Chapter 4 The House of Fraternity
The Inca Lesson (Fiction) "The Demolition of the Inca Empire" (Volume 2) Zhang Baotong
After leaving the barracks, the night became deeper. He looked at his watch and it was already ten-thirty at night. He thought about it. Since someone like Soto was worried about him, he felt that there was nothing to worry about, so he decided to go to Juan's mansion to spend the night. Because he had been busy these days and was about to leave here in two days, he should relax. So he returned to the headquarters office and saw that Antonio was still drafting a mobilization speech for him to march into Cusco under the light, and said to him, "Okay, let it go first and accompany me to Juan's mansion." Antonio hurriedly stood up and said, "Ride or walk?" Pizarro said, "Of course it was riding a horse." So Antonio went out to lead him.
After a while, the horse was brought. Pizarro came out of the house, stepped onto the horse, and walked out of the barracks with Antonio. When he arrived at the gate of the barracks, the sentries hurriedly saluted. Pizarro said to the sentries,
"We will march into Cusco in two days. You must open your eyes a little wider in the past two days, and nothing will happen." The sentries said, "Yes, Commander-in-Chief."
Pizarro took Antonio out of the barracks and went up a path to Inca Street from an exit beside the wall of Plaza Amas. The path passed through the original Inca Barracks and Church and entered Inca Street. Originally, he could have walked from the path in front of the Inca Springs, but Pizarro wanted to see who opened the brothel called "House of Charity". So, he looked far and went around a long way.
At this time, the streets had become quiet, but you could see sparse soldiers wandering around the streets, some of whom had drunk too much, some had just finished playing cards, and some might have just come out of the brothel. They either hummed a sour song or hugged a woman in their arms, or they looked unconscious and indignant. Seeing the soldiers' morality and appearance, even the commander-in-chief felt a hot face.
When he arrived at the northernmost street, he saw the bright lights, and the words "Foi Home" were particularly bright and eye-catching. Pizarro asked Antonio, "I heard that the Foi Home is a brothel. Do you know who opened this brothel?" Antonio asked back, "Do you don't even know about this?" Pizarro wondered, and said, "Why do I have to know about this? If I know, I won't ask you." Antonio smiled and said, "It's not difficult if the commander wants to know, you will know when you enter inside."
So, the two of them came to the door of the Bo Ai House. Before they had dismounted, an Indian man came out of the store and shouted respectfully to Pizarro, "Master, you are here, please come inside." Pizarro was surprised when he saw that it was the butler in Juan's mansion. He asked, "Why are you here to visit the kiln?" But the butler smiled and said, "No, it was Mr. Juan who asked me to help him greet the guests here." Pizarro was even more surprised and said, "Is this the shop opened by Juan?" The butler said, "Yes, Master, don't you know yet?"
Pizarro's face immediately became a little uncomfortable. He felt that he could not stay here for a minute. It would be embarrassing if other soldiers saw it. He asked, "Where is the Juan?" the housekeeper said, "Inside, please come in and have a cup of tea. I will call you Master Juan." However, Pizarro did not want to enter, so he said, "I won't go in. Go and say to Juan, I'll go back immediately, I have something to say to him." Then he took Antonio away from the street and walked towards the mansion where Juan lived.
After coming to Juan's mansion and asking the Indian janitor to open the door, Pizarro said to Antonio, "Go back, I may have to stay here for a while." Antonio asked, "When will I come to pick you up, Commander?" Pizarro said, "No need to pick me up, but at night, check the sentry and patrol situation. If you have anything, come and report it quickly." Antonio said, "Yes, Commander."
The janitor led Pizarro to the private living room, lit a few oil lamps, asked Pizarro to sit down, then took out some air-dried llama jerky, poured a glass of Chica wine, and went out. Pizarro drank wine and ate llama jerky, waiting for Juan. After a few minutes, Juan came back on a horse. When he saw Pizarro, he said, "It's rare that my second brother is leisurely today." However, Pizarro asked with a scattered look, "You opened the House of Love at the intersection of the street?" When Juan heard this, he said, "Yes, what's wrong?" Pizarro said angrily, "What can't you open a store? Why do you want to open such a store?" Juan said in confusion, "Why can't I open such a store?"
