Chapter 138 A Bunch of Trash

Li Chang smiled while stroking his palms, "The official family members who were betrothed are just different. Their talents are incomparable to those of ordinary brothel girls."

Xie Tingzhou smiled and said thoughtfully: "The new arrivals, official family members, must have been convicted of the Yanliang Pass incident."

Fuying immediately lowered his eyes.

Xie Tingzhou put down his fan and said, "Ge Liangji has given birth to a daughter who is as beautiful as a flower."

"If Tingzhou likes it," Li Chang said with a smile, "Why don't you be the first flower picker."

Thank you Tingzhou but smiled and said nothing.

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Shen Yu walked around the main building.

The advantage of women's clothing is that she can move around the temple without any obstruction, and she doesn't look weird even if she is wearing a veil. Others just think it's a coquettish thing.

Shen Yu inquired about Ge Liangji's two daughters in advance. After entering the Jiaofang Division, they both changed their names. One was named Fuying and the other was named Fuyao.

It's just that the Jiaofangsi is quite big, and there are hundreds of maids and prostitutes coming and going. It's really hard to find this person.

Shen Yu went up to the second floor, grabbed a passing maid and asked, "Where has Fu Ying gone? She asked me to deliver something to her, but why is there no one there?"

The maid was stunned for a moment, "Fuying has gone to Liubei Pavilion to serve the nobleman. Sister, you are asking about Fuyao, right?"

"Ah, yes." Shen Yu quickly changed her words, "The sisters just came here not long ago, and their names are so similar, I always remember them wrong."

"It's the same. Many people remember wrongly. Fuyao is in that room." The maid pointed to the end of the corridor with a smile.

Shen Yu thanked the maid and walked along the corridor to the other end.

The Jiaofangsi was bustling with activity, and the sound of orchestral strings and bamboos could be heard all the time. In the middle of the round hall, there was a dancer standing on a drum and dancing. There were several rooms in the corridor, and there were three rooms side by side in the corner that the maid pointed to just now.

When she walked to the first room, a maid happened to come out. Shen Yu glanced inside and saw several prostitutes in the room leaning on the noble lady and smiling sweetly.

She had never seen Ge Liangji's daughter, but she immediately determined that there was no support here.

The female family members who have just been convicted have all fallen into the quagmire from noble daughters. The pride in their bodies has not been worn away. Those who have not suffered a few years in the Jiaofang Division cannot behave like this.

In the second room, the noise inside became even louder.

"Brother Wen is going to send troops to suppress the bandits in two days. This time, we will be on the rise. Don't forget us friends when we come back."

"Easy to say, easy to talk about. They are all doing errands for the emperor. There is no such thing as a clear cloud."

Shen Yu listened to a few words and thought that this must be Wen Lesheng, the nephew of Wen Hongyuan, the Minister of War.

There were people coming and going on the corridor, and it was inconvenient for her to stand here for a long time, so she ducked into the vacant room next door.

The conversation continued next door, and she heard Dou Qing's voice from inside.

Several people praised Wen Lesheng for a while, and their tongues became louder than the others.

Listening to the conversation, you can tell that they are all unlearned and unskilled. Like snakes and rats, no one dislikes the other for being unlearned.

Shen Yu hadn't confirmed where Fu Yao was, and was a little impatient while waiting, but she didn't know what happened next door, and suddenly there was a quarrel.

"Who do you think you are? Just because you have a cousin who is a minister, you call us brothers. Brothers think highly of you, so don't talk about it."

Dou Qing blushed, "You're so embarrassed to accuse me, why don't you climb up your uncle's trouser leg and rub it up?"

Others hurriedly came up to persuade, "Let's have some fun on a good day. You two should calm down. Why are you arguing?"

Wen Lesheng was more calm than Dou Qing, and said sarcastically: "What can I do? My surname is Wen, but is your surname Jiang? Look where this is? You have no official position, and today I ask you I came here to drink because I think highly of you, so don’t treat yourself like a green onion.”

