In front of a gorgeous mansion, three black painted doors were shiny, and there were about a dozen turtle slaves dressed in oily clothes, bowing their heads and bowing, greeting guests. Outside, they could only see the willows swaying in the low pink walls, and the mountains and rocks were filled with rocks. The sound of silk and bamboo came from the small houses decorated with lintels. Such colorful embroidery pavilions are the most advanced brothel in Yuexi - Qingyin Small Class. At the beginning, the women bought by the brothels until they were eleven or twelve years old, so they hired the piano master.

Teaching operas until they can sing alone. Later, not only singing operas, but gradually developed into the music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Some women even became famous prostitutes who were popular and far more popular than those ladies who never left the door. When it comes to the luxury of brothels and the talent quality of women, Qingyin’s junior class can be said to be the first among brothels in Yuexi. Of course, these carefully trained girls are naturally expensive.

Late at night, Xue Gui came out of Qingyin's small class with a humming moan. He drank, drunk, and with four guards beside him, one of whom was carrying a lantern. He walked staggeringly while singing absurd opera. At this moment, a black shadow shook in front of him, Xue Gui was startled and said, "Someone! Hurry up! Go and see!"

Immediately, two guards rushed to the alley ahead to patrol. Xue Gui looked around, but he didn't see the two people coming back for a long time. The surroundings were gloomy. He was a little scared and scolded the other two people and said, "Don't wait, call my sedan chair over!" The sedan chair was parked at the entrance of the alley not far ahead, and the guard holding a lantern hurriedly said, "I'll go now!"

However, at this moment, a gust of wind blew over and the lantern suddenly disappeared. Before Xue Gui could speak, he heard the guard screaming. Then, another guard suddenly fell to the ground. He screamed, turned his head and ran back. Unexpectedly, before he could run two steps, someone took the collar from behind. He struggled desperately, and suddenly a sharp dagger penetrated into his heart. He screamed, but the man took the knife and ruthlessly cut several times, until he died completely.

At this time, a voice came from a distance, as if the person in Qingyin's class heard the movement and came out to check it out. The candlelight suddenly lit up. The knife holder sneered and turned his head to run. He was originally two steps away from hiding in the alley, but was accidentally beaten to find that the person who beaten suddenly changed color. Before he could catch the beaten man, the other party was already running wildly and shouting: "Kill people! Kill people!" He felt panic and immediately heard noise everywhere, as if someone was coming from all directions. At the critical moment, someone suddenly shouted in his ear: "Don't you go quickly!" Before he could react, he was lifted up, like flying eaves and walls, and was kidnapped.

The man went to a strange alley before throwing him to the ground. He choked on the wind and coughed violently, but heard a faint voice saying, "Wen Xiaolou, you dare to assassinate the son of the Minister of Revenue. You are really capable!"

The sound was extremely familiar. He raised his head suddenly and saw the curtain of a carriage in front of him lifting up. Li Weiyang was looking at him, with a smile on his face.

It turned out that she sent someone to save him! Wen Xiaolou gritted his teeth and said, "In that scene of Xiaoman, he thought of a way to coax her out... to Yuan Yu to waste it! So, he deserves to die!"

Li Weiyang smiled and said, "Yes, he deserves to die, but he is the son of the Minister of Revenue. Do you think of the consequences if you kill him?"

Wen Xiaolou sneered and said, "Since I dare to do it, of course I know what the consequences will be."

"In order to please Yuan Yu, Xue Gui often threaded needles and threads from it. He did not do this once or twice. It is indeed damn. However, Xue Gui is the youngest son of the Minister of Revenue, and he will not give up. If I didn't help you and let you be caught just now, I'm afraid there will be no Wen Xiaolou in the world tomorrow." Li Weiyang said softly, without any emotion.

Wen Xiaolou closed his eyes gently and stopped speaking.

When Li Weiyang found that Wen Xiaolou did not cry or even said a word of blame, she already suspected that he would take action. Then, she found the body of the headmaster, but the headmaster committed suicide by committing suicide by herself. No one proved that his death was related to Wen Xiaolou, but Li Weiyang was still sure that the headmaster must have died at Wen Xiaolou's hands.

