"Pingkangfang is the place with the most brothels in Chang'an City, and Chang'an City is the place with the most wealthy people in the Tang Dynasty."
"Women conquer the world by conquering men, and men conquer women by conquering the world." Yang Xuan raised his eyes.
A series of looks of shock and admiration.
Lang Jun's words... are insightful and philosophical, and the more you think about them, the more interesting they become... Cao Ying, as a scholar, naturally knows the truth contained in these two sentences.
The old thief shuddered and thought of that woman. It turned out that I went to Beiliao to rob the tomb in order to let her see that I conquered the world.
The world of tomb robbing.
Only Wang Laoer remained unmoved. In his world, finding a place to eat was the first priority. Also, that person had to be sincere to himself.
Aniang said, if that person avoids you when discussing things, you should be careful and find an opportunity to run away.
The beggars in the East Market would avoid me when discussing matters, but Mr. Lang would take me wherever I went.
Wang Laoer's eyes were filled with gratitude.
"I don't care if it's legitimate." Yang Xuan said, "But I know that some women are coaxed, tricked, and forced to come."
A bad boy raised his hand.
Yang Xuan nodded.
The evil young man said: "Yang Shuai, those women have become prostitutes and no one cares about them."
"I don't care!"
Yang Xuan said, "You are a local snake. Do you know any family with such a woman, Mr. Cao?"
Cao Ying stepped forward, "Old... I'm here."
Just now he looked at Yang Xuan commanding Ruoding and almost said, "The old minister is here." Fortunately, he stopped early, otherwise he would have to kill people and silence him today.
"Record!" Yang Xuan said lightly.
"Yes." Cao Ying sat down and polished her ink.
Yang Xuan just looked at the light coming in from the crack of the door. After Cao Ying picked up the brush, he raised his eyes.
"The last one..."
"I said." A group of bad boys raised their hands impatiently.
It's better to do it... Cao Ying secretly wrote down this detail.
"Yingyue Tower..."
Cao Ying's writing was as fast as flying, and she recorded more than a dozen of them in a short time.
The old thief leaned over and whispered: "Mr. Lang, we are short of manpower."
"Peace of mind." Yang Xuan was quite approving of the old thief's reminder.
Not only the old thief noticed it, but even Cao Ying, who was recording, took a moment to glance at Yang Xuan.
How can we catch these few people? I'm afraid if they enter a house, the evidence will be destroyed and they will be hidden somewhere else.
The bad guys lowered their heads, and some were laughing silently.
Recording completed.
Yang Xuan took it and looked at it, then raised his eyes and said, "It's almost done."
Knock knock knock!
Someone knocked on the door.
Wen Xinshu opened the door and was stunned for a moment.
"Yang Xuan!"
An official with a Chinese character face, a wide mouth, and a particularly heroic look walked in.
"Brother Liang!" Yang Xuan stood up.
Liang Jing glanced at the group of villains, "You said you had some merit today, but why?"
"How many people did you bring?" Yang Xuan asked.
Liang Jing stretched out five fingers, "Five hundred, I wanted to bring a thousand, but that bitch slave hugged my leg and cried that there were too many people and he would be impeached for rebellion, damn it!"
"That's enough." Yang Xuan handed over the directory.
Liang Jing looked at it and frowned, "What do you mean? Saving a woman who lost her footing... rescuing those women is not considered credit."
Yang Xuan smiled and said, "Brother Liang, if you can trust me, allocate the manpower first. Once they are in place, send a signal and take action immediately."
Liang Jing looked at him, and he looked at Liang Jing.
Suddenly Liang Jing patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "I don't believe it, who do you believe?"
You believe in the imperial concubine!
Yang Xuan also laughed, and the two of them looked like brothers.
"What's next?" After deploying the manpower, Liang Jing asked with a smile.
"Invite Mrs. Qin."
A haggard-looking woman came in.
