The happy coffin is opened, all ghosts disperse, the princess comes from hell

Hualiu Lane, Nancheng.

On the left is the Flower Building and on the right is the Liu Pavilion.

Qing Wu stood at the entrance of the alley, shouting "indecent", but she kept walking.

Judge Bi clicked his tongue: "It's better to play with a wasp. As expected of Marshal Chongchong, he is well versed in the art of harvesting tonic. Is she going to a brothel to find a young man to play with?"

Qing Wu strolled inside and hummed: "It is said that a drink in these selling gold caves costs several taels of silver. I can't afford it, but she actually lives a more carefree life than I do."

Judge’s Pen: Is this the point? Are you jealous by your tone?

Qionghua Tower, the Flower Tower has not officially welcomed guests in broad daylight, and most of the people still in the building at this moment are overnight guests.

Qing Wu went straight in. At the door was Mr. Gui, who was yawning. Qing Wu walked past him, but he had no reaction. After Qing Wu went up to the second floor, Mr. Gui sniffed and muttered: "It smells so good." ah……"

From the wing room on the third floor, there was the faint sound of a piano.

Qing Wu pushed the door open and entered, and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

He saw an elegant-looking young man sitting cross-legged playing the harp, and his eyes were stunned when he saw Qing Wu barging in.

An irritable female voice sounded: "Who is it? Do you want to kill me if you disturb me while you listen to music?"

Qingwu sneered, "Me."

There was a thud behind the screen, as if someone had rolled out of bed.

After a while, the hornet ran out with disheveled hair, smelling of alcohol. Qingnu pinched her nose and took two steps back.

"Emperor...Master, Master..." Xinghua smiled awkwardly.

Qing Wu looked at her with a half-smile but not a smile, "Not bad, have you found your sweetheart so quickly?"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! This is Mr. Huaijin. I just came to listen to his music. I didn't do anything else."

Huaijin stood up and bowed: "Since there are distinguished guests looking for Mrs. Huang, Huaijin will leave first."

"Okay, okay." Wasp nodded quickly.

Meng Huaijin picked up Qin, lowered his head and retreated. After he came out, he breathed a sigh of relief, moved his already sore and numb wrist, the smile on his face faded, and hurried towards the backyard.

After going downstairs, I met Mr. Turtle, who asked curiously: "Has Mrs. Huang heard enough music so early today?"

Everyone in Qionghua Building knows that a generous female guest came to the building recently and asked Meng Huaijin to play the piano and play music for her.

This Mrs. Huang spends a lot of money, but behaves strangely. She will let people play the piano for a whole night without doing anything else.

Even though she was so happy with her money, it was really terrible to let people play the piano like this. While the people in the building were jealous, they also felt that this work was too strenuous, and they all secretly muttered that Meng Huaijin's hands might be damaged by playing.

Meng Huaijin didn't pay attention to what others said. He said casually: "Mrs. Huang has guests, so I will leave first."

Turtle Gong was surprised: "Guest? I was guarding the door and didn't see anyone come in."

Meng Huaijin said indifferently and left in a hurry. Yesterday, Mrs. Huang gave a lot of silver reward, which should be enough to pay for her sister's medicine.

inside the house.

Wong Wong twisted her handkerchief and knelt down aggrievedly, "Di Ji Mingjian, I really don't pick yang to replenish yin randomly. I'm just playing around and just listening to music. My family is clean and I don't have whoring in vain." , I gave you money!”

Qing Wu chuckled, her eyes dangerous: "Where did you get the money?"

The hornet blinked: "Of course the little devils under my command are filial. Money is something that can be obtained casually."

Qing Wu: "..."

The judge's pen was raised in shock: "Is there such a good thing? Ah Wu, why don't you have any brats to honor you?"

The hornet quickly covered her mouth, wondering if she had exposed something.

Qing Wu smiled so ghostly: "How else could there be an old saying in the world: The king of hell is easy to live with, but the devil is difficult to deal with?"

When it comes to making money, who can compare to the little devils of the Yin Division?

"Hey, just a few beads of merit casually spilled from the cracks of your Highness's fingernails are enough for us scumbags to live longer. If we give these yellow and white things in the world to Your Highness, wouldn't they be dirty to Your Highness's eyes~" The hornet hurriedly made up for it. .

"It doesn't matter, I won't refuse anyone who comes."

The air was suddenly quiet.

The hornet rushed over and hugged Qingwu's thigh: "No, the slave family can't go back to the underworld. It's just this coffin. Your Highness, if you take it away, how can the slave family live?"

Qing Wu kicked her away with an expressionless face, "Get out of here, where is my little turtle?"

