Chapter 29 0029

"Hey, I said where did a gust of wind come from that brought the young master here." Wan San scratched his head and winked and said, "Our boss just went out and just went for a walk around the neighborhood, so I'll call someone to come over immediately." , I’ll be back in a little while... Xiaotangzi, a lowly place, you have been wronged a lot, please sit down!” Guan Baye turned around slightly, the black satin cloak shook a big flower, and sat down on a leather armchair on the right side of the hall, a maidservant with a tea tray hurriedly offered fragrant tea and four types of elegant snacks, and another One hurriedly called to warm the towel handle, and was very busy.

Lao Cao sat down, turned his body and said to Guan Baye, "This Wansan is Mao Liu's concubine. Since Mao Liu is not here, we are here, so let's make it easy. Let's play tea and wait around. It's just a joke." It's fine, you don't mind." Guan Baye nodded, and Wansan turned around. "I'm talking about Wansan," Lao Cao quickly changed the subject and said, "The eyes of our elder and young man really grow on the top of his head! Isn't Yanshi a country of flowers? Hey, I'll lead him around After six or seven halls, none of the girls caught his eye,...you have to choose a few top ones for him to look at, if the eldest and youngest fall in love with you, will your house still be prosperous?"

"It's just that the young master didn't look at the little wonton in our hall." Wansan said, "A single hair on the small wonton can hold ten vajras. Little wonton, hey, I didn’t say that, I’m afraid that the bones will be half-crisp... The girl next to her is bone, and the meat is meat. Our little wonton girl, the bone is made of meat, but the meat is made of water Yes, hey, Mr. Cao, you can speak from your conscience——Which girl in the hall can match her?" "Stop talking nonsense," Lao Cao said, "Hurry up and bring your treasure, and let the young and old appreciate it!"

"It's not going to happen today," Wan San said, "You know, just now Wang Shaodong from Fuchang Inn invited her to attend the banquet, but she didn't succeed—she is so popular that she responds all day long. This game should be that game, busy day and night like running lights, she is weak, spoiled, and fell ill as soon as she got sick. Just went to the pharmacy to get the medicine and boiled it for her to drink, the big hood has not come out yet Where is Khan?...No, no, Mr. Cao, how dare she put on airs? It's true... a big guy like the young master, if it's normal, she won't be able to welcome them all."

"Forget it, Lao Cao, I'll go and see her later," Guan Baye sipped his tea leisurely and said, "I don't understand. A girl whose name is described like this is either Xi Shi or Wang Qiang. Such a common method, why is it called small wonton?" "Hey, you don't know, she is wonderful because of her nickname." Lao Cao said: "Wontons are thin, white, and transparent skins, filled with fresh meat fillings with all kinds of flavors." Son; that's exactly what she is, with thin skin and flesh whiter than snow, smoother than satin! Where it should be high, where it should be round, where it should be round, where it should be thick, where it should be thick, and where it should be thin The place is thin; the eyebrows, the eyes, the bridge of the nose, and the small mouth are all cute, whoever sees her wants to swallow her in one gulp, what else should she be called?!"

"Damn it, Mr. Cao, listening to your thin mouth, you can really describe our little wonton! There is only one thing you missed,... Her kung fu is as good as the old nine of the living horse. What about it?" Wan San said, squinting at Guan Baye with watery eyes, covered his mouth with his handkerchief, and laughed flamboyantly. "Who is the old nine?" Guan Baye said, "You really confused me?!" "Obviously the young master is a layman." Lao Cao said: "You don't know anything about the old nine?! She is a stunner in Shanghai. I heard, uh... I heard that she... If you put eggs, the eggs won't break. If it’s replaced by a stack of paper, the scraps of paper will fly in all directions one by one... that’s really like riding a live horse, it’s ecstasy enough..."

Wan San laughed so much that he bent over and stood up, pointing his fingertips at Lao Cao's nose, you, you, you, you, you couldn't speak for a long time, and after a long time, you said: "Don't talk about us young and old. Bones, wait for me to go and see Little Wonton, let me drag her up to accompany the young master, it's not good to let the young master sit empty." "Hey, you only have the young and the young in your eyes, do you still have me, Lao Cao?" Lao Cao said, "Let me pick someone suitable to talk to, too?!" "Come on, you guys," Wan San said While walking, he clapped his hands and said, "Master Cao, the foreign affairs officer of Yuxingzhan, is here." Then he turned to Lao Cao and said, "When they come later, you can pick them yourself."

