It rained overnight.

As soon as the day dawned, Foshan had turned the sky upside down.

First of all, the old knife handle Xu family, a family of more than 60 people, died cleanly, and even the three concubines who were raised outside were strangled to death in bed; Then there was a lot of people in Renbocao's house, and none of them ran out alive, and the old mansion of the fourth generation was burned.

In the Golden Building.

In the corridor on the third floor, Chen Zhuo sat on a Taishi chair, leaning against the wall, with a dim butter lamp lit on the side, and the color of the lamp fell, smearing half a shadow on his face, half hidden and half visible.

"Did you find anything?"

There was a square coffee table beside him, and the large and small teapots up and down came from time to time to change two cups of tea, and then they piled up smiling faces and went to greet the guests.

Mr. Rui took the umbrella and found a seat to sit down, "Found it, rummaged out of the cellars of the two houses." ”

Chen Zhuo asked, "How many?" ”

Mr. Rui's eyes were gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "A lot...... Not only opium, but also many young girls were imprisoned in cages, saying that they planned to transport them to Shanghai by water, and then sell them abroad. ”

Chen Zhuo's eyes flickered, half of his cheeks were like bronze Buddhas, and half of his shadows were like rakshasas, cold and compelling, and sharp.

He pondered for a long time and said, "Try to pull as much as you can save, send home the money if you have a place to go, and arrange it for Uncle Deng who has nowhere to go." ”

Uncle Deng nodded, "No problem." ”

He looked at the old building, "Those two families have a lot of savings, right?" Find time to renovate this building, expand it, and add something new by the way. This oil lamp has been added and added, it is better to replace it with a foreigner's electric lamp, the pillars have to be recolored, the wooden planks have to be replaced, the surrounding lots can be bought, the window paper has been replaced with glass, and by the way, I have to buy two small courtyards, and some people can also take a breath and rest if they are sick from the cold...... Recruit two more cooks......"

Chen Zhuo explained a lot in one breath, seemed to feel thirsty, and took a sip of tea.

Uncle Deng remembered them all in his heart.

Chen Zhuo turned around and asked Mr. Rui, "Have the corpses been disposed of?" ”

Mr. Rui said: "It's all sunk to the bottom of the river, and I want to see the sun in this life." ”

Chen Zhuo nodded and took a long breath, "As soon as the trivial matters are over, I should also retire, and those opiums will be burned with quicklime tonight, so as not to make any more mistakes." ”

He is a dark knife, and it is the most intimidating thing when he can't see it. Besides, he is still a character with a heavy reward in the imperial court, and his identity is special, and there are those old monsters hiding in the shadows, which are not suitable for staying in the light.

Mr. Rui knew what he meant, and Chen Zhuo had been running around for the affairs of the Golden Building all these days, so it was time to rest, "Okay, leave the affairs in the hall to us." ”

It's noon.

Several charming and sultry girls suddenly rushed up from downstairs, some holding handkerchiefs in their hands, some holding fans, cheongsams of various colors, with different charms.

As soon as the fragrant wind arrived, the delicate faces with different temperaments had arrived in front of the three of them.

A delicate girl with red lips and bright eyes gave a salute, "Qiao'er, thank you Chen Ye!" ”

Chen Zhuo looked at Uncle Deng, "What is this?" ”

"We have all heard what Chen Ye said, over the years, only Chen Ye has regarded us as living people, and the sisters have all thought of you, and asked us to come up and talk about it, in the future, we will be your people in life, and your ghost in death...... Eh......"

Halfway through her words, the girl seemed to realize that she had said something wrong, frowned, as if she couldn't go around the bend, stared wide-eyed, and didn't know what to say in place.

Chen Zhuo's expression was strange and awkward, he raised his eyebrows, and was about to speak, when another woman in a black cheongsam next to him smiled helplessly, "Little girl Yu Youwei, Qiao'er wants to say that the sisters are sincerely grateful to you, and you will be our sister's heaven in the future, and we will not be afraid of anything if we guard you." ”

Chen Zhuo's eyes flickered, and he said strangely: "Yu Youwei? Your name is unusual. ”

Uncle Deng also said with a smile: "Youwei is the number one player in the building, eighteen years old, she plays Konghou, and she is also born with a good voice, she has studied Peking Opera, and she is also the eldest sister of all the girls who play music." ”

"She is Qiao'er, she has a loose temperament, she has never read a book, she is always easy to make stupid mistakes, she plays the pipa, and she is fifteen years old."

