Su Zheng did not answer Zhang Xiaozhu's question immediately, but asked: "Teacher, can you first tell me why you came to Chunxiao Tower?"
"Have you heard about the conflict between my uncle and I?" Zhang Xiaozhu asked.
Su Zheng nodded and thought to himself: "Sure enough, I came here for my uncle's house."
"Zhao Laosi and his wife died tragically, leaving behind an only daughter named Zhao Yue'e.
At that time, Shan Liangji, the martial arts instructor of Guojiu Mansion, assured me that Guojiu Mansion would take good care of this woman, which reassured me.
My uncle-in-law is a loyal and kind-hearted family who understands justice well, so I listened to their words and didn't ask any questions afterwards.
But someone told me today that Zhao Yue'e was sold to Fang Chengyu, the young master of the Fang family, for 80,000 taels of silver.
He also said that if I want to take care of Zhao Yue'e, I will come to Room A on the fifth floor of Chunxiao Building tonight." Zhang Xiaozhu briefly explained the matter.
At that time, thousands of people blocked the street in front of Guojiu's Mansion, forming a human wall in front of him, guarding Guojiu's Mansion without fear of life or death.
In addition, the uncle-in-law's government behaved with great justice and did not protect the evil-doing servants at all, and other aspects of the matter were also considered very carefully.
All these made Zhang Xiaozhu feel that Guojiu's Mansion was truly benevolent, so he did not doubt Shan Liangji's words.
After hearing this, Su Zheng couldn't help but frowned and said, "Teacher, I would like to ask, is the person who told you this matter your friend?"
"No." Zhang Xiaozu shook his head.
"Then why did he tell you this? Is there some purpose?" Su Zheng reminded Zhang Xiaozu tactfully.
He felt that this person had bad intentions and wanted to provoke a dispute between Zhang Xiaozhu and the uncle Guo's house.
"He said he didn't dare to care." Zhang Xiaozhu sneered.
Su Zheng burst out laughing when he heard this, and said: "This sentence is true. One is the uncle's house, and the other is Xiang Fei's natal family. Most people really don't dare to take care of it. I don't know how to take care of it."
"Wait until I ask the matter clearly." Zhang Xiaozu said.
Su Zheng nodded, and then said: "There are some rich and powerful men who like to keep female slaves, but ordinary female slaves sold in the slave market can't catch their eyes, and Room A on the fifth floor of Chunxiao Building can usually satisfy their curiosity.
requirements. To put it simply, this is a high-end female slave auction house."
"What is the crime of forcing a good girl into prostitution?" Zhang Xiaozhu suddenly asked with a cold look in his eyes.
"The lighter cases will be imprisoned for three to five years, the serious cases will be ten to fifteen years, and the particularly bad cases will be exiled and may even be beheaded."
Su Zheng answered in detail, because reciting the Dasu Rules is one of the lessons for princes and princesses.
Zhang Xiaozu nodded and asked: "Which department should I go to to sue Uncle Guo? Is it the Yamen?"
Because he didn't know what Wang Wu was up to, he decided to be more cautious this time and not use violence. Instead, he would use the laws of the empire to solve problems like ordinary people.
Su Zheng's eyelids couldn't help but twitch when he heard this, and he replied: "My uncle is a relative of the emperor, so he has to go to Dali Temple."
"Uncle Guo is your uncle?" Zhang Xiaozhu looked at Su Zheng and asked.
"No." Su Zheng shook his head and said, "He is the biological uncle of the Crown Prince and the Fourth Imperial Sister."
Zhang Xiaozhu couldn't help but frown when he heard this, but he immediately relaxed his brows because he felt that Su Jin would not protect criminals.
“Will Dali Temple enforce the law impartially?”
"Probably." Su Zheng replied uncertainly.
"Hopefully so."
At eight o'clock in the evening, Miss Shui Qing came to the room, gave Zhang Xiaozhu and Su Zheng a silver mask each, and then led them up to the fifth floor and walked into Room A No. 1.
Entering the door is an arc-shaped passage that curves to the right. There is a room on the right hand side every few steps forward.
