Regret Records of Cultivating a Tyrant

Jiang Yu's face was a little hot from his teasing laugh, and he rushed out without waiting for him to finish speaking, ignoring Han Shiqing at all.

"Hey? Mr. Han, why did you come out?" Lin Shicheng was sitting on the first floor drinking, when he saw Jiang Yu coming out angrily, he felt a little bit in his heart, and immediately knew that his 1 taels of silver ticket was for naught.

He caught up with Jiang Yu and followed him into the carriage. As soon as he sat down, he saw Jiang Yu pounding his fist on the wooden board of the carriage, which made his heart tremble.

He noticed the other party's red eye circles and annoyed expression, he was very curious, but he couldn't show it too obviously, so he could only ask sideways, "Why? Did Mr. Yan say something that made you angry?"

"It shouldn't be, he obviously likes you that much."

"He didn't say anything." Jiang Yu calmed down a bit, and he said, "It's because I said too many useless things to him."

After Lin Shicheng heard his words, he pricked up his ears and waited for Jiang Yu to explain those so-called "useless words" to him.

But after waiting for a long time, Jiang Yu didn't say anything, and he was a little depressed.

It's been a long time since he saw such a wonderful expression on Jiang Yu's face as today, and he really wanted to know what happened in the past half an hour.

"Hey." Jiang Yu didn't say anything, so he stopped asking. He told Jiang Yu what he had just heard from Qingyan Building, "Your Majesty, I heard that the people in Qingyan Building talked about Mr. Yan , They said that Mr. Yan is getting old and will be forced to sell his first night by the mother in charge, and the price given is 5000 taels."

Speaking of this, Lin Shicheng felt a pain in his heart, and said, "Today, I thought you wanted to have a spring festival, so I gave the mother in charge 1 taels. Whoever wanted to sit on your ass didn't even heat up, so you came out."

"What I am worried about now is what to do if the mother thinks that Mr. Yan has offended you, and it will be difficult for him later."

Jiang Yu's heart was disturbed, but remembering the man's ridicule to him just now, he said, "What does it have to do with me? Let him suffer a little bit."

Lin Shicheng couldn't figure out his thoughts, so he asked him, "Where is Your Majesty going now? Going back to the palace?"

Jiang Yu shook his head, "Go to the Imperial Tomb, I will sleep there tonight."

Qingyanlou's whips are all wrapped in soft leather. It hurts extremely, but it doesn't bleed. It is the best punishment for disobedient male prostitutes.

Han Shiqing sent Jiang Yu away, asked Xiaoci to get him a basin of hot water, washed him up, and then asked Xiaoci to apply medicine to the red and swollen welts on his body, then retreated into the bed, turned off the light, and planned to sleep .

But as soon as the light went out, the door was pushed open vigorously from the outside, and the light from the corridor on the third floor shone in, casting two figures on the screen.

"Mr. Yan, you're such a big show!" A shrill female voice came in, the lights in the room were lit, and a woman in her 40s strode over, followed by a dark and strong man.

She grabbed Han Shiqing's slender arm, pulled him out of the quilt vigorously, and slapped him unexpectedly with the other hand.

Han Shiqing was stunned.

"You bastard! Do you know how much money Mr. Han gave you! You slammed the door of his big patron angrily! How dare you sleep now?! Give you face, don't you!"

She cursed and wanted to start again, but this time Han Shiqing stopped her.

Han Shiqing has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and many instincts have been integrated into his bones. Although this reborn body has no internal strength and is still very weak, he can basically use some martial arts methods and moves.

Seeing him pushing and sending, the old woman was pushed so hard that she couldn't stand still before she could react, and she fell to the ground.

The man and woman were taken aback for a moment, and then the woman shouted, "Okay! How dare you fight back! Da Zhuang, hold him down! I must let him taste the feeling of daring to fight his master tonight." Son!"

This Qingyan Building is her business, and she bought Mr. Yan at the beginning. She has been raising him as a cash cow for ten years, beating and scolding him at every turn, but Mr. Yan never dared to resist before. Han Shiqing, just pushed her, and she was like a vicious old cat whose tail was stepped on, and she was going to fight Han Shiqing desperately.

The male slave called Da Zhuang was instructed to come up and arrest Han Shiqing.

Shi Qing let him hold his arm, pulled backhand, took advantage of his own position to pull the man to the side, and then kicked him fiercely sideways to his waist, followed by a Knee, immediately made the strong man's face turn pale, cold sweat flowed out, he knelt down on the ground clutching his chest and abdomen.

"Well……"

Da Zhuang was groaning, looking in extreme pain, probably because he never thought that Mr. Yan, who was soft and weak in the past, would beat him so hard that he couldn't stand up straight, and he was powerless to fight again. .

Han Shiqing didn't beat him again, but turned to look at the frightened mother in charge.

He touched the red and swollen left face from the beating, and his heart was still burning.

No one ever slapped him.

It's just that he doesn't have any parents.

For a moment, he wanted to retaliate against the woman in front of him, but he firmly suppressed it.

A man can never hit a woman, this is what his father taught him.

"Mom, when I chatted with Mr. Han, you should have benefited a lot from the people who walked with him, right?" He sneered, "Otherwise you wouldn't have let him into my house for so long."

