Being an emperor is not something he can do, so he can only rely on his connections.

Wang Ergou frowned and looked at Zhang Jingwei: "Master, why are you going to the brothel again?"

Zhang Jingwei smiled, patted Wang Ergou on the shoulder, and said, "Oh, just going out for some fun. Zhu Banshan has to go to the Renyahang (an ancient institution for managing slaves) tomorrow, and tonight he just wants to get drunk."

Wang Ergou still said with some worry: "But..."

Zhang Jingwei interrupted him: "Okay, okay, don't say but. Don't worry, we are just going to have a drink and listen to some music, we won't do anything else." After saying that, he blinked to show that he was honest.

Wang Ergou sighed helplessly, "Alas... The young master is a playboy, and the whole city knows about it. We, as servants, can't say much. Although those gang rats are a motley crowd, they love to take advantage of others' misfortunes. I hope the young master will respect himself!"

Zhang Jingwei waved his hand and told him to go back: "I know, you can go back to the mansion first. I still have Mu Tou to protect me, don't worry."

Wang Ergou glanced at Mu Tou who was standing next to him, nodded, then turned and left.

Seeing Wang Ergou leave, Mu Tou curled his lips and cursed: "This Wang Ergou is really a piece of shit. He calls me Young Master, but he's always thinking about the Huangfu family!"

Zhang Jingwei raised his eyebrows and said, "The Marquis has the grace to raise him. Didn't you also eat the food of the Huangfu family before?"

Mu Tou patted his chest and said loudly: "This is different. I want to survive and serve the young master, and repay the Zhang family for burying my mother."

Zhang Jingwei shook his head and said with disgust: "Tsk tsk tsk, this is unlike you, to be so good at flattering!"

Mu Touhan laughed and said, "I feel comfortable flattering the young master!"

Zhang Jingwei was also amused by his silly behavior and said, "Okay, okay, as long as you feel comfortable!"

The two of them packed up simply and soon arrived at the brothel.

Mu Tou, who had never been to a brothel, looked around and was embarrassed by the teasing of the popular girl. Moreover, the rough man was very loud and kept asking Zhang Jingwei questions in his ear, attracting a lot of attention. Several reminders were not enough to make this curious baby shut up.

The madam led the way to Zhu Banshan's private room, and Zhang Jingwei asked, "Is Ningxiang here today?"

The madam smiled wickedly and said, "Master Zhang just had a flirtation with my daughter last night, and he's thinking about her again today. But my daughter has her own rules. How about Master Zhang take a look at other girls? I'll recommend a good one to you!"

Zhang Jingwei politely replied, "Don't worry, Madam. I'll be there today. It's alright if I don't see Ningxiang."

While the two of them were talking, they had already arrived at the box booked by Zhu Banshan. This box was much more luxurious than the one last night, and one could have a panoramic view of the stage downstairs.

As soon as I sat down, two hostesses came in, the same two from last night!

Mu Tou looked very cute when he was shy, his cheeks and ears were red, his hands were clasped between his legs, and he would glance at the girl who was accompanying him for drinks from time to time and then smile shyly.

Zhang Jingwei pinched the wooden thigh hard and scolded him with a smile, "Idiot, control yourself! You're embarrassing me!"

Mu Tou cried out in pain, then stammered, "Ouch... Master, I... I also want to control it... It's just... It's just that they are wearing too little!"

Zhang Jingwei suddenly understood why he had to keep his legs together. The two hostesses chuckled and started to attack Mu Tou.

Mu Tou was now even more panicked, and his reaction was even more obvious.

Zhu Banshan burst out laughing and pounded the floor, making loud noises on the wooden floor.

……

At this time, a handsome young man downstairs was eating a snack with a red mark of "Zhu Ji" on it.

He called the waiter over and asked, "Second Boss, the osmanthus cake is really delicious. Can you take it out? I want to take some home to eat."

