Fang Pan had a pair of arms as thick as ordinary people's thighs, a bare chest covered with black hair, a circled beard, and big red eyes, which scared the guests who had pinched the red and scaly bodies before.

"You, who are you......"

Before the guest finished speaking, he saw Fang Pan's right hand reach, like catching a chicken, and lifted it into the air.

The urn roared angrily: "You old bastard, you dare to bully Yinghong? ”

But it turned out that this guest was already with white temples, no wonder Yinghong didn't fall in love with this person back then, and there should be a difference of nearly 20 years between the two.

The status of women in the Qinglou has declined very quickly, and even the top girls can only be popular for three or four years.

After that, it was not as good as the year.

In addition, the girls in the Qinglou debuted relatively early, and they started picking up customers at the age of fifteen or sixteen, and when they were thirty years old like Yinghong now, they were already considered to be old and yellow.

"Don't, otherwise Mama Hong will blame you again and deduct your monthly money."

The fifty-year-old guest was frightened by Fang Pan's momentum, and before he could say anything, the ragged red had already rushed forward and hugged Fang Pan's arm, preventing him from making a move.

When the old guest heard this, he immediately became bold, "This is Liuxiang Pavilion, who are you who dare to disturb Uncle Ben's good deeds?"

Still not letting go?

Otherwise, Uncle Ben will find Mama Hong, and you look good! ”

Fang Pan has a tendon, has a short temper, and is about to start beating people immediately.

But Yinghong hugged his elbow to death, and Fang Pan didn't dare to push too hard, and for a while the room was deadlocked, and there was a lot of noise.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

After a while, a shrill voice suddenly came from outside.

Then, I saw a middle-aged woman in her forties, wearing heavy makeup, and crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, walking into the room quickly.

Behind her, there were also a few rough women and hired thugs.

"Fangpan, it's you again!" As soon as the middle-aged woman entered the house, she looked around, and understood what was going on, "You fell in love with Yinghong, if you have money, you can quickly buy it and raise it yourself, if you don't have money in your hand, don't let Yinghong pick up customers!"

Mama and I have hundreds of people under my hands, big and small, the big ones have to be dressed, and they have to be high-end goods, and the food can't be bad.

The small ones need to be trained by a special master in order to learn things and make a name for themselves in the future.

Which one doesn't cost money?

If every girl doesn't pick up customers, you let my wife drink the northwest wind! ”

"She is not feeling well." Fang Pan lowered his head, let go of the old man, and clenched his fists tightly.

"She's not feeling well again, you say, she's been unwell for a few days this month?" The middle-aged woman screamed.

"Mama Hong, it's me who is not good, don't blame Brother Pan." Yinghong hurriedly got up and bowed.

The middle-aged woman frowned, still complaining, but her voice slowed down significantly, "Your body is becoming more and more useless day by day." ”

Yinghong lowered her head, tears sliding down the corners of her eyes.

"You." Mama Hong stepped forward and slapped Ying Hong's shoulder hard, "How many young merry talents, sons of honorable people, or big men with thousands of dollars in money were willing to pay a high price to redeem your life when you were popular?"

Mama, I'm wearing out my mouth, you just don't nod!

said something that didn't fit the eye, and forced those men who only knew how to please and said a few beautiful words to praise Shengsheng, and they forgot what their identity was.

With our background, it is very good to be bought home by a rich man in this life and be a concubine.

Look at what you're looking at now? Speaking of this, Mama Hong glared at Fang Pan fiercely.

Yinghong sobbed and argued: "Brother Pan, he has a good heart, and he treats me sincerely. ”

"It's really a fart, I can't even take out a few dozen taels of silver!" Mama Hong raised her hand and put a heavy emphasis on the door of the red head.

The red head leaned back, and a few bruises were exposed between the white neck.

When Mama Hong saw it, she was stunned.

It just so happened that Fang Pan also looked at it at this time, staring at the old man with big red eyes.

The old man instinctively shrank back, but when he came back to his senses, he suddenly straightened his waist and shouted: "Mama Hong, I was doing a good deed with Yinghong, this guy just kicked open the door and suddenly broke in......"

"Shut up!" Where did Mama Hong see the wound on Yinghong's neck and didn't know what was going on?

The old man was stunned and said loudly: "I am a guest at the door, how can you do this to me?" Aren't you afraid that I'll publicize today's events? ”

Mama Hong didn't answer, took a few steps forward, tore open the placket of the red clothes, and saw that the red and snow-white chest was covered with pinching marks.

When Fang Pan saw it, a thick look of pain appeared in his eyes.

Panting, he was about to lose his anger and was about to punch someone.

"Do you want to have a reputation in the Lingering Fragrance Pavilion?" The old man subconsciously moved away from the square plate and shouted again.

"Get out!"

Mama Hong suddenly turned around and shouted at the old man.

The old man was startled at first, but then he was about to jump to his feet and roar back.

However, Mama Hong's next words made his face pale and wilted, "The surname is Pang, do you really think you are still the same you were more than ten years ago?"

