I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

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It is also a song "Evening Fragrance", but at this time it has become Japanese.

Obviously, these women are not the women of the Imperial Guard of Wa Island in the Ming Dynasty, but the wives and daughters of the fleeing nobles.

Now quite a few of them are using their bodies in Shanghai to raise military funds for the restoration of the country for Muren.

Originally, this was also their fate in history.

After the Meiji Restoration, the first pot of gold for Japan to become an industrial power was accumulated little by little by going to Nanyang, Shanghai and other places to sell sex with women.

Now this scene is just staged a few years in advance.

Moreover, the expenses obtained are not used to strengthen the country, but to restore the country.

As for the Kazuyo who have joined the Daming nationality, or have the Wajima Governor's Mansion citizenship, they are far away from such a fate.

The Protectorate of Wa Island is now carrying out a campaign of "speaking Ming dialect and being a Ming person".

Although it is not like the "Manhua Fuxing" in Beijing that everyone can only use sign language, but it is definitely not possible to sing the Japanese version of "Evening Fragrance".

"Not bad, not bad, the singing is not bad!"

Tong Zi's eyes lit up, he turned his head and said, "Brother Jin, Brother Yu wants this!"

"Wuyun Gaixue is indeed a beauty, Brother Tong will pick her!"

Jin Qingzhi gave a thumbs up, and then turned to the old bustard and asked, "These ladies and gentlemen are all pretty good, our men will take care of everything!"

As he spoke, Jin Qingzhi boldly took out three large silver ingots.

The silver ingot that Jin Qingzhi took out was the standard weight of Pingku silver of the imperial court, but it was not a large ingot of 50 taels.

This time the superior specifically instructed to travel in a low-key manner, and not to bring slaves with him, even one of Jinqing's ingots that big can't be carried by himself.

What he took out was only three small ingots of 10 taels, a total of 30 taels, although it was not a lot, it was enough if you think about it.

This Oriental girl can't be inlaid with gold.

After all, 30 taels of silver is equivalent to the RMB of later generations, which is more than 1000 yuan, and two thousand yuan is not bad.

however……

The old bustard took the money with a smile, covered her mouth and chuckled lightly: "As expected of a master from Baijing, the reward is so generous!"

"Reward? What reward?" Jin Qingyi was taken aback.

"Look at how polite you are, sir, I will tell you about the tea money for entering the boudoir again."

The old procuress scratched his chest coquettishly, and said with a coquettish smile: "There are five girls in total, the tea money will be 400 taels of silver, sir, you can pay the bill with Shengji silver notes or Daming treasure banknotes, if the Huai army handover Or for bank notes issued by Shanxi merchants and Huai merchants, a part of the denomination has to be discounted... you have to pay 480 taels!"

!!!

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400 taels of silver?

Jin Qingzhi jumped up, he couldn't believe his ears, "You must have made a mistake, we are here for female tickets, not concubines! 400 taels is enough for me to take two concubines! "

What Jin Qingzhi said was the truth, now in the territory of Beizhili, for 400 taels, you can indeed get two good-looking concubines, if you don't pick on beauty, it's not a big problem to get five.

400 taels, this is equivalent to a huge sum of 15 in later generations!

There are refugees everywhere in Hebei, and there are not many people who sell their children and daughters. It is said that there are five, but they may all be conservative.

To be honest, for 400 taels of silver, Jin Qingzhi did bring so many banknotes on this trip, but if he used this money for female tickets, it would not be exclusive to himself, but a treat...

This is so stupid!

For this money, I can't get a woman's ticket in Hanjiatan!

however……

"Pfft... This man is so funny, he wants to get a concubine for just over 400 taels of silver, and it's still the couple..."

It was neither the bustard nor the Japanese woman who sang the song, but the little maid serving tea.

It is said that she is a maid, but she is actually selling herself.

It's not a boudoir novel made up by some scholar. There is no such thing as a show in Fengyuechang.

Even if it is a Qing Dynasty official, it is just a high-end route that was created because Guangzhou sores have become more and more frequent since the late Ming Dynasty, and the nobles are quite worried about going down the bird.

The so-called little maids in the brothel are just prostitutes who are not popular with customers because of their thin appearance.

