Yueniang can become the first person in "Liuyunli", naturally, it is not only because of her beauty. She can sing songs, play music, play tricks, and put on stanzas.
She felt that she should have dealt with most of the people, from the butcher who slaughtered the pigs and the sheep to the son of the noble family, but when she met these two messing around, she really had nothing to do.
She cried and cried, hinted, and begged for mercy. Even her heart of stone should be softened at this moment. Who would have guessed that this young master seemed to be loose, but this man still refused to forgive.
Later, her anger also came up, and she scolded her brows while crying: "You are really indifferent, how can the master not speak, the servant will make his own decisions! Your master and mistress have spent the night, it is impossible. Would you like to stick around like this next to you?"
In He Mulan's heart, 120,000 I'm sorry for this prostitute, but the show has to do enough: "You can't even satisfy the servants, so how can you satisfy the master? Don't ask for fifty taels of gold if you don't serve well, if you can't sing ten Bamo, I demolished your house!"
The third person at the door heard the movement inside and knew that this person was about to make a big commotion, so he hurriedly stepped out and joined the people brought by Ren Yiyi and a few others from the Prefect's Mansion to prevent Hua Mulan from being at a loss.
He Mulan and A Danzhuo were harassing and harassing the prostitute. The four people outside the door suddenly yelled at them. Yueniang was overjoyed when she heard the sound outside, and when He Mulan rushed to the door, she suddenly opened the two doors to take a look. , A rather cautious middle-aged man was talking to the four people at the door, followed by a large group of men with big arms and round waists.
When He Mulan and A Danzhuo saw them coming, not only were they not afraid, but they were secretly happy.
Finally got these people here!
Fighting is much easier than recruiting women!
He Mulan immediately glared at him and shouted: "What's the matter, this guest is drinking with a prostitute and listening to music, and he has to invite a thug to sing along?"
The four saw the door open and took a step back. A Danzhuo stayed in the house, leaving He Mulan alone to deal with everyone outside the door. Not that he was afraid to go out and fight,
Instead, I believe that Aunt Hua will not suffer here.
Yueniang stopped crying after the unreasonable servant went out, and raised her sleeves to wipe her tears. The red sleeve fell down, revealing one of Sai Xue's bright wrists. The red-clothed and white-skinned A-Danzhuo couldn't keep his eyes open.
Yueniang was also afraid in her heart. The girl did not serve the guests well, and even caused the guests to make trouble. Even if they were wrong, they would be punished later. So she could only try her best to please the "young master" and invite him to go out and intercede:
"Langjun can't let Yueniang go this time? Although I can't sing... sing the eighteen touches, but if you teach me, I can barely learn..."
The problem is that I don't know what 18 touches are!
Adanzhuo showed a distressed look.
"Langjun, is Langjun intending to harm me?"
Seeing A Danzhuo's expression, Yueniang suddenly felt sad, "Is that sister asking you to play tricks on me like this? Is it Yuniang or Wanniang? Could it be Qingqing?"
Adanzhuo also felt a little sorry for the girl, and the girl was really humble to them, so he scratched his head and said earnestly: "It's not that someone asked us to harm you. It's just my family flower... Follow me, she has a weird temper."
"Can't Langjun drive him out?" Yueniang moved her lotus steps lightly and leaned over, "I promise, I will let Langjun spend a night tonight..."
She leaned in and kissed Adanzhuo, put her face on his face and exhaled like a blue:
"… a merry night."
When she stood there, Adanzhuo felt that her whole body was beautiful everywhere, and she always exuded the natural temptation of a woman. But when she really leaned up, Adanzhuo didn't feel much, and didn't think she was more beautiful than standing there.
The woman kissed him, and his first reaction was to wipe the saliva from his face, and sniffed it close to his hand.
Yueniang felt an itch in her heart by this teasing action, and said that she had made a mistake. This young man is actually a veteran of the entertainment industry and knew how to communicate with each other.
Who knew that he did open his mouth, but instead of licking the palm, he opened his mouth and said, "Girl, is it snot or tears that are stuck on my face?"
Yueniang clutched her chest and snorted, and almost didn't mention it in one breath.
As soon as Adanzhuo thought that the woman had left the spittle on his face, he felt uncomfortable. He took a few steps to the Qin and put on his fur coat, scratching his head.
