Chapter 65 Entering the brothel

After a few days of travel, although occasionally charming women will still make some troubles for me, with the concerted efforts of me and the three sisters Xiaonu and Lan Er, she is in a hot mood every time. She left angrily and did not take advantage of it at all, but I know that our holiday with her is getting more and more. Deep.

"Sister, we seem to be almost there." The little slave was a little sad: "Do you really want to enter the brothel? If you go in, it will never be clean. Even if there is nothing, outsiders will talk about it.

"Oh, my God!" I patted my forehead and began to enlighten the little slave with a helpless face: "So why do you care about other people's words? Who gave you a penny or who gave you food and drink? What are you willing to say about their problem? Do you care? The most difficult thing to satisfy in the world is people's preferences.

"Well, being jealous, it's bad and people look down on you. Be more open to others say that you are coquettish, conservative people say that you are pretending, loyal people say that you are stupid, shrewd people say that you are treacherous, indifferent people say that you are arrogant, enthusiastic people say that you are promiscuous, and there is no share in the back. In short, no matter how good you are, someone will pick you. Son. This is the reality, right? Lan'er said everything I said with a smile, and looked at me with some contempt and said, "My sister, why do you only know these two sentences? Can you change something fresh?"

I patted Lan'er on the back of the head: "Dead girl, you have a good memory!"

Lan Er spit out her tongue, made a grimace at me mischievously, and then looked at the little slave: "I said, second sister, what are you afraid of? They can say whatever they want. Those long-tongued women who are willing to talk nonsense may not take good care of their own men, and they are also perverts running to the brothel. Not to mention those men who are willing to say three to four. If you can't eat grapes, the grapes are sour first, aren't they, sister?

Lan'er is really smart and cheerful. In the past few days, she has completely figured it out and regarded this as another experience in her life. After all, she is a child, her mind is not so fixed, and she accepts it faster than Xiao Nu.

The little slave muttered a few times and finally didn't say anything, but his sad face did not fade.

I think she still didn't accept this reality, so she had to use the most despicable method to induce her: "Silly boy, what if you don't meet me every time you are sold? What will happen?"

Xiao Nu didn't even think about it: "Of course it was sold directly."

"What about after selling it?" I continued to induce: "Isn't it the same thing buried in the brothel, and the chastity is not guaranteed?"

"It seems...isn't it?" The little slave bit his lower lip tightly, and tears flashed in his eyes, as if he had thought of such a scene.

"Since it is also buried in the brothel, is there any difference? Can you protect yourself in the brothel? Or can't you save anything?"

Little slave's tears finally came out of his eyes and flowed down his cheeks: "But, I really don't want to..."

"No one wants to! How many women are willing to degenerate themselves? I sighed, "I know it's all my fault. Originally, it was just a matter of me and Shangguan Yiran, but I didn't expect to implicate you. If it weren't for the kitten looking for me, you wouldn't have been caught. I'm sorry for you." I held the crying little slave in my arms. I killed the little slave and the bodyguards who were looking for me!

"No, no..." The little slave shook his head desperately: "No, it's my fault that I lost the kitten!"

This child is still blaming himself at this time, hey! My pity for the little slave has increased. If I have the opportunity to return to the Jin Dynasty to meet the emperor in the future, I must let him abolish the slave status of the little slave. How can such a child be a slave? God is so unfair!

Just when we were still sentimental here, the carriage that was driving suddenly stopped. I fell into the carriage again reluctantly and pretended to be dead, waiting for some guy I didn't want to see but had to see. Three, two, one... With my countdown, Wang Mazi was very cooperative and opened the curtain when I shouted one.

"Girls, the imperial capital has arrived. You'd better be honest with me, otherwise... hum!" Wang Mazi raised the whip in his hand, glanced at the remaining people in the carriage with a threatening face, and then sneered and turned away. Soon, the carriage slowly moved forward again. It should be entering the city, right?

"Don't pretend, pretend to attract thunder!" I rolled my eyes and sat up.

As a result, Lan Er asked curiously, "Sister, what is pretentiousness?"

I suddenly had a black line on my head. It's over. Why was it heard by this child? Looking at Lan'er's little face eager for knowledge and her black crystal-like shiny eyes, I'm really embarrassed to tell her that I'm cursing. How can I explain this? I was messy in an instant...

"Sister?" Seeing that I didn't speak, Lan'er didn't let go and continued to ask.

