Chapter 105 Peony
"During the days when I was taken away from the kitchen, the butler asked Sister Siyin to teach me how to dress and how to please men. Sister Siyin said that I didn't have that much time to learn those singing and dancing performances and reciting poems. As long as I dress up my face well, I can survive here. Sister Siyin told me not to resist and do what they say, so that I can live longer. She has seen too many women who were dealt with because of resistance and disobedience. "
"The day before yesterday, Sister Siyin was taken away because of weakness and vomiting blood, and I officially lived in this room where she once lived. I knew that Sister Siyin must be dead and she would never come back here."
At this point, Mudan looked at the cold man on the ground, took a deep breath and continued, "He was the first guest that the butler arranged for me. But I was really scared. I was once arranged to hide behind the screen and watch Sister Siyin having sex. Those men beat and scolded Sister Siyin. They also used all kinds of things that you can't even imagine to hurt Sister Siyin's body."
"I was really scared, and I didn't want to end up like Siyin. So I knocked him out. I work hard all year round, so I'm very strong. I hit him with a porcelain pillow and he fainted."
"You didn't kill him?" Song Qingci originally thought that Mudan had killed the hairpin.
"I killed her," the gisaeng said, "since my sister was taken away, I knew she would soon become one of the girls in these houses. So, I have been looking for an opportunity. I want to take my sister away from here. I don't want my sister to become like my mother."
"These two days, a new girl was sent here, so I found an opportunity to escape from the kitchen to here. When I found this room, I saw my sister knocked the beast unconscious. I wanted to take my sister away. But I didn't expect the beast to wake up suddenly. I had no choice but to pull out the hairpin on my sister's head and stab it directly into his heart. I was afraid that he would not die, so I stabbed him again."
Song Qingci understood that the scream she heard before was most likely made by this Mudan. Then she was immediately covered by the gisaeng's mouth. They wanted to escape directly, but they met her as soon as they opened the door.
"Aren't you afraid of killing people?" Song Qingci was very curious.
When it comes to killing someone, even an experienced killer would feel a little nervous the first time.
The blood doesn't turn cold all at once; it cools down little by little.
"I'm scared." The gisaeng nodded, "But I don't regret it. The men who can appear here are not good people at all. They are all powerful people who come here just to seek excitement."
"Every year, countless girls are tortured to death. They think they can hide their ugly faces by wearing a mask. Bah! They are worse than the beasts on the mask. They deserve to die."
Song Qingci agreed with this wholeheartedly.
Although brothels can be opened legally in Dachen, they must also abide by the rules of the imperial court.
The girls in the brothel must have legitimate origins. And these poor women are also protected by the court's laws. Although, it's only a little bit, it's better than nothing.
However, beating or even killing like this is absolutely unacceptable.
Moreover, brothels are also selective about their customers, and it is not enough to just be rich. For example, officials are absolutely not allowed to visit prostitutes. If the censor finds out, they can directly report you and make you pay for it.
Therefore, most of the customers in brothels are merchants, and occasionally some students who like to enjoy the moonlight will also look for a few upright officials to spend time under the flowers and the moon.
This gold-spending den in Xiaowangzhuang took advantage of this loophole.
Officials cannot go to brothels, but they can come here.
It's extremely private here, and the standards are very relaxed. And once you put on the mask, no one knows who you are. As long as you can pay, you can do whatever you want.
Even if someone is killed, you don't have to take any responsibility, as long as the money is in place.
Here, all desires are allowed.
"Since you want to take your sister away from here, then you must know a way to leave here." Song Qingci didn't want to waste any more time after knowing the whole story.
Although this gisaeng looked young and thin, she felt that he was not a person who acted impulsively.
Otherwise, he would have rushed to save Mudan on the first day she was taken away, instead of waiting until now for an opportunity in his eyes.
"Yes." "Since the gisaeng has chosen to take a gamble, he will not hide anything. "No one usually walks on this road. It is only used when sending a new girl."
"However, there are not only dogs on this road, but also many sentries to prevent those girls from causing trouble and running away."
"Why don't you go through the entrance?" Song Qingci felt that she had a very smooth entry and didn't encounter any sentries. Wouldn't it be easier to go that way? Why choose a road with dogs and sentries?
The gisaeng shook his head, "The way in is one-way. If you want to go out that way, you need someone to lead you. All the mechanisms are inside the door. If you don't know the mechanisms, you can't get out at all."
He once looked for an opportunity to try, but that time his leg was injured by a machine gun and it took him a long time to recover.
From then on, he stayed away from that place, fearing that he would be injured by the machine again. Here, if people like them were injured, they could only bear it, and there would be no medicine to treat them.
So that's why, no wonder, she said, how come it was so smooth when she came in. Basically, there were no problems.
The craftsmen who built this place are really skilled, but they just don't do their job well.
"Okay, I understand the situation." Song Qingci stood up and walked to the dressing table in the room. She searched for a long time but couldn't find what she wanted.
Only later did I realize that this was a room where people did that kind of thing, so how could there be pens and ink there?
She looked around, then found the eyebrow pencils used by the girls, tore off a sheet from the bed and handed it to the gisaeng, saying to him, "Draw a map of this place, and mark the sentries you know. Draw carefully, this concerns the lives of both of you. If something goes wrong, I won't care about you."
The gisaeng nodded solemnly, took the things from Song Qingci's hand, spread them out on the table, and started to paint.