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Writing in the Republic of China (15)

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    [Respectfully, Mister Night Watchman:

    Hello sir, I have written to you hastily, and I hope you will forgive me if there is any abruptness.

    I know that my husband is big-hearted, he is not an ordinary man, and he will never look down on me, so I am here to tell him boldly, that I am Bai Shaoyao, the most famous prostitute in Bada Hutong. I am illiterate, and this letter is  A kind-hearted person helped me write it. I also heard the stories you wrote from other people. I was not afraid of your jokes.  If you don't dislike it, sir, just listen to me tell my own story.

    I was poor when I was young, and then there was a severe drought, so my father sold me. When I fell into the dust, I was one year younger than Baixiang. Girls my age are not uncommon in Bada Hutong. My little sister is seven years old.  It was opened.  I have been doing skin and meat business in this pickled place for ten years, and I have suffered all kinds of inhuman tortures. I will not elaborate here for fear of dirtying Mr. ears.  I think, compared with the dead Baixiang, I am lucky, because not only am I still alive, but I have also become a famous prostitute. The guests I come and go are all wealthy businessmen and celebrities.  How can there be everything good, how can flowers be as red as a hundred days?

    Sir, do you know where the most famous red peony in Bada Hutong was located ten years ago?  The red peony was redder than me at the beginning, but since she contracted the dirty disease, she quickly fell from a first-class Qingyin small class to a second-class tea room. In our business, falling down is much more painful than death.  When I saw Hong Mudan again later, she had become the most despicable fourth-class prostitute, that is, a brothel. No matter who it is, as long as you pay her a dime, you can sleep with her.  The old bustard beat her Later, she died. Because she was too ill to receive guests, the old bustard threw her away in a mass grave and buried her alive. Maybe her body was eaten by wild dogs just like the Baixiang described by the husband.

    Sir, I am no longer young. Even if I wear gold and silver now, I will soon be reduced to a second-class tea room. The fate of Baixiang and Red Peony is my fate.  But I am not reconciled, sir, I am also the daughter of an innocent family, why should I die so dirty?  From Mr.'s story, I know that Mr. sympathizes with us people, and Mr. sees us as human beings.  I know that my husband is more knowledgeable than me, a blind man, so I would like to ask you, how can I survive?  If I leave this business, what can I do]

    Bai Shaoyao's words only uncovered the tip of the iceberg of the country's 3,000-year history of sex. The real life of prostitutes and women is much more tragic than the stories written by Le Jing and Bai Shaoyao.  Some people may ask, since it is so miserable, why not redeem yourself?  Of course it's because I can't afford it.

    Beiping prostitutes are divided into four classes, which are Qingyin small class, tea room, lower place and kiln.  Like a second-class teahouse, there are generally divided into tea customers and shop customers. The former is to drink tea and eat melon seeds to chat about lyrics and poems. The fee is 1 yuan per plate of melon seeds.  It was twelve yuan, of which the bustard and the boss each shared five yuan.  The aunt and the guy each pay one yuan, and then the boss pays the prostitute and the girl fifty cents.  In addition, as a legal profession, prostitutes have to pay high taxes to the police station every month. At the end of the Republic of China, third-class prostitutes paid 100,000 French currency a month in tax and 250,000 inspection fees.  Each pick-up costs 100,000 yuan, of which the boss has to take 90,000 yuan, which means that every third-class prostitute has to pick up customers 35 times a month without eating or drinking to pay the tax.  By the way, a piece of pork in Peking at that time sold for 250,000 French currency.

    In later generations, many girls chose to sell their bodies for material things, but in the Republic of China, human flesh was cheaper than pork.  Even if a few prostitutes are lucky enough to redeem themselves, they will soon have to return to their old jobs because they have no means of earning a living after being abandoned by clients.  That's why Bai Shaoyao asked Le Jing how she should live.

    How to survive is very simple, but it is very difficult in the current social environment. It will not be until decades later that the great man cut through this cancer with extraordinary courage, and then gave the white peony the chance to live innocently.  Lejing can't save Bai Shaoyao, they can only save themselves if they want to survive.

