night in the city, singing and dancing, was definitely not something he could simply ask his subordinates to beg for food.
After the two spy leaders ran out, they arranged for their men to work all night and tried their best to get more detailed information.
Early the next morning.
There is a new thick pile of reports on Hu Weiyong's head.
Hu Weiyong is quite satisfied with these new reports.