He touched Dou Qing's sore spot. His mother went to Jiang Mansion again and again, hoping that Jiang Lianzhi would find an official position in the court for him. Jiang Lianzhi refused to agree even if it was obvious that the matter could be solved just by opening his mouth.

These people in the room have all grown up playing together. They saw everyone else eating the royal food one after another, but he was the only one who didn't. He was a lot shorter than others.

Dou Qing was so angry that he didn't care about anything anymore and began to speak eloquently, "Then I can't compare to you, Master Wen. Who asked you to pick a good one when you were born? You just picked it from Mrs. Wen's belly." Get out."

Wen Hongyuan could not give birth to a son, nor could he support him after he was born, so he had high hopes for this nephew. It was rumored that Wen Hongyuan actually had a son through surrogacy in order to preserve the seed, and that Mrs. Wen's second wife actually gave birth to Uncle Wen's son.

Dou Qing really dared to say anything when he was angry. He could only talk secretly behind his back. He actually dared to say it in front of Wen Lexheng because he was drunk too much.

There was only a sound of tables and chairs being overturned.

Wen Lesheng suddenly pulled out the knife, and others quickly held it down.

"You can't use it. You can't use the knife. You can't hurt the feelings of brothers."

"Who is his brother?" Wen Lexheng and Dou Qing said in unison.

Dou Qing put his hands on his hips and straightened his neck, "You let him come, I want to see if he, a weakling, dares to chop me."

Wen Lexheng glanced at the knife in his hand, but he was afraid of causing death, so he threw it away and rushed towards Dou Qing with his bare hands, and the two of them immediately struggled together.

During this time, in addition to the sounds of persuading people to fight, there were also the screams of prostitutes.

Wen Lesheng had practiced martial arts, but Dou Qing, who was so empty-handed, was no match for him. Wen Lesheng pushed him to the ground and was beaten several times.

The others called the servant in, and finally managed to pull the two of them apart, and they persuaded each other separately for a while.

Wen Lexheng felt relieved after beating someone, but Dou Qing was angry after being beaten.

"Brother Dou, don't be angry. It's not easy to come here. When you came in just now, didn't you say that Miss Fuyao was pretty? Come, Fuyao, help Master Dou to rest next door and apply medicine to him."

Shen Yu was glad that she didn't leave in a hurry. Fuyao was indeed next door.

Dou Qing must have drunk a lot, and his footsteps staggered.

Shen Yu quickly hid behind the bed curtains. She could vaguely see the two people entering the room through the heavy gauze curtains against the wall.

Dou Qing sat on the low couch as soon as he entered the room, crossed his legs, and said, "Take it off for me."

Fuyao knelt on the ground 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, beautiful girl."

Fuyao fell on his legs and pushed him in panic, "Master Dou, don't, don't do this."

Fuyao broke free from his hand and hurriedly avoided behind the table.

Dou Qing felt hurt by her push on the place where he was beaten just now, and his anger came out again. Seeing Fu Yao avoiding him like a snake and scorpion, he said viciously:

"Even you look down on me?"

"If you don't serve me, who do you want to serve?"

He pulled out the horse whip he carried behind his waist and whipped him.

Fu Yao dodged the first time, but she was not so lucky the second time, which was whipped directly on her arm.

"Ah——" Blood immediately appeared under the light gauze.

Dou Qing was like this in sex, and he was even more excited when he heard the scream.

He wiped his face and whipped her again.

Shen Yu clenched her hands behind the gauze curtain, wavering between saving or not saving, exposing or not exposing.

Fu Yao was originally a delicate lady raised in the boudoir. The biggest injury she had ever suffered in her life was probably a pricking of her hand while embroidering. After a few whips, she was forced into a corner.

The screams here could 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. What the hell is the logic behind this?"

Dou Qing was so excited that his eyes were bloodshot. He didn't want to care about the ridicule from the other side. He threw away the whip and walked towards Fuyao while pulling his belt.