Griffin Commander in the Late Ming Dynasty

At this moment, the dog finally discovered the difference between the two, and the soldier ant hurriedly ran behind the guardian Jiang Han and trembled.

“This thing is pretty smart.”

Strictly speaking, it was the first time that Jiang Han saw such a spiritual technological creation. Different from the human form, if it were not for minor flaws such as regular maintenance and energy charging, they were no different from ordinary people. They would laugh when they were happy, cry when they were sad, and wrinkle their faces when they ate something unpalatable. They were his flesh-and-blood companions and lovers.

The soldier ant's body was square and full of technology, but it behaved with agility like a real living creature, which amazed Jiang Han. He watched the little thing rubbing against his palm comfortably, and the turret behind it swayed like an electric fan, and Jiang Han smiled.

"Maybe it would be nice to have a Tamagotchi?"

The iron-eating beast, which was once the signature war beast of the Jiuli tribe, became a national treasure by being cute, and the pure cannon fodder soldier ant on the battlefield also became Jiang Han's beloved dog by being cute. It has to be said that sometimes, cuteness is really useful.

"Here, Auntie, this is yours."

The square has now become a place for support soldiers to distribute food. The people of Yangzhou City line up here in a long queue. Although they are suspicious of the newcomers, they think it would be a fool not to take advantage of the good deal. It would be a waste not to take the free food. In this day and age, food is really important.

Under the turmoil of the Ming Dynasty's hardcore ruthless men and their leader Chongzhen, the loyalty of the people of the Ming Dynasty to the Ming Dynasty has fallen to the lowest point in history. As for loyalty to the country, more people just want to live a stable life.

All the brothels in Yangzhou City were demolished, and the brothel women were gathered together and liberated by speeches from their predecessors.

These seniors were none other than the poor people who were rescued from the bandits' lair by NTW before. They were grateful to Jiang Han and admired his ideas very much. Now, with the simple desire to help their boss, they came to point out a new path for the sisters in the city.

"Dear sisters"

The person standing on the podium was Lu Pao'er, who was rescued from the brink of death by NTW during the attack. After her health improved a little, she soon developed a great interest in this boss who looked like a living saint. In her eyes, this boss seemed to be obsessed with saving others, and his goals seemed to have nothing to do with her.

Are there really such people in the world? If so, why does he let people like him do rough work like weaving, selling, and cooking?

With such curiosity, Lupaoer gradually began to understand the reasons why the boss did all this. Soon, Lupaoer, who was trained as a skinny horse and well-read, found out Jiang Han's intention.

He actually wanted to find a way out for the woman!

There used to be countless good men in the world, but there wasn't a single one like the boss who actually wanted to let women stand in the sun and live their own lives. The boss asked them to do these things just to give these poor people who had no skills and could only rely on their looks to others a new way to make a living and a new life.

After learning that her boss actually had such a goal, Lupaoer was elevated and she felt that she had a new mission.

Volume 177: Chapter Chapter : The Price of Rescue

Yangzhou’s red romance industry is quite large and complex, and its demolition has not been smooth sailing.

This rather large industry has a very strict hierarchical system, and the businesses are targeting completely different classes. There are brothels that are completely aimed at the low-end market and pursue small profits but quick turnover; there are brothels and brothels that are deeply rooted in the middle class and focus on petty-bourgeois style; there are also brothels that take the boutique route and specialize in the upper class; there are also completely state-owned music houses where people can experience Meng De's happiness; there are also various kinds of entertainment projects such as painting studios, cruise ships, and various other miscellaneous projects. There are too many of them.

Very few girls who work in this industry do so voluntarily. Even those who become technical backbones, love their job, and are industry role models who work hard in the industry, or even those girls who gradually become addicted to physical intercourse, did not initially intend to make a name for themselves in this industry.

Because under such sanitary conditions in ancient times, doing this job was really hard.

The mortality and morbidity rates of women in brothels have always been high. In this age when girls can get married and start preparing for pregnancy at the age of twelve, the age at which girls in brothels start working is much lower than many people imagine. Not to mention, these customers often do not have any safety measures. No matter how careful they are, there will be times when they get pregnant unexpectedly. At this time, they have to take drugs to have an abortion, which is another harm to the body, not to mention all kinds of venereal diseases.

