monster brothel

Ah Wu didn't sit for a while before climbing upstairs to sleep, and Jiang Li put the account book back. When he got up in the morning, it was very cold, and he went back to his room to get a shawl and went out.

Goulan opened the doors one after another to do business. At this time, the sun had just risen, and the doors of the South Hall usually did not open so early. Everyone had to sleep until nearly noon before waking up leisurely.

There was a young man sweeping the floor in front of the gate of Yihong Courtyard. When he saw Jiang Li from a distance, he ran in the door. When Jiang Li came up to him, he found that the man was pulling the old bustard of Yihong Courtyard to point him.Jiang Li knew in his heart that the business in the south hall was booming in the past half month, so some people would be jealous, because most of the people who have been in the south hall no longer look down on other houses.

There was a middle-aged man standing in front of the house opposite Lichun/Yuan. The man was negotiating the price with the old bustard. The little girl was carried on the shoulders of a burly man, crying heartbreakingly, and beat the man's shoulder with fists. , opened her mouth and bit the man's neck fiercely, the man was violently bulged by her tossing veins, cursed with vulgar words, and threatened: "Go back and beat you to death".

Jiang Li stopped at the door of this house, and he knew in his heart that such things were too common in Huajie, he shouldn't care about it, and he couldn't handle it.When a piece of beautiful jade falls into the mud, it should not be delusional that it will still be as white as ever.He is lucky to be able to protect the South Pavilion, and Gu Qing and the others. He is not capable of protecting all unfortunate people.

Jiang Li took a step forward, wanting to go faster, he was afraid that he would regret it, such a judgment that went against his heart's wishes and only based on his own interests was like a dead leaf crumbling in the autumn wind, without any foundation.

"Ten taels, one or two can't be less. You have agreed before that I sent people here. How can you keep your words?" The middle-aged man spoke with a foreign accent and talked about the price with the old bustard. He was wearing black cloth shoes. His feet stomped back and forth on the ground.

"Father, father, I beg you, don't sell me..." the little girl begged bitterly, wiping her tears with her dirty hands.Every time he yelled "Dad", Jiang Xin was broken.

"Shut up!" The middle-aged man glared at the little girl, "What do you want? If you can't work, you'll have to pay for food."

"Father, I will work hard in the future, and I can eat less food at home," the little girl desperately shook her head, "No, I don't have to eat food at home. I will definitely take good care of my younger brothers, Dad... Dad, you Don't sell Niu Niu." The little girl's voice was hoarse, and she couldn't make a coherent sentence at the end.

But his father only cared about the price with the old bustard, and didn't even look at the little girl, "How can you only pay five taels now? I brought it all for you."

"Your girl is only so young now, and I have to raise her for several years. I don't need money to raise her?" The old bustard was wearing a black and red fur-collared robe, holding a paper fan in his hand, and spoke sharply, The sound is also that kind of harsh and dry noise.The fan blocked most of the bustard's face, Jiang Li could only see her slender eyebrows and phoenix eyes.

"Give me a little more, my family is still waiting for money to buy food."

"Buy food? Don't pretend, no matter how much money I give you, you will turn around and throw it into the casino." The old bustard slowly closed the fan one by one, and glanced upwards, "It can be done, I have a lot of girls Very, there is no shortage of you."

"Eh? Don't, let me think again." The middle-aged man hastily grabbed the sleeve of the procuress, and then let go with a snap.Normally this would be the case, Jiang Li was about to leave and suddenly thought of Gu Qing.

Gu Qing was also sold into a brothel to run errands for girls since she was a child, and beating and scolding were commonplace.But Gu Qing was clever in his work. When he was beaten, he was clever and behaved. He was able to save some money when he was running errands.

But the little girl didn't know if she could survive like this.

"Ten taels, I'll give it to you." Jiang Li saw that the middle-aged man was about to agree to the old bustard, so he took out ten taels of silver from his pocket, "You can take the money now, it's mine."

The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Li, but he didn't make up his mind, turned his head to look at the bustard, and asked who is this person with his eyes?

The old bustard did not explain to the man, but raised her eyebrows sneeringly: "Hey, Nan Guan is no longer a maid?"