Shui Qing led the two of them to the ninth room.
The space in the room is not large, but it is exquisitely decorated.
The floor is covered with soft blankets, the ceiling is inlaid with night beads for lighting, and the walls are covered with exquisite murals.
Two soft animal skins and a tea table were placed under the wall at the end of the room facing the door, and a pink curtain hung on the wall.
"You two gentlemen, do you need a girl to accompany you?" Miss Shui Qing asked after making tea for the two of them.
"No need, you can go out." Zhang Xiaozu responded.
"The slave family retires."
Su Zheng sighed inwardly, feeling that Zhang Xiaozu was so boring.
Wow——
Zhang Xiaozu walked under the pink curtain and raised his hand to open the curtain.
Behind the curtain is not a wall, but a waist-high handrail fence. Inside the fence is a round hall about twenty feet in diameter.
The round hall was empty, with no decorations, except for a square platform as high as one person in the middle.
"The one in the middle is the booth. When the auction starts, the people from Chunxiao Tower will put the auction items on the booth for the guests in the sixty-six private rooms around to watch and bid." Su Zheng sat down on the sofa,
He opened his mouth and introduced Zhang Xiaozu.
As his voice fell, the surface of the square booth suddenly sank, revealing a hole leading below.
"It's begun." Su Zheng suddenly regained his energy.
There was a clicking sound of the machine, and then an iron cage slowly rose up from the hollow under the booth.
There is a woman locked in an iron cage.
The woman's hands and feet were chained with iron chains, and she was hung in a large iron cage.
Also coming up was a charming woman wearing a red tulle fringed skirt.
The coquettish woman walked slowly on the booth. Her clothes were very revealing, and her movements were half hidden and half exposed. She instantly attracted the attention of all the men in the private room.
Gulu——
Su Zheng held up a telescope, stared at the seductive woman, swallowed his saliva, and then introduced to Zhang Xiaozu: "This woman's name is Hong Niang. She is the most coquettish - well, the most coquettish woman in Chunxiao Tower. I heard that she can be very charming.
Technique, all the men who went to her embroidery bed were carried down."
Zhang Xiaozu's cheeks turned red after seeing this, but fortunately he had a mask covering his face, which alleviated a lot of embarrassment.
He quickly used the power of his ghost eyes to suppress the heat and restlessness in his heart.
"Welcome all gentlemen to tonight's pink auction. I would like to express my courtesy to you as my matchmaker. I wish all gentlemen will come home with a successful outcome tonight."
The matchmaker waved to each private room on the booth, then waved her pink arm and said: "Without further ado, let's start tonight's auction. Let's enjoy the first pink auction item tonight."
As she finished speaking, a beam of bright light suddenly shot down from the roof, hitting the booth and illuminating the woman in the iron cage.
"Wow!"
"seriously?"
"A woman from Wanjiang Pavilion?!"
Unbelievable sounds of surprise suddenly sounded in many private rooms.
The light was dim just now, and everyone's attention was attracted by the half-hidden and half-exposed spring light on the matchmaker, so few people paid attention to the woman in the iron cage.
But under the strong light at this moment, everyone's attention shifted to the woman in the iron cage, and someone immediately discovered that the woman was wearing clothes from Wanjiange.
Although Wanjiange has become a thing of the past, the appearance of the woman from Wanjiange on the booth still had a great impact on people's vision and spirit.
While they were in disbelief, they also felt subconscious timidity and fear, because the women of Wanjiang Pavilion, even if they were sword slaves, were not something they could get their hands on.
"Miss Matchmaker, are you - are you really fake?" the person in the private room No. 43 asked in surprise.
"Sir, let's see what you said, when did our Chunxiao Tower ever sell fake ones? Don't any of you know the lady official of Wanjiang Pavilion?" the matchmaker asked, looking around.
Seeing that no one responded, she opened the iron door of the iron cage and walked in. She reached out and pinched the Wanjiange woman's smooth chin, and forced her face up.
The woman from Wanjiange Pavilion was filled with grief and anger, but her cultivation seemed to be sealed, and she fell limp after struggling hard for a few times.
