In the past, it was the Baoyue Brothel that threatened people. Who would dare to threaten the Baoyue Brothel?
Her name was Shi Qing'er, and she was Yuan Meng's right-hand woman. She thought only a few low-level officers had come to investigate the case, but her subordinates had reported that Mister Chen had an extraordinary temperament and was highly skilled in martial arts. She assumed he would be a difficult character to deal with, and so she decided to compromise with him. The reason she chose to compromise was because the big boss had asked the Baoyue Brothel to behave themselves ever since September. She did not expect him to refuse to make peace, and instead, to threaten her!
Shi Qing'er was angry. She stared at Fan Xian and said, "You will regret what you have done tonight."
"Do not threaten me. Hurry up and bring me the contract." Fan Xian smiled and said, "I am not in the mood for this. I am ready to go home."
Seeing Fan Xian's gentle smile, Shi Chanli sighed in his heart. He knew his teacher was not happy, and the consequences would be dire. In a few days, the Baoyue Brothel would have to close. Shi Qing'er was angry, and her eyes flashed with anger. She ordered her subordinates to do what they had to do. A short while later, a thin piece of paper was placed on the table in front of everyone.
"Cash. If you have 10,000 taels of silver, I will give her to you." Shi Qing'er stared into Fan Xian's eyes. "The law of the Qing Kingdom does have a redemption clause, but... I cannot leave Lady Sang in the brothel waiting for you to buy her. If you do not bring out the money now, who knows if someone else will buy her?"
Fan Xian's face did not change, but he laughed in his heart. Who would spend 10,000 taels of silver to buy someone? If he really did not make a move to buy anyone, then the Bao Yue Brothel itself would be the buyer.
Shi Chanli had already picked up a pen and ink to write a contract. He placed it next to Sang Wen's document and waited for Fan Xian to bring out the banknotes. Shi Chanli had always trusted his teacher's financial ability, and he was a scholar. He always thought money was nothing to a wealthy family.
Shi Qing'er stared at Fan Xian. She had seen many rich people in her life, but even the salt merchants and royal merchants of Jiangnan did not have the habit of carrying 10,000 taels of silver in their sleeves. Unless they were preparing to give a gift to a high-ranking official at a banquet, she did not believe the young man in front of her could produce 10,000 taels of silver.
It seemed like a long time had passed, but in reality, only a short while had passed. Fan Xian did nothing. Shi Chanli was a little flustered and surprised, but Si Qing 'er's lips curled into a proud smile.
Fan Xian looked at the beautiful woman's slightly arrogant expression and suddenly felt very good. He smiled and crooked his finger at Deng Zi Yue, who had been standing quietly by his side.
Deng Zi Yue bowed and asked, "Young Master Chen, what can I do for you?"
Fan Xian laughed and scolded something in a low voice before saying, "Why are you pretending to be stupid? I don't have that much money on me. I'm borrowing it from you. "
Deng Zi Yue looked embarrassed. Although he didn't know why the commissioner was so sure that he had over ten thousand taels of silver in his pocket, he quickly reached into his pocket. After searching for a long time, he pulled out a pouch that was tightly tied to his undergarments. The pouch was simple, and the inside was slightly bulging.
Everyone in the room looked at each other in dismay as they watched Deng Zi Yue pull out a stack of banknotes from the ordinary pouch as if he was digging his heart out!
Deng Ziyue placed the banknotes on the table and counted them with a pained expression. He picked up ten bills and handed them over to Si Qing'er.
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Si Qing'er could no longer keep her face straight. In her hands were ten thousand taels of silver, and her mouth was wide open in shock. Her heart was so shocked that she couldn't speak! In her heart, this young man may have been the son of a wealthy family, but even his follower had ten thousand taels of silver on him!
She held the banknotes in her hand and looked at Fan Xian's calm face. She was shocked and thought, What kind of god is this?
Fan Xian did not pay attention to the way she looked at him. He gently touched the unconscious Yan 'er behind him. His fingers slid across her neck a few times, as if he was flirting with her. Yan' er slowly woke up and covered her mouth with her hand. She yawned, and it seemed that she had slept well.
"Let's go."
He spoke gently and took the lead to get up and walk out of the courtyard. Behind him, Deng Zi Yue helped the drenched assailant, whose life and death were unknown. Shi Chanli helped Sang Wen, who had been traumatized, and followed Fan Xian out.
