When the brothel owner heard there was money, he quickly laughed and said, "No, no, we are all experienced in this matter and there won't be any mistakes. Don't worry, sir."
The carriage was harnessed outside. Qingxi was still sound asleep because of the medicine Lin Su had applied to her. Lin Su directly wrapped her in a quilt and carried her out. Her loose hair, exposed calves, and faint marks on her arms all showed that she had been given to someone else.
The person was already someone else's, and staying in the building was no longer worth the money. The brothel owner took the silver and smiled: "Sir, take care, and come back next time."
There were few customers in the brothel, and even fewer who redeemed people. Some looked on with envy, while others looked on with disdain.
"Qingxi was redeemed before it was even listed. Living in the official's house is much better than living here."
"I don't think so. Men can't lay eggs. At most, they will get tired of being pampered for a while. If they can be demoted to a servant serving tea and water, that's fine. But if they really get tired of it and are sent away, their life will be worse than in the mansion."
"This kind of thing has happened before. Let's just disperse..."
Lin Su listened to those words, and they were not wrong. Slaves could be beaten and scolded at will, and the people in the brothel were no different from objects after being redeemed. It was okay for a woman to be a concubine, and it would be helpful if he had a son or a daughter to support him. But when a man was over such a thin and weak age, even if he wanted to engage in this kind of business, he could only be the lowest class, and selling him or her was common.
Lin Su carried the person into the carriage, and the driver hired by the brothel owner drove away.
The carriage was shaking, but Qingxi was lying steadily. He didn't look like a tough person. Although his facial features were delicate, they looked soft and delicate. Perhaps it was because of this situation and experience that he lived cautiously in the original world line, doing what Yang Cheng asked and changing himself.
But the dead end caused by his momentary impulsiveness may indicate that he is not as gentle as he looks, and he has the toughness of a man in his heart.
If one could grow up safely, no one would want to end up in that kind of place, even if the family was poor.
The carriage did not return directly to the Lin Mansion, but stopped at a small courtyard. It was not difficult for Qinghe Mansion to buy a small courtyard with two entrances, which could be used for Qingxi to temporarily stay.
After paying the driver, Lin Su carried the person into the yard. There was no one in the yard, but all the items were clean. He put the person on the bed, and Lin Su took a book from the bookshelf and sat beside him waiting for him to wake up.
The book is not those parallel prose poems, but vernacular novels that tell stories about talented men and beautiful women. I read it in my spare time just to relieve boredom.
The night gradually darkened and the candlelight lit up. Qingxi hummed softly, and as if she wanted to wake up, she felt that she was wrapped a little tighter. She struggled and twisted, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.
Lin Su smiled and said, "Awake?"
Qingxi opened his eyes, a bit confused. When he saw the person sitting on the chair next to him, he sat up suddenly and looked around in panic: "Where is this?!"
How did he fall asleep? He just slept for a while, but why did he wake up here?
"One of my residences," Lin Su propped up his head and looked at him calmly as he turned around, "Aren't you curious about why you are here?"
Qingxi lifted the quilt and saw that she was still wearing the same clothes underneath. However, there was nothing unusual about her body, nor was she feeling the discomfort or pain the maids had described. "Sir, could you please tell me?"
"I stole you out of Cuinong Pavilion." Lin Su said with a smile.
Qingxi's eyes widened, and her originally slender and round eyes suddenly became rounder. "What should I do? Although I am a slave, stealing is a crime."
If my father found out that I was missing, he would definitely suspect that I had run away. If I was caught, I would probably be beaten so badly that I wouldn't be able to get out of bed for a month.
His eyes turned into one of fear and sorrow, and he was about to get out of bed and kneel down to beg Lin Su to let him go. Lin Su couldn't tease him any more, and handed him the household registration documents and the indenture.
The tearful eyes that were drooping down widened again, as if extremely at a loss: "This..."
Lin Su laughed: "Why, you can't read? Don't the top performers in Cui Nong Pavilion have to recite poems and compose couplets with the guests?"
"I know." Qingxi lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed to kowtow to Lin Su, but was pressed down on the bed, "Master, I cannot stay in your bed."
Once a slave, always a slave. He belongs to whoever takes his indenture.
"You are my man. Do you want me to accompany you on the ground to serve the master?" Lin Su asked, gently lifting his chin.
Qingxi opened his mouth, but leaned forward and said, "Master, please enjoy."
It's the same everywhere anyway. There's not much difference between serving one person and serving a group of people.
This life is nothing but an object.
He bent over and trembled all over, but after waiting for a long time, he felt that his eyes were brighter. When he raised his body slightly, he saw Lin Su sitting on a chair beside him, just looking at him.
Qingxi lowered his head, not knowing what this meant. He had never heard of such a guest in his class. He always felt that doing it too much would be an offense, and he didn't know how to deal with it: "Master, Master..."
"You've already left the brothel, but do you still want to make a living as a servant?" Lin Su sat up straight and came up to him and asked.
Qingxi raised his head and stole a glance at him, then asked quietly, "Master, what do you mean?"
"I'll give you two options," Lin Su said with a smile. "The first option is to be my servant in bed in this small courtyard. Men cannot be concubines or maids. I'll assign you a few servants, and you just stay here and wait for me to come over. What do you think?"
This was already a very good treatment for the people who were redeemed from the brothel. Qingxi lowered his eyes and asked carefully, "What about the second one?"
Lin Su's smile deepened. "Secondly, I'm a scholar, and few of the people serving me can read. Since you can read, would you be my servant?"
Although book boys are also slaves, they are much better off than musicians and other lowly people. At least they will not go out and be looked down upon by others.
Lin Su could have given him a third way, which was to give him some money and let him go out to be an ordinary person, but his previous identity still meant that he would never be able to take the imperial examinations in his life. He would be unable to farm and would be cheated if he wanted to do business. He was also good-looking, so if he met someone else, he would inevitably be bullied. If he met Yang Cheng again, he would still be taken into his mansion, so Lin Su could only keep him by his side temporarily.
Qingxi raised her eyes, this time looking directly at Lin Su, with disbelief in her eyes: "Is what the master said true?!"
"Which one?" Lin Su asked with a smile.
"The second one!" Qingxi added hastily, fearing that Lin Su would go back on his word. "Qingxi wants to choose the second one!"
There was desire in his eyes. Even being a slave was better than serving in bed.
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