Wang Chuan has lived two lives, and he has only heard of forcing Liang to be a prostitute, and he has never seen a woman who is forced to be a prostitute. And now, this kind of thing is really happening to me.

"Woe! It's sad! ”

Wang Chuan rubbed his waist and eyes, and denounced this absurd world in his heart.

Xiao Lian'er is petite, but she can't hold some parts of the weight, this collision is too fierce, Wang Chuan might as well fall back, and her back hit the corner of the table, grinning in pain.

Xiao Lian'er realized that something was wrong, retreated in a panic, and asked nervously, "Wang Zhukuai, are you okay?" ”

"It's fine."

Wang Chuan rubbed it a few times, put his hand down, and said, "But I can't stand you like this." Let's take it slowly, perform your flower street skills, and cultivate the atmosphere. And then talk about the rest. ”

Xiao Lian'er felt guilty, finally compromised, and nodded: "Qin Se Xiao Sheng, I don't know which skill Wang Zhukuai likes?" ”

Wang Chuan listened to these four words, how could he not listen to them. Wang Chuan tried to ignore the extended meaning of these instruments, and said, "You play what you are best at." ”

Xiao Lian'er gently answered "Okay", asked Wang Chuan to wait, took the instrument, sat down behind the red tent, and played music.

The sound of silk and bamboo was leisurely in the ears, and the quiet and pleasant ear that belonged to the ancient musical instruments made Wang Chuan fall into a daze unconsciously. A man who has listened too much to Oba anal and killed Yamato's horse pole, how can you, a mighty and majestic modern person, get used to this kind of solo? After a while, Wang Chuan lay on the table and fell asleep.

The dream in this sleep is a blockbuster, there are too many sisters on both sides of the Qinglong River who have never seen it, the crisp chest is like a wave and the arms are like a forest, and the eighteen musical instruments are held by one person, and one by one they shouted "Wang Catch, where to escape", and killed Wang Chuan.

Wang Chuan fled in a hurry, and after running for an unknown amount of time, he suddenly saw Xiao Lian'er's petite body falling from the sky, with two pianos on her chest, smashing on herself.

"When !!!"

With the sound of the piano keys striking, Wang Chuan woke up suddenly and broke out in a cold sweat.

Outside the window, it was already bright, and the inside of the house was brightly illuminated. Wang Chuan found himself lying on a bed, and Xiao Lian'er was lying on her side, sleeping peacefully.

Wang Chuan hurriedly sat up, but found that he and Xiao Lian'er were fully clothed and the bed was clean.

Xiao Lian'er noticed the movement, woke up, rubbed her eyes and sat up, and said, "Good morning, Wang Zhu." ”

The little girl was confused, there was dissatisfaction in her tone, and her eyes stared at Wang Chuan faintly, like a little daughter-in-law who had been bullied.

"Good morning."

Wang Chuan averted his gaze and did not look at Xiao Lian'er. Wang Chuan didn't expect that he would have the attribute of "listening to music and falling asleep", he is known as the best young man on both sides of the Qinglong River, and he has always been personable, but in the future, he will have the title of "a reckless man who can't listen to music and can't play art", which makes people sad to think about.

Wang Chuan sighed and asked Xiao Lian'er, "When is it?" ”

Xiao Lian'er got out of bed first and said, "It's time to pass now." Liang Zhutou came to knock on the door, and the slave family saw that Wang Zhutou was sleeping soundly, so he said to Liang Zhutou. Liang Zhutou didn't come in, but only asked the slave family to tell Wang Zhukuai, please don't be greedy, you are on duty today. ”

"When?! Careless! ”

This point has already risen three poles a day, and it is past the time to change shifts. Wang Chuan jumped out of bed. I didn't expect to fall asleep listening to the music, and I overslept.

"I'm sorry, I have to go."

Wang Chuan didn't care much, and rushed out of the door.

Xiao Lian'er hurriedly followed out and reminded: "Remember to go through the back door!" ”

Wang Chuan stumbled and almost didn't flash down the steps.