Jiang Li glanced at him, and said without politeness: "Either sell it to me for ten taels, or sell it to her for five taels, you decide."

At this time, the little girl started making trouble again, crying and begging her father not to sell her.

The middle-aged man grabbed the silver and held it tightly in his hands.He bit his lip and wanted to say something, but finally walked away without saying anything.

"Father, father..." The little girl took advantage of the burly man's inattention and bit his shoulder. The man hissed and threw the little girl to the ground. The little girl quickly got up and caught up with her father.

"What are you doing here? I'll sell you out." The middle-aged man pushed away the little girl's hand holding his skirt, "Get lost."

"Let's go, let's work in vain." The old bustard unfolded the fan, twisted her wrist, and the fan flipped over her chest.

"Thank you," Jiang Li said earnestly and solemnly, "I owe you a favor this time, so feel free to talk about it in the future."

The old bustard squinted his eyes to look at Jiang Li, his long and narrow Danfeng eyes almost became a slit, as if he was confirming the authenticity of this sentence. "Business is booming, Second Young Master." The old bustard politely said, then turned and entered the door, followed by the burly man.

The ground formed large and small puddles in the rain in the early morning. The little girl lay on the ground and buried her head in tears. Her tattered clothes were dirty.

Jiang Li squatted in front of the little girl and pulled the little girl up, "How old are you?"

"...nine years old."

"It's so small." Jiang Li nodded. "You come with me."

The little girl held Jiang Li's hand only when she raised her arms high. She stammered and kept her eyes fixed on the ground, "You bought me...what are you doing?"

"Did you just say you could work? What would you do?"

"I can sew, sweep the floor, cook, I can do it all...you don't send me to a brothel."

"I'm also from a brothel, don't you think I'm not good?" Jiang Li stopped, staring at the little girl with black and white eyes.

"...you are a good, good person." The little girl stammered.

Jiang Liwu smiled to himself, feeling that such questioning was obviously persecution, so he stopped talking and just dragged the little girl to continue walking.

Bypassing Yanming Lake, turning a corner, we arrived at Prince Yu's Mansion. Jiang Li saw Fu Lai hurriedly crossing the threshold, about to do something, and suddenly called out, "Young Master Jiang? It's great that you're here!"

"What? What are you going to do?"

"What else can I do? Go to the south hall to find you. The prince wants you to come."

"Didn't he leave for Linnan today?" Jiang Li walked to the gate of the palace, and handed the little girl to Fulai, "This child was sold to a brothel, and I bought it. I see what leisure work is in the mansion, and arrange on."

Fulai didn't look at the child carefully just now, but when he got closer, he found that the little girl had beautiful features and was extremely cute. "Okay, I'll leave it to the old lady in the backyard, you go to see the prince."

There was an old man in the courtyard who was sweeping the floor. When he saw Jiang Li, he quickly put down the broom in his hand, bowed his head and said, "Princess Yu."

"!" Jiang Li almost dodged down the steps, but thanks to Fulai's sharp eyes and quick hands, he helped him in time.Jiang Li cleared his throat in embarrassment and asked, "Well, who made you say that?"

"My lord said so." Fu Lai winked at the old man, then led Jiang Li around the hall and through the garden. "My lord is in the kitchen, please wait a moment, my little one, go to the backyard to see the child."

"Go." Jiang Li nodded. After Fulai left, Jiang Li looked around. There was a gloomy study in front of him. Jiang Li planned to go in and have a look while waiting for boredom.

"Okay, you, such a trick." There were two people hiding behind the stone arch in the garden.Fulai was lying on the stone steps, staring at Jiang Li as he pushed open the study door.

"If you want me to say that our prince is as stupid as a rock, when will we be able to marry the princess? Don't wait for the dowry to be ready, but he won't want to." Mother Wu patted her hand on the apron, dipped it There were two marks of flour, "Look carefully, I'm going back to teach the prince how to knead dough."

The moment the door was opened was not without shock, Jiang Li stood at the door for a long time before he regained his composure to step in, and immediately turned around and closed the door with both hands.