So where did those sick girls go?

No one cares. Many stories describe how a brothel girl meets her beloved young man, gains love, redeems her body, and runs away with her beloved. But the reason why a picture book story becomes a picture book story is that it is too unreal.

Since ancient times, how many brothel women have been able to escape from this high-rise building that trapped countless people?

More people are struggling in this quagmire, dying from herpes, erythema, vomiting blood, skin ulcers, and even accidents from abortion. Some of the pregnancies that cannot be aborted have no choice but to be born. This is a hellish place filled with stench. Beneath the blooming flower of love, there are countless twisted corpses buried.

The liberation work encountered very stubborn resistance. These pimps knew what was about to greet them, so they fought back desperately. However, the support team led by Shen Lian were dressed in armor and holding muskets. These ruffians who helped to look after the brothels had basically all been recruited by Jiang Han in the previous day's integration operation of the underground forces in Yangzhou City. Only a group of pimps who could only bully weak women were left. They had no combat power at all and were soon hit in the mouth with a scabbard, knocking out a mouthful of their teeth. Then they were tied up in jail and strictly guarded.

Many rulers basically would not touch the brothel industry because this industry is a major taxpayer, and secondly, this business involves the pain points of scholars and intellectuals.

Since marriage in ancient times was based on the arrangements of parents and matchmakers, people in ancient times often got married first and fell in love later. The issue of parents' arrangements added a lot of uncertainty to future marriage partners. In addition, the general idea was to set up a family first and then pursue a career, so people got married quite early. Eighteen years old was considered quite late to marry and have children. After getting married early, many people finally passed the exams after ten years of hard study. Their status and position improved, so they looked down on their former wives. However, if they wanted to divorce them directly, it would be bad for their reputation. Brothels solved their needs very well.

Many brothels would classify the little girls collected from all over according to their looks, such as N, R, SR, SSR, and UR, and divide them into different training limits. UR would be trained as an oiran, SSR would be a top prostitute, SR would be a courtesan, and R and N would entertain guests. These courtesans and oirans would receive comprehensive training in the brothel from a young age. They had to learn everything from playing the piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting to playing all kinds of musical instruments. They also had their predecessors specifically teach them "emotional intelligence". The girls trained in this way had only one task, which was to fall in love with these cultural people.

Falling in love is a luxury word. You can chat with these girls about flowers, birds, romance, poetry and songs, and they can all agree on what you are talking about. If you love the music of the zither and the harp, she can accompany you in playing the accompaniment. If you want to paint, she can grind the ink for you with her bare hands. In short, you can spend your money comfortably, and I guarantee that you will think about it again and again, and you will find your original wife more and more unpleasant.

Once such a rigid demand was dismantled, it would definitely be like stepping on the feet of these scholars. You have destroyed the place where I can have a romantic relationship. How can I live like this? I will have no place to listen to music in the future! Then there will be all kinds of riots and backlashes.

But Jiang Han was different. He didn't care. Or rather, compared with the backlash of these scholars, he valued the former more than his goal. So, within one day, all the brothels in Yangzhou City were dismantled and reorganized, and countless women were rescued, many of whom were sick and even pregnant.

At this moment, they gathered together, looking at Lu Pao'er standing on the high platform, listening to her words: "Sisters, you are no longer caged birds. From today on, you have done with the brothel and are free from now on. You can stand in the sun at will, no longer have to engage in the flesh trade, and you can have your own life!"

"What!!"

Many girls stood up on the spot, unable to believe their ears. What does it mean, everything is wiped out and they are free now?

"Sir, may I ask what you mean by 'freedom'?"

Some brave ones couldn't help but speak up to confirm the reliability of the news.

"Yes, you heard it right, you are free. My lord, no, the boss's highest instruction is to completely abolish all the flesh trade in Yangzhou, and all the girls in the brothels will be re-naturalized. From now on, you are good citizens."

Is this true? Is this true?

