The capital at night is pitch black, with similar houses and similar streets. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After chasing less than a street, Chu Li lost his goal. Looking at the street scene that seemed familiar but never met in all directions, he had to give up.

Lying on the roof, Chu Li had no choice but to lean down, only to see that there were obviously more officers and soldiers on the street, and the murder just now seemed to have aroused the vigilance of the whole city. Don't think about staying in a hotel, the restaurant or inn at this time should be the key target of the officers and soldiers.

Let's listen to the master.

It's the old pervert's idea again: hide in the green building.

In his experience, if the government is alarmed, then the safest place to hide is the Qinglou. None of the officers and soldiers guarding the city or the head catchers of the yamen are willing to go to the Qinglou to find fault, and unless they get accurate information, the culprit is among them, they will never easily smash the yard there. First of all, the boss who dares to open a green building in a big state capital is not ordinary hard in the background, and it is far from being offended by ordinary officials; Secondly, basically all the generals with grades and the famous catchers in the yamen are frequent visitors there, and eight out of ten people are holding the handle in the hands of the bustard's mother; Moreover, if you raid the Qinglou, maybe in which wing, you will bump into a big man who can send your whole family to the west with a touch of your fingers, and dare to witness the disheveled appearance of the princes and nobles, even if you can save your fate, your future will not be saved.

Therefore, once you get into a lawsuit, you should hide in the Qinglou first, the more famous the Qinglou, the safer it is.

Since coming to the capital, the old pervert's experience has not gone wrong.

Rouge House.

On the plaque, the three gilded characters are soft and rigid, and the writing is quite charming, and then look at the drop, it is Mr. Chang Zhe's ink treasure.

Who is Mr. Chang Zhe?

The fourth-generation great-grandson of the great Confucian Zhu Zi, who is as famous as Confucius and Mencius, has the surname Zhu Minglu and the word Guanliang; No.: Mr. Chang Zhe; At the most glorious time, the official worshiped the prince Shaobao, Wenyuan Pavilion scholar and the important position of the Ministry of Rites, which can be described as a very popular minister, even if he later fell out of favor and resigned because of the change of emperor, but he had many disciples during his reign, including many important ministers in the court, and his people were still well-known in the capital.

I've been messing around with old perverts for a long time, and even if I haven't eaten pork, I'm very familiar with how pigs go. According to the experience taught by the old pervert, the most important basis for choosing a brothel is to look at the plaque. The more big brothels with backgrounds, the more they like to spend a lot of money to hire celebrities, preferably celebrities with meritorious reputations, to inscribe plaques on the field, so as to cater to the preferences of those gentlemen under the skirt, and by the way, also remind those who want to make trouble: the backers here are not something you can afford to provoke. Therefore, the plaque on the courtyard can largely explain the background and scale of a brothel. It is not difficult to imagine how hard the backer is to be able to find Master Zhu's ink treasure.

Entering the gate, sure enough.

Even the maid who greeted the guests at the door was more handsome than the top brand in the county, and after a whole day in the capital, this brothel still had the appearance of the capital. At this moment, Chu Li was completely intoxicated with the fragrance of the room, and seemed to have forgotten the life lawsuit that shocked the whole city just now, and the old pervert under the Nine Springs seemed to be still alive in Chu Li's head, constantly directing Chu Li's two thief eyes to look where to look.

"Yo, this son, he must have come from afar...... "A half-fat old woman shook her handkerchief and put it on Chu Li's arm.

"Mother bustard, please find me one...... Well...... A girl who doesn't sell her body! Although there is indeed a little blood surging in his heart, Chu Li still has self-control, the purpose of his coming here is only to avoid lawsuits, and now he is still a child, it is a bit of a loss to give a fireworks woman so cheap, even if one day in the future, he will become a frequent visitor here like that old pervert, and even inevitably die on it, but at least this precious first time should be reserved for those who really like it. For example, the strange beauty during the day.

"Oh, Childe, you look like the person on the scene, you really know how to pick a girl......" Looking at the old bustard's smile, he must have slapped his head out of the bed, "But yes, we girls who know the rhythm of music haven't even freed up our bodies yet, Childe, are you going to wait a little longer, or are you going to pick something else?" ”

The old pervert under Jiuquan is in Chu Li's head at this moment, next to his ears, and everywhere he can feel it, he told his apprentice that the old bustard said this, just to test your net worth, there is no unified price code in the brothels under the world, of course, it is as much as you can squeeze and squeeze as much as you want, when it comes to this, if you don't pay for it, but choose to wait a little longer according to her words, I'm afraid you will have to wait until the beginning of spring next year.

Reaching into his bag and touching it for a long time, Chu Li took out the largest ingot of silver that he touched, and if he remembered correctly, it should be fifteen taels. It costs five taels to eat a meal, and it takes two or three times more to visit the Qinglou, at least in the small county town when I came, it is such a market.

