Chapter 439: When I first explored Nanshi, I saw a black heart

Bianjing City, Nanshi.

This is the paradise of Goolan tile city, and it is also the largest gold cave in the entire Song Dynasty.

Goulan, in the larger cities of the Song Dynasty, often gathered from all over the world storytelling, singing, all kinds of artists from all over the world.

These places were once symbols of the economic and cultural development of the Great Song Dynasty, but at the same time, they were often the places with the highest concentration of dark spots.

There are storytellers and singers, which are just external highlights to attract rich people to sell money. What really makes many people linger is actually the green mansions, tea shops, prostitution houses, and brothels hidden behind them.

In such a feudal society, women had no way but to rely on men. The vast majority of the women who fell into the wind and moon field were forced by life, and they had to find such a way to survive. They are abandoned outside of etiquette and morality, and they are a special group that is still aggrieved by poetry and wine.

However, not all the women in the Qinglou who entered this light-lit place and the green shadow candlelight were forced. One of the reasons why some of them still make a career out of pornography is to satisfy the greed for material pleasure and the desire for luxury.

However, most of the women in Qinglou are people with excellent color and art, and their ability to survive and compete depends not only on their beauty, but also on their artistic excellence.

What they use to exchange for profit is not only color, but more importantly, art, poetry, songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting have naturally become the capital and sentimental sustenance they are ushering in.

The amorous and superb skills of the Qinglou women not only make many sons forget to return, so under the rendering, touting and admiration of countless scholars and dignitaries who entered Beijing to take the examination, a unique Qinglou culture has been formed in the dark places of Bianjingnan City.

The term Qinglou culture. Liu Xing remembers that when he first met him, he was when he read "All Tang Poems" when he was young in his previous life. I remember that the collection of poems compiled by the Emperor of the Whip Dynasty himself, which collected nearly 50,000 poems written by the Tang people. Among them, there are more than 2,000 songs that are closely related to this green building.

Even a generation of great writers Bai Juyi. He has also written more than 20 poems related to these Qinglou women, which shows that the cultural influence of this Qinglou is profound, and it is not as unbearable as those who in later generations who untied their clothes at every turn, went to bed and lay down, and only thought in their hearts that "the thighs are split, and the wealth is rolling".

It is precisely because of the driving force and influence of Qinglou on the formation of culture that before that, although Liu Xing disdained to come to this kind of place for recreation, he did not treat it as a social tumor to be eradicated.

However, on this day, when Liu Xing was led by the bearded guest, everything he saw and heard after entering the South City. But Liu Xing's heart was resentful from the beginning.

On the green buildings on both sides of the street, many girls relied on the railings and listlessly shouted words of solicitation to the men who came and went on the street.

From time to time, from which Yingying sang and danced, there were women's cries for help and screams, and men's violent scolding and whipping.

"Why is this the scene in this southern city? Didn't those women become prostitutes of their own volition? Why do you cry for help, why are you whipped? ”

After hearing that voice several times in a row, Liu Xing looked sideways at the side of him, and kept introducing himself to the bearded guest who had the characteristics of each green building on the side of the road and asked.

When the bearded guest heard this, he smiled disdainfully and said, "I don't often come to Nanshi when I see you, you are a scholar who only reads sage books and cultivates behind closed doors. Hehe, where are there so many little ladies who are willing to fall and voluntarily become prostitutes! ”

Say this. The bearded guest pretended to look around mysteriously, and then put his mouth to Liu Xing's ear and said, "Those who were beaten and scolded." Most of them were sold to my family officials by the nobles of the Dajin Kingdom in the past. or owed money and food to my senior officials, and were sold by my family to my senior officials. If you are unwilling to learn skills and sell them, you naturally have to teach them a lesson. ”

After listening to his words, Liu Xing understood in his heart: Behind the Qinglou culture is a history of blood and tears, and it seems that all this is true.

Who will be the one who was sold to Chai Guosheng by the golden dog? It must have been before the destruction of Bianjing, the daughter of a large family and the slaves and maids around them, or those good-looking little jasper.

Because Liu Xing knew the taste of the golden dogs very well, although they were vulgar, they would never insult any woman like the invaders from a certain island in the east in the later generations.

Those who don't have looks can't attract them, and most of the people who can stay in the city when the city is broken won't be those women from poor families.

For the poor flee and flee to wherever they are poor. Only those who have a little property will be reluctant to give up that little outside their body when the enemy is present, and stay in the city and finally be blocked, unable to escape if they want to.

And once it falls into this land of green buildings, whether it is everyone's ladies or a small family jasper, I am afraid that from now on I can only live a life that is worse than death and has no daylight.

Judging from Chai Guosheng's actions, he will definitely not be a conscientious boss. I'm afraid that those women who have fallen here, even if they sell themselves to earn more money, will never want to redeem themselves and escape from this fire pit......

There was a slight increase in the resentment towards Chai Guosheng in his heart, and when Liu Xing continued to move forward, he asked the bearded guest: "I heard that there are many gambling houses here, why are they missing?" ”

Hearing this, the bearded guest smiled strangely, raised his hand and pointed to the entrances of several alleys: "If you have seen my family officials later and want to play a few games, just go back and find those little guys standing in front of the alley." They are all the recruits of my family's big officials and eighteen gambling houses. Eighteen casinos will not be open on the street, you will know when the time comes. ”

Gambling houses dare not open openly?

Hearing the words of the bearded guest, Liu Xing had a suspicion in his heart: according to the laws of the Great Song Dynasty, gambling houses can be operated legally, but they need to pay high taxes on time. In the law I promulgated, I did not explicitly deny this kind of rule in the past, and did not forcibly close and crack down on gambling houses.

So why did Chai Guosheng make the gambling house that could have been open to the public so mysterious and had to hide it in the dark?

Just after a little thought, Liu Xing understood. There are only two reasons for him to do things like this. The first is that he doesn't want to pay taxes, and the second is that in his eighteen gambling houses, many game rules are against the laws of the Great Song Dynasty.

Very good, very good! You Chai Guosheng is too good. Not only did they lend usury and force good people to become prostitutes, but they not only colluded with golden dogs and fish and meat people, but also bullied the market and extorted money.

It's not just about opening gambling houses and running green buildings to make black money. You don't even pay the taxes you should pay, it's too black-hearted. You black-hearted thing, wait for the master to see you later, and see how I clean you up. (To be continued.) )