"Ah! Ah! I know her, I know her!" The man in Room No. 52 suddenly screamed in surprise, "She is the female officer in charge of the sword slaves in Wanjiang Pavilion, her name is Jian Yilan, she - she is not
Sword slave."
The man was very shocked, and finally emphasized that the woman was not a sword slave.
The implication is that Chunxiao Tower was too brave and dared to tie up a woman from Wanjiange who was not a sword slave and sell her as a female slave.
"Oh my god, it's really Miss Yilan!"
"This is - it's so exciting!"
One after another, people recognized the identity of the woman from Wanjiange.
The matchmaker nodded with satisfaction, released Jian Yilan's chin, and was about to turn around, but Jian Yilan spat on her face.
Snapped!
She raised her hand and gave Jian Yilan a loud slap in the face, grabbed her breasts and tore her clothes open, revealing her pink bellyband.
"Ah——" Jian Yilan was so ashamed and angry that she died of shame.
"Giggle." The matchmaker wiped the saliva from her face, wiped it on Jian Yilan's chest, and praised: "It's very tight!"
After saying that, he walked out of the iron cage and slammed the cage door hard.
Gulu——
Many people were so excited by this erotic scene that they salivated.
"Miss Matchmaker, please don't whet our appetites. Let us know quickly. Is it safe to buy this girl and take it home?" someone asked impatiently.
"Don't worry, the slave family will give you an explanation right now, so that you and all the gentlemen can bid with peace of mind."
The matchmaker pressed her hands, and after the noise calmed down, she spoke slowly: "Wanjiange has been operating a shop in the imperial capital for hundreds of years, but they didn't pay a penny in tax. His Majesty the Emperor asked them to pay the tax before leaving.
But they insisted that they had no money, and finally decided to let the woman stay and sell herself to pay taxes, and His Majesty the Emperor reluctantly agreed. Everyone, please see——"
She took out a piece of paper from her lapel, shook it open and said, "You guys can see clearly, the deed of sale issued by the government is stamped with a red seal."
"How much? How much? I want Miss Yilan to warm my bed. Haha -" someone asked eagerly.
"The starting price -" the matchmaker stretched out a finger, shook it around, and said: "One million taels, and the price increase at one time must not be less than one hundred thousand taels, let's start."
"Two million taels!"
As soon as the matchmaker finished speaking, the price for private room No. 32 was quoted, doubling the price.
"Three million taels!"
A woman's voice came from the private room No. 60, followed by her gnashing of teeth and hatred: "This bitch slapped my wife, and I want her to kneel on the ground and lick my toes!"
"Four million taels! Mrs. Sun, beautiful women are for pain, not for licking your toes." Someone immediately lowered the price of private room No. 60.
Zhang Xiaozu was stunned when he heard this.
He originally thought that a price as high as one million taels would dissuade most people, and no one would even bid.
But the result was absolutely not the case. Not only was it not the case, the price was increased by one million to one million.
"Are these people so rich?" He couldn't help but asked Su Zheng in surprise.
"There is no shortage of two kinds of people in the Imperial City: the powerful and the rich." Su Zhengyan replied concisely and concisely.
"That's too rich." Zhang Xiaozhu shook his head and said that he couldn't imagine how rich the rich people were.
In fact, just like ordinary cultivators cannot imagine how many Yuanshi Golden Pills they have.
But he is no longer able to do it now, because the Yuanshi Golden Pill was tricked by Ye Mingyue.
"Five million taels!" Mrs. Sun from Room No. 60 increased the price again.
"Oh... how pitiful! She can't escape from Widow Sun's clutches! This is really a tiger that falls on the plain and is bullied by a dog, and the phoenix that lands on the ground is not as good as a chicken!" Su Zheng put down the telescope, shook his head and lamented.
"Is this woman so rich?" Zhang Xiaozu asked.
"That is simply too rich. Her short-lived man left her tens of millions in property, and she is also very good at making money. This widow is so powerful!" Su Zheng exclaimed.
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