    Le Jing thought about it, and told Bai Shaoyao everything about how he saw through his stepmother's schemes, how he quit drugs, how he and his sister traveled thousands of miles to Beiping, and how he worked to make a living while sick.  Finally he said: "In this world, it is much harder for women to survive than men. I will not say anything irresponsible such as you have to redeem yourself to be an innocent person. I can only tell you that you have to pay ten times more than me.  Even a hundredfold effort can be used to live a dignified life. What I also need to tell you is that the constraints on women in this era are much smaller than before. Women can also work, go to school and become officials. If you want to change your situation, you may wish to use  Self-advantages, learning to read and write from prostitutes, no matter what time it is, a literate person can always have multiple paths.¡±

      A few days later, Le Jing received another letter from Bai Shaoyao, this time there were only four crooked words on the letter paper: "Thank you, sir."

    Le Jing doesn't know what will happen to Bai Shaoyao in the end. Maybe her efforts will be shattered by the tide of fate in the end, but history will never forget her tiny efforts at this time.  Together, we will one day light up the night that has engulfed this country for three thousand years

    Spring in Peiping is as short as new snow in the sun, but in the blink of an eye, summer can't wait to come.

    The previously listless peach tree in front of the courtyard also bloomed, and Le Jing was lazily lying on the recliner under the tree, with the sound of Li Shuran reading aloud in the room.

    He yawned, and then he heard the clear and clear voice of everyone Zhou's cub from the alley outside the house: "Stay away from Xiaofang, you perverted Nantang!" After a burst of laughter, another voice called out: "  Bah! You are the traitor! You are Jingri!" Afterwards, two groups of elementary school chickens, "Golden Bell Rebounds slightly" and so on, spoke, but Le Jing listened thoughtfully.

    In order to hate Nantang that day, he mainly scolded Nantang with "Dog's Eyes See People Low", supplemented by essays such as "The Stranger Nantang", but the follow-up result was beyond his expectation  .

    "A dog's eyes look low on people" naturally received a lot of praise, and the traitor named Nantang in Bai Xue's eyes aroused many readers' scolding.

    What surprised him was the sensational effect caused by "The Strange Man in Nantang".

    Let's put it this way, in the words of later generations, "The Strange Man in Nantang" is an explosive article with 100,000+ WeChat readings and hundreds of thousands of reposts on Weibo.  The pungent satire written by Lejing against Nantang makes even illiterate people enjoy talking about it. The conversation between the youngest son of the Zhou family and his friends just now proved this point. Now children use Nantang instead of swearing when they swear  up.

    If "Dog's Eyes See People Low" is Yangchun Baixue, then "The Strange Man in Nantang" is Xialiba people.  In order to make the content of the article more humorous and satirical, Le Jing gave up too much sentence polishing when writing "The Strange Man in Nantang".  In other words, it is easy for people to understand.  Even people who don't have much culture can understand the jokes in other people's retellings, so this article spreads at a speed that Le Jing didn't expect.

    I think that in order to make his works easier to read, Bai Juyi specially asked old women on the street to revise his poems.  To borrow a sentence from later generations of presidents and governors: "The people like to hear and see it, but you don't like it, how old are you?"

    Le Jing finally realized his mistake.  I think he is usually conceited and smart, and he also made the mistake of being isolated and one-sided.  He got the real audience of his article wrong.  Although "A Dog's Eye Sees a Man Low" is good, it will only be read by intellectuals. Le Jing's thoughts cannot be conveyed to hundreds of millions of people.

    What belongs to the people is what belongs to the masses, what belongs to the nation, and what belongs to the world.

    Fortunately, it is not too late for him to realize this.  Of course, he will continue to write the series "A Dog's Eyes Sees a Man Low", but it will not be the current focus.

    He wants to choose a new theme that the people love to write his thoughts and stories. The new theme may be kitsch, it may be simple, and it may not be as artistic as tragedy, but the people will like it, and the people will be happy to accept the thoughts conveyed by the work.  .

    What should I write about new topics?  Le Jing thought he needed to think about it.

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    The famous courtesan Sai Jinhua, the famous Mrs. Zhuangyuan, visited Europe with her husband. During the Gengzi Incident (the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded China), she tried her best to deal with the country as a courtesan.  Ashamed, she was expelled from the capital. In order to make a living, she could only copy her old career, and later married a benefactor. After the benefactor died, she died of poverty in Bada Hutong.

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