"So, since you've all benefited, why come here to make trouble? It's late at night, and I want to sleep. If you don't leave, I'll beat you to leave. What do you think?"

The woman opened her mouth wide and leaned on the bedpost. She couldn't believe that the words came from that soft persimmon Mr. Yan. She pointed at Han Shiqing with shaking fingers and cursed, "Wait for me! I will come back tomorrow!" try to find……"

Han Shiqing squeezed his fist.

The woman immediately ran out in fright, shouting as she ran, "I'll settle the score with you tomorrow!"

The man named Da Zhuang also followed, clutching his stomach, not daring to look at Han Shiqing the whole time.

They caused a lot of commotion here. Outside the house, some clients and male prostitutes gathered around and stretched their necks to look inside.

At this time, seeing these two people come out in despair, I couldn't help being even more curious.

"Young Master, Young Master!" Xiaoci pushed aside the crowd, walked in, helped Han Shiqing close the door of the house, walked around the screen, and seeing the wound on Han Shiqing's face, he couldn't help sighing, and said, "Sometimes I am really I feel sorry for you, but we were born as slaves. From the day we were sold here, we lost our freedom and had to obey our mother's orders. She treats us better when she is in a good mood. When she is in a bad mood, it is us who are unlucky, I think The look on her face just now, could it be that you made her unhappy again?"

Han Shiqing rubbed his face, and sat cross-legged on the bed, "It's because she was unreasonable first, it's good that I didn't fight her."

"My lord, no one is reasoning with us! We are slaves, didn't you know that before? A slave can never contradict his master, this is the rule!"

"Oh, I forgot that you can't remember a lot of things." Xiaoci recalled what Han Shiqing said before, so she sat on the bedside of Han Shiqing, grabbed his hand, and said, "You must remember that we are slaves. The master is also the master, death is also the master's decision, we have to obey the master in everything we say and do, do you understand me when I say that?"

His expression was extremely serious and humble, which made Han Shiqing feel dazed for a while, thinking of Han Shan.

Han Shan used to be like this, the master before the master, the master and the queen, watching the Han family's winks all day long.

The former Han Shiqing didn't know what kind of life a slave lived.

But now he suddenly understood and could understand.

There was a stabbing pain in my heart, and I remembered what Han Shan said when he hugged him into his arms, protecting him until death.

"Master, I don't want you to die..."

Han Shan has always pretended to be the Han family in his heart. When did he think about himself?

With sore eyes, Han Shiqing turned his back and told Xiao Ci to turn off the lights. After the people left, he hugged the quilt and choked up in a low voice, weeping quietly.

It was he who killed Han Shan.

If he didn't take Han Shan with him, Han Shan wouldn't die.

His rebirth may be a good thing for Jiang Yu and his family, but for himself, the memory is still in the moment when he hugged the dead Han Shan, and he probably won't be able to get away from this kind of situation for a long time. remorse and torment.

The Qingyan Building is a night business, closed in the morning, and the prostitutes can sleep until the sun rises.

Han Shiqing cried for a long time and went to bed late, his eyes were red and swollen, and he was dizzy. In addition, his body's five senses were too weak. When he noticed someone approaching gently, it was too late to resist.

This time, the mother in charge directly brought five tall male slaves, and threw Han Shiqing's five-flowered bundle into the hall on the first floor of Qingyan Building. There are all kinds of instruments of torture and props for clients to use on prostitutes.

She ordered the children to wake up all the prostitutes and take them all to the first floor.

After a while, the floor was full of people.

She grabbed the familiar soft whip, and lashed Han Shiqing's exposed collarbone hard, filling it with a glaring red mark, and the place quickly swelled up.

She yelled in a thin and high-pitched voice, "To wake you up today is to let you all watch, and you will end up daring to disobey my order!"

She stared at Han Shiqing with wide eyes, then lashed down with the whip again, savagely hitting her shoulders, making Han Shiqing's face turn paler, and the blood on her thin lips almost gone.

"Didn't you be so violent last night! Ah?!" She clenched her whip tightly, her eyes were red, and she laughed excitedly, whipping down whip after whip, mocking the man in front of her, "You still say you want to hit me? Who gave you the guts! Are you going crazy? I don’t care about you, I think you’re going to stand on top of my head and do my best!"

"I've been a courtesan for ten years, and now I'm out of ostentation? I'm out of face? I really think I'm so noble! Pooh—" She spat, her words were fierce, and every sentence was thorny, "If it wasn't for the old lady's praise Look at you, how many men have stabbed your ass by now! You are a cheap bastard in your bones, don't take yourself seriously! I praise you for your face, let me tell you, tonight you have to Pick up the guest for my old lady, and now I will give you a hard time to serve a man!"

After finishing speaking, she hung the whip back on the shelf, and said coldly to the male slave standing not far from Han Shiqing, "Strip him naked!"

Han Shiqing's hands, feet and arms were tied up with ropes, and he was forced to endure so many whips. This body was already too much for him. Coupled with the drowsiness from not getting enough sleep, he had no ability to resist now.

He never thought that this old woman could be so vicious.

If he could have imagined what would happen to him today, no matter what he did, he would never have stayed here again last night.