Many girls were instantly stunned by the huge surprise, and then they were filled with immense joy and grievance. They hugged each other, they cried with joy, they were sad, they laughed wildly. At this moment, no matter who the so-called boss who captured Yangzhou was, he was undoubtedly the benefactor of these poor people.

No one can understand their feelings, the anxiety of watching themselves grow older day by day, the fear of contracting illness, the helplessness of dragging their sick bodies and being tormented, the longing for freedom that can never be obtained. Thousands of words can only be summed up in one word: bitter. But how bitter it is, only those who are in it can understand.

"The government will also be responsible for the work and living needs of liberated women. You can register the skills you have learned with the government. You can become a teacher, a musician, a painter, or even work for the liberation of mankind like me. Even if you don't know anything, we will guarantee you a job that can support yourself. This is the employer's promise."

"We will also be responsible for helping pregnant sisters and those with illnesses and delivering babies, so don't worry, everything will be fine."

In the joyful atmosphere, Lupaoer once again dropped such a bombshell.

"I appreciate the kindness of the boss, but why did that lord do this?"

When everyone was so happy that they began to kowtow to thank Jiang Han for his kindness, the courtesan Pei Huayu slowly walked out and asked her own questions.

"We are insignificant, with nothing to show for it. All we have learned is just flowers, birds, wind and moon. What value do we have to be worthy of your painstaking efforts? If there is anything you need me to do, although I am not talented, I am willing to take on some of it."

She is different from others. Since becoming the most beautiful courtesan in Yangzhou City, she has seen the fickleness of human nature, various dignitaries, and power struggles. At this moment, she is extremely calm and suspicious of this unprovoked favor. She can't help but ask, so Gul'dan, what is the price?

Whether it was the education she received from childhood to adulthood, or the various ugly faces she saw after becoming an oiran, they all made her firm in her belief: "Don't trust men, you will become unhappy."

The leader of this somewhat puzzling group of rebels is naturally also a man.

“Let me answer this question.”

Lu Pao'er was about to speak when he was interrupted by a voice. He turned his head and saw Jiang Han slowly walking towards him from not far away.

After not seeing each other for a long time, Lu Pao'er was finally seeing Jiang Han again. She was very excited about Jiang Han's appearance, but she was also a little scared about Jiang Han's appearance here. Could it be that the boss didn't trust me to do this well? But she quickly changed her mind and thought, yes, I just took over such a big thing, so the boss naturally has to come and check it out... She saluted and greeted him in such a confused state of mind, and wanted to explain: "Boss... I..."

"No need to be polite, you did a good job, I am very satisfied, just keep doing it"

Jiang Han grabbed Lu Pao'er's elbow, stopping her from continuing her ceremony, and expressed his affirmation and encouragement for her work.

"I was on my way to take care of something else, and I happened to pass by here, and I heard that... question. I'm an old man who likes to teach others, and I hope you can forgive me for speaking rashly."

“How…how could this be!”

While Lu Pao'er hurriedly denied it, she felt very warm in her heart that the Dong family took such good care of her. The Dong family was so gentle. I cried to death!

"Then let me answer your question. What price do I need you to pay?"

“Of course there is a price, and it is huge.”

Sure enough, Pei Huayu nodded in his heart. This person really had big ambitions, but he didn't know what he wanted to do.

"The price is that as my citizens, you will have to pay taxes for me, not a penny less. Some of you will become teachers, and you will work hard to cultivate my reading seeds with all your heart and soul. Some of you will become painters, musicians, medical staff, or even become one of us. I want you to shine in your own positions, and turn into torches to illuminate others. The price is your memory. I will force you to forget the past and become a brand new person with the same name when you become my citizens."

Ukrainian work: refers to the current situation of being obsessed with the situation in Ukraine and Russia and not even wanting to type a word.

Volume 180: Chapter Chapter : Beneath the Execution Platform

Caishikou is quite lively at this moment.

A group of people were escorted to the execution ground with ropes, and the people around them were pointing and talking.

"Hey, what happened? Why are so many people arrested?"

"I don't know?"

"Hey, look, isn't that Mr. Li? Why was he arrested?"

"Oh, and there's Master Ma!"

"I'm afraid we've provoked the rebels. They'll kill us!"