The waiter responded respectfully, "Sir, you're from out of town, right? Zhu's dim sum is a household name in Yunzhou, and every restaurant has reservations. It's just that Mrs. Zhu of Zhu's is recuperating at home, and his brother only cares about having fun. Right now, our brothel is in short supply, so we hope you'll forgive us!"

"Oh, I see..." He was a little disappointed and was about to ask for Zhu Ji's address when suddenly there was a loud banging sound from the second floor, and dust from the ceiling fell on these exquisite pastries.

He slammed the table and shouted angrily, "What are they doing upstairs?! How am I supposed to eat?"

The waiter smiled wickedly and explained, "The upstairs drinker must be anxious and making too much noise. Let me wipe it for you!"

In the eyes of the waiter, this situation is normal.

"Impatient? Why are you so anxious about drinking?"

……

At the same time, Mu Mu in the upstairs box was drunk and dizzy. Zhang Jingwei raised his hand to stop him, "Sisters, my brother can't handle alcohol and he was injured a few days ago. It's not advisable for him to drink too much."

"The warrior is actually not good at drinking ~ What a pity ~"

"It's so hot in this room, isn't it, sister?"

"Yes, sister, it's so hot and I want to take off my clothes~"

"Want to see us take off our clothes~"

The two hostesses leaned on Mu Tou's arms, showing off their charm.

Mu Tou was now a little dazed. He swallowed, gasped, and nodded.

"That depends on the warrior's ability~"

"You drink a drink and I take off one piece of clothing~"

Seeing that Mu Tou was about to be hung upside down, Zhang Jingwei quickly shouted, "That's enough! Mu Tou, listen up. You are injured and can't drink anymore."

"Master, you have an amazing alcohol tolerance and you have captured Han Ye drunk. I won't embarrass you. Just wait and see!"

After saying that, Mu Tou raised his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"No...you..." Zhang Jingwei was so angry that he couldn't speak. He just pointed the gun at the smirking Zhu Banshan and said, "And you, didn't the doctor tell you not to drink?"

"I have to go to Renya tomorrow. From now on, I can only rely on the master's reward for drinking. Let me enjoy myself tonight!" Zhu Banshan picked up the wine pot, tilted his head back and took a big gulp, then smacked his lips to savor the taste.

Zhang Jingwei looked at Zhu Banshan's satisfied expression and couldn't help but laugh. "Exaggeration! Isn't Renyahang just a labor market? Weren't you a servant before?"

Zhu Banshan shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I don't know what the labor market is. I only know that if the boy from Yunzhou sells me to the border, I will never be able to come back." There was a hint of fear and helplessness in his eyes.

Zhang Jingwei muttered to himself, "Can dispatched labor cost lives? What's going on? Is the labor system here so cruel?"

In fact, he didn't know what Ren Ya Xing did, but the process sounded like a company's outsourced labor dispatch employees, who first joined the labor dispatch company and then went to work at the employment unit.

Zhang Jingwei asked in confusion: "If that's the case, why don't you go back and accompany your sister?"

Zhu Banshan shook his head helplessly and said, "Forget it. Don't hold on to any thoughts. I'm much better off than those people who will be beheaded tomorrow. At least I'm still alive."

Zhang Jingwei asked doubtfully, "Then can't your sister buy you back?"

Zhu Banshan replied with a wry smile, "Master Zhang, don't you know what the Ren Ya Hang is for? It's a slave business set up by officials to allow slave traders to legally buy and sell people!"

Zhang Jingwei asked innocently, "Then why not just pay to redeem you?"

Zhu Banshan sighed and said, "What good is redeeming them? Once they become slaves... they're no longer human! They're animals, to be bought and sold, to be slaughtered. In wars, we're just there to drain the enemy's arrows."

Zhang Jingwei still couldn't understand: "I don't understand."

Zhu Banshan continued to explain, "Even if my sister redeemed me, I would still be a slave of the people's slavery. If the court needed corvée labor, the slaves could still take me away like a donkey!"