Hearing Chen Yuanyuan's answer, Ren Yingying and Luo Bing couldn't help being startled. Firstly, they didn't expect her not to be angry, and secondly, they were curious about what she meant. Could it be that Song Qingshu is still running a brothel
Thinking of this possibility, the two women looked at Song Qingshu aside with unkind eyes.
Song Qingshu looked embarrassed, hesitated for a while before answering embarrassingly: "In a sense... uh, it can indeed be regarded as my property..."
Before he finished speaking, Ren Yingying's face flushed with anger: "Why do you give birth to a son like this... you do such wicked things!" She originally wanted to say that giving birth to a son would get her in the ass, but when she came to her mouth, she suddenly I feel that this is too vulgar, not to mention that if I and him in the future... wouldn't it be a curse on my son? So I quickly changed my mind.
Luo Bing on the side felt the same way, but she couldn't say anything due to her status. Now that Ren Yingying had spoken, she nodded hurriedly, obviously she also had the same opinion.
After all, this world is different from the later generations. Except for a very few girls who were forced to work in Song Qingshu's previous world, most of the girls in this industry coveted the quick money and easy work in that industry, and went out to work hard. They are young white-collar workers who have worked for more than half a year and haven't been a lady for more than a month, so they naturally know how to choose.
But nowadays, ethics are prevalent in this world, and unless they have to, few people are reduced to prostitution. In a sense, most of those brothel women are poor people.
As women, Ren Yingying and the others inevitably felt sympathetic, that's why they had such a big reaction when they heard that Song Qingshu was also working in this industry.
Song Qingshu smiled wryly and said, "Could it be that in your hearts I'm that kind of big villain who coerces the good into prostitution?"
Seeing that Ren Yingying and Luo Bing nodded together, Song Qingshu's face turned darker: "I can't guarantee other places, but there is no coercion in those brothels under my banner. After all, I don't want to make money through brothels, but I just want to take advantage of the mixed environment of brothels to form an information network."
Only then did Ren Yingying's expression slow down a little, but she still couldn't help snorting: "That sounds nice, so where do you go to find so many women who are willing to wander around?"
Song Qingshu sighed: "Nowadays, in this world of great strife, the world is in chaos. Thousands of families are destroyed every day. I don't know how many orphans and widows are born. How can brothels be short of people?"
"They are already so pitiful, why are you going to take them to the brothel?" Ren Yingying glared at him.
"Compared to starving to death by the side of the road, the ending in the brothel is much better, right?" Song Qingshu replied lightly.
"Starving to death is a small matter of injustice, but for a woman, what is more important than fame?" Ren Yingying obviously disagreed with his logic.
"Yingying, you have been well-clothed and well-fed since you were a child, and you have never tasted the taste of starvation. You must know that when a person is about to starve to death, the feeling that life is worse than death will force him to do anything." Looks good, Song Qingshu paused and his tone softened, "Besides, I am not controlling their fate after saving them, but giving them a chance to choose freely."
"A chance to choose?" Ren Yingying looked at him curiously.
Song Qingshu explained: "Yes, I'm not a philanthropist, and I didn't save them for nothing. I need them to repay their life-saving grace with their labor... Cough, don't look at me with that kind of look. It's not forcing them to go out to pick up guests, but to be a slave girl. From now on, after two or three years, they can choose to leave, or they can choose to stay as noble ladies, or of course they can stay as... "
He didn't finish, but the meaning was already obvious.
"At that time, they must have chosen to leave, who will stay and be...be that something." Ren Yingying blushed slightly, and snorted.
"Miss Ren, you are wrong," Chen Yuanyuan, who had been silent at the side, suddenly said, "You must know that most women have no relatives, and they have no special skills. They left the shelter of the brothel in this troubled world, and their fate is instead It will be even more miserable, so most people are willing to stay in the end."
Ren Yingying looked puzzled, and then remembered that Chen Yuanyuan also lived in a brothel, since she said so, it is probably true.
Compared with Ren Yingying's always superior, Luo Bing has experienced the tempering of life, and gradually understands a little bit.
"And for all brothels, there will be a large number of thugs. One is to protect the safety of the guests, and the other is to deal with those disobedient women..." Chen Yuanyuan frowned slightly, as if recalling some unpleasant experiences, "Many The sisters were also unwilling to accept customers at first, but the brothel will let those thugs... rape them or drug addicts... humiliate them, and take away their most precious things. Yes, I will choose to commit suicide in the end..." She has always been raised as an oiran, but she has never experienced such a tragedy, but it doesn't mean she hasn't seen it, similar things happen almost every day in brothels.
Chen Yuanyuan sighed quietly: "If your brothel can really not force women, it will be a great kindness to those poor people."
Song Qingshu's face turned serious, and he said seriously: "Sister Yuanyuan can rest assured, I swear here that I will never allow them to coerce women, everything is up to voluntary."
"Well, I believe you." During the period of contact with Song Qingshu, Chen Yuanyuan knew that he would not deceive herself about it. As for those women who voluntarily fell into prostitution, she would not be able to control them. Unlike Ren Yingying, living in a brothel is very difficult. After a long period of time, she knew that there are still many women who love leisure and hate work, are greedy for money and fame, and will indeed willingly become prostitutes.
