Xiao Er hurriedly ordered the wine and food that Jiang Banxia wanted on the table, and brought a pot of wine for two meat and two vegetables.

Jiang Banxia said some good things and coaxed Yang Yiqing to have a lively and lively meal, and in the afternoon, the three of them stayed in the house to cover their heads to make up for sleep, and when they woke up again, it was already the willow tops on the moon.

"Boss, can we do this?" He Qiao leaned and pulled the coarse cloth on his body, and looked at Yang Yiqing, who was pretending to be a scholar.

Why is there such a big difference between people?

Jiang Banxia glanced at He Qiaoyi, she carefully tied the steel needles arranged in a row from small to large on the table with strips of cloth to her legs, and then inserted the dagger back into her waist.

These murder weapons flashed in the candlelight, and Yang Yiqing, who was watching it, was covered with goosebumps, and he asked: "I have already crossed the knife on my waist, why do I still hide it on my body... So many hidden weapons? ”

These things must be considered hidden weapons, right? Yang Yiqing used his imagination when he read the book.

"For the sake of insurance, I can save you if something happens." Jiang Banxia stuck the row of sharp blades on the table into the bracer again, and she turned her wrist to ensure that these murder weapons would not fall.

Jiang Banxia's words stunned Yang Yiqing, is this gambling house terrible? Do you want people to be so guarded?

The three of them cleaned up and down the house, Yang Yiqing dressed up as a rich son, and Jiang Banxia and He Qiaoyi acted as guards.

As soon as you go out, anyone has to say that it is like that.

"Lord Yang, be natural." Jiang Banxia reminded in the back: "You are a rich boy now, there is no need to keep your face shut." ”

Yang Yiqing, who was still walking very freely, suddenly felt that his hands and feet were not his own, so he took out the fan on his waist and fanned it awkwardly.

In the daytime, the street where the Kaiyuan gambling house is located, the shops are closed, and at night it is a completely different picture, full of red sleeves and swaggering, there are thousands of bright corner lamps lit alone, and the bright corner lights pass through the rope from the top of the head, shining like the day.

- It turns out that this is a flower street.

He Qiao took a deep breath obscenely, and he said, "Is this a fairyland?" The streets are full of incense! ”

"Wonderland?" Jiang Banxia seemed to have heard something funny, and she said: "This is the fairyland of the rich and the hell of the poor. ”

As if in order to fulfill her words, a tragedy of selling his wife was staged in front of a brothel in front of her, and the woman's crying shook the sky.

"Since everyone is sold, don't hurry up! Crying and crying in front of our door. The old mother stood at the door and said proudly: "What a bad luck! ”

The turtle husband on both sides insisted on separating the two, the woman was dragged into the flower building, and the woman's husband was dragged to the ground.

The man struggled and shouted, "I will definitely save enough money to ransom people!" ”

"Just you?" The old mother sneered: "Don't lose next time, you won't even have any clothes left." ”

As soon as the old mother waved her hand, a turtle man immediately stepped forward to drive the man out, and scolded him while rushing back: "Don't affect our business!" ”

Yang Yiqing saw such a human tragedy for the first time, and he stepped forward to help this man ask for an explanation.

"Lord Yang." Jiang Banxia called Yang Yiqing in a cold voice: "What can you help?" ”

"I..." Yang Yiqing was asked, he didn't seem to be able to help anything, and after thinking for a long time, he blushed and said, "I can... Ransom people out with money. ”

In the end, Yang Yiqing's voice was so small that it was inaudible.

"Lord Yang? What do you do at home? He Qiaoyi suddenly asked, "Mo doesn't sell salt?" Got money and nowhere to spend? ”

Yang Yiqing's face was flushed when he was said.

"Saving a person is not saving people, but harming people." Jiang Banxia said calmly: "Besides, if you save her once, can you save her for a lifetime?" ”

"Will you redeem her so that you can marry her? Or can it give her a stable life? Jiang Banxia asked slowly, "Do you want to continue to return it to her husband?" ”

He Qiao Yihe said: "Yes, this kind of thing happens every day, besides, the woman's husband obviously sold her for gambling, you saved the person and didn't arrange it, if you return it to her husband, at most let the family sell it again, maybe people still annoy you." ”

Jiang Banxia and He Qiaoyi, who live at the bottom, have seen a lot of such things, these people all sell their wives and daughters or pawn them to others, they are not because they have no money but because they are lazy, they sell their daughters, pawn their wives, and they can still extort a sum of money from the buyer when they have no money.

Such small people's cases are accepted by the yamen every day, and they are not uncommon.

"What's more, the government admits that the method of selling wives due to poverty and illness has been written into the law last year." Jiang Banxia seemed to sneer: "This article was approved by the cabinet." ”

In other words, Yang Yi cleared the person and bought it back, and he couldn't do anything for this woman, let alone punish the buyer and seller.

"Even if I die poor in the future, I will not sell my wife and daughter!" He Qiaoyi immediately continued: "The people in the cabinet are all crazy, how can this kind of law be allowed to pass?" Why don't they sell their wives and daughters! ”

Jiang Banxia sneered and said: "So, there is no reason for us to save this woman, even if we save it once, there will be a next time, unless we can give her a place to live." ”

Otherwise, it will hurt this woman again and again.

Her face was cold, but her heart was filled with infinite sourness, not knowing whether it was for herself or for the woman who had been sold.

"That's right, if we buy her, there will be others, we can't buy all of them." He Qiao sighed: "How can everyone be saved." ”

"But then this woman's husband is also ruthless, and he even sold his wife to such a place in order to sell more money." He Qiao said with a stumbling voice: "When you come to this kind of place, you have to be a lowly person, and after giving birth to a son, you will be a turtle for generations, and if you give birth to a daughter, you will be a prostitute for generations." ”

"If you have a little conscience, selling to a widower who doesn't have a wife can be regarded as a way to survive." He Qiao sighed.

Hearing this, Yang Yiqing was stunned, and his mind was blank.

"Lord Yang, don't blame yourself, you can still have a life in the flower building." He Qiaoyi comforted: "This is not the worst, the worst thing is that they were sold to the border prostitute camp, and those who were sold there were called miserable." ”

Yang Yiqing's world has suddenly changed dramatically, and he has never known about these human sufferings from a wealthy family, but now he only feels that his heart has been pinched.

"Let's go." Jiang Banxia said softly: "No matter how late it is, it won't be enough." ”

Jiang Banxia looked coldly at this brightly lit street, in her eyes, this was not another hell, and the idea of 'living' in her heart took root and tied her tightly.

If it weren't for Cao Alcohol, she would probably have become one of these women.

Yang Yiqing took two steps, he suddenly stopped, and asked directly, "If I want to change all this, what should I do?"

"Change?" He Qiaoyi seemed to have heard some joke: "Lord Yang, what you say is the same as laughing, let's not take it too seriously." ”

"I'm not joking." Yang Yiqing's eyes were serious.

Jiang Banxia looked up at Yang Yiqing, her eyes reflected this bold young man, she said: "If you want to change, you have to stand on the head of that group of people, and you have to let this group of hard-working people stand up on their own, otherwise no matter how much change you have, it will be useless." ”

"I see." Yang Yiqing replied softly.