At dusk, Song He, the canon of Wanping County, came out of the Wanping County Ya in civilian clothes, ignoring the courteous greetings of the guards and leaving the county office. He went west along the North Street of the Imperial City, passed through Taiping, and walked to Xuanwumen Street in a short time.

At this time, when the lights were on, it was said that it was the time for the tired birds to return to the forest and the pedestrians to go home, but Song He was reluctant to go home because he didn't want to face the yellow-faced woman at home. As a county canonical history, although he is a petty official who is not in the stream, he is also the fourth person in the county, in charge of arrest and prison, commanding in the county, and majestic in all directions. But no one knew that he was a person who was afraid of guilt, and he was afraid of his wife like a tiger. But who made his wife have a good family background, and she is a distant branch of the British Gongxu family, although it is a distant relationship with the current British government that cannot be far away, and the eight poles can't be beaten, but in the end, it is from a big family, and it is already very aggrieved to marry him, how dare Song He give her anger?

But Song He is also a man, and he is a county history, how can he endure a life that he can't even accept a concubine? Since you can't take concubines home like other officials, let's be merry outside. In Beijing, there are countless brothels in Qinglou, some of which are young and beautiful sisters who can live happily, and Song He is in charge of the prison in the county, and there are often all kinds of extra money to fish, and there is no shortage of silver in his hands. Therefore, after being on duty from the county government, Song He often goes to the familiar Qinglou, finds a good sister to eat and drink, and then goes home, and today is no exception.

Along the inner street of Xuanwumen to the south, I entered the Gouqian Hutong of the West Courtyard, walked into the Cuiyun Building, waved my hand at the big teapot at the door, and walked straight to the second floor.

"Hey, isn't this Lord Song, you're here to find Miss Mingyan again, it's unfortunate today, Mingyan already has guests." The old bustard pinched his orchid fingers, waved a flower handkerchief and greeted him with a gust of fragrant wind, and smiled at Song Hemei.

"Mingyan has a guest? I spent my wallet on her, how dare you let her pick up customers? Hearing this, Song He was furious, in the past month, he spent no less than hundreds of taels of silver on Mingyan girl, and Mingyan was also obedient to himself, often saying that he would entrust him for life, so that he could redeem her as soon as possible, and now she dared to accept other guests. Could it be that the sweet words of the past are all fake? No wonder people say that bitches are ruthless and unjust!

"Oh, what kind of guest is that?" The more angry he was in his heart, the more silent Song He became, but first inquired about the details of the other party. There are many people in the capital, although he is a county history, but there are too many people who can't afford to offend.

"I don't know where the foreigner came from, he looked broken, he came in the afternoon, and he didn't hear about Mingyan's reputation from somewhere, he opened his mouth to accompany Mingyan, no matter how he said it......" The old bustard secretly looked at Song He's face, Cuiyun Building can be opened on the bustling Xuanwumen Street, naturally has a deep background, and is not afraid of Song He's small history. But after all, Song He was a frequent guest, and she was bold and generous, and she didn't want to offend him easily, so she revealed the details of that person.

"The man said that he was just drinking tea and listening to a little song, and as soon as I thought about it, it was nothing, so I made the decision to let the girl come out to receive her, Lord Song, don't take it to heart!" The old bustard smiled and apologized to Song He.

Have you had tea all afternoon? What a liar! Song He was full of disbelief, and immediately walked to Mingyan's room. Since he is a foreigner with no background, there is no need to be polite to him!

"Lord Song, Lord Song, don't be angry!" The old bustard did not stop him, but shouted from behind. They are all guests who spend money to come to the Qinglou for recreation, and she doesn't want to offend anyone, so let them solve it themselves. She has seen a lot of jealousy things, and it's not a big deal.

However, after a while, a terrible scream came from upstairs, and the old bustard couldn't help but be shocked, "Murder!" ”

Then I saw a strong man rushing down from the upper floor, rushing away from several large teapots, and disappearing into the night.

The old bustard hurriedly ran up to the second floor with lotus steps, rushed to the room of the girl Mingyan, and saw Song He, who had just come up, lying on the ground in the room with painful convulsions, blood flowing in the lower body, and a large red floor.

"Doctor!" The old bustard screamed, and a large teapot rushed out of the green building, and soon a white-haired gentleman returned.

"I can't treat this injury, I have to find a surgeon who specializes in knife wounds." The old doctor glanced at Song He's bloodstained lower body, and said to the old bustard with an embarrassed expression. He specializes in treating gynecological diseases for Qinglou's sister, and he is not good at such serious knife wounds.

"Bastard, don't you know the doctor who asked for a knife wound?" The old bustard slapped the big teapot in the face, this Song He is a court official, if she dies in her building, the trouble is too great.

was slapped in the face, and the big teapot ran out with a stream of urine and continued to ask the doctor.

"Alas, with such a large amount of blood, even if a surgeon is invited, I'm afraid it won't be too late." The white-haired gynecologist looked at Song He, whose breath was weakening, and shook his head.

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"Brother Yang, does the smoke girl taste good?" Chen Yue smiled and said to Yang Zhengping, who came back to recover his life.

"Hey, don't you dare to talk nonsense, didn't I act according to your plan, young master, if my Hun family knows, it will be a big deal!" Yang Zhengping hurriedly waved his hand and asked Chen Yue not to talk nonsense.

"Brother Yang, don't call me young master, call me Ah Yue in the future, you are different from Chen Ping, don't talk so much about etiquette." Chen Yue said politely.

Now that Chen Jianghe has been promoted to the commander of the Beijing camp, he is responsible for guarding the Xibian Gate, and Yang Zhengping has also been brought into the army and served as a personal soldier under Chen Jianghe. This time, after hearing about Song He's daily behavior through Ma Pole and Wu Liang, Chen Yue made a plan to cut off Song He. Yang Zhengping acted as a prostitute and slaughtered the Song River in the name of fighting for the wind and being jealous, so that even if the government investigated, Chen Yue could not be investigated.

And Yang Zhengping is a strange face, no one in the brothel knows him, and it is even safer for him to take action. As long as Yang Zhengping hides in the barracks and does not appear, he will not be able to be found with the ability of the government in any case.

"Song He has been cut off, and it should be Yang Can next!" Chen Yue said quietly.

"Everything is at the command of the young master!" Yang Zhengping said solemnly.

"No, I won't need Brother Yang to make a move this time. This time, I want to use the means of a merchant to solve Yang Can in a bright way. Chen Yue said with a smile, his young face full of confidence.