"Then sister Yuanyuan is willing to help now?" Song Qingshu said happily.
"Hmm~" Chen Yuanyuan showed a narrow smile, "I also want to see what's going on in your brothel, and I can monitor whether what you said is true."
"That's no problem. I will give you a Shangfang sword when the time comes. If you find similar behavior, you can ask me!" After experiencing bad news one after another, now there is finally good news. Experience and understanding, with her guidance, He Qing's brothel business will be improved to a higher level, and the information network will be established faster by then.
In the next few days, Luo Bing began to be busy with the preliminary preparations for the formation of the sub-rudder. Chen Yuanyuan was also conceiving a plan to renovate the brothel in the study, and Song Qingshu kept nurturing Ren Yingying's meridians. The rest of the time went out to investigate Huang Rong's news, which was a pity. There is no progress.
Let’s talk about the study in the Rongguo Mansion, Jia Sidao looked at the stubble-faced Guo Jing, and couldn’t help frowning: “During this time, I often don’t see your figure, and the date of the martial arts competition is approaching, how can you win when it’s like this?”
Guo Jing shook his head, with a look of despair: "Compared to Rong'er, winning a martial arts contest is nothing."
Jia Sidao comforted: "I know you care about your wife, but I have already sent people to look for her whereabouts. I believe there will be news soon."
"If there is news soon, it means there is no news yet," Guo Jing, who was always a bit dull, turned his head very quickly at the moment, "No, I'm going to find her." After finishing speaking, he walked out.
Jia Sidao was secretly angry, he had been planning for so long, how could the things he wanted to win be wasted because of a Huang Rong, but he not only used his power on the surface, but even used the intelligence network of Xia Ke Island, but there was still no support for her. As for the whereabouts, in his mind, he had already felt that Huang Rong was in danger, but he hadn't told Guo Jing the truth.
"Why don't you have a wife if you are a man? Even if something happened to Chief Huang, at worst, I will introduce you to a new marriage. If you like it, you can choose any of my daughters, even my daughter. And let you marry a princess..." Before Jia Sidao finished speaking, Guo Jing angrily interrupted:
"That's enough! I only want Rong'er, and any other women are nothing more than chickens and dogs in Guo's eyes."
Jia Sidao was already suffocated by his look of dying, and he couldn't help but sneer when he heard him say this: "So in your heart, my daughter is nothing more than a chicken and a dog. ?”
Guo Jing was taken aback, knowing that he had said something wrong, but at this moment he was restless and didn't want to explain, he cupped his hands and said indifferently: "Guo is a rough person, if there is any offence, I hope Master Jia will take care of it, it's getting late , Mr. Guo is going to inquire about Rong'er, so I will leave."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for the other party to respond, he strode out.
Looking at his leaving back, Jia Sidao finally couldn't help it, stretched out his hand and patted, the Jingdezhen official kiln teacup worth a hundred taels of silver instantly turned into powder: "It's unreasonable, it's unreasonable!"
At this time Liao Yingzhong, the staff member, came out from behind the screen, and said with a wry smile: "Why should my lord tolerate him like this?"
"If you can't bear it, what can you do? Who made him our only candidate for this contest." Jia Sidao's face was gloomy.
"The only one, maybe not," Liao Yingzhong chuckled, "Did my lord forget the replacement recommended by Prince Teng Wang, the commander of the former commander of the palace two days ago?"
"The Wang family and the Murong family are related by marriage, so they will naturally help to speak, but although Murong Fu's reputation in the Jianghu is great, it's just a show." Jia Sidao said coldly.
"As the saying goes, North Qiaofeng, South Murong, I have seen Mr. Murong's martial arts. Although they are not at the level of a master, they are considered outstanding among the younger generation." Liao Yingzhong replied.
"He is outstanding, not to mention Song Qingshu, who is younger than him, he can't catch up with him." Jia Sidao snorted, "Even if it is Wu Tiande, he is not an opponent."
Liao Yingzhong smiled wryly: "That evildoer Song Qingshu, not to mention the younger generation, even if you count the seniors, there are only a handful of people who can beat him. It's normal for Murong Fu to be inferior to him, but the majestic Nan Murong will not be able to beat him all the time. Even the little-known Wu Tiande can't beat him."
Jia Sidao shook his head: "I have seen the two of them take action separately. If there is a fair confrontation, Murong Fu will definitely lose."
Liao Yingzhong said solemnly, "Since my lord said so, it must be right."
Jia Sidao became more and more irritable: "If it is really possible to change people, I don't need to be angry with Guo Jing, a stubborn ass. I see him like this. If Huang Rong is not found, he will not even participate in the martial arts competition."
Liao Yingzhong suddenly said: "My lord, have you forgotten our previous plan against Wu Tiande? Although Murong Fu is not his opponent in a fair fight, what if we also help from the side?"
Jia Sidao's eyes lit up: "Yes, hurry up and invite the King of Beijing to come and discuss!"