The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Even if Fu Liu's face turned pale with anger, the onlookers would not notice. What everyone saw now was not the Fu Liu with the beautiful face that could captivate everyone. What everyone saw was just Fu Liu with a purple and swollen head like a pig. This person was no longer good-looking.

"You're talking nonsense, I didn't."

"Oh, weren't you dragged off the master's bed by us servants?"

Of course she was dragged off the bed, but she and Ge Dongqing just expressed their feelings to each other affectionately and did nothing else.

But at this point, who would listen to her defense? Many righteous and angry women and children had already started beating Fu Liu with the things in their hands, "You vixen, you shameless vixen, all you do is seduce men and get into their beds all day long, I'll beat you to death."

The dazzling Fu Liu who was once the center of attention is gone. The rich young men who used to chase after her and spend money on her are gone. The literati who used to compete to write poems and essays for her are gone. The crowd pointing and scolding her seems to be almost all women, which means that all men have become mute.

Most of the people who threw things at her were women.

A woman had just bought a basket of eggs and was about to go home when she encountered Fu Liu, who was being paraded through the streets. She took out an egg and smashed it hard against Fu Liu's head, cursing, "You vixen, you have no shame."

She picked up the second egg and repeated the action, cursing again, "You seduced my man, I'll teach you a lesson."

Then the third egg was thrown at Fu Liu. The egg white and yolk were all over Fu Liu's face, sticky and dripping down her hair and cheeks, attracting many flies. The woman cursed indignantly: "You are a cheap woman, ugly, no one will buy you as a slave."

Yesterday, Fu Liu was still high and mighty, but today he was put on a carriage and paraded through the streets for public display.

Yesterday she was the center of everyone's attention, but today she has been thrown into an irretrievable situation.

People have two pieces of skin on their mouths, and they speak in two ways. Yesterday I let you live, and today I will skin you alive.

Yesterday, the person at the center of the storm was Lu Si Niang, but today it is Fu Liu's turn. It is hard to say who will have the last laugh.

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The carriages for the parade went from street to street, and the streets were bustling with people. This scene was unprecedented and unparalleled.

The young men who were listening to music in the Shi Family Teahouse put down their teacups. Shi Hongshang said to Zhu Gen'er beside her, "Go see what's going on outside. Why is it so noisy?"

Yes, the noisy sounds outside have drowned out the two women singing inside the house.

Zhugener opened the window and took a look, then said with a puzzled look on his face: "Hey? Who committed a crime? Why is he being paraded through the streets?"

"Haven't you heard that the prisoner is going to be paraded through the streets?" Shi Hongshang's teahouse is a place with extremely well-informed information. Most of the big and small things in the city can be found out from him.

Shi Hongshang stood up and stood beside Zhugen, and like Zhugen, she looked out the window at the street. At first glance, Shi Hongshang opened her mouth wide in surprise. The place was dark and crowded with people. Everyone was cursing and it was so noisy that she couldn't hear what they were saying.

They were on the second floor and through the window they could only see the top of the man's head on the carriage. Shi Hongshang did not recognize that the man was Jiao Manlou Fuliu, with whom he had once paid a huge price to sit and recite poems.

At first glance, the person on top of the head was obviously a man.

Zhu Gener asked Shi Hongshang, "Who is the man being paraded? I haven't heard of such a criminal recently."

After Shi Hongshang took a closer look, she tapped Zhugen on the head with the fan in her hand. "How can this be the government parading a prisoner through the streets? Look, is there an official next to the prison van?"

Zhugen rubbed his eyes and took a closer look. "Huh? It really isn't a government prison carriage. Then who is the man in this carriage?"

"You ask me, who should I ask? Go down and find out for me." As she said that, Shi Hongshang grabbed Zhu Gener's neck and threw him out through the window.

Zhugener shouted, "Master, this is the second floor... the second floor..."

"You must find out the news clearly for me on every floor."

The noise outside was too loud, and the little tune inside the house could not be heard at all. Cheng Feng and the Han brothers also went to the window to watch. Everyone who saw the scene on the street was shocked. If you don't ask around, no one can figure out what's going on with just a pair of eyes.

But after a while, Zhugener ran back excitedly, followed by Cangman, who was carrying his baby son Cangzhuo on his shoulders. Both father and son were very excited, even more excited than Zhugener.

As soon as Cangman entered the house, he put his son down from his shoulders. He said with a smile, "I'm so thirsty. Hurry up and make tea for me and my son."

Shi Hongshang personally served Cangman. While pouring tea for Cangman and Cangzhuo, he asked, "What's going on outside?"

Cang Man was sweating profusely from being squeezed by the crowd outside. He drank three cups of tea before he spoke: "I'm telling you, don't mess with women. Women are really scary."

Everyone asked him why he said that.

Cangman said with great emotion: "You may not know yet, but the one tied to that carriage is the top performer of Jiaomanlou."

"Fu Liu?"

Everyone in the room shouted in unison.

Everyone, whether they've been to Jiao Man Lou or not, knows that its top prostitute is Fu Liu. Fu Liu's name is well-known in Fengying City. From the elderly to children, everyone who mentions Fu Liu knows that she is the talented woman in the brothel. But why is she so embarrassed now?

The second son of the Han family and Shi Hongshang, who had seen Fu Liu, ran to the window and looked down at the same time, trying to find the shadow of Fu Liu on the woman in the prison car to confirm Cangman's words.

After reading it, both of them shook their heads. They were the ones who had written poems with Fu Liu under the moon and flowers, but the person in the prison car didn't look like Fu Liu at all.

The second son of the Han family was skeptical. He said to everyone, "That person doesn't look like Fu Liu. Fu Liu's face is only the size of a palm, and her hair is soft and beautiful. The person in the prison van is clearly a man!"

Shi Hongshang also felt that Cangman's information was wrong, "Cangman, didn't you see it clearly?"

Cangman said in a gruff voice: "There are so many people, how can anyone see clearly? Besides, even if I could see clearly, I wouldn't recognize Fu Liu. I've never been to Jiaomanlou, so how would I know what Fu Liu looks like?"

Cheng Feng teased Cang Man: "Oh, you have completely turned over a new leaf."