The hornet immediately got up and mentioned the Black Turtle. She touched her nose awkwardly: "Well, the little Black Turtle saw his 'relatives'. Based on the idea of ​​​​helping each other, he went to take care of his relatives and earn some money for himself. .”

"He said that Your Highness, you are short of money, and he is going to give you all the monthly money he earns!"

Qingwu wondered: "Where did he come from as a 'relative'?"

Their eyes met, and the hornet laughed dryly: "Mr. Turtle... is also a 'turtle', so why can't he be considered a relative..."

Qing Wu: "..."

Judge's pen: "Good guy, this time he is a real turtle."

Qingnu's head was buzzing and hurting, and she no longer wanted to scold this guy. She rubbed her eyebrows and said:

"You have been showing off in this flowery street and willow alley all day long, and you haven't noticed that there is too much resentment here?"

"Most of the girls and shepherds in Hualiu Street are poor people. Many of them died at a young age. It's normal for this place to have a lot of resentment."

Huang Wei sighed: "Let's just say that Mr. Huaijin was originally a young master from an official family. After his family was convicted, he was included in a lowly status and was sold into this flower house with his sister."

Qing Wu looked at her meaningfully: "If you understand him so clearly, no wonder you are willing to spend money. It seems that he is still an old acquaintance of yours."

The hornet looked a little unnatural, unable to withstand the pressure, so she responded honestly: "The slave family once received his gift of honey."

That was Meng Huaijin, a young master from an aristocratic family. He was just a little boy. When the wasps came to the world, they encountered a group of naughty children setting fire to a hornet's nest. Meng Huaijin stopped the naughty children and asked a servant to bring a bowl of honey water to lure the bees. Food.

At that time, the hornet also took a bite of the honey given by the child, which was regarded as cause and effect. Now that Meng Huaijin is in trouble, she comes to take care of his business as a way of repaying her kindness.

Qing Wu's expression was hard to explain: "Are you sure you want to repay a favor and not take revenge?"

"Ah? Of course the slave family repays the favor. The reward I gave him can buy him a courtesan. Moreover, I only let him play the piano and never touched him at all!"

Qing Wu: Playing all night long, your hands will get cramps while playing, right? It's quite a waste of time for you to repay your kindness.

"Li Yu has learned from the past. It's up to you how to repay the favor. Don't repay yourself."

Huang Weng nodded and said bluntly: "Then Emperor Ji repays her kindness to King Yan, does she also have to pay for it herself?"

As soon as these words came out, the hornet immediately slapped his mouth.

Why can't I control this mouth?

She was afraid that Qingwu would give her a big dick, but Qingwu didn't respond for a long time.

The hornet couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Qingwu changing the topic with a normal expression: "Someone in the city is selling a large number of Zihe carts, and those Zihe carts are attached to the resentful babies. Please check this matter."

The little ghosts who haunted the second lady couldn't understand human and ghost language at all, and it was difficult to communicate. The strangest thing was that the cause and effect on them was disconnected, and Qingwu only caught an inch of strands from one or two of them. The causal thread was found by following the clues, and the scent of the causal thread was actually in the Hualiu Alley.

In fact, it's not difficult to guess. If you want to say where in Kyoto, women are most likely to get pregnant and have babies, it's only brothels.

The hornet hesitated: "Babies who die before birth are indeed more resentful. Some are nostalgic for the world and do not want to leave, so they will become parasitic in their afterbirth. This is normal."

Qingwu shook her head: "If it was a natural birth, it would be normal. However, the causal threads on the little ghosts I met were broken. It doesn't look like they died naturally, but rather like someone deliberately cut off their vitality."

The hornet was surprised, and then heard Qing Wu say: "It seems that the poor women in this romantic land are most aware of the dangers of pregnancy. Most of them take medicine to avoid pregnancy. It is not normal for so many people to have miscarriages this time."

Wasp noted this down.

Qing Wu: "Don't you want to repay your kindness? Meng Huaijin's sister is also pregnant and quite a month old. You can just observe her."

Huang Weng's beautiful eyes lit up, and he said with a playful smile: "The slave family has repaid the favor according to the order. Your Highness can't say that I am acting for public benefit."

Qing Wu snorted: "Virtue."

After telling the hornet, she didn't stay any longer. She just cursed before leaving and told the turtle to go back to the palace. What could you do at such a young age? Go and become a turtle.

When she came out of Qionghua Building, before she reached the entrance of the alley, she saw a familiar figure coming out of another flower building.

The man's scarlet robe and jade belt look like orchids and jade trees, and are incompatible with this dusty place.

Xie Shu seemed to be feeling something. He turned his head and looked at Qing Wu's eyes.

The judge's pen: "Wan Duzi, Ah Wu, your white moonlight is not clean, he has learned bad things! Visiting the brothel in broad daylight!"