"I didn't stay with you overnight. I paid a golden leaf in advance. It should be enough to hear you sing. It seems that there is a fight outside, I'll go take a look."
He took a few steps, suddenly thought of something, and turned around again.
"Soak a twig in water, bite it softly and wipe your teeth, the saliva will have no taste. Just using salt is useless. I also arrived at the flower... Ouch, what do I tell you about this!"
He also seemed to feel that something was wrong, slapped his forehead, pushed open the door, and walked out.
'Ah, what a hate! '
Yueniang's breath was stagnant in her heart, and it had gradually dissipated. As soon as Adanzhuo's words added fuel to the fire, her breath did not ease, her eyes rolled over, and she fainted.
Adanzhuo pushed open the door and came out, stunned for a moment.
Three people lay down on the ground, and Aunt Hua stepped on a capable man and was talking to Mother Mo. Mother Mo seems to have been holding back her temper, and has no resentment at the man on the ground being stepped on, but Adanzhuo still found that her hand was always behind her back, and she didn't know what it meant.
Seeing A-Danzhuo coming out, the man on the ground immediately shouted, "This young master, this young master, take care of your servants! It's a place where you are so hot to have fun! This is not a loss of you. face?"
He Mulan stepped hard, and the man couldn't shout any more. "Glara" sounded in his throat. Only then did Mother Mo become anxious and pointed to the group of thugs behind her:
"What are you doing standing still! Save people!"
A Danzhuo bowed slightly, drew his heavy sword, and raised his hands in front of him. In Dawei, it was common for someone with a certain status to wear a sword. Although his sword was slightly larger, considering his stature, it was not very eye-catching. But now when the sword is drawn, everyone feels that something is wrong.
No one is having fun with this, and keep it handy at all times!
Wasn't it intentional to pick things up
He Mulan had always regarded this thug in the lead as an ordinary person, because he squeezed forward with a strange smile as soon as he came up, so she knocked him down as a chicken that "killed chickens to warn monkeys", and Stepping on him made him unable to roll over.
Of course he also wanted to attack her legs or something else, but He Mulan's feet on his lower back used a bit of force, she was sure that not only could he not fight back, he didn't even have the strength to lift his fingers.
The waist and eyes of the back waist are also the key points of people, and the upper body will be soft when pressed.
Mother Mo didn't seem to care about him before until her feet started to strain.
Since this man might be an important person, when the group of thugs commanded by Mother Mo rushed over, He Mulan immediately made another move.
She took her foot from the man's waist and stepped directly on his head.
"The last time I used force was at Changsheng Hotel. That time, its aisle broke a hole." She laughed provocatively. "You said, is your head harder, or is the wood in the aisle harder?"
Mother Mo's roaring voice suddenly fell silent. Her eyes darkened and her face turned pale. And the man at He Mulan's feet had been crushed by the feet above his head, unable to breathe, his head tilted and he fainted.
Mother Mo gave a nervous "ah", and He Mulan was also taken aback. But she immediately realized that the person under her feet was not trampled to death by him...
She hasn't tried yet.
Mother Mo's face was pale, she pushed back the people around her, and asked her directly:
"What is the purpose of coming here, please tell me bluntly. The slaves have been in charge of this place for eight years, and they believe that they have never forced a good person to be a prostitute. It's just a matter of raising your hand, but there are still dozens of bitter people in the slave house, and they will really live a life inferior to beasts in the future."
She Ying Ying bowed.
"If you have any requests, please mention them directly."
"You said you didn't do anything wrong, I don't think so." He Mulan sneered, but did not put down her feet.
"The slave does not understand what this strong man means."
"Let me ask you, there is a strong man here, known as 'Lai Hou', is he here?"
As soon as He Mulan spoke, Mother Mo couldn't help but glance at the man under her feet.
He Mulan came out of the criminal police team anyway. Even if he was just a forensic doctor, he saw a lot of them. He immediately put down his feet and pulled the man up like a broken doll.
"If you step through the iron shoes, there is nowhere to find it, and it takes no effort to get it."
She grabbed his front and pointed. "This is Lai Hou? Well, you don't have to answer me, I can see from your face."