Yang Xuan said: "Your daughter died tragically, and those who committed evil are still at large. Today, I will give you justice."
…
"Empress."
The emperor handled political affairs, while the women in the harem took care of their own affairs.
Those who are favored have a lot of fun, but those who are not favored can only stay in their own one-third of an acre, silently waiting for the emperor's rain and dew to occasionally fall to them.
The imperial concubine stood outside the palace. A palace servant was holding a pole with a parrot standing on it. "Hello, my queen, hello, my queen."
"He's just a clever talker." The imperial concubine smiled.
"Your Majesty." A palace servant came over and said, "The great man went to Pingkangfang with five hundred gold guards."
The imperial concubine frowned, "What's he doing?"
"What are you trying to catch?" He didn't make it clear.
The imperial concubine turned around and said, "Let me go and have a look immediately. If he is messing around, take care of him."
The beauty slightly frowned, showing her charming beauty.
"Hello, empress, hello, empress..."
The parrot's diligence failed to win the beauty's respect, and the empress's good voice echoed emptyly.
"Empress!"
Jiao Li came, walked closer and whispered: "Dalangjun went here at the invitation of that bad handsome man."
There was something else in the imperial concubine's eyes, "What does he want to do?"
…
Teams of sergeants were running in Pingkangfang.
Yang Xuan and others were outside Yingyue Tower.
"Oh! Isn't this Liang Canjun?"
The madam rushed out and got close to her.
Liang Jing pointed at her, "I have done so many dirty things, and I will take them out today."
The madam didn't know the seriousness of the matter, so she waved her hand and tried to hug his arm, "Ouch! Liang Canjun wants to pay..."
Boom!
The madam covered her face and was about to explain.
call out!
A loud arrow flew into the sky.
This is the signal that everyone is here.
But Yang Xuan promised to scream!
He looked at Liang Jing.
Liang Jing looked extravagant, "Is it majestic enough?"
"Enough!" Yang Xuan raised his hand and Suzaku said in his ear: "Do you want to tell him the story about the Hun Prince Maodun who used the sound of a hammer to train his subordinates and killed his wife and father?"
Liang Jinghui was so frightened that he peed on the spot.
Yang Xuan shook his head and waved.
"Do it!"
Groups of sergeants rushed into the brothel, and several men who were not afraid of kidney failure in broad daylight screamed in fright.
"Someone is about to get wind!" the female prostitute's scream echoed over Pingkangfang.
"..."
The sergeants rushed into Yingyue Tower, and someone shouted: "Zhang Sanniang, Zhang Sanniang from Xinzhou, I'm here to save you! Zhang Sanniang..."
"Aunt Yu, Aunt Yu..."
The sergeants headed for the second floor.
Footsteps thump thump thump!
The wooden stairs are shaking!
A door opened and an arrogant face popped out, "Get out of here, everyone!"
Boom!
The sergeant kicked the man back.
"Zhang Sanniang!"
Squeak!
The door ahead opens.
A woman walked out slowly and looked at the sergeants.
Her eyes blinked.
"I am."
Several women were brought into the lobby.
Yang Xuan and Liang Jing are both there.
People keep coming to report.
"Three people were found in Hongyue Tower."
"Jiuxianglou found two people!"
The madam was all smiles, "Liang joined the army, why bother?"
Liang Jing looked coldly, "Get away!"
The old bustard rolled his eyes and came close to Yang Xuan, "Mr. Lang is so heroic. If you have anything to say, go upstairs and talk to me."
Outside, groups of sergeants came over with the rescued women. Gradually, many people gathered outside Yingyue Tower.
The old thief stood behind Mrs. Qin, "Your daughter was tortured to death. Now is the chance to take revenge. Shout and cry, and let the whole Chang'an City... start to cry."
Qin walked over slowly.
According to the old thief's teachings, she should lie on the ground and cry bitterly, beat the ground, and cry out about her daughter's tragic experience.
But when she walked outside the door of Yingyue Tower, those past... came to her eyes one by one.