Guan Baye took the time to look at the living room of the brothel; apart from the dark rooms at the two ends, the three bright rooms in the middle are connected together, which is spacious and bright enough. There are several groups of high tables, low tables and grand master's chairs on the wall, some wintersweet and narcissus in the magnetic bottle and the square bowl, the carved corner boards are inlaid between the beams, and the red velvet window wefts are surrounded by the flower windows; Anyone who knows the details of Bian San Mao Liu would never have imagined that a few jail guards could afford such a magnificent brothel a few years ago?Aside from other things, how much money will it cost just for this house full of Tiaoshan calligraphy and paintings? ...And their money was extracted in that way. In the gloomy prison in North Xuzhou, there was such a torture room in that small square house with blue brick walls,——the jailers used various methods of lynching and torture. Prisoners are only there to extract money!Leather whips, spike boards and tiger benches, many people have passed by those, how many screams resounded in the deep silence of the night?How much blood rains down on the walls of the torture chamber?Those stories connect thousands of years of history and will always be carried on people's broken hearts.Bian Sanmao Liu started his business like this, and then diverted that dirty money to the human flesh market.Thinking of this level, Guan Baye gritted his teeth secretly.

He didn't allow him to think too much, the two sides moved softly in the dark, and a large group of warblers came, Guan Baye looked carefully, none of them looked like Aigu, but he couldn't ask more questions, he had to wait Mao six. Lao Cao salivated, playing with the girls happily and stickily.Some guests in the corridors on both sides and the room after entering the room were having a drink, and there was the sound of boxing games from time to time, interspersed with obscene ditties and some profligate silk strings. "Young master, you have to thank me for being such a hero." The woman Wansan provoked Men Lian'er and smiled at Guan Baye, "It's still the young master's face. Said that you were waiting in the front hall, but she didn't even change her clothes, she put on her coat and came with me.—Come on, good girl, why are you shy in front of others again?!" Wan San sent his hands After dragging, the little wonton was dragged out.

Lao Cao’s description is not an exaggeration at all, that little wonton is absolutely stunning; she is only wearing a pink gauze pajama skirt, a bright red satin jacket, and a pink bouquet tied on the pajama. Silk sash and braid fluttered against the edge of the skirt, she lowered her shattered white face, her starry eyes slightly slanted, and said to Guan Baye, "Little Wonton is sick and has seen the eldest son." , I am afraid that you have waited for a long time and have no time to change your clothes, so please don't take offense." "What's the matter?" Guan Baye still said calmly, "Please sit down, girl, if it's convenient, I want to chat with you, I still have something to do here."

Little Wonton is really a delicate person, once he heard Guan Baye's calm and majestic voice, and then peeked at Guan Baye's heroic aura, he immediately felt that this young man was not an ordinary person , and he definitely didn't come here for fun, he rolled his eyes, and walked towards Guan Baye quietly and said, "Your Majesty, you don't feel wronged, the small living room outside my room is pretty quiet, it's okay to go over there and have a heart-to-heart talk." Okay?—Please move to this compartment." "Young master, you go to hell," Lao Cao said, "I'll just wait here." Little Wonton's room is in the west wing of the third courtyard. Although the living room is small, it is indeed elegant enough. As soon as the two of them entered the room, Baye Guan took a step back and closed the door behind him. "Don't be afraid, girl," he said slowly, "I'm looking for Mao Liu tonight. I have an old friend Qin Zhen's daughter Ai Gu in his hands. I want to find out where Ai Gu is. Mao Six is ​​not in the brothel now, can you tell me as much as you know?" "I'm not afraid at all," said Little Wonton, "I need to know who you are first." "Guandong Mountain," Guan Baye said, "five years ago, I was in prison in North Xuzhou. To save me, the prison guard Qin Zhen walked with me to Guandong and entrusted his daughter in the hands of Bian San and Mao Liu. inside,……" "I'm finally waiting for you, Ba Ye," Little Wonton knelt down and said, "That's right, Aigu was sold by Bian San and Mao Liu. Now you can only settle accounts with Mao Liu, but you can't find Bian anymore." San's head is on..." Little Wonton said this, tears rolled out of his eyes: "You ask me how I know?... I am Bian San's compatriot sister, eighth master, Bian San was indeed killed by Mao Liu Understand!" A large gauze lantern in the form of a palace lantern is twirling above the head, and the rippling shadow of tassel tassels walks past the brows of the weeping and beautiful little woman. She twitches her timid shoulders, one side Her throat was choked up, and while telling her tragic past, her voice was intermittent and fragmented, all soaked by her bursting tears, and thousands of pains could be detected in the words.Guan Baye helped her up, but she refused, and kowtowed instead. The scene she described was so realistic and terrifying that when one closed his eyes, such a picture would pop up in front of his eyes.