Not long after, this group of people of unknown origins followed the lanterns of the Thin River and disappeared from the Bao Yue Brothel.
Si Qing'er's fingers tightened, and the ten banknotes were crumpled. She couldn't bear to part with such a large sum of money, so she carefully tucked them into her bosom. She looked at the back of the group of people and said, "Keep an eye on them!"
The Bao Yue Brothel had two mysterious owners, and Si Qing'er belonged to the second owner's faction. She was known to be very cruel. At this time, Yan 'er frowned and walked forward. Her head was a little dizzy, and looking at the scene in the room, she knew that she hadn't simply fallen asleep. It seemed that the young Mister Chen, with his kind smile, was indeed a powerful character.
Si Qing'er flipped her hand and slapped her across the face!
No one expected that Yan 'er would coldly dodge. She looked at Si Qing'er and asked, "Sister, why did you hit me?"
Si Qing'er gritted her teeth and said, "You useless little bitch! I asked you to come and get information, but you ended up sleeping through the night! "
Yan 'er's eyes swept across the room, and she was able to guess what had happened. She coldly laughed and said, "I am useless, but if you were really capable, why would you allow these people to take Sister Sang away? You will have to explain this to Yuan Ming. "
"Huh." Si Qing'er stared at Yan 'er's beautiful face, and with disdain, she said, "Don't think that just because the big boss likes you, you will dare to be rude in front of me. The Bao Yue Brothel is open for business, and of course, we cannot afford to have a conflict with our customers. There will be a solution to this later."
These two ladies were the most popular figures in the Bao Yue Brothel, and so when they spoke, they were both powerful and unyielding. The subordinates quickly retreated from the room, afraid that they would be caught in the crossfire.
After a while, Yan 'er smiled and said, "Don't forget, the big boss wants you guys to behave yourselves. Don't do anything that goes against the law."
"Going against the law?" Si Qing'er coldly laughed and said, "In the capital, we are the law."
Yan 'er raised an eyebrow and pretended to be confused. She said, "Oh? The person who came today must be someone powerful from the 13 yamens. "
"The 13 yamens are bullsh * t." Si Qing'er looked murderous. "In the entire capital, there aren't many people who are willing to hand over ten thousand taels of silver without a care in the world. He has flipped over the stone boards of the Ministry of Justice, and broken all the fire rods, and yet, he hasn't even been able to find a few silver coins. I think that person must be the son of some noble family."
Yan 'er was shocked. She didn't expect Mister Chen to have such a high status. Thinking back to what he had done, she felt a little lost.
Si Qing'er looked at the flirtatious expression on her face and scolded, "You little bitch, don't be so flirtatious. Don't make the big boss unhappy."
Yan 'er, hearing this, was not afraid. She coldly laughed and said, "Big sister, you arranged for me to accompany a customer. Aren't you afraid that the big boss will be unhappy?"
Si Qing'er coldly laughed and said, "Mister Chen is about to become a dead man. What does that have to do with him?"
Hearing this, Yan 'er was shocked. Her eyebrows furrowed, and she quietly said, "Are you going to kill someone again?"
"If he dares to humiliate the Bao Yue Brothel, of course he won't have a good life." Si Qing'er's face was full of coldness and arrogance. "Even if I don't kill him because of his identity, I will at least kill that Sang bitch. They can only blame their bad luck. Today, the brothers of the second boss are playing in the brothel."
After Yan 'er heard this, she sentenced Mister Chen and his people to death. Although she didn't know the identity of the second boss, she knew the brothers of the second boss. They were arrogant and arrogant throughout the capital. Even if Mister Chen was a relative of some noble family, and he could survive the night, the people around him would be doomed.
She couldn't help but sigh and say, "They are always so reckless. If one day the court investigates, I'm afraid none of us will be able to survive."
Si Qing'er looked at her with disdain, as if she was mocking her cowardice. She said, "We have the support of the most popular man in the court, and we have the support of the palace. Who do we have to be afraid of?"
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After leaving the Bao Yue Brothel, Sang Wen's face was full of tears. She bowed to Fan Xian. Fan Xian couldn't bear to see such a scene unfold, so he said a few words of comfort and quickly climbed into the carriage. The two carriages followed the street in front of the Bao Yue Brothel and headed for the light.
