The Overlord of the Red Mansion

Chapter 287 Super Hero 1
Some people were crying and some were laughing in Wanhua Tower.

A thousand people cry, one person laughs.

"Admiral, what happened? How come even the son of Magistrate Wu was beaten to death..."

After receiving the news, the deputy commander rushed over, and when he arrived, the situation had been controlled by the admiral.

Admiral was just an official position, and he also held several positions including Censor of the Inspectorate, Deputy Director of the Ministry of War, and Governor of Suzhou Prefecture.

Although they only receive salary according to the highest official position, their jurisdiction power is enormous and their income is not small.

The admiral said calmly, "Don't ask too many questions. Tell the prefect, the city patrol officer, and the scholars in Suzhou City not to seek death or ask around. Knowing too much will be bad for your family."

The deputy commander and some of the deputy generals and deputy commanders who followed his orders kept their mouths shut this time.

Soon, his men came quickly to report.

"Admiral! This flower street has been completely closed!"

The admiral frowned, as the original requirement from above was to close down Wanhua Tower.

"Gather all of them inside Wanhua Tower for management." The admiral was soon worried that there were not enough troops and that someone might escape, so he said directly: "You guys take your men and drive all the women inside. Don't worry about the men, but kill anyone who dares to cause trouble!"

Everyone quickly responded, “Yes!”

Although we don't know what his job is, this admiral was appointed by the emperor himself and must have received a secret decree from the court.

The Admiral glanced at the dead men who had just tried to stand up for a group of women.

"Drag them to the streets and wait for their families to take them away."

"Yes!"

Soon, people from the city's Craftsmen's Bureau arrived and took orders according to the established wartime system.

The craftsmen quickly built a shed for the soldiers who took turns on guard to shelter from the cold and rest, and they also found a signboard from somewhere with big red words written on it.

This is a military stronghold; anyone who enters without permission will be killed.

Dozens of craftsmen came from their homes to work. They were all preparing for the New Year at home, but they were directly conscripted.

"What happened? I heard a lot of people died? The prefect's son died?"

"I don't know, maybe it's a rebellion."

"What are you doing in a brothel as a rebel?"

"How would I know? I thought I was going to fight in the war. Who would have thought I was here to build a tent?"

"Is there someone plotting a rebellion in the brothel?"

"It should be, otherwise there wouldn't be such a big commotion. Those you see are elite soldiers. I heard they are the Dragon Army that specializes in suppressing rebellions!"

"My goodness... In this peaceful and prosperous era, we can live a good life. Why would we rebel?"

The imagination of the masses has its limits and they are completely incapable of coming up with the true reality.

Not to mention ordinary people, even the literary masters and civil servants in Suzhou Prefecture were in a state of panic at this time.

The prefect had several sons, so the death of one was no big deal, but the problem was whether this son was killed by the elite soldiers of the court, or by troops that only the emperor could mobilize.

If this goes wrong, the whole family will be implicated.

"This rebellious son! I told him to study mathematics and mathematics. Even if he went to a craftsman's shop, it would be better than going to a brothel. It doesn't matter if he dies now, but it makes me, too, worry!"

The prefect paced back and forth in the government office, scolding his son anxiously.

At this time, the master was also trying hard to recall what went wrong.

rebel?

Not so much...

How could there be a rebellion in Suzhou City? This is not a place like Zhouwang. There are no princes here.

There are no bandits in the city, at most there are some mud-legged untouchables, but it is impossible for these people to rebel.

Next door is Yixing, which was tax-free for a hundred years. It is separated from Suzhou Prefecture by a lake. If there is a rebellion here, the villagers there will drive boats over to support.

Suzhou Prefecture only collects commercial taxes, and has not collected much agricultural tax in recent years. In addition, the neighboring Songjiang Prefecture is also recruiting soldiers from nearby to build ships in preparation for overseas wars. The shipbuilding is also funded by merchants to build giant ships, and the court allows merchants to participate in the investment. It is hard to imagine who would rebel at this time.

Even most of the local officials have known the current emperor. The current emperor came to Suzhou to study when he was young and has always been kind to scholars from the south of the Yangtze River.

Soon a scholar ran in.

"Sir! The army said it was a secret decree from the court, telling people in the city not to ask too many questions or pry into the matter. If they knew too much, it would be bad for their families."

After hearing the reply from his staff, the prefect became even more anxious, "Did my rebellious son commit a crime, or was he involved in something else?"

The staff replied, "You said it was an obstruction of public affairs. The admiral only blocked the Flower Street and recruited craftsmen to build the blockade."

The prefect quickly asked, "Didn't you go anywhere else?"

The aide replied, "No, it was in Flower Street. Something must have happened in Flower Street. I heard that some remnants were mixed in there."

“Remnants…”

The prefect thought carefully about what these remnants were.

