Chapter 10 third quarter 3

As mentioned earlier, in the center of Fenghuangzhai, there is a platform made of rammed earth.What needs to be explained is that there is a slope protection made of pebbles around this high platform to prevent it from being washed down by rain; there is a wooden house on the platform with a bark roof.Moss had already grown on the bark, and green grass was growing. In the wooden house lived a prostitute, either old or young, dedicated or not, or called the man "official", "adult", or It's called "Hey, you!".This is a contradiction, so in Fenghuang Village, there are actually two prostitutes——for such a large village, only one prostitute is not enough.That is to say, there are two wooden houses and two rammed earth platforms standing side by side in the village.Solving contradictions in this way can be called clever.Behind the two houses there were two different gardens. In the garden of the former prostitute, there was a gravel path and a small circular pool with an Indian water-lily planted in it.In Chang'an City, you can buy Indian water lily seeds, but you have to bring them far away.With the exception of paths and pools, all surfaces are sanded to suppress weeds.In particular, there is an unfathomably deep dry well in one corner of the garden. In order to prevent the well wall from collapsing, it was built with stones. A thick wooden board with holes was laid on the dry well. small pavilion.

As you might have imagined, this is a sanitary fixture, and to put it bluntly, a toilet.As the old whore defecated in it, she could hear the distant echoes of the underground.Of course there are some flowers and plants planted in the garden, but it's not important anymore. In short, the old prostitute will tidy up the garden when she has time.And that young girl’s backyard was full of wild plantains, thatch taller than her head, messy hemp stalks, dry reeds, etc. Sometimes she took a knife to chop it up when she felt like it, and cut it to the east and west. One piece, a mess.What's even more frightening is that she's eating wild shit in the backyard grass.Farther away from the back garden, there is a straight wood pineapple tree, which seems to be about 30 to 50 years old, and grows very tall.A vine, or bark rope, stretched across the desolate garden, tied at one end to the bifurcation of the tree trunk, and at the other end to the house post.There is a vine pocket on the tree, as long as no one comes, the girl will climb along the vine to sleep in the vine pocket.

For this difference, there is a reasonable explanation in the manuscript: the old prostitute came first, and there were no prostitutes in the village before her arrival.Governor Xue Song led his men to repair the house and carefully built a garden to welcome her.The little prostitute came later. At this time, Xue Song and the others had already built a garden, and they were a little tired.In addition, they are building houses under the supervision of old prostitutes, and if they pay too much attention, they will be charged with liking the new and disliking the old.All in all, the treatment will be different if you arrive at Phoenix Village first or later.Of course, if you say that I am alluding to the first coming or the second coming to the world, the treatment will be different, and I have no objection, because the author does not know what a novel is alluding to.That night, it was the young prostitute who was blamed for not being professional, but Xue Song insisted on tying her to a tree in front of the old prostitute's door and smoking her.This shows that Xue Song has deeper intentions.

According to the manuscript, the reason why Xue Song and the others beat the girl was that she shaved her head and put on a fake headgear.In this village, it is a violation of camp regulations to shave your head casually.But the old whore also shaved her head, so no one beat her.They beat the girl, and let her go, to sit by the fire.After a while, she suffered from pain and pain, cried and cried, and her mood improved, so she said, "Hey, you guys!"Who wants to play?Many people here have this kind of mood, so they cast their eyes on Xue Song.Xue Song thought, I have no reason to object, so he nodded.Then a soldier turned around, pointed at her the buckle of the bamboo strips on her back, and said, "Untie it!" The girl stretched out her hand to untie it, but suddenly withdrew her hand and slammed her on the back and said: "You Just hit me!Why should I "untie" you!Xue Song shook his head secretly, and walked away from the fire, thinking in his heart: This girl has not been beaten enough; but he is tired of beating her.

Not too long ago, I was in the hospital and saw an old documentary on TV.It was played until after the end of World War II.How the French punish the French girls who hang out with the German soldiers--you probably already know, they shave their heads off--there's a chair under the eaves, and the girls take turns sitting on it, bowing their heads.Before sitting on it, they were young girls, and when they stood up, they became adult women.The blue-shaven scalp, like Yun's black hair, looks more mature and has a deeper sense of obscenity—the girls all face the barber's clippers and cameras calmly, as if to say: Since you need to shave Let's shave our hair.

The little whore had the same attitude towards being whipped: If I need to be spanked on the back, so be it.She herself faced a moss-covered tree that was cold and slippery for the heat, but not annoying.Some people don't hurt when they fight, it's just numb and sensual.Then she stretched her back towards the whipper.Some people were burning and hurting, and now she hugged this cool tree... She liked the difference.If there is no difference, life is meaningless.Even so, she still cried when she was beaten.This is mainly because she feels that it is wrong not to cry when she is beaten.I appreciate her optimism.But if you ask me what is "right" and what is "wrong", I can't answer at all.

My story begins again: In the late Tang Dynasty, Xue Song was a playboy who lived in the gray and suffocating city of Chang'an.Later, he was seduced by an old prostitute and went to Xiangxi as a Jiedu envoy, intending to establish his absolute authority in the local area.But authority is something that cannot be bought with money.Although Xue Song spent money to hire many soldiers, he also knew that these soldiers could not be counted on.He felt that the old whore could be counted on, but had little confidence in that opinion.After all, he could only count on that little whore.The little whore offered the ass and the back on which he could lash, while deluding himself and thinking: this is merit.

I should tell something about the old whore.She once wandered all over the world, and finally settled in Chang'an City, living in a square brick pavilion.Although the pavilion is huge, it has only four small arches, and they are all the size of dog holes.People say: She is not selling her body, but providing men with a cultural enjoyment.Because no matter who entered the pavilion, they would receive the most solemn reception and the most respectful kneeling. She would always say that the prostitutes were not ordinary people, and they could make meritorious deeds.As for herself, she also has the determination to make contributions.All followed Xue Song to this barren land.He plans to do something unprecedented in Fenghuangzhai.But Xue Song didn't build any achievements, but often beat a little prostitute in front of her door.The old woman sat behind the paper door and listened, itching with hatred in her heart, she gritted her teeth and muttered in a low voice: You bastard surnamed Xue!I know who you want to hit!Sooner or later, I will let you know how good I am... That is to say, old prostitutes provide high-end cultural services, which do not include beatings.Xue Song dared to make such a low-level hint to her, which would naturally incur anger.