There were people busy in Yicui Building, and when they heard Xiao Lian'er's voice, they all brushed and looked over. Xiao Lian'er suddenly blushed with shame, panicked back into the room, and slammed the door shut.

Wang Chuan ran to the back door of Yicui Building, which was locked. When the gatekeeper saw Wang Chuan, he came over to open the lock, but he never gave Wang Chuan a good look. Wang Chuan still thanked him, and ran to the six doors.

When I arrived at the door, there were already a bunch of people arguing in the main hall, which was as lively as a vegetable market. Wang Chuan walked through the crowd and went in, but saw Liang Zhutou sitting in the side hall.

"Liang catches the head."

Wang Chuan entered the side hall and greeted him nervously.

Liang Zhutou didn't know how much he had experienced playing and singing last night, he was listless at this time, and his eyelids were fighting. Seeing Wang Chuan come in, Liang Zhutou sighed sincerely: "What a young man is, he is still in such good spirits after a night of tinkering." ”

Wang Chuan looked left and right and reminded: "Liang catches the head, pay attention to the occasion." ”

Liang Zhutou reacted and quickly shut up. He stood up and said, "Today is your duty." You're late, I'll watch for you for a while, and no one has come to the door yet. Outside was yesterday's incident, the two of them were angry, and they took their families to the full martial arts, and their colleagues from yesterday cleaned up. You take over from me. ”

After saying that, Liang Zhutou went out of the side hall.

Wang Chuan looked at the back of Liang Zhutou, and couldn't tell what he felt for a while.

The old catcher wanted to pull himself on the thief ship, and all kinds of means were used, and in the end, he had to show himself kindness in person, but he never expected that he would walk through the flowers, and the purity was still the same, which was comparable to Yanashita Megumi.

It's amazing!

Wang Chuan recalled his concentration last night, and couldn't help but admire himself.

As soon as Liang Zhutou left, Wang Chuan should be on duty with peace of mind.

There are not many cases encountered by the six gates, after all, this is the general gate, and in various parts of the Shenzhou Dynasty, there are also yamen in various places. Each district of the capital also has its own yamen, that is, Qinglong District, and there are also subordinate units.

Most of the people who will come to Liumen to report the crime are people along the Qinglong River, and the picture shows that it is close to here. When the six doors were first opened, they were not very standardized, and people from nearby reported the case, but they did not refuse, and this practice has been passed down to this day.

The noise in the main hall is endless, but he is used to seeing it on weekdays, and Wang Chuan is not too noisy.

Wang Chuan listened through the door, and the quarrel outside didn't know when it had changed, and it didn't sound like two families making a fuss, but like two gangs of cowards in a roadside barbecue stall on the earth.

"What are you worried about?"

"Look at you!"

"What are you worried about?"

"Look at you!"

The unnutritious lines were especially obvious in the chaotic shouting and scolding, and Wang Chuan couldn't help laughing. Sometimes when you are in the public gate, holding back your smile is also a technical job. Wang Chuan has been in the door for a long time, and his skills have already been completed, so he is not afraid of such a scene in front of him.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded: "Shut up!" ”

The voice shouted at the top of its voice, startling everyone, and there was silence in the main hall for a moment.

Wang Chuan also said that the colleague on duty yesterday finally couldn't listen to it and wanted to stand up, but he didn't expect that what appeared at the door was a tall and thin young man.

"Who are you?"

A person in the main hall saw that it was not the six doors that were talking, and his momentum suddenly rebounded, and he asked in an unkind tone.

"Who am I? Who do you dare to ask me? ”

The young man sneered, raised his head, not arrogant, not domineering. The long withered finger followed his chin to the roof, and the young man said:

"I'm God! My brother is the earth! ”

The whole house was dumbfounded.

The young man was still not satisfied, but became more and more energetic, his eyes widened, and his throat and eyes burst as if he were chowling:

"Or, the other way around!"