Mother Mo's face has changed from pale to ashen.
A-Danzhuo didn't know how Aunt Hua had guessed it. He admired her very much in his heart. He Mulan threw him back, and Ren Si and A-Dan Zhuo immediately picked him up. Ren Si carried a rope in his arms and immediately Taking it out and tying him tightly, Adanzhuo put the heavy sword across his neck.
"This young master, you should draw your sword and put it down. He is already dizzy. If he wakes up and doesn't know that the sword is moving around his neck, wouldn't he be wronged?"
Mother Mo's face was blue, but she could only persuade him gently.
Adanzhuo looked at He Mulan in embarrassment.
"Mother Mo cares about Lai Hou?" He Mulan was quite surprised, because Lai Hou seemed to be in his early thirties, but Mother Mo could clearly see that she was a woman in her forties.
The prostitutes are turned upside down day and night, and their physical strength and youth are overdrawn, and women age very quickly.
She couldn't help thinking about Mother Mo and Lai Hou's love between men and women, but Mother Mo closed her eyes and knelt down.
"The slaves treat him as a younger brother. The slaves have no relatives, and only this little friendship is involved. It's just that he is not the real brother of the slaves after all. If you really kill him, the slaves can't do anything to you."
While mum Mo said soft words, she wished He Murando chatted a little with her.
She had already used gestures to ask the magistrate of Jiang to come to the rescue field quickly. In the past few years, there have been cases where Lai Hou was not in the building. When encountering a tough idea, she was always entangled while asking the servants to find rescue soldiers.
He Mulan didn't know that she was planning to slow down, but she was impatient to be so stiff. The four of them tied Lai Hou tightly, Adanzhuo supported him, and the three of them walked towards the stairs.
"These brave men, how did Lai Hou provoke you all?" Mother Mo took a few steps on her knees, "Slave, let's see if there is a remedy..."
"You said that you have never forced a good person to be a prostitute, and you have never done anything wrong..." He Mulan bent and stared into her eyes.
"Let me ask you, do you know the widow of the Zhang family, the poor woman whose family was destroyed by Lai Hou and who died without a whole body!"
Mother Mo was still aggrieved at first, but when she heard He Mulan's words, her lips trembled: "Slave... I don't know what you said..."
"I don't know, or I know." He Mulan took Lai Hou out. She knew that some people to meet people would come soon.
"What I have here are the means..."
"Zhang's wife is not dead!"
Mother Mo was taken aback by the ruthlessness in He Mulan's mouth.
"...Let him tell the truth. Hey, what did you say?" Before He Mulan could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Mother Mo's cry. When she came to her senses, she immediately grabbed onto Mother Mo's shoulder!
"what do you know!"
***
Zhang Li married into the Zhang family at the age of sixteen, but she had no choice but to suffer. Her husband died in an accident after only five years of marriage. At that time, her child was less than three years old, her mother-in-law was unkind, and her aunt was a gossip. She always said that she killed her husband, and even her son became a life-threatening ghost.
Her husband's family is a big family. Her mother-in-law gave birth to five sons and two daughters, and she has no shortage of children and grandchildren. She originally married and had a tiled house to cover herself. There were several acres of thin fields in the family. Not difficult.
Unexpectedly, it was because of the rumors of "Kefke's father" that she was persecuted step by step. Not only did she not receive respect after being a widow for several years, but it became a proof of her guilty conscience.
She was bullied, and her son was bullied too. She couldn't find a tenant to farm in her family's Botian, and other relatives in the family were unwilling to take up the matter. After a few years, Zhang Li gritted her teeth and sold the family's Botian regardless of her husband's house. Before he could react, he took the child into the city in the name of "visiting relatives" and took refuge in his brother.
Naturally, her husband's family also came to make trouble, but her brother is a fool. Whenever people make trouble, they stand at the door with chisels and wooden knives for carpentry work. Her husband's family is used to bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, and they want to die. Come on A few times when she found out that she almost died, she considered herself unlucky and divided up the house her husband had built, never mentioning Bo Tian again, and even removed the names of their mother and son from the clan.
Since then, Mr. Zhang Li bought a loom with the cloth and brass from the farm, and raised a lot of chickens. Every day, he spun and weaved cloth, and he had a child. Life was better, at least not as good as in The mother-in-law was upset.