Pizarro said, "Are you not afraid of ruining the atmosphere here?" Juan defended vigorously, "The Inca princes were arrested, and many Inca princes were killed. Some Inca princes and virgins in the Sun Palace, and some princes and relatives had no support, wandered around and were homeless. In order to survive, they started prostitution on the streets. I think it would be better to gather them together and run a brothel, so that they can guarantee a stable life and meet the needs of the soldiers. This can be regarded as helping the commander maintain social security and stability. How can it be said that it is a corrupt atmosphere?"
Seeing that his second brother was speechless, Juan said, "You are the commander and you don't understand the needs and wishes of the soldiers. What do you want the soldiers to follow us here on a journey of thousands of miles? Isn't it just to make more gold and be more laissez-faire. If they don't want to be happy and make money, why don't they stay in the country and take risks with us? Therefore, I opened this charity home to give the soldiers a place to have a place to relax and seek fun, so that they can live happily and fun here, and they will no longer miss home and think about returning home."
Pizarro felt that Juan said had some truth. In addition, many soldiers did not have women and often ran to farmhouses or local residents' homes to rape women or girls. This kind of thing had a very bad impact in the local area and was not easy to detect. So, he thought that perhaps after having such a brothel, the soldiers would no longer need to run to residents and farmhouses to rape women.
However, he still rebuked in a very serious tone, "The troops will be ready to march towards Cusco in two days. How is your team's preparations?" Juan said, "What's the point of preparation? I'll just ride a horse, hold a gun and follow the commander." Pizarro said, "I just inspected all the barracks. There were almost empty barracks in your barracks. After asking, I realized that your soldiers were going to visit the kilns. If the Inca army really came over at this time, what should you do?" Juan said, "It's impossible. If the Inca army really came, there were sent posts in our canyon and mountain pass. Once the police were called, the soldiers could quickly return to the barracks and join the battle."
Then, Juan said with peace of mind, "Second brother, I am actually preparing for the march to Cusco. You want to march into Cusco for thousands of miles, and it will take nearly a month to march alone. You said that the soldiers would not relax in the past few days, so he would not let you get some misses on the way? Besides, only if you let these soldiers eat and drink and play well can they be willing to work hard for you at critical moments. Otherwise, if you really fight, he still feels that it is not worth it to die."
This made Pizarro say nothing more. Seeing that the night was getting dark, Pizarro yawned and said, "Okay, you are not only right to open a brothel, but also made contributions. However, I pretended not to know about you, but you can't cause me trouble. If there is any trouble, I will close your brothel." Juan said, "No."
Pizarro asked Juan again, "This time we marched into Cusco, and Gonzalo stayed behind. What should you do with your big family business and property?" Juan said, "I have entrusted this to the housekeeper. I have told Gonzalo that he would come and see it often." Pizarro asked again, "What should I do with your brothel and cigarette shop?" Juan said, "I have entrusted it to the housekeeper, but I will ask Gonzalo to supervise me." Pizarro thought for a while and said, "Tomorrow you come to me and bring me the big basket of gold that was not brought home by your elder brother, and find a place to bury me." Juan said, "Yes, second brother, tomorrow morning, I will go there myself and carry your gold with a horse, and I will definitely bury you."
Pizarro nodded with confidence and said, "Okay, it's too late, I won't go back, I'll sleep here." Juan of course understood what his second brother meant, so he shouted, "Come here." A maid came over and asked, "Master, is there anything wrong?" Juan said, "Take the master to Tutula's house." The maid said, "Yes, Master." Then he took Pizarro out of the small living room and came to the door of a larger room in the mansion. He pushed open the door and went into the room to light the oil lamp. Then, he came out to Pizarro and said, "Go in, Master." Pizarro entered the room and saw a very young and beautiful girl sitting on the bed wearing a blanket waiting for him.
Looking at the girl, his heart suddenly jumped out of his throat. Yes, he had never seen such a smooth and white girl. He wanted to touch the girl with his hands, but he was afraid that his palm would hurt the girl, so he rubbed his hands, held the girl's face with his hands, and asked in a very stiff Quechua language, "How old is my girl?" The girl said, "Seventeen years old." Pizarro said, "My
Little pigeon, you are so beautiful. It's so beautiful that I can't bear to kiss you." As he said that, he hugged the girl out of the blanket. The girl fell naked in his arms, making a slight fearful voice, "Yes, my master." Pizarro hugged the girl tightly in his arms and kept calling, "My little pigeon, little pigeon. It's really a blessing for me to get you." As he said that, he kissed the girl like crazy.
Chapter completed!