The carriage didn't take many steps before it came to a stop on a long street. Fan Xian lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked forward. He was not surprised to see a group of people holding torches and blocking the street.
These people were not very old. They were only 14 or 15 years old, and they were still teenagers. Their pale faces revealed their unhealthy lifestyle, and the tall horses they rode were proof of their status. There were also a few servants who were there to protect their masters. They didn't seem to care about what was happening on the street. It was as if they were used to their masters committing murder on the streets of the capital.
"You people, get out of the carriage!" The leader of the group was a young man. His face was ferocious, and his eyes flashed with excitement. It was as if he was thinking about killing a few more people for fun, and it was something to be happy about.
"The Bao Yue Brothel's response is very direct." Fan Xian, who was in the carriage, complimented them. He turned around and asked, "Zi Yue, where did these kids come from?"
Deng Zi Yue's face was serious, and he said, "They are the capital's most famous wanderers. They do not commit any crime, but they are the children of the nobles. So, no one dares to control them."
"It looks like the Bao Yue Brothel is not only connected to Hongcheng, but also to the nobles." Fan Xian shook his head. He looked at the shadows on both sides of the street, and he knew that the Qinian Unit, who had been hiding in the dark, had already made their move. He couldn't help but shake his head again.
The Qing Kingdom had conquered the world through military force. Although the generals who had followed the founding father to conquer the world had retired and settled down in the capital, they had done a great job. So, many of the nobles and nobles had been bestowed their titles. The next few emperors, for the sake of their former glory, looked after the families of the nobles and nobles. But they did not allow these elders to have too much influence in the court, and so they were wary of their children. They had done many things in the imperial examinations and careers.
As a result, when it came to the third or fourth generation of the nobles and nobles, aside from a small number of very talented ones, the rest of the nobles and nobles were just empty titles. These people were often in their teens, and their families were wealthy. The court looked favorably upon them, and so they coveted the pleasures of the world. They had nothing else to do, and so they were young and hot-blooded. They bullied men and women in the streets, and they were very arrogant and bored. Often, if there was a disagreement, they would pull out their swords and kill each other. Their actions were cruel and merciless, and they did not care for their own safety.
These young men believed themselves to be chivalrous, and they had a group of ruffians in the capital as fighters, so they called themselves "wanderers". In reality, in Fan Xian's eyes, they were nothing more than a group of dregs. He didn't know how many women they had harmed and how many lives they had taken.
Although Fan Xian was only a few years older than these notoriously fierce young men, his temperament was much more mature than theirs. As soon as he saw the situation on the street, he narrowed his eyes and shrank back into the carriage. He refused to show his face again, and only left the matter to his subordinates.
Although the bloodline of the nobles didn't have much power, the twists and turns of their relationships were very complicated. Even Fan Manor and Duke Liu's manor were related. How could he get away from this? Fan Xian thought that if he didn't have to do it himself, that would be the best choice.
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"Smash that carriage for me!"
The leading young man shouted excitedly, urging his horse forward. Behind him, a large group of young men rushed toward Fan Xian's carriage with strange cries. In their hands were the straight swords commonly seen in the capital, and they waved them incessantly. They were as excited as a group of small sharks that had smelled blood.
Sang Wen shyly glanced at them, and then quickly retracted her head. She clutched the hem of her dress, and her body trembled a little. She gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound.
Fan Xian looked at her, and didn't say anything. He opened the curtain a little, and looked at the fierce young men rushing toward him on horseback. He thought that the security of the capital was getting worse and worse. But the capital's magistrate was the second prince's man, and these young men had sensitive identities, so no one dared to do anything. But looking at the excited expressions in the young men's eyes, he still felt as disgusted as if he had eaten a fly.
Because in the eyes of these young men, and even a little childish, there was a kind of indifference to life, contempt for the lowly, and a perverted love for the smell of blood. Fan Xian was someone who had come into contact with death since he was a child, so taking someone else's life was not scary. In fact, he was quite calm.
But he had always been careful not to revel in the process of killing people. On the contrary, he was a person who treasured life, and was very happy to have the rest of it.
Plus, he thought that tonight, he only wanted to use public money to relax. And yet, as the Commissioner of the Overwatch Council, he had been reduced to fighting with a group of hooligans in the middle of the street. It was very embarrassing.
So, Fan Xian was very unhappy.
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