Poverty is just doing justice for the sky

Chapter 71

Time flies, half a month has passed in the blink of an eye, Ye Qingshuang also got to know a lot of her classmates, and Ming Jinxi's credit is not lacking among them.

She took Ye Qingshuang to visit places big and small in the capital, eating and having fun, and having a wonderful time after class.

At noon that day, after the school bell rang, Ming Jinxi looked around, pulled Ye Qingshuang to a place where there was no one else, and threw a men's outfit: "Put on, let's go to an interesting place today."

Where do I have to change into men's clothes?Ye Qingshuang is not a fool, so she can figure it out naturally.

Holding her clothes still, she lowered her eyes: "Is it a brothel?"

"Have you been there?" Ming Jinxi suddenly became happier, it was rare to have a like-minded little sister: "Hurry up."

Ye Qingshuang raised her eyes and saw Ming Jinxi's bright and charming smile, like a stick in her throat.

If it is said that most of the women in the world are suffering, the prostitutes are especially suffering, the suffering is unspeakable.

What kind of famous prostitutes are beautiful, what peerless beauties are all just looking glamorous from the outside.

What about whores who are not courtesans?What about the sick prostitute?What about the old whore with nowhere to go?

Like the old woman who used to take care of her.It is not a special case that there are many in the world, and the more common suffering is the real appearance of life.

"Don't go." She said lightly.

If you can't change it, you can't see it.

"Why?" Ming Jinxi pouted unhappily: "Do you also think that all the girls who go there are bad girls?"

She shook her head slightly and asked, "Why do you want to go?"

"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never end in a hundred battles. I want to clean up all the brothels, so of course I need to know who is blocking me from behind." Ming Jinxi was serious.

Clean up the brothel?

Ye Qingshuang looked at Ming Jinxi, her eyes suddenly flickered.

If she remembers correctly, a few days ago, the son of Shangshu and the son of the Taifu fought in a brothel for a woman in a brothel.

And the eldest princess who has a marriage contract with the son of Shangshu once advised the emperor to close all the brothels and take them over by the royal family.

That is to say, from now on, no one can force brothel women to sell themselves to serve men, they can only listen to music and watch dancing.

When the words came out, there was an uproar, with some scolding and some praising, most of them scolded, but few praised.

Ye Qingshuang also heard it, but 20 years later, there are still many brothels. In order to raise resentful children, Lin Yuan also went to brothels to get rich.

The eldest princess did not succeed.

Ming Jinxi, will it be the eldest princess?

If the result is doomed to fail...

"Don't be in a daze, change your clothes quickly."

Seeing that she wasn't moving, Jin Xi went straight to undress her, Ye Qingshuang didn't realize it, she just stared at her, lost in thought.

"Raise your hand... Oops, Shuangshuang's waist is so thin, Ho Ho Ho Ho... Hehehe, it's so soft."

Like a female hooligan, Ming Jinxi teases Ye Qingshuang the whole time, her lewd little expression is very cute.

After a long time, Ye Qingshuang finally figured it out and got rid of the thinking of effect and cause.

Isn't this what I want to see?Bright and cheerful, moving forward.

So what if the result is there?Jin Xi has worked hard, she has witnessed it, all of that is not meaningless.

Ming Jinxi prepared very well, high-collared men's clothes, moustache, and medicine to wipe his face black, and after finishing the preparations, each of them had a fan, and they really looked decent.

As long as you don't speak, and don't get close, you will basically not be exposed.

As night fell, Ming Jinxi led Ye Qingshuang into the Fanghua Building, which was hung with red lanterns.

"This is the famous Gold Selling Cave in the capital. There are Twelve Pavilions in the Fanghua Building, named after the Twelve Flowers Pavilion."

Ming Jinxi tilted her fan and whispered in Ye Qingshuang's ear, and there was endless laughter from the side: "Let's not get separated."

"Okay." Ye Qingshuang returned to her, her eyes swept across the vermilion bright lobby, and suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Lu Weizhi?
There is him in Zhaiyue Pavilion, and there is also him here, it is really indispensable everywhere.

Ming Jinxi keenly looked in the direction where she was staying: "Acquaintance?"

She looked away as if nothing had happened: "Ordinary friends, not acquaintances."

The madam over there with heavy make-up saw that they were unfamiliar, and came over to talk with her bucket twisted: "Yo~ It's the first time for the two guests to come?"

Ming Jinxi took out a big gold ingot and lit it up in front of the madam, cleared her throat, and said in a low voice: "Open a private room, and a few more beautiful girls, take care of me, sir, your kindness is indispensable."

"No problem, we don't have anyone who is not beautiful here." The bustard smiled like a flower, and told the maid behind her: "Take the guests up."

"Yes." The maid led the way with her head down, and the two went up to the private room on the second floor.

The maid bent her knees and offered a stick: "Guests, please order the pavilion."

This is interesting. Seeing that it was no different from the lottery in the temple, the two asked carefully: "Is this made by shaking? Whichever comes out counts?"

"No, this is for the guests to draw." The maid took out the lottery and showed them both: "Each pavilion corresponds to a different girl."

"Why is it different?"

"Our pavilion is proud of Hongmei. The girls are proficient in poetry and poetry, and are very popular among literati and inkmen on weekdays."

"Erge Qiaochunxing, there are all kinds of Xiaojiabiyu."

"The three pavilions are charming and charming, all of them are soft and charming beauties. The four pavilions are drunk with peony, good at singing and dancing, graceful and noble."

"Five pomegranate skirts, beautiful and charming, six elegant dresses, regardless of appearance and temperament, are elegant and refined, seven pavilions—"

"Stop, stop, stop! What the hell!" Ming Jinxi became more and more annoyed as she listened to it, a group of doggy men were playing tricks.

The maid didn't understand her anger, and thought that she hadn't introduced herself well and was being challenged by the guests, so her knees gave way, she knelt on the ground to admit her mistake, and kowtowed.

"No, it has nothing to do with you." Jin Xi hurried to help her up, but the little girl gasped suddenly, her face was pale and she was dripping with cold sweat.

Ye Qingshuang and Ming Jinxi glanced at each other, and tacitly opened her sleeves with each hand, only to see bruises and red marks all over her porcelain white arms.

"Who did this?" Ming Jinxi gritted her molars and paused every word.

"Mom." The little girl timidly replied with tears in her eyes.

"It's unreasonable...it's unreasonable!"

Ming Jinxi was so angry that she wanted to throw something, she couldn't keep her throat down.However, there is no accumulation of curse words in my mind, so I can only stamp my feet and shout, which is unreasonable.

Jumping in a hurry, a true portrayal.

This appearance made Ye Qingshuang and the little girl laugh, and Ye Qingshuang handed her a stick: "Someone who can play the piano, doesn't talk much."

"Okay." The little girl wiped away the tears on her face, took the sign and went down.

Ming Jinxi slammed the lottery: "Look at these people, they can't live too far!"

"Excessive." Ye Qingshuang answered the words in a polite manner: "But what does it have to do with you? You come from a high family background, these things can't happen to you no matter what, right?"

Ming Jinxi pursed her lips and looked at Ye Qingshuang unhappy: "Shuangshuang, you are testing me."

Ye Qingshuang slightly bent the corners of her lips, neither avoiding nor answering.

"How could you test me! I don't like it." Ming Jinxi squinted at her angrily.

"I'm sorry." She was also very knowledgeable about current affairs, seeing that Jin Xi was not really angry, she apologized as soon as she went downhill, but the smile on her lips clearly stated that she would dare to do it next time.

As soon as Ye Qingshuang apologized, Jin Xi deflated like a deflated ball.

(End of this chapter)