Later, she heard that Master Ciku in Bao'en Temple would teach children from poor families to read and write. She tried her best to ask her brother to send her children to Bao'en Temple, and from then on she learned things from Master Ciku.
She didn't worry that her son really became a monk. The Zhang family had already removed Bin'er from the clan.
His brother was a craftsman, so he often went out to work. Later, he offended Lai Hou because of his carpentry work, and he came to the house to make trouble a few times. Her sister-in-law was timid and was so frightened that she took the child to hide at her parents' house, but she was seen several times, so she buried the calamity.
She shouldn't have thought that Lai Hou was a friend of her brother who came to the house and went out to bring water and snacks, and she caused trouble for her brother and herself.
"Fairy Wood"
Then His Majesty ordered the monks to return to the secular world. At first, she just had the idea of "repaying kindness with kindness" and asked her son to send some fast food to Master Ke Ciku, but Jiang county magistrate even searched Baoen Temple later, and Master Ciku couldn't hide. I only went to the East's house to hide for a few days, and the West's house to hide for a few days.
Lai Hou came to beg her but she refused, staring at her house all day long. As soon as Master Ciku came to her house to hide, he found out immediately, came to deceive her, and asked her to sign a marriage contract with him obediently and be him 's concubine.
When he originally came to ask for marriage, he also hoped that she would be his wife, but now she has become a concubine. She didn't agree at first, and she won't agree now.
What happened next was just a nightmare.
Mrs. Zhang Li was locked in the corner, not moving or speaking, huddled in a ball, like a scared bitch.
The days in prison can no longer be described by darkness.
She was originally a clean woman, and even though she was a widow at home, she still had a lot of clean, absolutely decent clothes. But as soon as she got to the prison, the villains in the prison tore her clothes to shreds. She had no clean mattress, only a mass of brown straw was left, and that was her mattress.
She could only urinate in any corner of the ventilated prison, and no one took the toilet away. Every time she is convenient, there are always disgusting people around to watch.
There are not many women in the prison, probably all of them committed suicide. She was going to be stripped of her clothes as soon as she came in, and she was beaten with a hip stick to "kill power", but for some unknown reason, she was taken away as soon as the jailers shredded her clothes.
But this does not mean that her nightmare has begun to end, on the contrary, her nightmare has just begun.
In order to get the confession that Master Ciku lived in the houses of believers in turn, they stabbed countless bamboo sticks all over her body, which made her heart-breaking pain when she touched her body, and she couldn't even sit or lie down.
They did their best to tie in those hidden places, not bloody, but piercing to the core. They stabbed bamboo sticks in her armpits, legs, between her fingernails, and even sex.
Physical pain is second, and the most unbearable is the pain of being insulted. She often cried all night long, wanted to go on a hunger strike, and wanted to hit the wall, but in the end, she could only endure it for the sake of her child.
She knew that she could not die because of her sin, and her son was so old that he knew how to read and write, and they couldn't catch her any guilt.
What is she afraid of? Her innocence has been ruined since she was thrown into this prison. Everyone knows what happens to a woman in prison. While she was turning into sludge, she had turned into wood and stone. Anyone who can get in touch with her can feel a sense of frustration.
But she still has an aura that keeps her alive. Some prison guards did various things to her when she was brought up for trial, and she would struggle to the death, or bite others with her teeth. She still remembered that she had never received a hip cane when she came in, and she relied on the reason why she did not receive a hip cane to protect herself.
It must be Master Ciku and kind-hearted believers protecting her. Maybe the magistrate here has not dared to cause death. All in all, every time she is touched or sucked by those unreasonable jailers, she will It will fight like a female leopard, screaming shrilly.
This caused her to lose a lot of teeth. When she screamed, those black holes appeared like this, and sometimes a bloody smile appeared.
Sometimes the blood came from herself, sometimes from the people who fought her.
"Fuck him!" At this time, Mrs. Zhang Li's eyes were surprisingly bright, "Anyway, they didn't dare to let me die!"
Gradually, the jailers rarely provoke this unfortunate woman.
Although she is really beautiful and has a very plump figure, no matter how beautiful a woman is, she will not be able to maintain her beauty for long after being thrown here.
