Chapter 138 A Group of Trash
Li Chang clapped his hands and laughed, "This exiled official's wife is different. How can her talent be compared with that of ordinary brothel girls?"
Xie Tingzhou smiled and said thoughtfully: "The newcomer, the official's wife, must have been convicted because of the Yanliang Pass incident."
Fu Ying immediately lowered her eyes.
Xie Tingzhou put down his fan and said, "Ge Liangji gave birth to a beautiful daughter."
"If Ting Zhou likes it," Li Chang said with a smile, "why not be the first person to pick the flowers?"
Xie Tingzhou just smiled and said nothing.
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Shen Yu walked around the main building.
The advantage of wearing women's clothes is that she can move freely in the Jiaofang Bureau, and she does not look weird even with a veil on, and others just think it is a coquettish act.
Chen Yu had inquired about Ge Liangji's two daughters in advance. After entering the Jiaofangsi, they changed their names. One was called Fuying and the other was called Fuyao.
However, the Jiaofangsi was quite large, and there were at least hundreds of maids and prostitutes coming and going, so it was really hard to find this person.
Chen Yu went up to the second floor and stopped a passing maid to ask, "Where is Fu Ying? She asked me to bring her something, why is she nowhere to be seen?"
The maid was stunned for a moment, "Fuying went to Liubei Pavilion to serve the nobleman. Sister, you are asking about Fuyao, right?"
"Oh, yes." Chen Yu quickly corrected herself, "They sisters have only been here for a short time. Their names are so similar, I always remember them wrong."
"It's the same. Many people remembered it wrong. Fu Yao is in that room." The maid smiled and pointed to the end of the corridor.
Shen Yu thanked the maid and walked along the corridor to the other end.
The Jiaofangsi was extremely lively, with the sound of orchestral music ringing in the ears. In the middle of the round hall, dancers were standing on drums and dancing. There were several rooms in the long corridor, and there were three rooms side by side in the corner that the maid had pointed to.
When she walked to the first room, a maid happened to come out. Chen Yu glanced inside and saw several prostitutes in the room leaning against the nobles, smiling charmingly.
She had never seen Ge Liangji's daughter, but she immediately confirmed that Fu Yao was not among them.
The female relatives who had just been convicted were all noble ladies who had fallen into the quagmire. The pride and honor in them had not yet been worn away. Those who had not suffered in the Jiaofang Bureau for a few years would not behave like this.
When we got to the second room, the noise became even louder.
"Brother Wen will be recruiting soldiers to suppress the bandits in a couple of days. This trip will make you a meteoric rise in the world. Don't forget our good friends when you come back."
"That's fine, that's fine. We are all doing errands for the emperor, so what's the big deal?"
After listening to a few words, Shen Yu thought that this should be Wen Lesheng, the nephew of Wen Hongyuan, the Minister of War.
There were people coming and going on the corridor, so it was inconvenient for her to stand there for long, so she slipped into the empty room next door.
The conversation next door was still going on, and she could also hear Dou Qing's voice from inside.
Several people praised Wen Lesheng, and each one spoke with more eloquent words than the other.
From listening to their conversation, you can tell that they are all uneducated. Birds of a feather flock together and no one despises anyone else's lack of knowledge.
Chen Yu hadn't confirmed where Fu Yao was yet, and was getting a little anxious waiting, but she didn't know what was happening next door, and suddenly a quarrel broke out.
"Who do you think you are? You are calling us brothers just because you have a cousin who is a minister. We brothers respect you, so don't be so arrogant."
Dou Qing blushed, "How dare you say that to me? You were just trying to climb up your uncle's trouser legs, weren't you?"
Others hurriedly came up to persuade him, "Let's have some fun together on this good day. Both of you should calm down. What are you arguing about?"
Wen Lesheng was more patient than Dou Qing, and said sarcastically: "What can I do? My last name is Wen, but is your last name Jiang? Look at where we are. You have no official position, and I invite you to drink today because I think highly of you. Don't take yourself for granted."
