Han Changmu knew that Yao Yao was provoking him. Although he didn't take this trick, he still raised his lips with a strange smile and followed her to the flower building.
There are many flower buildings in Nanqu and Zhongqu. Flowers and trees are planted all over the front and back buildings. Flowers bloom all year round. The rugged rocks and steep bonsais complement each other. The decoration inside the building is exquisite, the hall is wide and quiet, the bead curtains are hanging, and the mattresses and curtains are extremely luxurious.
Most of the prostitutes in these two songs lived in separate attics. They were all good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. They did not just serve people with sex, they all made a living through skills. Among them, those who had both sex and art were the best among them, and they were called "all know." "It's rare for ordinary people to spend a lot of money.
The flower house in Beiqu is completely different from that in Nanqu and Zhongqu. It is not exquisite and grand, and it is also a bit crowded. Only prostitutes with a little beauty and talent can have a separate room to live in. Most of the prostitutes are in the third or fifth grade. One room for each person.
Han Changmu originally thought that Yao Yao had hidden him in a flower building in Beiqu, but he didn't expect that she had gone around the back of the flower building in Beiqu, taking advantage of the vast darkness, and walked south along the narrow winding alley. Walked in the direction of Qu.
"Since we are going to Nanqu, why didn't we just stop at Nanqu?" Han Changmu asked in a surprised voice beside him.
"Shh," Yao Yao turned his head and made a gesture of silence. He didn't answer, but kept walking forward in a muffled voice.
The moonlight fell silently to the ground, and the snow piled up at the base of the wall undulated like silver frost.
In the winding alley with no other people around, two dark shadows swayed side by side on the ground.
Han Changmu was full of doubts until he walked out of Nanqu, and his eyes suddenly lit up. Waves of quiet fragrance were blowing in the wind, layers of curled cornices were exquisitely scattered, and the metal and stone were jingling.
He suddenly realized it and lowered his voice: "You want to go to the workshop."
Yao Yao smiled, walked a few steps quickly, and reached the foot of the low wall.
The melodious music flows out from the wall like water waves.
Han Changmu stopped outside the wall, glanced at the brightly lit balcony, turned around and whispered: "What the hell are you doing? The foreign education workshop is full of official prostitutes. Although the Ministry of Internal Affairs rarely interferes, there are three people in the foreign education workshop all year round. The famous Jiaofang envoy was discovered by them that an outsider had sneaked in, which was another big crime."
Yao Yao hissed softly: "Tonight, the actors will go to the Penglai Palace to rehearse music. There is only one teacher in the foreign teaching hall. Don't worry, nothing will happen."
She climbed over the wall gently and deftly, and waved to Han Changmu.
Han Changmu was speechless for a while. Since he met Yao Yao, he has done all the things in his life.
Yao Yao seemed to be very familiar with the layout of the Jiaofang. He walked along the remote path with few people, but he didn't meet anyone in the Jiaofang.
The three four-story high-rise buildings have different styles, and the music played is also different. Han Changmu's walk along the way seems to have a sense of endless twists and turns.
When I walked to the back of the tall building, I saw darkness, which seemed like two separate worlds from the brightly lit place.
This dark place is a deserted small courtyard. It can be seen that the snow in the courtyard is extremely deep, and the top of the wall that is half a person high is also covered with white snow. It seems to be a place where few people have visited.
There were two large rusty locks on the dilapidated courtyard door with peeling red paint. Han Changmu reached out and fiddled with it. The locks were heavy and made a muffled sound: "Are you hiding people here? Aren't you afraid that people will find out? "
"This place is haunted. It has been deserted for seven or eight years and no one has come." Yao Yao still climbed over the wall and entered with a nimble posture, without touching the snow on the wall.
Han Changmu sighed helplessly, climbed over the wall, and followed.
At this time of year, the gravel and dead branches and leaves in the yard are covered by snow. The dim moonlight shines on the plain white snow, reflecting the sparkling light. You can see the road ahead clearly without burning a lamp.
The two of them walked briskly, almost skimming over the snow, leaving no trace on the snow.
There are three broken houses deep in the yard. The doors and windows are all rotten and fallen. The wind and snow cannot stop them at all. The cold wind blows crazily into the houses.
Yao Yao stood outside one of the rooms and did not rush in. He just knocked on the doorframe a few times.
The room was quiet for a while, and then a low cough came out.
Yao Yao whispered: "It's me."
Then a surprised cry came from the room: "A Yao is here, come on, come in quickly."
Yao Yao nodded towards Han Changmu and walked in together.
The moonlight streamed in through the window, and there were only shadows in the room without burning lights. In the dimness, two people on the kang could be vaguely seen.
The room was not very cold, and the fire seemed to be burning brightly, but I was afraid of disturbing anyone, so I didn't dare to light a lamp or use a charcoal basin.
The people on the kang did not expect that besides Yao Yao, there would be outsiders coming. They winced and said in panic: "A Yao, he, who is he??"
Yao Yao stepped forward quickly, held the man's hand, and coaxed in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, Er Niang, he is the one who can redress the grievances of you and Dalang."
It turned out that the girl on the kang was the second mother of the Li family. When she heard this, she was stunned for a long time in disbelief, and then she choked and murmured: "Yes, yes, is it true?"
Yao Yao nodded eagerly: "It's true, it's true."