"She's cardamom, a little talker, a huqin who plays, and she's seventeen years old."

"She is Xiaoqing, she is more timid, afraid of life, playing the guzheng, eighteen years old."

Uncle Deng started with the young aunt and introduced the rest of the people one by one.

"These are the two mothers in the building, she is Chun Tao, she is Sister Xu."

Chen Zhuo's eyelids lifted, he looked at the eyes of several people, was silent for a while, and said softly: "Since you are thinking of my goodness, you have to understand that this is just a place to rest and catch your breath." The world comes and goes, life and death, and finally has to find a home, if you can go, there is no need to hesitate, otherwise you will exhaust the moving appearance in this wind and dust, and it will be difficult to get out. ”

The girl named Yu Youwei was stunned when she heard this, her eyes were complicated, and she responded softly: "Youwei knows! ”

The rest of the crowd also responded, and some of them wiped their tears.

"Master Chen, can Youwei ask you for something?"

Chen Zhuo drank tea, "Say! ”

Yu Youwei looked at Chen Zhuo with a straight look, and said gently: "I grew up in a building when I was a child, I don't know my father, my name was also taken by myself, and I was raised by the sisters and mothers in the building. I heard you say that you want to rebuild the building, can you use that foreign thing to take a picture for us before then? It's good to keep a thought. ”

Chen Zhuo was stunned, but soon realized that the foreign thing was probably a camera.

"Keep one!"

Mr. Rui also smiled and opened his mouth.

"I've been hiding here for more than ten years, and I'm still a little worried about changing it."

Seeing that everyone was a little eager, Chen Zhuo nodded, "Okay! ”

He thought for a while, "Then tomorrow, let everyone in the building prepare in advance, put on new clothes, and pick up beautiful things, all count." ”

When everyone left, Uncle Deng suddenly sighed meaningfully: "Those girls who play music are all selling their arts, not selling their bodies, and it is not easy to keep their bodies in the dust." ”

Chen Zhuo glanced at him lightly, "I know what you are thinking in your heart, and if you dare to think about this kind of thing, you will go back to be your big teapot." ”

Uncle Deng smiled bitterly, "It's not what I thought, since you called, you have either practiced or killed, people miss your love and want to meet, what can I do?" ”

Chen Zhuo was too lazy to talk nonsense, "Get out!" ”

"Okay!"

Uncle Deng answered and immediately ran downstairs.

……

Following.

In the Golden Building, rows of stools are laid out in unison.

"What a Western thing, I heard that thing can deter souls, maybe it's used by the little ghost of Hades to hook souls."

"What? Can you still hook the soul? ”

"Don't talk nonsense, Sister Youwei has said it, that is to leave a shadow, what kind of Western science."

……

The hundred-and-ten people were noisy.

But after all, the girls still put on new clothes that they were reluctant to wear in the past, painted their eyebrows and cheeks, and put on makeup.

Take a look from afar, all of them are beautiful, charming, and all of them are full of charm, so that the eyes are straight.

As for the large and small teapots, the bookkeepers, and the attendants, they all cleaned their faces, changed into decent clothes, and stared at the boxes on the wooden shelves opposite, wanting to tear off the black cloth that was hidden and see what was hidden underneath.

The one who took the picture was a girl who came back from abroad, and there was a foreigner beside her, and the two of them were guarding the camera and adjusting the orientation of everyone.

This is still Uncle Deng's visit to a few foreign companies to find such a one.

"Sit still and don't move!"

The foreigner was able to speak a straight and round Chinese dialect.

Chen Zhuo was dressed in a clean green shirt and sat in the center, with Mr. Rui in his left hand, Uncle Deng in his right hand, and then the third sister. As for the elders of the sect, they always refused to sit in, and they were very taboo about this foreign thing, and even Guo Lao only watched from a distance, and no matter how much persuasion worked.

Behind the four chairs, everyone was in the back row according to their height, and finally a row of stools was placed for people to step on, trying to expose half of each person's body.

In order to adapt to the situation, Chen Zhuo was not so aggressive, holding a folding fan in his hand, sitting upright, with a little more literary tone between his eyebrows, and his expression was as gentle as possible.

As he was waiting, he suddenly felt someone on his shoulder, and the next second.

"Poof!"

A cloud of smoke exploded.

Everyone's curious, vigilant, awkward, dazed, and frightened looks were immediately frozen in the camera.