He touched Dou Qing's sore spot. His mother went to Jiang's house many times, wanting Jiang Lianzhi to find an official position for him in the court. It was something that could be solved just by asking, but Jiang Lianzhi refused.
The people in the room had grown up together as friends. He watched as everyone else gradually started to eat the emperor's food, but he was the only one who didn't, and he felt so much shorter than others.
Dou Qing was furious and didn't care about anything else. He started to speak without restraint, "Of course I can't compare to you, Master Wen. It's because you were born in a good way, from Madam Wen's belly."
Wen Hongyuan was unable to give birth to a son, and could not raise one if he did, so he placed high hopes on this nephew. It was rumored that Wen Hongyuan had actually conceived a child through surrogacy in order to preserve his offspring, and that the child given birth to by Second Wife Wen was actually Uncle Wen's son.
Dou Qing dares to say anything when he becomes famous. These things can only be talked about secretly, but he actually dared to say it in front of Wen Lesheng. He must have been drunk.
All I heard was the sound of tables and chairs being overturned.
Wen Lesheng quickly pulled out the knife, and the others hurriedly held it down.
"No, no, no, don't use the knife, don't hurt the brotherhood."
"Who is his brother!" Wen Lesheng and Dou Qing said in unison.
Dou Qing put his hands on his hips and straightened his neck, "Let him come. I want to see if this spineless guy dares to chop me."
Wen Lesheng glanced at the knife in his hand, but was afraid of causing a death, so he threw it away and rushed towards Dou Qing with his bare hands.
, the two of them immediately wrestled into a ball.
In addition to the sounds of people trying to stop the fight, there were also the screams of prostitutes.
Wen Lesheng had learned martial arts, so a person like Dou Qing, who was just an empty talk, was no match for him. He was pinned to the ground and hit several times by Wen Lesheng.
The others called the servant in, and finally pulled the two men apart, and then tried to persuade them for a while.
Wen Lesheng felt relieved after beating someone up, but Dou Qing was furious after being beaten up.
"Brother Dou, don't be angry. You finally came here. Didn't you say that Miss Fuyao was pretty when you came in just now? Come, Fuyao, help Master Dou to rest next door and apply some medicine on him."
Shen Yu was glad that she didn't leave in a hurry, as Fu Yao was indeed next door.
Dou Qingying had drunk quite a bit, and he came towards them with staggering footsteps.
Chen Yu quickly hid behind the bed curtains, and could vaguely see the two people entering the room through the thick gauze curtains while sticking to the wall.
As soon as Dou Qing entered the room, he sat down on the low couch and crossed his legs, "Take it off for me."
Fu Yao knelt down and quietly took off his shoes for him. She stood up to get the medicine, but was pulled back by Dou Qing.
"Don't run, pretty girl."
Fu Yao fell on his legs and pushed him around in panic, "Master Dou, don't, don't do this."
Fu Yao broke free from his hand and quickly moved behind the table.
Dou Qing felt hurt by her push on the place where he had just been beaten, and his anger rose again. Seeing Fu Yao avoiding him like a snake or scorpion, he said viciously:
"Even you look down on me?"
"If you don't serve me, who do you want to serve?"
As he said this, he pulled out the horsewhip he carried from his waist and whipped the boy.
Fu Yao dodged the first blow, but was not so lucky as the second blow hit her arm directly.
"Ah——" Blood beads suddenly appeared under the veil.
Dou Qing was like this in sex, and he became even more excited when he heard the screams.
He wiped his face and then whipped again.
Chen Yu clenched her hands behind the gauze curtain, wavering in her heart between whether to save or not, and to expose herself or not.
Fu Yao was originally a delicate young lady raised in seclusion. The greatest injury she had ever suffered in her life was probably when she pricked her hand while embroidering. After a few whippings, she was forced into a corner.
The screams here can be clearly heard next door.
Wen Lesheng sneered and said, "The more useless a man is, the more he likes to take it out on women. Tell me, what the hell is this logic?"
Dou Qing was so excited that his eyes were bloodshot at the moment. He didn't want to care about the ridicule from the next door. He threw away the whip and walked towards Fu Yao while pulling his belt.
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