Today's Zhang Li is no longer able to hide his ugliness. His torn clothes like cloth strips are wrapped around him, giving off a terrible sour smell. His socks are long gone, and his dark feet are dragging on the darker ground. . Her most attractive motherhood and tenderness had long since turned into a kind of sternness and indifference, the kind of hard part that men don't want to touch.
The guards stopped touching her, but began to take pleasure in humiliating her.
"Look, the ugly bastard with no teeth!"
"You must be smelly! How long has it been since you showered?"
"Your son is about to starve to death, your brother, since you were arrested, he has been guilty of injustice every day, and was beaten and thrown out of the city. I don't know if he died, hahaha..."
She can ignore the mockery and malice of her beauty and tranquility. Because she knows that there is such a parental official, and his subordinates must be villains and some bad people. But those rumors and jokes about her relatives, whether they are true or false, gnawed at her heart like poisonous insects, snakes and ants.
The jailers brought new bad news. The emperor ordered that all the people who had shielded the monks should be put to death. Her son didn't know where to flee to, but she was sure to die.
The prophecy that she would die made her despair with no way out. She became like a trapped beast, praying every day that death would come soon. The "good man" still exists.
At least she thought so.
How can fate be so kind, what is it to be pitiful to play with and be abused? What's really scary is the desperation that all comes to an end after you discover what your only hope is.
Yes, she didn't die, she was saved by the "good man".
But all the suffering she suffered was precisely because of this person.
He is the beginning and the end of everything.
that villain.
***
Zhang Li was later placed in a "dark room" in Liu Yunli, a "dark room" dedicated to dealing with dishonest girls. There is no sunlight all year round, and all kinds of things are piled up on the floor that make people seem completely clueless.
There's bedding to sleep on, but there's enough marks on it to make any woman blush; there's clean clothes, there's a mirror - though she knocks it over at the sight of that horrific lunatic face.
She was well cared for, washed, changed clothes, given medicine, and when she didn't speak, she was the same as before, except for the teeth that could never be replaced.
Zhang Li was no longer resisting like in prison, as if everything had been pulled away from her body. She is at the mercy of others, and no one will make her humiliated and angry.
Ridiculous fate and damn good intentions have tortured her. The future and the world will draw appalling conclusions about all of her experiences.
She no longer runs away from anything, and no longer fears anything. Her son has escaped, her family is broken, and she doesn't even have a face. She doesn't think that she was brought here by that villain to be a concubine.
A prostitute gate, a darkroom for tiaojiao prostitutes.
What awaits her is the most vicious and terrifying revenge.
She has been tortured by her fate. If his son is to live in hatred from now on, it is better to let everyone think she is dead.
No matter what, she was not ready to suffer.
What's so scary about death
She thought so.
But when the door was pushed open, and a tall and slender Xianbei man walked into the door in a light covering, her heart was still beating violently.
The sun-baked man shouted into the room:
"May I ask if Zhang Bin's mother is here? We're here to save you..."
- Mrs Zhang Li involuntarily knelt down while crying.
Until the last moment, no one knows what kind of face fate will open to you.
The redemption she had been waiting for turned out not to be a kind-hearted believer, nor the jealousy of the magistrate Jiang, nor the kindness of the villain.
Even if you don't know anything, you can become a Buddha with a single thought.
She seems to have seen the real Buddha in hell.
***
He Mulan asked her own people to control Lai Hou, forcing Mother Mo to find the room where the "death prisoner" was hidden. Mother Mo seemed to know that she was only here for a woman and was relieved, and then showed the expression that the hot potato finally had a place to solve it.
He Mulan looked at the inconspicuous wooden door and slowly pushed it open.
The room was very dark, so after his eyes got used to the dim light, He Mulan saw a figure kneeling on his knees in the dark room...
As if praying in the dark.
The author has something to say: there is one more update, code now. Well, the next update of this map is over.
small theater:
Damn, as a hardcore writer called "Prayers Under the Gallows", I took great pains to put my name in. Especially this old saying, drop! Fantasy is okay. In ancient times, beheadings were all beheadings. This kind of thing is too gentle, meow!
He Mulan: ... the implantation is too hard, get out of the negative score.