"Well... This means that a person is pretentious and annoying." This explanation should be okay, right? At least there are no dirty words. When I was sighing for my cleverness, Lan Er's words almost made me cry:

"Oh, it means hypocrisy!"

I almost sprayed dozens of blood. I didn't teach this, I swear!" Don't worry about this problem anymore, okay?" I feel like I'm about to cry. I really can't calm down. Kid, diligence is a good thing, but don't learn everything, okay? In order not to teach bad children, I have to swear to pay more attention in the future and not swear in front of them!

"Get out of the car!" With a rough shout, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Wang Mazi stood outside in a good spirit, as if he was happy for the completion of this business. Of course, I think he is most happy to have money to take. I sincerely despise this guy who is open-eyed to money.

As the women in the carriage were chased out of the car one by one, Lan'er and the little slave also got out of the car, but I still pretended to be sick and was helped down by the two of them.

"Oh, why do you send sick people here? I'm not a charity hall here. Don't want it!" The voice of an old lady who reminded me of Ningcui Tower came, and her tone was full of dissatisfaction.

I haven't completely got out of the carriage yet, and I haven't turned around to be disliked when I see my face? I was stunned. My mother's beautiful face was rejected for returning goods without being appreciated? I feel that my self-esteem has been hit. I can stay in the brothel, but I am definitely not thrown out in this way. It's so shameful! I'm probably the only one who plans to enter the brothel for the sake of face, right? When I think about it afterwards, I sweated a lot!)

Thinking of this, I turned my head and smiled at the sound source: "Are you really sure?"

The originally noisy scene calmed down in an instant in my deliberately gentle voice, as if the whole world was still.

"What a Peugeot girl!" An old woman with heavy makeup but still not covering the wrinkles on her face. At this age, is it 60? I guessed to myself.

"My second mother has lived for 50 years, and it's the first time I've seen such a beautiful girl. Unfortunately, this body is a little weak..."

I feel a little sorry for this old pimp. I added 10 years to her. Have you been short-sighted recently?? Or is she really too old? Well... it should be the latter, right? But her name is Sun Erniang? I don't know if it's as fierce as the one in the Water Margin? Female night fork? Can you make human meat buns? Well, I'm starting the evil YY again.

"Er Niang, you misunderstood this. This woman is very powerful and can even punch and foot. Isn't she afraid that she will run away, so she took some medicine." Wang Mazi smiled and said, "This is a good wild horse. If you can tame her, the money will roll in!" Looking at Wang Mazi's obscene smiling face, I really want to slap him to death! Can I describe it as a wild horse? It's terrible to be uneducated!

"Really?" Sun Erniang raised her eyebrows and said, "Don't lie to me, or I won't do your business in the future." With that, he began to circle around me: "Wow, it's really perfect, but I don't know if there will be any talent. If so, maybe... Hey! Forget it, how can a person who can punch and foot be a lady's thing? Forget it, take it all in. I'll count you two hundred taels.

"How can two hundred taels work? At least three hundred taels." I followed a few big men to the back door. Behind me, Wang Mazi was tirelessly bargaining with Sun Erniang.

"At most two hundred and fifty taels."

"Deal!"

With the two words of Wang Mazi's transaction, I almost stammered on the ground, 250? 250? You are only two hundred and fifty! Your whole family is 250! I kept cursing in my heart.

Compared with the architecture of Jinguo, the architecture of Luoguo has a more external style. Although it is not like the delicate elegance of Jinguo architecture, this coarse and bold style makes me feel more adaptable. I guess this has something to do with my personality, right?

"What are you measuring?" Just as I looked around and commented on the building here, Sun Erniang exaggeratedly twisted her waist and threw a pink silk handkerchief. Her face was pulled, which was longer than her No. 42 soles. Let me tell you, although you can punch and foot, it doesn't mean you can be wild here. Even Wang Mazi and their three-legged cats can catch you, which means that you are not strong enough. You obediently receive guests for me and avoid the pain of skin and flesh. Do you hear me?

With that, Sun Erniang began to take a good time at me and the little slave and Lan Er who were supporting me: "What kind of daughter do you think you are? Do you still need someone to help you? You two let go. Mom, I also want you to serve the uncle, not as a maid. Let it be, do you hear me?"

Xiao Nu and Lan Er held my arm and trembled at the same time, and then looked at me with a tacit understanding and asked for help: "Sister..."

I patted their hands as a comfort, and then looked at Sun Erniang. Get off the horse? I like it!