In reality, Linghu Yunlong had nothing to do with it; it was Zhao Huan's own misfortune. He turned to Zhu Chengen and said, "I can see that Zhu Yicheng is a formidable martial artist. If we were to clash, it would take hundreds of moves. I have to return to the palace to see the emperor, and none of us can bear the responsibility for delaying important matters."
Zhu Cheng'en was startled and hurriedly bowed, saying, "Master Linghu is absolutely right. I apologize for the intrusion. If we have the opportunity someday, I will certainly exchange ideas."
Zhao Huan waved his hand. He was eager to get rid of this guy. It seemed that it was better to use this dog emperor as a tool to solve any problem. For now, he would return to the palace and discuss the Korean affairs with Li Gang and others.
It's really a case of enemies meeting on a narrow road. Zhao Huan had just left the post station and not far away when he met a man, the gambler An Liangshi.
It was this bastard who reported him to Hu Yasi. Zhao Huan didn't want to cause trouble, mainly because he didn't have any masters around him, and he was afraid that he couldn't beat him if he went to cause trouble.
Zhao Huan felt a little regretful. He should have learned a few moves from Linghu Yunlong or Nangong Lian'er before. Otherwise, he would not be so afraid to fight these ruffians in the future.
When An Liangshi saw Zhao Huan, he dodged and didn't dare to look at Zhao Huan.
Zhao Huan felt something was amiss and was about to ask when he heard a heart-wrenching cry from a building across the street: "Let me go! Let me go! Help, help!"
"You little bitch, you've already sold yourself to me, and you still dare to resist? Beat her, beat her hard! Beat her until she obeys!"
Zhao Huan felt the voice sounded familiar. He looked up and saw that the building was none other than Zuixinglou, the capital's number one brothel.
After Li Shishi got married, Zuixinglou's business plummeted, and its reputation as the capital's top brothel was in jeopardy. I wonder which girl the madam bought this time, why does she sound so familiar?
Zhao Huan turned around and saw An Liangshi hiding in the corner, and suddenly remembered that the voice was his daughter, An Xiaozhu.
"Bastard! Beast!" Zhao Huan grabbed a stone and chased after him. When An Liangshi saw Zhao Huan lowered his head to pick up the stone, he knew what he was going to do. He was so scared that he ran away.
Zhao Huan was not afraid, but he was afraid of Tian Yingying, because Tian Yingying once said that if he sold her daughter, she would beat him every time she saw him.
This gambler had his wife sick and had no money to treat her, so he buried her hastily after her death. Now he has finally sold his daughter to a brothel.
Zhao Huan chased him for a long time, but An Liangshi ran like a rabbit and disappeared in the blink of an eye. After chasing him for two blocks, Zhao Huan was out of breath and had to give up. Suddenly, he remembered An Xiaozhu and returned the same way.
With a bang, Zhao Huan kicked open the door of Zuixinglou: "Madam! Madam, get out!"
"Hey! Who is this? He's so angry." The old madam came down from upstairs, holding a round fan and swaying her big butt, followed by two big teapots.
"Where is the girl who was just sold in?" Zhao Huan asked.
The madam felt that the girl looked familiar, but couldn't place it for a moment. "Oh, sir. Which girl are you talking about? I have so many girls in Zuixinglou. Do you want me to find a few to keep you company?"
If you don't want to waste time talking to a person like this, then you should use something to talk to her. Zhao Huan then pulled out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and said, "Send the little girl who was just sold to me by a man immediately."
This worked better than anything else. The madam immediately panicked. She turned around and kept urging the two big teapots, "Hurry up and bring that little girl over to me."
The two large teapots responded and left. The madam looked at Zhao Huan and said, "Sir, that girl is still a virgin and has a very strong temper. Why don't we wait until we have trained you well before we come back? The other girls here are much more experienced than this virgin."
"Stop talking nonsense! I'm here to redeem her." Zhao Huan said angrily.
When the brothel owner heard about redeeming her, she immediately became excited: "Oh, I didn't realize that you are such a sentimental person. But redeeming her is a virgin, and the price is not that of an ordinary girl."
Zhao Huan pulled out a huge silver note worth two thousand taels from his pocket and said, "Hurry and bring me her indenture!"
The Song Dynasty Jiaozi silver notes were divided into 200 taels, 500 taels, 1,000 taels, and 2,000 taels. Each note was a different color, and the madam knew the largest denomination, 2,000 taels, was just a glance at the color.
"Sir, wait a moment, I'll get it right away." The madam twisted her big butt and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Soon the madam came down with the indenture and two big teapots escorting An Xiaozhu.
Zhao Huan was startled to see that An Xiaozhu was covered in bruises. An Xiaozhu opened his eyes, barely breathing, and recognized Zhao Huan. "Mm, benefactor," he said, then fainted.
Zhao Huan was furious: "Who told you to hit her?"
The madam also played the good side, saying, "You damned beheaders, how dare you use such harsh force on her!" Turning around, she smiled and said to Zhao Huan, "Sir, please let her go. This little girl only has some minor injuries. She'll be fine after a while."
Zhao Huan didn't bother to look at her. He threw the banknote to the madam, snatched the indenture, and went over to support An Xiaozhu.
By this time, An Xiaozhu had slowly regained consciousness, and Zhao Huan helped them both out of the brothel. The madam stared at Zhao Huan's back and spat harshly, then smiled and went back to counting the banknotes.
It seemed that she couldn't return to the palace for the time being. Zhao Huan wanted to send her back to Laifu Lane and give her to Tian Yingying. Unexpectedly, An Xiaozhu saw him going to Laifu Lane and grabbed Zhao Huan: "Sir, I won't go back. My father will sell me again if I go back. Sir, if you buy my indenture, I will be yours."
She no longer called Zhao Huan En Gong, but directly called him Young Master, which meant that she regarded herself as Zhao Huan's slave.
Zhao Huan looked at the indenture and tore it to pieces: "You are free now. Go wherever you want."
An Xiaozhu was startled, tears streaming down her cheeks: "Master, you don't want me to serve you? I, I can't go home, where can I go?"
Zhao Huan scratched his head. That's right. Where else can he send her?
"Can you still walk?" Zhao Huan asked.
She had just been beaten up in the brothel, but she only had some superficial injuries. She fainted partly because she was anxious and angry. She should have no problem walking now. When Zhao Huan asked this, she nodded.
"Okay, then come with me." Zhao Huan said.
An Xiaozhu was overjoyed: "Thank you very much for taking me in, sir. I can wash clothes and cook."
She stumbled along, following Zhao Huan without asking where they were going. Zhao Huan couldn't bear to see her like that, so he went over to help her, but she was so stubborn that she just gritted her teeth and walked on her own.
Arriving at the side gate of the palace, An Xiaozhu was surprised. She knew that was the palace. She watched Zhao Huan rush in without a care in the world. "Sir! That, that is the palace."
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