I am Da Song

Chapter 84

The sudden sound attracted everyone's attention. Zhao Huan heard the reputation and saw a dozen or so women in fluttering robes standing by the river, waving to him.

Mei Zhili glanced at the place where the voice came from for a moment, frowned, and then replied to Zhao Huan: "The official family is the girl from the brothel next door. Why don't the official family go to Qishengyuan first, and the ministers go to ask their intentions, lest a group of people Lowly and filthy people pollute the eyes of officials."

Zhao Huan silently glanced at the prime minister with disgust and contempt on his face. The deep-rooted class contempt, even in times of national calamity, has not weakened in the slightest, and is still so ugly.

Perhaps because of his background as a commoner in his previous life, Zhao Huan is so disgusted with the disdain these scholar-bureaucrats have for the commoners.

Then Zhao Huan ignored the prime minister's objection, walked over in person, and asked, "What are you looking for?"

When he got closer, Zhao Huan could see clearly that these brothel girls were not actually beauties, on the contrary, several of them were already old and pale, and they had to rely on thick rouge to cover their dry skin and protruding skin. of the cheekbones.

And most of them have nothing to do with their slender figures. After a long period of siege, these people have become thin and skinny. The skin sticks to the bones of the chest, and the shriveled chest is still slightly drooping, which cannot support the beauty of lines .

Seeing that Zhao Huan really walked towards them in person, all the people knelt down by the river and saluted Zhao Huan in surprise.The leader was a woman in her 30s, but she might only be in her 20s, and it was hard to tell their ages due to their shriveled skin.

She obviously never thought that she would be able to meet the emperor one day, so the etiquette was very awkward, and she directly bowed to Zhao Huan three times and kowtowed nine times, her forehead was purple and blue on the stiff mud floor, and then she lowered her head and said to Zhao Huan: "The concubine Liu Shishi Visit the official family, offend the holy car, and ask the official family to make amends. I wait for a girl to have some property, please donate it to the official family to help the country."

The north wind howled and lifted the sleeves of everyone's clothes, and the thin clothes of the brothel women kneeling by the river couldn't help but feel chills and tremble all over.

Looking at these lowly women, Zhao Huan was a little dazed. He was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Get up. What do you want to donate?"

Liu Shishi replied: "The official's family has more than [-] pieces of money cobbled together by concubines and others, and there are more than [-] pieces of sewn winter clothes."

"Why don't you donate it to the government?"

Liu Shishi lowered her head, hiding the sadness in the corners of her eyes, and said, "The Kaifeng government won't accept the donation."

Zhao Huan didn't ask why the Kaifeng government didn't accept it. The disgust and contempt on the prime minister's face just now was the most vivid interpretation of the arrogant scholar-bureaucrats.

Today's scenes are so ironic.

The scholar-bureaucrats, who were deeply favored by the country and well-clothed and well-fed, tried every means to enrich their own pockets when the country was in crisis, and they did not hesitate to resign from office and coerce the emperor to satisfy their selfish desires.

On the contrary, these prostitutes who they despise and hate, who feel dirty and disgusting, disperse their wealth and help the country together.Even if your own clothes are thin, you have to save the fabric to make winter clothes and give them to the guards.

But even so, the proud scholar-bureaucrats dismissed it and closed the donation in disgust.

Zhao Huan couldn't help showing a mocking smile at the world, full of puzzlement, and asked, "Then why do you want to donate again?"

Liu Shishi lowered her head, her eyes were gloomy, and she said: "We have nothing left, and this Tokyo city is our last sustenance. If Tokyo is gone, we girls in brothels can only become willow catkins in the wind, and no one knows." Will die in some strange and dark place. Or... be trampled to death by the golden army."

"Catkins in the wind and catkins in the water." Zhao Huan sighed softly, looking at these poor women in thin clothes. They were not as beautiful and loyal as in the stories of the rivers and lakes, nor were they as heroic and talented as in the history books.The only thing they have is the last retention of Tokyo City.

"The monks won't let you enter the temple, saying that Buddhism is so pure that you can't hide filth. But when Tokyo was in danger, I didn't see the Buddha appearing to protect Tokyo."

"The Kaifeng government refuses to accept your donations, saying that you are lowly and filthy, so as not to damage the morale of the generals. But when the country is in crisis, until today, these scholar-officials are still enriching their own pockets and obstructing state affairs."

"So I feel that the Buddha and the scholar-bureaucrats are really not as good as you."

Liu Shishi covered her mouth in surprise, tried her best to suppress her urge to exclaim, and looked at Zhao Huan in disbelief.I really can't believe that the officials would put Ji and other lowly women above the Buddha and the high-ranking officials of the Manchu Dynasty.The next moment, sadness and inferiority welled up in my heart, and tears silently rolled down my face.

I only hope that in the next life I will not be reborn in a brothel.

Zhao Huan took a deep breath and said, "Live well, and I will definitely guard Tokyo City. Finally, I will give you a life you expect."

The guards of the brigade surrounded Zhao Huan and left, and a group of brothel women were still standing in the cold wind, staring deeply at the banners and banners going away.

A young and skinny girl asked, "Sister Liu, what does the official's last sentence mean? Have the clothes we sewed been accepted by the official?"

Liu Shishi rubbed the girl's withered and yellow hair, squeezed out a smile, and said, "The government has accepted it. Maybe your future will be brighter, unlike your sisters."

"Great, great. Officials are indeed born saints, bright and virtuous, completely different from those hateful officials."

On the side there was an elderly woman with tears in her eyes, she murmured, "The life I expect. Do we really have a chance to meet?"

"Who knows? But I know that the officials will definitely come to see Shishi again."

Liu Shishi closed her eyes, but everyone could still see the pain and sadness hidden in her eyes.

Maybe the official family will still come, but it has absolutely nothing to do with love.Just to see if the fate of this humble brothel girl has improved.

Liu Shishi, who is used to seeing fireworks, romantic affairs, and romantic affairs, is very clear that neither she nor the officials have any affection for each other. They are people from two worlds, so how could it be possible for the clouds to come and go.

It's just hard to understand, there are people who respect me so much in this life, but I'm just a brothel girl, with a pair of jade arms and a pillow for thousands of people, and a little bit of red lips for thousands of people to taste.

It wasn't until the banners and support of the official family disappeared completely that Liu Shishi looked away, and said piously: "May the official family have the help of the gods of heaven and earth, defeat the Jin army, and the country's fortune will prosper."

Liu Shishi's feelings were all left by the river, and Zhao Huan really had no time to look back.After leaving the armory station, Zhao Huan went straight to Qishengyuan.He must put all his energy into defending the inner city and the tens of thousands of Song people who are worthy of protection.

Seeing Liu Shishi made Zhao Huan more convinced that the city of Tokyo could not fall, and not every subject in the Song Dynasty was as despicable and foul-smelling as the scholar-bureaucrats.There are too many beautiful things in this city that are worth protecting.

(End of this chapter)