The master thought of something and reminded him, "Sir, the Holy Emperor of the Holy Dynasty has always treated the world with benevolence and justice. There is only one thing that will cause a big war within the country..."

This is not difficult to guess at all.

The remnants of the Three Teachers case!
The prefect heaved a sigh of relief, feeling much weaker, and quickly said, "Many people said that we didn't kill enough people, but I didn't expect that there would be remnants."

The Three Teachers Case was the only case in the Holy Dynasty in which a scholar-official died, and it implicated many people and resulted in many deaths.

Even so, the court felt that the killing was too few and they wanted to kill them all to eradicate the roots.

With this guess, the rest is easy to understand.

The reason why Red Street was blocked was because all the people were killed at the beginning, while women and children were spared, resulting in failure to eradicate the root of the problem.

"Did they tell me what to do?" The prefect had to quickly perform meritorious service, otherwise his son might be mixed up with those thieves and he would lose his official hat.

The staff shook his head and said, "Just tell the military to take charge now and tell the rest of you not to get involved in this matter or to ask about it."

The prefect didn't know what to do for a moment. How could he celebrate the New Year?

***
Inside Wanhua Tower
Several madams gathered together and sighed.

"How can we celebrate the New Year..."

The madams are all young, the youngest are in their twenties and the oldest are in their early forties.

I couldn't do that at the age of fifty. Firstly, I was embarrassed because I was ugly, and secondly, my health was not good enough to supervise the brothel for a long time.

The main reason is that he is too ugly and not suitable for this kind of social role.

Mother Kou and several brothel madams on this street were born as prostitutes. Nine out of ten brothel madams were born as prostitutes.

But Mother Kou is different from these prostitutes and brothels, she has a child.

"Mother Kou! Xier is back!"

When Mother Kou saw her daughter coming in, she quickly walked over.

Of course a prostitute would have a daughter. Mother Kou not only has a daughter, but also a son.

In this era without contraceptive awareness, it is easy for healthy couples to get pregnant after having sex.

Generally speaking, it is not good for young prostitutes who are used as money-making machines to get pregnant, but not all of them will get pregnant.

For example, the more high-end ones would blackmail familiar patrons, but the normal patrons could not control their mouths, and they would know where they lived by asking. The money they blackmailed was enough to have children.

There is nothing you can do if you meet a heartless man. You have to admit defeat and give birth to the child. Anyway, the prostitute has her own money, so she can pay for the child and continue to work as a servant or prostitute in the brothel.

If you meet a prostitute who you don't want, just abort her.

For older women, it doesn't matter much. Anyway, the baby may not survive if given birth. Most prostitutes will not be so cruel as to abort the baby in order to have children after they become decent women.

High-end courtesans and top prostitutes would be very careful and would basically use all means to get them married off as mistresses as soon as possible.

Of course, I would marry a rich man, not just some country boy.

I would rather die than marry a countryman.

It's not that they despise the poor and love the rich, but most of the country people at that time were too simple and honest, and prostitutes would be abused to death not long after they got married.

Being beaten is the lightest punishment. Prostitutes can still earn some money by serving men with their sex life in the city, but if they go to the countryside, they cannot work. They are of humble origin and are easily harassed by ruffians. If they go to the countryside, they will live a life worse than death.

Prostitutes and brothels, on the other hand, have the desire to have sons so that they can have someone to take care of their affairs after their death.

There are also some people who became good women early on, some even bringing their own dowry with them.

Xier is Kou Mama's biological daughter. She and Kou Mama have been living together in the Jiaofangsi since she was a child. She was then sent by the Jiaofangsi to work in a state-owned brothel to make money.

Because she is the manager, Kou's mother's daughter naturally does not need to receive customers. She usually manages things outside and seldom comes to the brothel.

"Why are you back?"

Mother Kou looked at her daughter. There were too many people gathered in Wanhua Tower now. It was like a fire pit. Once you came in, don't think about getting out.

Xier said, "The Jiaofangsi asked me to come here, saying that we should be obedient and that no one can do anything to those people outside."

After hearing this, Kou's mother sighed, "Did you tell me why?"

Xier shook her head, not knowing exactly why.

Seeing this, Kou's mother had no choice but to say to the others, "We can only wait."

At this time, a charming woman behind the madam shouted, "How are we going to sleep tonight? What about food and drink? I haven't had a bite of food since I woke up in the afternoon. It must be that you, Wanhualou, have caused trouble!"

Mother Kou was not a woman who could be easily talked to. She immediately scolded, "It was our Wanhua Tower that caused this. The person who died outside was not the prefect's son. I don't know who accepted all kinds of guests and ruined the matter!"

The madam snorted, "What nonsense! Wasn't it your Wanhua Tower that was sealed off first?"

Kou's mother scolded: "Who do you think you are? A whore that no one wants! A slut who gave birth to a son without an asshole!"

