Quick Fishing Guide

Chapter 188 Mid-Moon Serenade

There is only one place for fireworks in Xiliang City. Unlike the banks of the Qinglong River in the capital, the flower streets and willow alleys are all-encompassing. Each family has its own uniqueness and each family has its own beauty.The brothel here belongs to only one family, and it covers a large area. The buildings are high and low, and each of them is different. It is extraordinary and belongs to a monopoly industry.

"We have high-end wine here, and the other places are all shady shops. I must have seen the scenery of the Qinglong River, and places like that are not attractive to me. I am going to entertain the police today, and I must call him I'm almost feeling comfortable. Although the Kangle Red House in Xiliang City is not as good as the Qinglong River, it is still a good place in the Xiliang area. There are Runnv girls from the south of the Yangtze River, wild peppers outside the Great Wall, orchids in the far west, and even Kunlun slaves. , all kinds of scenery are also one of a kind. When the time comes, let the policeman have a look. Whatever the policeman likes, he will have it. If the policeman is philanthropic, he will come and sleep with him, hehe-suck-suck-"

The guard became more and more enthusiastic as he talked, and he couldn't help but salivate.

Wang Chuan nodded to deal with it, thinking that there are many tricks here.So many tricks can only be seen here now.In the past, the scenery of various places also appeared on both sides of the Qinglong River, but after the opening of the Shen Dynasty, the imperial court became stricter in the discipline of Goulan, and illegal trading was resolutely eliminated. Such scenery gradually disappeared in the interior of the Shen Dynasty.Nowadays, there are only very few women from outside the brothel, which are short-lived in each year.The women in the brothels in the Western Regions didn't know whether they were legal or not.This guard is quite reckless, and he dares to come here blindly, and he is not afraid that the police from the six gates of the capital will make a note, and they will have a reason to take it here in the future.

The guard is familiar with this place, it seems that even though the Xiliang army is under control, he is still a frequent visitor here.Wang Chuan listened to the short greeting from the old bustard, followed the guards all the way upstairs, and entered a private room.

"Follow the old rules, and then serve two small dishes and a jug of good wine. My sister will count on me, and the wine and food will be accounted for."

said the guard.

Wang Chuan was like an honest man who had never been in the place of fireworks, and he followed the guards without saying a word, honest, but he couldn't help complaining in his heart, it was really "clear between public and private".

"Okay. Master Bing wait a moment, you two wait a moment, I will make arrangements."

The old bustard sang, went out happily, and closed the door behind her.

Just as the bustard went out, Wang Chuan suddenly heard a commotion outside the window.At this time, it was completely dark, and this room was the side room of the Kangle Red Building. The other side of the window was the back of the brothel, the main street in Xiliang City.

"What's the matter?"

Wang Chuan asked curiously.

"I don't know, let me take a look?"

The guard said, pushing open the window door.Wang Chuan also followed, only to see crowds of people outside the window, which is extremely unusual in this night.

You must know that in Xiliang City, the curfew is much stricter than that in Beijing.Wang Chuan came into the city in the evening, and there were almost no people in sight, but at this time, so many people came out, what happened?

"Oh, that's it."

The guard said, pointing to the distance outside the window, and said, "Catcher Wang, look there, it's all thanks to you."

"What the hell?"

Wang Chuan was confused for a moment, and the Northeast dialect popped up.Looking in the direction pointed by the guard, there is a crossroads.A prison car was placed at the intersection, and the iron cage of the prison car was not small.A cross iron frame was erected in the cage, as if welded to the cage.There were a few guards standing around the cage, and their clothes were different from those of the Xiliang Army. They looked a bit like the six-door standard soap clothes, but with a breastplate added.The guards held a torch in their hands to illuminate the night, so that the crowds around and the people in the cage could be seen clearly.

A white-haired old woman is tied to a cross with her hands spread out, her head bowed, and a plaque hangs around her neck.The words on the plaque were not big, and Wang Chuan was standing in the distant brothel, even with the torch lighting, he couldn't read the words clearly.

But that old woman, Wang Chuan, knew her.That's what Wang Chuan brought all the way from the capital, Mrs. Fu from Fushanzhuang!
The old lady Fu was downcast, she was different from the madness she had in the capital and the ruthlessness she had when she was hunting down Wang Chuan, she was a bit pitiful.But Wang Chuan couldn't feel any compassion in his heart.You must know that this crazy old lady wants to kill herself wholeheartedly.If he felt pity for her, he would be courting death.

Kind thoughts can be cherished constantly, but not lightly.

"Is there going to be an execution in the middle of the night?"

Wang Chuan was a little confused.

The guard shook his head and said: "This is a matter of the city lord's mansion and the six gates of the yamen. If you can't figure it out, I'm an old man who is a soldier, and I can't understand it." .”

Wang Chuan didn't ask any more questions, and looked into the distance carefully.One of those guards wearing breastplates stepped out and pulled out a middle-aged scribe from the crowd.The scribe stood in front of the cage, looking through the cage at the words on the plaque on Old Madam Fu's chest.Then he turned his head to speak, looked back from time to time, and then looked around. It seemed that he was following the instructions of the guards to read the words on the plaque to everyone.

"The old lady of Fushan Zhuangfu's family really lives up to her reputation. She even used the cross iron cage. This is used to imprison serious suspects and masters of the rivers and lakes. Only such an iron cage can lock up those vicious people. Ordinary cages are not very useful."

said the guard.

"That's it."

Wang Chuan nodded. This is a specialty of Xiliang, and there are no six gates in the capital.Wang Chuan took a closer look, and it was really easy to use——

In the center where the crowd gathered, in the cage that was a little reddened by the firelight, Mrs. Fu's arms were tied to both sides of the cross and tied tightly with iron chains.The heavy plaque was hung on the chest again, bending the old lady's already somewhat hunchbacked body even more.

"It's still useful, making it look like a Western style."

Wang Chuan said.

The guard said: "Catcher Wang is really well-informed. Don't tell me, this method is really borrowed from the barbarians in the far west. People there prefer to use fire to torture people. When they burn people, they put people on crosses. "

Wang Chuan opened his mouth, but now he has nothing to say.

At this time, the scribe in the distance finally finished reading the words on the plaque.Wang Chuan had noticed early on that when the scribes were reading, there were guards walking through the crowd, handing out baskets to people. There were a lot of rotten vegetables, leaves and eggs in the baskets, and there were even stones of various sizes.

After the scribes finished reading, the crowd suddenly roared with excitement.Accompanied by bursts of cursing, the rotten vegetables, leaves, rotten eggs and stones in everyone's hands flew towards the iron cage.The guards surrounding the surrounding area felt pressured immediately, and moved to the side so as not to be affected by Chi Yu.

"Smash her to death!"

"Immortal!"

"Yes, old hag!"

"The Fu family has done all the bad things, and now only your life is left, retribution!"

"Deserved!"

"Yes, retribution!"

……

The voices in the crowd became louder and louder, and gradually Wang Chuan could hear them clearly.

(End of this chapter)