"These rebels are so cruel. They arrested so many people at once. Look, Mr. Qian's entire family was arrested."

Faced with the people's whispers, the soldiers in the team said nothing and did not respond.

"I think the rebels are pretty good..."

A young man grumbled softly, but was soon met with wild criticism from people around him.

"How can it be good? They are rebels who are rebelling against the imperial court! They are committing all kinds of evils, such as burning, killing, looting and so on! Are you crazy?"

"But, they give us food... The imperial court only gives us porridge, but never gives us food..."

Ah this.

The conversation ended that day. Yes, no matter how good you say the imperial court is, it cannot feed you. No matter how bad you say the other side is, it cannot give you food to survive.

"Why were these people arrested?"

Just when the atmosphere was awkward, someone brought up the topic at the right time and allowed the discussion to continue.

"Who knows? Maybe it's because of what he did to the rebels. But, good job catching him. I've wanted to kill this bastard official for a long time."

"No matter what the reason is, those who are dragged to Caishikou must be death row prisoners. What crime do you think throwing stones at imperial officials is?"

"Of course he is innocent. He is no longer an official appointed by the imperial court. He will lose his head soon."

"Hahahahaha, what are you waiting for! Get started!"

These days, vegetable leaves and eggs are rare items, and no one would use them as an atmosphere. In this land with abnormal climate and frequent wars, food is always a basic need.

Fortunately, stones are free and can be picked up at will. I picked up a lump of earth from the ground and threw it away, watching it draw an arc in the air and then bounce playfully on the bodies of the criminals.

In this atmosphere full of vitality and everything coming together, the prisoners were brought to the execution platform. At the execution ground nearby, Jiang Han had already sat in the main seat.

"That's the leader of the rebels?"

"Isn't that the owner of Jiang Family Manor? How come he is the leader of the rebels?"

"What! The owner of Jiang Family Manor is the leader of the rebels? I told you long ago that this man's arrival was strange! Just look at me, I knew something was going to happen!"

"When did you say that!"

"However, the chief of the rebels is the leader of Jiang Family Manor... I heard that the people in Jiang Family Manor are living a good life?"

"What do you mean? We are all citizens of the Ming Dynasty. Look at that group of rebels. They look very evil."

"How do you know they are evil..."

"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise, this is very important, I think I saw Mr. Pei!"

"who!"

Everyone stopped discussing and looked in the direction the person who spoke was pointing. As expected, they saw Pei Huayu standing behind Jiang Han.

As the most beautiful woman in Yangzhou City, Pei Huayu's status is basically equivalent to the top star in the entertainment industry, especially in the circle of scholars which is full of cultural people. If you want to become the top star, your cultural level cannot be low. Because Pei Huayu's piano skills are quite outstanding, her singing skills are also good, and her calligraphy is also quite tasteful. She is very famous in Yangzhou City and can be said to be the dream lover of countless boys.

It can be said that being able to have a kiss with Mrs. Pei is worth living ten years less! But now, what did they see?

Their dream lover, their light, Pei Dajia, actually stood behind the rebel leader with such a humble look! He looked like he was about to cry!

In fact, Pei Huayu burst into tears on the spot after seeing the previous roster and thinking of the atrocities committed by these people. It took her a long time to calm down.

"I can not accept!"

The boys' hearts were broken.

"Ms. Pei must have been coerced! Look at the tears on Mr. Pei's face!"

Wow, a heavyweight is coming. Even from such a distance you can see the tears on Pei Dajia's face. He is a good archer.

"Brother, you have a good eye. Can you help me see how Mr. Pei looks like?"

"Damn it, my Mr. Pei! He must have been coerced by that damn rebel leader to do this and that, and in broad daylight..."

This one is this one!

"Good brother, I'll give you two cents, and you can continue your story in broad daylight."

"But seriously, who is that girl next to Mr. Pei? She's so pretty."

"Yes, it's this hair, why is it this color?"

"There are people with blue hair in this world?"

"You're not surprised by what you've seen. That Jiang Manor owner has white-haired, blonde-haired, and red-haired girls under his command!"

"A role model for our generation, no, he is simply a beast! He is so obsessed with women! This man will never achieve anything great!"