"Fuck your mother!" the madam started cursing quickly.

A group of women soon started cursing downstairs, rolled up their sleeves and started fighting again, kicking in the middle, grabbing hair, spitting, tearing faces with nails, and their mouths were not idle either...

Most of the women in Wanhua Tower just stood by and watched, not wanting to get involved, but there were also women with Kou's mother who joined in the fight and cheered.

Because it was Wanhualou's home turf, and because Kou's mother was usually pretty good with her subordinates, she quickly suppressed the old maids from the other brothels.

There were nearly a thousand prostitutes held in Wanhua Tower. At this time, the madams of several clubs were at odds with each other and the quarrel was like a chicken coop.

Wen Xiao'e and her sisters didn't want to watch these women fighting, and seeing that the lobby was crowded, they quickly went upstairs with their sisters.

"What for?" Yu Fengzhu asked.

Seeing how stupid her sister was, Wen Xiao'e explained unhappily, "Do you want to sleep outside and freeze to death today? Hurry up and find a place for us to occupy. Otherwise, if you get sick from the cold, isn't it your own problem?"

Yu Fengzhu and several other top girls in the outer courtyard also realized this.

At this time, many people have already taken action and are choosing suitable rooms.

Seeing that some places were already occupied by many people, a few people walked inside and pushed hard in each room.

In Qin Wan'er's room next to Jia Rong's, Qin Wan'er, the two top performers and two maids blocked the room together and did not allow outsiders to come in.

Jia Rong was chatting with Qiuyue in the room when suddenly the door was kicked open.

I saw a few women who looked like prostitutes standing at the door looking at this side in surprise.

Jia Rong frowned and immediately yelled, "Get lost! Can't you see that grandpa is drinking here?!"

Wen Xiao'e and others looked at the man in surprise.

"How could it be..." Wen Xiao'e looked at Jia Rong in surprise, very confused.

Jia Rong stood up and said, "Fuck you! If you don't get out of here, I'll kick you out!"

Yu Fengzhu quickly pulled Wen Xiaoe out and said, "Let's get out of here, sir, please calm down..."

Soon the door was closed again. Jia Rong continued to sit down and said with a smile: "Go on, where were you just now?"

At this time Qiuyue said carefully: "My Lord, is it okay for you not to go out?"

"What could happen? Look, no one comes up to see me." Jia Rong smiled easily, not afraid at all.

Not only Qiuyue, but also Hongxiu, who had just wet her pants because of the gunshot, and Yuzhan, who had been panicked for a long time, had recovered.

Yuzhan poured wine for Jia Rong and said gently, "Your Excellency is obviously a man who can do great things. I would like to offer you a toast."

Jia Rong stretched out his hand to stop him, put his hands on his hips and said with a smile: "Don't worry, don't worry, I dropped a handful of money in my pants, and it's too uncomfortable to sit. Now the room is warm, help me take off my pants first."

There is no fun in talking about love. The way Jia Rong likes to play with women is not the same as playing with women in the ordinary sense.

"Why, you don't want to?" Jia Rong's smile faded.

The three of them dared not delay any longer and came over with a smile to help Jia Rong take off his pants.

They wanted to do it, but Jia Rong took a step back.

"You three are so unromantic and not proactive at all. There's no point in being here. And this madam is such a piece of shit. She won't even serve Grandpa any food! I'm going to go and argue with her!"

Jia Rong quickly ignored the three women and walked out.

Ding, ding, ding~ The gold and silver coins in the pants made a shaking sound.

Although the coins in his pants were a bit in the way and uncomfortable when he walked, it was nothing to Jia Rong.

When the door opened, I saw dozens of young ladies standing in the corridor outside.

Although it was winter, many prostitutes wore relatively little and gathered around the tea stove in the corridor to keep warm.

When they saw Jia Rong come out, many women avoided him, and some even covered their bodies that were too exposed.

Jia Rong walked to the railing and looked at the shrews who were quarreling and swearing below.

Take a deep breath and prepare to curse.

"You damned madam! Why haven't you served me Grandpa's wine and food yet?! Do you think I can't afford it?!"

Jia Rong quickly yelled at the people below.

When the madams who were swearing and quarreling in the street heard the noise, they all looked towards the man upstairs.

Not only the madams of several brothels, but also thousands of prostitutes inside and outside the houses were looking at this gentleman in surprise.

There was a sudden silence. The super masculine power frightened the group of females.

"Wait for me! I'm going down!" Jia Rong cursed and strode down.

Jia Rong strode towards the stairs. In the quiet Wanhua Tower, the only sounds were footsteps and the noise of gold and silver coins.

Mother Kou was not afraid of being besieged by several brothel madams, nor was she afraid of quarreling with a group of prostitutes, but after being yelled at by Jia Rong, she became very scared.

(End of this chapter)