Li Weiyang immediately decided to observe him carefully. If Wen Xiaolou rushed out without any brains to kill Xue Gui, she would let him fend for himself, but he carefully arranged the time, place, and even planned the escape route. If the hitter had not appeared suddenly, he might have escaped. Normal people might have planned so carefully when they killed people, but Wen Xiaolou did this when he had just lost Xiaoman and his mind and spirit were on the verge of collapse. That was very surprising.

"I want to know how the headmaster died—"

Wen Xiaolou looked at Li Weiyang quietly and said, "Yes, I killed the headmaster. I deliberately seduced him to drink, then hung him on the rope and hanged him, and forged evidence of his absence. I killed him because he knew what would happen to Xiaoman, but he deliberately pretended not to know. This was to help the evil. Then, I asked Xue Gui's travel route everywhere. He usually saw people, where he went, and when he brought the least people around him. On weekdays, there were seven or eight guards around him, but because he had just married a bride and Xue Shangshu was very strict in discipline, he could only sneak out of the Xue family and brought the least talents when he sneaked out of the Xue family to visit the brothel. These four people were his confidants. I don't know how many evil things he did for him on weekdays, so I calculated the time and found an opportunity to kill him. Not only him, I also prepared to kill Yuanyu-"

"Kill Yuan Yu?" Li Weiyang sneered and said, "Do you think Yuan Yu is the same as Xue Gui? There are so many guards around him. Before you get close to him, you have already died without a burial place."

Wen Xiaolou looked at her and said, "Yes, I can't, so I chose to kill Xue Gui first and then plot the funeral."

He is really ready to assassinate Yuan Yu—Li Weiyang shook his head, as if he asserted: "You can't kill Yuan Yu."

Wen Xiaolou shook slightly, lowered his head, thought for a while, and suddenly said, "You are right, he is the real culprit, but I don't have the ability to kill him." Then, he suddenly took a few steps and knelt in front of Li Weiyang, "I beg you to avenge me."

"Avenge you?" Li Weiyang suddenly laughed and said, "Why should I avenge you?"

Wen Xiaolou stared at Li Weiyang. Under the moonlight, her face was pretty, gentle, but very indifferent, as if there was no relationship that a normal person would have. After a long time, he suddenly laughed and said, "Because, you want Yuanyu to die too." If Li Weiyang hadn't had a grudge with Yuanyu, why would he take such a great danger to help him? This makes no sense.

It was a positive sentence, not a question. It was indeed a smart person. Li Weiyang nodded and said seriously: "Yes, I want him to die, but it's not just him."

Wen Xiaolou looked at Li Weiyang in shock and said, "Who is your enemy?"

Li Weiyang said calmly, "You don't need to know this. What you need to know is that my goal is consistent with you, which is enough."

Wen Xiaolou looked at Li Weiyang, and his eyes were filled with gloomyness. Li Weiyang laughed: "You have nothing, I have nothing to do, right?"

Wen Xiaolou thought about it, lowered his head deeply, and said, "As long as you avenge me, I will listen to you in everything."

Li Weiyang sighed, Zhao Yue kept looking at her, but shook her head gently. The lady didn't need Wen Xiaolou, she just wanted to save him. The lady seemed particularly tolerant to Wen Xiaolou, no, not to Wen Xiaolou, but to the dead Xiaoman. From the beginning, the lady could have used Xiaoman to approach Yuan Yu, but she deliberately set fire to rescue her, and then gave her silver to let her leave. Even now she rescued Wen Xiaolou, all this was because of Xiaoman. Zhao Yue thought about it and realized that the lady was moved by Xiaoman's smile?

Indeed, the child had suffered so much, but had such a bright smile, which was the first time she had seen him.

When Li Weiyang saw Wen Xiaolou staggering back, she suddenly stopped him: "I'll give you a ride."

Wen Xiaolou glanced at her, smiled, and said, "Thank you then." He understood his identity very well, but he just sat outside the carriage with Zhao Yue, but did not enter the carriage. After waiting for the carriage for about half an hour, he suddenly said, "Let's just get here."

Li Weiyang lifted the curtain and glanced at the simple house, with green walls and gray tiles, and the gatehouse was dilapidated. There was only a piece of wood plaque on it, with the words "Stock Office". She glanced at Wen Xiaolou and said, "Where is this?"