Even if it is a temporary red card, once the old age fades and the benefactor is gone, the status will immediately drop.

It is already the best destination for the eldest to marry as a businessman's wife.

If no one combs it and doesn't save enough money for himself, then the old red card will also be reduced to an old woman doing odd jobs in a brothel.

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In short, this little maid's appearance is normal, and she is also a broken mouth,

While tidying up the tea set, she muttered: "The people who come to Beijing are all high-ranking officials, but they are also from the countryside. Wouldn't it be better for someone to go to Daming to be a textile worker than to be a concubine to the countryside?"

"Xiaoju doesn't want Hagang!"

The old bustard pretended to say a few words to the maidservant, "There are no relatives and no acquaintances in America, and it can't be compared to Allah Shanghai!"

"If you are looking for money, you have to take advantage of your youth!"

The maid curled her lips and said in a low voice, "If it wasn't for the fact that they couldn't pass the political examination, their husbands and fathers were so stupid, they would have gone to Daming to work, and if they didn't go to that place called Xishatu, wouldn't they be able to earn more money than us here?"

"Nong knows how to talk back! Why don't you go to Nong Zika!"

The old bustard waved the maid away, but she didn't dare to scold her too much, worrying that she would really pack up her bed and go to the Ming Dynasty someday.

Now this kiln sister is not easy to recruit!

Open Book Apartment in Shanghai has also been rolled up!

But if it is said that they will vote for Ming, the old bustard thinks that the probability is not very high on the whole.

After all, the nobles of Ming Dynasty said that women also had to work in Daming, and that work was the most honorable.

Daming women either went to the factory to enter the workshop, or went to the fields to plant mulberry and raise silkworms, or they didn't rely on their legs to eat!

It's not that the bustard looks down on people, it's just that these lazy girls raised by themselves, if they can endure this hardship, they won't come here to sell their flesh and blood to be kiln sisters.

Although Daming is good, he doesn't allow Chinese girls to be prostitutes. It's really unreasonable!

But this can be regarded as leaving a way out for the book apartments in Shanghai.

……

After all, they are in the business of opening the door to pick up customers. Although the old bustard felt contemptuous, she still said, "It's better to come from Baijing, oh no, I mean, don't joke about the guest officials from Beijing.

The price of tea in our Liuying Book Apartment is well-known and fair on the banks of the Suzhou River. If you don’t believe me, you can ask other benefactors, or other book apartments, and you can go to the yamen to file a lawsuit for any cheater.

But if you don’t have money and want to eat for free, or even want to make trouble, you’d better weigh it..."

"Who do you look down on?"

Tong Zi cried out, "Look at your dog eyes, who is our brother Jin San! He was born at the root of the imperial city as a child and grew up drinking the most authentic mountain spring water in Yuquan Mountain. I can’t afford a mere 400 taels of silver... woo woo woo... Brother Jin let go, let go..."

Jin Qingzhi covered his mouth, his face livid.

I don't feel sorry for the cub, it's really dark to kill the embryo without spending my own money!

400 taels, come and pay if you have the ability!

However, Jin Qingzhi, who is the leading brother, couldn't say such words, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

Face or money, that is the question.

Just when Jin Qingzhi thought about it again and again, and was about to grit his teeth and drag his companion to leave without losing face, a pair of steady hands suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

At the same time, a strong Guangxi accent came from his ear: "Friends, please stay!"

……

The old bustard didn't know why the mysterious owner came to the store today, let alone why he was so generous to these Beijing townspeople.

The old bustard said before that their book apartment has a deep relationship with the Li family, but she was actually talking nonsense.

To be able to open a book apartment by the Suzhou River where every inch of land is expensive, there is naturally a backer behind it.

But the old bustard actually doesn't know who is the backer behind her boss, who is so unpredictable.

She only knew that the master had great powers, whether it was Shili Yangchang or Shanghai Daotai Yamen, there was nothing wrong with him in Shanghai.

So in private, the old bustard guessed that her employer must have a great relationship with the Li family in Hefei.

It's just that why this owner named Yang Xingliu doesn't speak Anhui dialect, but Southwest Mandarin, that's not known.

