Chapter 31: Invite the Commissar Daddy to Visit the Brothel (Middle)

Around the end of December of the fourth year of Chongzhen, around Chinese New Year's Eve, many daylight rumors suddenly appeared in the countryside of the Pearl River Delta counties around Guangzhou. I don't know how many peddlers, pawns, farmers and ordinary people all swore that they saw a group of unkempt demons galloping on the country road, running faster than the finest fierce horses, harassing the common people along the way, trampling on countless ridges and vegetable gardens, and even breaking up two churches run by local tyrants in the countryside......

As a result, in the following month, the business of high-ranking monks and Taoist priests from all walks of life in the countryside outside Guangzhou was particularly hot, and there was an endless stream of customers who came to the door with silver. All the landlord clans with more money on hand invited them to their respective villages to dance the great gods and do things to drive away evil spirits.

In fact, this strange thing of qiē demons dancing around is just a group of reckless and reckless super-temporal city managers, scurrying around like headless flies.

——Wang Qiu, Guo Jing, Ma Tong and Wang Meiling, after rushing out of Xiangshan County with Liu Chaozuo in their arms, walked not much before they noticed a very troublesome problem: although it seems to be next to each other from the map, in fact, there is still a distance of about 100 kilometers between Xiangshan County, where Macao is located, and Guangzhou, the provincial capital. In later generations, which were not as developed as transportation, there were neither railways nor buses, not even taxis. What's worse is that because it is the Chinese New Year, it is difficult to hire a ferry...... If you really have to walk slowly for three or four days, Wang Qiu and they don't care, but the political commissar Guo, who is already anxious to find his son, really can't wait.

Of course, they can also use Doraemon's magical prop [Bamboo Dragonfly] to fly through the air, and it will probably only take half a day at most to reach Guangzhou. But Comrade Liu Chaozuo, the county commander of the Infinite Space Reincarnation, has never learned how to use Doraemon's [Bamboo Dragonfly] to go to the sky, and Wang Qiu is also very worried about his mother Wang Meiling's flying skills - he has only been practicing for a few days after he has been practicing for a few days, what if he falls down and breaks his neck?

So, Wang Qiu took out another very good and powerful Doraemon magic prop - [Tram Game Rope], as long as this rope circle is surrounded by a group of people, you can run at the same speed as a real tram, the fastest speed can reach 180 kilometers per hour, and theoretically you can run from Xiangshan to Guangzhou in more than half an hour, as if the legendary Shenxing Taibao...... But the real result of practice is still a tragedy.

You know, there was no asphalt cement in the Ming Dynasty, except for a few main roads, many roads were almost stepped on by pedestrians and livestock. Moreover, at the end of the Ming Dynasty, the road administration was particularly lax, even the most important thoroughfares, but also cracked ravines and dusty when it was sunny; When it rains, it's muddy and watery...... On such a crumbling road, not to mention driving at a speed of 180 kilometers per hour, even driving at a speed of 80 kilometers per hour is enough to be called a miracle.

Not to mention that there were usually no road signs on the roads of the Ming Dynasty, and anyone who wanted to ask for directions might not be able to find them. As for the modern map, it is also 108,000 miles away from the situation at the end of the Ming Dynasty, and even the location of rivers and towns does not match. After running wrong several times, the crowd simply took a compass and looked in one direction and rampage, ignoring the piles of pedestrians, sedan chairs and vehicles that they had knocked over along the way, disrupted the temple fairs, bazaars and flowing water seats set up by rich people in the countryside in several places, trampled on many crop fields, collapsed several grass houses and pavilions, and made many appalling spiritual anecdotes...... But it still had to be stopped and walked – because even the tram could not cross the river, and from the dense areas of Macau......

For this reason, they still had to go around and around, looking for a bridge that didn't know where, and they really had to use [bamboo dragonflies] to hang people who couldn't fly. By the time the group finally walked to the outskirts of Guangzhou on Chinese New Year's Eve afternoon, they were already tired and hungry, and they were as dirty as mud monkeys.