Wen Xiaolou jumped out of the carriage and said, "This is the Sales Department in Yuexi, which specializes in adopting abandoned children."

Li Weiyang frowned: "Of course I saw this. I was asking you, what are you doing here?"

Wen Xiaolou smiled bitterly on his handsome face and said, "Yes, I want to know what she is doing here, we are all so poor."

Li Weiyang was slightly stunned, and for a moment he didn't understand what he was saying. Then, she saw him go up and knock on the door. An old woman came to open the door, wearing a cloth coat, and the wrinkles on her face were very deep. When she saw Wen Xiaolou, she immediately smiled on her face: "Didn't Xiaoman come today?"

Li Weiyang was surprised when he heard Xiaoman's name. Wen Xiaolou and Xiaoman were only a month old and were concentrating on operas on weekdays. How could they know the people here? And looking at this old woman, she seemed to not know that Xiaoman was dead, and she was looking forward to visit her. Wen Xiaolou smiled, and there was no trace of sadness on her face: "She, I'm going to see you for her."

The old woman opened the door naturally and said, "Come in quickly, it's cold outside." Then, she saw Li Weiyang wearing gorgeous clothes and a cold face, and was surprised and said, "Miss, if you want to give alms or adopt a child, it's not the time!"

Li Weiyang frowned, and Wen Xiaolou explained: "She is Xiaoman's friend."

The old woman glanced at Li Weiyang suspiciously, as if she didn't understand how Xiaoman knew such a rich friend, but she didn't think much about it and opened the door wider: "Come in first."

Li Weiyang walked into the yard, which had seven or eight rooms in total, and each wall had cracks. I am afraid that in winter, the cold wind would definitely pour into the house. There were two jars along the north wall, and the old porcelain bowl on the jar was buckled with leftover rice, and the sour smell from the jar was slightly moldy. Before Li Weiyang could stand firm, he was hit by a ball of black things. Zhao Yue lifted the ball of things and shone in the light, but a little girl with a black face was looking at Li Weiyang with wide eyes and curiously. The old woman hurried up and scolded: "Why are you so reckless? Why don't you say sorry to the guests!"

The little girl was put down by Zhao Yue, said sorry, and quickly ran to the back of the water tank on the side and hid, revealing her big eyes staring at Li Weiyang.

"This is a place where Yuexi specializes in adopting orphans. Many children are abandoned because of their natural defects. Xiaoman has always secretly sent them money from a month ago to Dadu." Wen Xiaolou said this, with a very indifferent expression, but Li Weiyang felt that he seemed to be about to burst into tears.

Li Weiyang took a look at the house not far away and heard the noisy sounds of children. She thought it was ridiculous. Xiaoman had been sick all the time and couldn't even raise herself. She even came to see these abandoned children and even gave them money. She was simply a lunatic.

Li Weiyang is a thorough egoist. She cannot understand how there are people like Xiaoman in the world who are so poor and humble, but they still have to help others. Yes, she has seen many rich ladies and ladies doing good deeds, but most of them are for the purpose of making a good reputation, and those who truly do good deeds are just for the next life. There are people in the world who can't survive and who want to help others, either fools or fools! The little girl over there is still quietly looking at Li Weiyang, with such pure eyes. Li Weiyang stares at her. Looking at such eyes, will Xiaoman be so clean?

At this time, seven or eight children rushed out of the room. They obviously ran out of the sound and looked at them, outsiders in fear.

Li Weiyang looked at each one carefully. One child was unable to see his eyes and was pulled by other children; one child had no arms; one child was sitting in a simple wooden wheelchair; and one girl with no incomplete body, obviously discarded by parents who favored boys over girls. Some were very beautiful, some were very ordinary, but they were all very thin.

At this time, a brave little boy looked at Zhao Yue's long sword in admiration, "Sister with the sword... must be very powerful, right?"

Zhao Yue looked at the little boy embarrassedly, as if she didn't know how to answer. Another criticized: "I don't know, Sister Xiaoman can sing opera, she is very awesome!"

Another child looked up at Wen Xiaolou, obviously having an impression of him, and said, "Sister Xiaoman said that he would bring us warm buns next time he came. When will she come?"