"Ouch, Childe, you're really generous......" Although he said so, the old bustard didn't seem to take the fifteen taels of silver too seriously, and took the silver in his hand and shook it, and his face was full of disdain, "Take Childe to Xing'er!" ”

Take me to Apricot's?

Who is Apricot?

Shouldn't the next step be to call out a bunch of girls for me to pick? Why did you just stuff one for me?

At this time, the voice of the old pervert seems to come again: Little rabbit, you give less! It's a shame for me!

Then again, who the hell is Apricot?

The only girl in Rouge House who really sells her art and doesn't sell herself.

As soon as he entered the house, Chu Li was stunned. was completely stunned by Xing'er's slightly resentful but affectionate beauty. This is by no means the temperament that a fireworks woman should have, this is obviously a celestial girl with ice crystals and jade, only those fairies who do not eat fireworks in the world deserve to have such a temperament.

Didn't you say less? Why did you stuff a fairy for me? If I add twenty taels, wouldn't I want to bring the emperor's concubine to accompany me?

"Childe, do you want to listen to music?"

"Uh...... Oh, yes! ”

"Apricot, you can only play the piano."

"Fuqin? All right! Then let's play the piano! ”

"Which song does Childe want to hear?"

"Which one do you think is good?"

The sound of the piano sounded, low, mournful, and desolate. It's like a desperate old man standing in the vast snowfield, ready to return the withered life to the merciless world at any time.

Chu Li is not proficient in music, but this piece is extremely familiar. The old pervert's favorite song in his life is this one.

Chu Li had never heard the master mention anything about the past, he only knew that the master was a gentleman on the beam who soaked in a brothel for three days and went out to steal every three days. But Chu Li is not stupid, he knows that the master is by no means a natural snitch. How many snitches in the world can be well-versed in the past and the present, and familiar with the current situation of the dynasty? How many snitches in the world know how to appreciate poetry and songs, and write good words that are not inferior to the saints? How many snitches in the world can be good at understanding music and rhythm, and have Yaxing who caress the piano and listens to music?

As luck would have it, since ancient times, those sad, self-pitying and self-pitying sassy writers have always liked to put their full of resentment on the strings, which seems to include the perverted master with a strange temper and a lost background. For this piano song, Chu Li also asked, but the master didn't seem to want to say more, just said that the name of this song is "Jun Mo Li", the author is a woman, of course, Chu Li is not a fool, the master and his own name together, isn't it "Mo Li"?

Often drink bitter time,

Lovesickness and hatred are obsessed.

Crossing the river and looking back,

Fishing for river fish in the shadow of a lonely boat.

Fallen leaves yellow, autumn wind blowing, wrapped in cold clothes,

Raise your eyes to the south,

Leave the mud under the eaves empty.

When you read the king,

Who envy the flowers all over the building,

I just hope that you will not leave.

Listening to the sound of the piano, Chu Li slowly paced to the window and chanted these words. This word was hung in the master's bedroom, and there was no name for the word, and there was no payment. But looking at the handwriting, it was written by the master himself, and I don't know if he created it himself or copied it from somewhere else. But one thing is for sure, this que word is absolutely inextricably linked with the piano music played by Xing'er.

Hearing the last sentence "I just hope that you will not leave", Xing'er's piano song paused obviously, and then the music resumed. When Chu Li turned around, he saw that Xing'er's eyes were already full of tears.

"Apricot girl, who taught you this song?"

"Hui Gongzi, this song is not taught, it is a little woman, I heard it."

"Heard? From where? ”

"From my mother."

"Your mother?" Chu Li turned around, but Xing'er stopped talking.

The sound of the piano continued, and the conversation between the two did not interrupt Xing'er's playing.

I see!

Chu Li suddenly realized that the old pervert had really mixed up in the capital, not only had he been mixed, but it seemed that the time of mixing was not short, and he even made a friend who was better than Jin Jian. From the capital to the poor countryside, I'm afraid there is an earth-shattering story in this, right? Recalling the disfigured grimace of the master, Chu Li's mind instantly flashed with thousands of possibilities.

Just when Chu Li was standing by the window and thinking about it, outside the window, on the street, there was another frying pot.

A tall horse stopped at the door of the Rouge Building, and a lieutenant turned over and dismounted and walked into the Rouge Building violently, Chu Li firmly believed that although this person was an official, but this time the iron ingot was not here to have fun, because he was followed by two teams of heavily armed officers and soldiers, a team of spearmen, and a team of crossbowmen, if it weren't for the arrest of felons, the government would never have dispatched such an exaggerated army configuration, Chu Li's heart suddenly rose to his throat, it seems that he really stabbed Da Louzi this time, This is by no means like a battle that can be caused by the death of a pear seller, so that such a magnificent brothel can no longer cover it. What is the origin of that pretentious man? Is this group of menacing officers and soldiers trying to arrest him or themselves?