……

Yang Liu, the top elder of the Ming Dynasty, one of the three heavenly kings of the Guangxi and Taiping families of the Ming Dynasty, once saved the life of the Long Live Lord, and was also saved by the Long Live Lord. The super important minister!

Compared with his two brothers, Qi Wenchang, commander of the Wumu Army, and Zhang Changgui, minister of the Ministry of War, Yang Liu has been somewhat unknown these years.

The only thing worth talking about is that his three triplet daughters have already attended Fengdu Kindergarten, and they are very skinny!

But in fact, all the real important ministers know that Yang Liu has never faded out of Long Live Lord's vision. On the contrary, Yang Liu has always been an important member of Long Live Lord's confidant.

Compared with Qi Wenchang, who is good at commanding and battling large corps, and Zhang Changgui, who is good at logistics support, conscription and training, and overall planning, Yang Liu's specialty lies in his keen intuition, extraordinary skill, inhuman physical fitness, and looks honest and honest. , a harmless appearance to humans and animals.

That's right, looking like a fool is also one of Yang Liu's great advantages.

Combining these things together, Yang Liu naturally became a sharp knife on the special front.

If it is similar to the relationship between Zhang Changgui-Qi Wenchang, Yin Wei-Yang Liu is also a pair of gold medals.

Yang Liu is more of an executor on the front line than a planner.

He is Daming's 007, Yan Shuangying who was born 70 years earlier, and a human messenger who regularly broadcasts the Heavenly Father's Yuyin to hundreds of thousands of believers in Nanjing.

This time, the Manchu and Qing court sent spies from the sticky pole office to Shanghai, which was the opportunity that Yang Liu had been looking for for a long time.

The most powerful virus will attack the body's immune system, and the most powerful agents will instigate the enemy's intelligence services.

Of course, Yang Liu approached Jin Qingzhi and his party not to instigate them, but to use them.

To be honest, it is safer for these masters to be used as enemies.

If they went directly to Daming's side anyway and became his comrades-in-arms, this would probably be the most worrying thing.

Yang Liu boldly freed the order and gave him good wine. He would never go home drunk with his friends in Baijing. He even graciously presented the latest Hebrew tobacco for the elders of old Beijing to taste.

The few Beijing uncles were so excited that they rolled their eyes on the spot, and it took a long time to spit out two words: "Authentic!"

"That's the smell, it's the smell that I play in Beijing!"

Although they said so, after all, it was the first time they encountered something whose purity was increased by several orders of magnitude, and these masters were still drunk in the end.

The thing wouldn't even get up.

Research studies have shown that smoking can cause impotence, and excessive smoking of XX is naturally more so.

This made those women and girls breathe a sigh of relief.

Because when they got drunk and took off the melon caps on their heads, an ugly money rat tail was exposed.

Even Yanzu couldn't support this hairstyle, it was so ugly that he was insanely ugly.

Although the daughter of the Japanese Gongqing's family sacrificed her body for the restoration of Japan, it doesn't mean she won't vomit.

When Liu Yingshuyu signed these prostitutes, it was stated in the contract that there were three types of female ticket holders that could not be accepted.

One is a foreigner with a lot of hair and body odor, one is a patient infected with Cantonese sores, and the other is a fundamentalist bannerman with a money rat tail.

But it doesn't matter if it's a woman or not.

The power of Hebrew smoke far exceeds that of women.

Soon, Mr. Yang, who was eager to do good and righteous, and generous, became the close friend of Jin Qingzhi and others.

Accompanying them to eat, drink and play for more than half a month, finally one day, Jin Qingzhi Mingjiu drank the Hebrew opium, then put his arms around Yang Liu's neck, and said with a distressed expression: "Mr. Back in Beijing, I don’t know if there is a chance to see you again in this world of flowers and flowers in the south of the Yangtze River. Of course, what I miss the most is your... Hebrew cigarettes!"

"Brothers, if you don't smoke Hebrew opium for a day, you feel uncomfortable!"

Looking at the ugliness of the uncles in tears, Yang Liu believed that what they said was the truth.

After all, he couldn't understand the power of those Hebrew opium.

Yang Liu has seen too many tragedies of self-mutilation and self-mutilation because he could not continue the Hebrew smoke.