From here, however, there was no longer the muddy dirt road beneath their feet, but a fairly wide, smooth, and well-managed road appeared, which by all glances belonged not to this era, but more like a work built by traversers—on either side of the road were gravel sidewalks, and the bustling people on the road seemed to be more lively than many towns and villages. In the middle of the road is a two-lane roadway, of course, there are no cars on the road, but there is an endless stream of trolleys and mule carts, and the manure of the animals is cleaned up by a special person on the side at any time.

Although most of the pedestrians on the road are still dressed in the Ming Dynasty, there are also a few guys with short hair and short clothes, similar to modern migrant workers, which makes Wang Qiu and others can't help but lift their spirits, and realize that they may not be far from the goal, so they unload the [tram game rope] and slowly walk forward.

As the "modern" road continued along the Pearl River and into the city of Guangzhou, more and more houses and buildings stood on both sides of the road, and next to a wharf, there was even a lively roadside market selling fish and shrimp, poultry eggs, vegetables and cheap groceries, as well as Cantonese pastries such as horseshoe cakes and glutinous rice and hemp. Some folk artists are also performing various tricks, making the audience laugh. There are a number of wooden lampposts in the market, which have been painted with a layer of white lime to keep insects out of the market, and they look very beautiful - but the smell is still very disgusting.

Although it was Chinese New Year's Eve and many stalls had dispersed, there were still some vendors who tried to do more business at the end of the year, continuing to stay here and haggle with workers in blue cloth in various dialects. Wang Qiu secretly looked at it and found that the things they used to pay the bills were not only silver and copper coins commonly used by the Ming Dynasty, but also a very modern banknote: this was obviously the trace left by modern travelers

And behind this bazaar, where you can vaguely see the city wall of Guangzhou, you can see a huge construction site.

Although the unfinished building on the site does occupy a large area, it looks only two or three stories high, and in modern China, it is only the level of a large supermarket or a three-dimensional parking lot. But if it is in this late Ming Dynasty time and space, it is already a spectacle.

“…… Political Commissar Guo, according to the instructions of the [Missing Person Cane], your son Guo Yi should be in that construction site. ”

After going around the construction site and testing it a few times with the [Missing Person Cane], Wang Qiu came to this conclusion.

So, everyone found a secluded bush, took off their wigs, got rid of the cumbersome Ming Dynasty clothes, changed into modern clothes, went straight to the gate of the construction site, and negotiated with the soldiers wearing rattan round hats who looked like they were patrolling in Annan in the French Concession of the Republic of China, and finally called out Comrade Guo Yi, who seemed to be pampered in time and space at the end of the Ming Dynasty and was already a little pot-bellied...... The various messy and fixed gods that appeared in this "father and son meeting across time and space" that followed are needless to mention. Just looking at Guo Yi, who was "in distress and waiting to be saved", it was clear that he was brightly dressed and hugged from front to back, but his rescue team was all dusty, tired and haggard, which made Wang Qiu feel indescribably awkward.

Next, when the lights were on, the group sat in the famous Ziming Building in Guangzhou, the famous "Australian Golden Nest", looking at the "stumbling women" who were grease and powdered and smiling all over their faces, as well as the handsome boys who were dressed up in a demonic manner, with infinite delicate eyes, and a "rolling sheet function" at a glance.

And Ms. Wang Meiling couldn't help but shake her head and sigh: "...... Xiao Guo, if your mother knew that your kid actually became a nightclub owner, would you still be the kind of gay faggot...... How sad she must have been, and you shouldn't have taken your dad to the brothel anyway, right? ”

“…… This one...... Dad, and Sister Wang, this is all needed for work......" Guo Yi smiled helplessly, "...... Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, Zizhenzhai and the business house have long closed early, and people are being released to go home for the New Year. I want to give everyone a decent reception, and that's the only way to do it......"