That little dumpling is so pink and cute, and the whole family dotes on her. When the child grows up, the whole family is looking forward to the fact that she will marry a good man and live happily ever after.
But when he was nine years old, the child disappeared.
The family searched frantically. Some people said they saw a carriage with the sound of a girl crying, and then they were stopped and headed to Chang'an. They were filled with sorrow and joy, and hurriedly applied for immigration.
They arrived at Chang'an City along the way, and the couple searched everywhere.
They searched and searched. When the money was gone, they begged. Later, they heard that someone in Pingkangfang was raising little girls, so they searched all the way. But they couldn't get into the brothel!
Until one day, they heard that a woman had committed suicide by jumping off a building, so they followed her to see her.
Looking at the girl on the ground, they went crazy.
What followed was a farce. A guy was thrown out to take the blame, and it was said that he was exiled to the south. But someone told the couple that Yingyue Tower had a big backstage, and the guy would be back in two years at most.
Her husband vomited blood and passed away.
She didn't want to go back, so she begged in Chang'an City.
She never knew what she was doing in Chang'an.
Until now!
She slowly knelt down.
Hold your head high.
Raise your hands.
It was shaking wildly, as if it was summoning something.
"My son, come back, I will take you home!"
The story of the Qin family was spread among the crowd.
The surroundings fell silent.
In the lobby, Madam Dui smiled and said: "It's all a misunderstanding. These women were sent by others..."
Word spread about Qin's experience.
Zhang Sanniang raised her head and said, "Slaves are good citizens!"
"Where is home? Why are you here!"
Cao Ying knew that the evidence needed to be established quickly.
"My home is..."
Zhang Sanniang sobbed, "I tried to run away, but I was beaten severely. They said they would kill me if I ran away next time... I don't dare. They really dare to kill people, but I don't dare!"
The madam laughed dryly, "That's nonsense."
Yang Xuan asked: "Who is in charge?"
Several female prostitutes looked at the madam.
The madam looked at everyone with a smile, "This place is not just for slander!"
Someone outside shouted: "This is Chunyu's business."
The madam smiled, "That's nonsense."
"She is the most ruthless!" Zhang Sanniang pointed at the madam and said.
The madam gave her a cold look.
The old thief came in and walked to Yang Xuan, "This old bustard has killed people before."
The old thief often goes to places with strong Yin energy and is somewhat sensitive to evil spirits.
Liang Jing sniffed, "It's just Chunyu's place."
He patted Yang Xuan on the shoulder and said, "Throw this old bustard into prison and let the Chunyu family torment him. You can be considered a meritorious deed."
Cao Ying said in a low voice: "The Chunyu family has made weapons and is powerful. Lang Jun, we are still weak. We have rescued so many women, so we are done."
Yang Xuan turned around.
Mrs. Qin knelt outside the door, looking straight at the madam.
Two lines of red blood tears hung on his face.
Yang Xuan stopped.
Cao Ying in front turned back, "Lang Jun..."
The voice was a little dazed.
When he was ten years old, he dragged a horizontal knife into the mountains.
He walked all the way and looked back all the way.
He hoped that someone in the family would come out and tell him to go back.
But no one came out.
So he wanted the villagers to come out.
But no one came out.
His desperate hope represented that the official village chief would come out, scold Yang Ding and his wife righteously, and take him home.
But Muramasa didn't come out.
It was Xiaohe Village in the border area. The rules in the village were that parents should punish their sons and others should not comment.
Finally, he hoped that the gods would hear his prayers.
But the gods were too busy to care about him.
He wiped away tears along the way, and his heart went from warm to cold.
"Mr. Lang."
Ahead, the old thief turned around and seemed to be calling him.
He looked into Qin's eyes.
There was despair in those eyes.
Just like he did back then.
No one stood up back then.
What about today?
Choking!
The sword is unsheathed.
Liang Jing turned around and looked at him in surprise.