There are paintings framed on yellow paper on the wall of the study, each of which is his appearance, and the one directly opposite the door shows him leading a horse.Jiang Li thought about it for a while, it should be the day when he learned the meaning of Qizhimei, and came out after crying in the temple, he was in a low mood and led the dark horse ahead, while Shen Yu and Gu Qing coaxed him behind Miss Su.

Jiang Li walked a few steps forward, bypassing the yellow wintersweet placed, and saw Jiang Li standing in front of a pastry stand eating pastries on the wall on the left, with lanterns hanging high in the background, people coming and going, but Jiang Li watched from it. Looking back suddenly, it meant that the man was in a dimly lit place.

"March is still there?" Jiang Li smiled, but looked around greedily.

There are paintings on the walls, on the tables, and on the ledges of the whole house, depicting him sitting on the threshold, looking up at the trees and looking down at the flowers, smiling and talking to Gu Qing , he yawned and opened the door of the South Pavilion...

Jiang Li had heard Zhishi praise his gloomy calligraphy and paintings since he was a child, but he had never seen them.The depression in Xingshan Temple only reads scriptures all day long, with a cold face when he is happy or angry, not surprised by favor or shame.

There is also a painting on the desk, the brush is resting on the inkstone, and the ink in the inkstone is not dry yet.Jiang Li walked up to the desk, and saw the man on the paper wearing a phoenix crown, wearing an unfinished shawl, shawl hair, and affectionate eyes.

Jiang Li stared blankly at the painting, unable to speak for a while, the man in the painting was clearly him, but he was clearly not like him.Thousands of times more beautiful than him, confident, calm and unrestrained.

At this time, the door of the study was pushed open, and Fulai came in with his head poked, holding back a smile and deliberately making clichés. "Master Jiang, I've been looking for you for a long time. Why are you here?"

Jiang Li didn't seem to hear him, he froze in place, and came out from behind the desk after a while.

Fulai snickered and said, "These are drawn by the prince, are you fascinated by them?"

"...Oh," Jiang Li's eyes straightened, he looked around and was reluctant to leave, then nodded his head pretending to be serious. "The painting is very good."

"Are you touched?"

"Oh, it's okay..." Jiang Li suppressed the throbbing in his heart, clenched his hands into fists, and his nails almost dug into his flesh.

As soon as he left the study room, the cold winter wind blew past Jiang Li's ears, and his ears were buzzing. There was a fire burning from his heart to his limbs. The fire burned even hotter and broke Jiang Li's last taut string.

He only wanted to see Shen Yu at the moment, and he had never been so eager to see Shen Yu for a moment.

He didn't even think it was okay to go on a long journey in depression. Anyway, we will meet again in the future.Since childhood, he has always subconsciously felt that depression is there, and depression will not leave.

Because Shen Yu always treats him well, he sees Shen Yu as normal. Now he thinks that there are many things in his life, including Miss Su, Nan Guan, Gu Qing, March and April, and even come to ask for help from time to time. The monsters of medicine, but what is depression?

The lord had seen through and hated all this when he was depressed eight years ago, so he chose to become a monk, but now he regained the power that disgusted him for himself.

Shen Yu kneaded the noodles into a long thin strip and put it in a pot to boil.

"My lord, put an egg on the noodles and sprinkle some chopped green onions on the longevity noodles." Mama Wu looked up and caught a glimpse of Jiang Li walking towards the kitchen, so she finished speaking and slipped out early.

Shen Yu was still concentrating on chopping green onions, and didn't see Jiang Li walking into the door with a blushing face.Jiang Li hugged Shen Yu from behind on tiptoe, and buried his head on Shen Yu's back.

Shen Yu shook his hand holding the knife, turned his head and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

Shen Yu turned to look at him, Jiang Li put his arms around him to prevent him from moving, he sniffed and said in a muffled voice, "I miss you."

Shen Yu froze for a moment, and an imperceptible smile appeared in his eyes.Jiang Li hugged him even tighter, so he put down the knife, and lowered his head to caress Jiang Li's hand on his waist.

His voice was low, like the sound of a morning bell, "I always miss you too."