At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

He and Yu Heng are cousins, and they will not be together if they handle cases.

On the other hand, that guy Xu Lu is just a temple minister, and he happens to have the responsibility of supervision, so he can be stuffed in.

With this in mind, Xie Mingli raised his feet and went to look for Xu Lu.

Being the Xie family's son-in-law, it is appropriate to add a few points.

The Right Shaoqing of Dali Temple, who was squatting in the corridor, looked at the young man in red in the hall, and then at Xie Mingli's retreating back.

He sighed repeatedly: "Tsk, how come these Xie brothers are so tall? One is taller than the other."

The guard standing guard next to him rolled his eyes and said:

"We are all from the same family, passed down from our ancestors, otherwise how could it be so good?"

You Shaoqing stood up and cursed: "I don't know yet, I want you to say, go, go, go..."

The guard lowered his eyes and looked at You Shaoqing's somewhat bald head.

After finishing his attack, he said: "Short and bald."

"Shi Ke can't be killed, go to hell! I will fight with you, a fool like you."

You Shaoqing raised his foot and kicked the guard, who easily dodged.

It sounds like it's a mess outside.

Xie Yuheng smiled and said with emotion: "The atmosphere in Dali Temple is so lively."

Minister of Dali Temple: "...I don't know for a moment whether the Marquis is a compliment or a disservice."

"Of course it's a compliment!"

"At least we have invigilated the exam at the same time. You still don't know who I am?"

Dali Temple Qing's cheeks twitched, he wanted to say, but I can pull you down quickly.

It was because they had invigilated the same examination and served as officials in the same dynasty for many years.

Who doesn't know that Marquis Jiangling is a black-hearted person?

Only the common people and low-level officials don't know.

Inside the white flour water ball, there are black sesame seeds!

It's not just the sesame seeds that are black, but also the night.

It was night, when the lanterns were first turned on, the sky was completely dark, with not a single star in sight.

At this time, inside Pingkangfang.

Xie Yuheng led people from the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Dali Temple, and Jingzhao Mansion, disguised themselves and squatted in various places in Nanqu.

In front of each flower building, there are lanterns and colorful decorations, which is very lively.

There are girls in cool clothes who greet you.

On the second floor of the restaurant, Xu Lu covered his eyes with his hands.

"No, who is a good person who would bring his prospective son-in-law to a place like this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the delicate voice of a woman in the flower building opposite came to everyone's ears.

"Master, come down and play."

"The slave family knows a lot. I guarantee that I will serve you well!"

Xu Lu shuddered and moved further away from the window.

Wei Xie Yuheng stood calmly by the window, his eyes full of pity.

Most of the prostitution contracts of brothel girls are in the hands of the madam.

Only top courtesans are qualified to negotiate with the madam.

If you meet a madam who still has a conscience, you will be lucky enough to get some money.

Otherwise, you will spend your whole life and not have much money in your hands.

Downstairs, the woman who shouted at Xu Lu just now looked at Xie Yuheng.

That look in his eyes was as loving and compassionate as the statues in the temple.

The shouts she wanted to make were all stuck in her throat, and she couldn't utter a word.

They are not as good as the girls in Beiqu, who can sing and dance, write poems and paintings, and play the piano and compose music.

It just so happens that he has a decent face and a pair of jade arms that can be used as a pillow for thousands of people.

At the beginning, I would also fantasize about which benefactor could redeem myself.

Under the soft pillow and warm quilt, I have heard too many sweet words that were played on occasion.

Unfortunately, it was not until the end that we found out it was all a scam.

The eyes of those people when they are in love.

None of them can compare to the 'cleanness' of the man wearing a half-mask in front of him.

But she was stunned for only a moment, then she collected her thoughts and continued to solicit customers.

And Xie Yuheng also turned his attention elsewhere.

Confucius said: "Eating and drinking, men and women, are the reasons why people have great desires." '

Being lustful is also human nature.

She cannot yet single-handedly uproot brothels all over Daliang.

It can only silently improve women's status, passing it on from generation to generation over time.

I hope someone who comes after me can improve it.

After waiting for a long time, all the officials in disguise could not see Fang Fengxu at all.

The Jingzhao Mansion officer who was squatting with Xie Yuheng yawned loudly.

He muttered: "This kid, it's possible he didn't come today."

"Yes, he comes every day, how can he get so much money?"

This place is a gold-selling cave, and no amount of money is enough to spend it.

Xie Yuheng thought about the relationship between Fang Fengxu and the Chi family.

If he was working for the Chi family, there would really be no shortage of money.

Just as he was thinking about it, a man dressed as a woman raised his skirt so high.

Thump thump thump, and quickly went upstairs.

When he spoke, it was a man's voice, "Come on, come on, I went to the brothel on the next street."

"go!"

Following Xie Yuheng's order, everyone followed behind the 'woman'.

Xu Lu followed behind and muttered: "Why didn't I see it before? You Shaoqing actually has this hobby..."

The group of people walked quickly and arrived at another street.

The group of people in front of them were aggressive and had bad intentions.

The short turtle man's eyelids twitched and he rushed to report inside the building.

Unexpectedly, my feet just stopped.

He was caught by a salesman who had been squatting at the door selling rouge handkerchiefs.

Mr. Turtle was horrified and said, "What are you doing? How brave are you, market slave, to know who our mother is?"

During the confrontation between the two, Xie Yuheng had already brought people in front of him.

He ordered people to surround the entire brothel, and a group of guards happened to come out of the door.

Seeing this posture, I suddenly felt something was not good, so I rushed in to report.

Xie Yuheng spoke, his voice extremely cold.

"Zuo Qian, the censor of the Du Procuratorate, led the Dali Temple to handle the case."

"Idle people are not allowed to interfere."

The golden belt flashed in front of the guard's eyes.

Being the closest, I could clearly see the three characters "Jiang Linghou" on the waistband. I felt my legs were weak and fell to my knees with a plop.

He begged for mercy: "The young one just takes money to do things. He is just a thug. He has not committed anything, sir."

Xie Yuheng was speechless and passed directly past the fools.

Entering the building, the smell of rouge powder hit my face.

The sounds of silk and bamboo orchestral music also gathered together in a pile.

What happened outside the door did not affect the excitement inside the building at all.

A woman closest to the door suddenly saw Xie Yuheng.

Even if he is wearing half a mask, you can still feel his extraordinary temperament.

"Hey, Master, I have time to come to Nanqu today. I wonder what kind of girl you like?"

"Is this okay for the slave family?"

After saying that, she winked.

Xu Lu hesitated whether to step forward and cover Yu Heng's eyes.

after all......

He hadn't heard that the Xie family's uncle and aunt had arranged for Yu Heng to have a wench girl.

Well, what if I fail to learn?

Xie Yuheng glanced at her and said lightly: "I like it, it's made of gold."

The woman looked confused, "Gold...made of gold?"

What kind of special hobby is this? I have never heard of it before.

You Shaoqing waved his hand and kindly explained for her:

"He likes money. He only likes money when others give it to him. He never gives money to others."