Han Changmu also stepped forward and said while the iron was hot: "Li Erniang, as long as you tell what happened that day, I will definitely avenge you."
Li Erniang was choked so hard, but she didn't dare to cry loudly. She just covered her mouth with her hands and sobbed softly.
Suddenly a confused moan came from the kang.
Li Erniang came back to her senses, quickly climbed to the man's side, touched the man's forehead, and said anxiously: "Brother Gu, eldest brother, eldest brother, wake up, wake up, the person who avenges us is here, wake up ah."
Yao Yao was also panicked. He climbed up on the kang three times, touched Gu Dalang's forehead, and said in surprise: "Why did you have such a severe fever? Didn't you feel fine yesterday?"
Li Erniang twitched and said, "Brother Gu had a bit of a cold a few days ago. He never let me tell you. He said that your salary was all spent on us, so we can't cause you any more trouble. We were brave in the wind and snow last night." After moving here, even though the kang was burned, there was air leakage from all sides in the house, so Brother Gu couldn't resist and started burning."
Yao Yao was filled with regret: "Blame me, blame me. It's because I didn't think carefully. I only wanted to avoid being discovered, but I didn't take care of Brother Gu's body."
Han Changmu took Gu Dalang's hand, put two fingers on his wrist, and his expression changed: "The cold in his body is so severe that he needs to take medicine immediately. There can be no further delay."
Yao Yao looked around. Although it was hidden here, it was not possible to start a fire to cook, let alone to cook medicine. For the first time, she was so helpless and looked at Han Changmu anxiously.
Han Changmu's heart moved and he said warmly: "Don't worry, go to my house. No one in Chang'an City dares to go to my house to rob someone."
Yao Yao was overjoyed and thanked him profusely. His attitude was more sincere and respectful than ever before.
After deciding the matter, Han Changmu carried Gu Dalang on his back, and Yao Yao supported Li Erniang. They didn't bother to climb over the wall. Yao Yao used the copper wire to poke the two locks, and the four of them lowered their voices and walked toward the outer low wall.
Although the low wall was only half a person high, Li Erniang couldn't climb over it. In desperation, Yao Yao supported the unconscious Gu Dalang, and Han Changmu climbed over the wall first. Then she sent Gu Dalang and Li Erniang to the top of the wall in turn, and Han Changmu He reached out and caught the two of them.
Just when Yao Yao had just climbed up the wall, there was suddenly a crackling sound of slaps from the corridor, mixed with unbearable insults.
"You little bitch, do you think you are still the wife of a wealthy family?"
"It's your blessing that the old man likes you. What do you want from a prostitute?"
"It's not like you've never slept with someone before, so you're pretending to be a chaste and fierce woman. How come you didn't cry or scream when we slept together three or five times a night?"
The person who was beaten must be an official prostitute from the foreign education workshop. She covered her red and swollen face and begged in a low voice: "Mother Jiang, Mother Jiang, I am sick today. Please be merciful to my mother and let me rest for the night."
The mother in charge slapped her hard again, causing the official prostitute's face to turn sideways. She pointed at her and cursed: "You're sick. Don't say you're sick. Even if you're about to die, as long as you don't die, you still have to give her." I'll go with you."
The bright moonlight fell on the face of the official prostitute who turned towards her. Yao Yao lay on the wall and looked at it. The face looked very strange, but those clear eyes seemed to be carved on her on my heart.
Those eyes were so familiar. If it weren't for the completely unfamiliar face, she would have almost thought it was the person she had been worrying about for fifteen years.
She was overthinking it. Leng Linjiang had checked the Jiaofang, but there was no such person. She almost shed tears. When she heard Han Changmu calling her in a low voice under the low wall, she took a deep breath, turned over and jumped down gently. .
"A Yao, what's wrong with you?" Han Changmu noticed something was wrong and said warmly.
Yao Yao shook his head as usual: "It's okay, my leg is cramped."
"Leg cramps?" Han Changmu was stunned for a moment: "What kind of disease is that?"
Yao Yao helped Gu Dalang lie down on Han Changmu's back. He carried Li Erniang on his back and whispered: "It's late at night. Let's go back to your residence first. I'm afraid that Brother Gu's condition will worsen."
Han Changmu was full of suspicion, but knowing that he couldn't find out anything he asked now, he gathered his breath and galloped away along the quiet winding alley.
Yao Yao looked back at the classroom, and the bright lights shone on her heart. She calmed down and hugged Li Erniang firmly: "Er Niang, hold on tight, let's go."
Li Erniang hugged Yao Yao's neck and let out a low hum. Hot tears fell drop by drop and slid into Yao Yao's neck along the loose collar.
Yao Yao was stunned for a moment, and quickly pretended to be relaxed and coaxed Li Erniang: "Er Niang, you need to eat more, you are too gentle."
Li Erniang's tears became even fiercer, her head buried in Yao Yao's shoulder, saying nothing.
Jin Yu drove his car and waited at the entrance of Beiquhualou. He waited left and right but couldn't see Han Changmu and the others coming out. He was so anxious that he almost threw away his whip and went into the building to look for them, but he saw a familiar figure coming out of the darkness.
He breathed a long sigh of relief, hurriedly greeted him, took the person from Han Changmu's back, placed him in the car, and said worriedly: "Why has the prince been gone for so long? Who is this person? He seems to be seriously injured. "