At that time, you were rich and powerful, and you had a wide range of contacts, and Liuxiang Pavilion opened its doors to do business, and it was not good to offend you.

But now you have lost all your family wealth, it's just a broken household, the old lady borrowed ten dares from you, you dare to go out and say a bad word about Liuxiang Pavilion to give it a try? ”

Seeing that the man surnamed Fang suddenly turned into a frosted eggplant, Mama Hong sneered, "You sold your own son to the prostitution money you came here today, right?" ”

"You, how do you know?" Fang snorted and said, he is old and has a son, and he originally spoiled his son like a baby.

But as he squandered it day by day, he lost all his wealth, and his son, who is now only six or seven years old, has become a saleable commodity in his eyes.

"Get out!"

Mama Hong roared, "In the whole capital, there is nothing that can hide from the ears of the old lady, you have to remember, out of this door, if the old lady hears that you have said something bad about Liuxiang Pavilion, then the time will be ...... Oh, I forgot to tell you that Fang Pan is a executioner who has a record in the Criminal Department, and he specializes in cutting off people's heads. ”

The man surnamed Fang's legs trembled when he heard this, he didn't even care about wearing clothes, he bent down and picked it up, and escaped from the room as if he was flying.

"Xiexie Red Mama." Yinghong stepped forward and whispered.

"Don't thank me!" Mama Hong looked at Yinghong, hating that iron could not become steel, "You are born with a tendon in the elm head, and you can't open it in this life." ”

"I heard that Yinglu also went." Yinghong suddenly looked up and said.

Mama Hong is a stagnant.

Back then, Yinglu and Yinghong were the top girls in the same batch of Liuxiang Pavilion, but the two chose differently.

Yinghong has been staying in the green building.

And Yinglu nodded and was bought home by a rich old man.

In addition to Yinglu, there are actually a few girls, but a few others died earlier.

Mama Hong suddenly sighed, her face was complicated, if you really compare, Yinghong is the most haode one.

In fact, she also knows that when a man comes to the Qinglou to buy a woman back, the picture is a freshness, and when the freshness is over for a while, he will either throw it aside casually, or give it away directly.

They don't treat them as human beings at all.

But throughout the ages, how many women who have gone out of the Qinglou can have a good end?

"Well, I can't talk about you."

Mama Hong's face turned cold again, "But the rules in the pavilion can't be messed up, as long as you are still a girl in the pavilion, you can't fail to accept guests!"

Otherwise, if it gets out, who will obey the girls in the pavilion in the future? ”

"Mama Hong, Yinghong is really uncomfortable." Fang Pan hurriedly pleaded.

"That's good, don't say that Mama I'm cold-blooded, I don't talk about any affection, when Yinghong was the top girl, she also made a lot of money in the pavilion, I will give you another ten days, and within ten days, I will not arrange Yinghong to pick up guests again."

Speaking of this, Mama Hong's words changed, "But if after ten days, you still can't get the money to redeem Yinghong, then don't blame Mama for being ruthless!" ”

After that, Mama Hong glanced at her red belly coldly, and turned around and left with everyone.

Frightened by that look, she instinctively protected her hands on her lower abdomen.

Fang Pan's heart also tightened suddenly.

"Crimson."

"Brother Pan, what should I do, that's thirty taels of silver."

"Don't worry." Fang Pan took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and comforted Yinghong, "I used to save a lot, and if I take a few more jobs in the past few days, I can almost make up enough......"

It was pitch black outside, and a thin figure hung upside down on a beam not far away.

Everything that happened here before can be seen clearly.

The figure whispered softly, ten days?

Cutting off a person's head, but you can only get a hundred big money, and in ten days, how many heads do you have to cut to save enough?

With that, the figure put his hand on the eaves and climbed onto the roof.

Then a few ups and downs, that is, left the Lingering Fragrance Pavilion.

After the figure left the Liuxiang Pavilion, the purpose was very clear, and after a while, he came to a small courtyard with white silk hanging in front of him.

In the small courtyard, a few candles were lit, and there was a faint cry of sorrow.

The figure looked left and right, there was no one around, came to the back door of the small courtyard, bent his legs, and then suddenly rose from the ground, jumped over the wall, and fell straight into the courtyard.

Then he quietly moved to the front yard, and without taking a few steps, he heard low sobs and scolding in the front yard.

"God doesn't have long eyes, let our family's Yu'er leave so early."

It turned out that in the small courtyard, there was a mourning hall, and a man and a woman were sitting there to keep watch.

The woman was about forty years old, dressed in a cotton skirt, with a sad expression, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her mouth was full of words.

The man lowered his head, his expression was also sad, but he was silent.

Only the shoulders will simmer from time to time.

"It's all your fault, I have to let our daughter go to Huaiwangfu to do things."

"Otherwise, how could he be killed by King Huai?"

"My daughter."

The middle-aged woman kept scolding, but the man was silent.

"That King Huai is really a, sooner or later, he won't die well!"

It wasn't until the middle-aged woman began to curse King Huai that the man shouted in a panic: "You want to die, King Huai is something you can scold?" ”