The old woman smiled embarrassedly and said, "Every year the court allocates money, but there are too many places that require money. There are very few things in our hands. Children have to eat, and some often get sick, so there is no money. Fortunately, the kind-hearted noble lady often gives some charity, and the little man also often brings food here."

Li Weiyang looked at the children who were looking at them and suddenly pursed his mouth tightly and stopped talking.

Wen Xiaolou smiled faintly, "Don't you understand, right? I don't understand, I'm just like you, both selfish people. I want to use your money to save Xiaoman, you want to use us to achieve your goals, but this world is not all people like you and me."

Li Weiyang sneered and said, "It's not that I don't understand, it's because I think she's sick, but she's still very sick."

Wen Xiaolou just sighed, squatted down and touched a child's head, and said, "Yes, she is so overestimating her abilities."

Li Weiyang's expression slowly calmed down. She looked at the children. For some reason, her eyes were a little hot, but her tone was still hard: "Xiaoman is like this, and you are the same. Are you not a relative of her? I heard that you picked her back from the street back then."

Wen Xiaolou was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and said, "I originally... I originally was..." He was beaten by his master when he was studying opera, so he thought of finding an apprentice for his master to go back and suffer with him. Who would have thought that Xiaoman's innocent eyes, which were not stained with impurities, would actually recognize her as his relative, and even took care of her for so many years.

Suddenly, a child timidly grabbed Li Weiyang's skirt. She bent down and looked at the child. It was the girl who was hiding behind the water tank just now. She asked seriously: "When will Sister Xiaoman come? I'll wait for her to teach me to sing the song."

Li Weiyang's heart was slightly tingling, subconsciously broke free, took out a silver note and stuffed it into the old woman's hand, and whispered: "Zhao Yue, let's go." As he said that, he walked out without looking back. Unexpectedly, he walked to the door, but he bumped into someone head-on. The man oh oh and almost rolled down the steps. Li Weiyang quickly helped the man. The maid behind the man panicked and came up with a lantern: "Mama Song, are you okay?"

Song's mother is about forty years old, wearing a blue-robed silk skirt, fox fur vest, and her hair is not messy at all, looking clean and neat. She seemed to think that the maid behind her was walking slowly, so she went up the stairs first, and accidentally hit Li Weiyang. Fortunately, Li Weiyang was moving quickly, so she did not fall off the stairs. Just as she was about to thank her, she subconsciously looked down at her and happened to see the snow-white wrist wearing Buddhist beads under the moonlight. She was stunned, and suddenly raised her head and stared at Li Weiyang.

Seeing that she had nothing to do, Li Weiyang withdrew her hand and said lightly: "Sorry." In fact, both parties were wrong. She was in a bad mood, and the man was too anxious, and the two collided.

Zhao Yue hurriedly followed Li Weiyang, but Song's mother was stunned and didn't speak for a long time. The maid looked at her strangely: "Mom Song, didn't you say that you accidentally dropped something in the afternoon to pick it up? Why didn't you stand at the door and not go in?"

But Mother Song felt like she was struck by lightning. She stood at the door and couldn't speak. The maid was a little scared: "Mother Song, what's wrong with you?"

Mother Song suddenly woke up and grabbed the maid and said, "Man'er, where is the lady just now? Where did you go?"

Man'er was surprised and said, "Ah? I just got on the carriage and walked... over there!"

Song's mother's expression changed drastically, she turned her head and went down the steps, quickly got on the carriage on the side, and told the coachman: "Hurry up, chase the carriage just now!"

Man'er became more and more surprised and hurriedly chased after him, shouting repeatedly: "Mom Song! Mom Song!" However, the person who has always been steady in Song's body seemed to have caught a ghost today. He picked up his skirt and jumped into the car without regard for his image. Man'er shouted loudly from behind, but the carriage left, and Mom Song completely forgot about her.

The old woman in charge of caring for the Saint-Tang Hall walked out in surprise, raised her lantern and said, "Isn't this Miss Man'er? Why are you standing here alone?"

Man'er turned around and her pretty face completely collapsed and said, "Aunt Liu... I don't know this. Why did a person who is usually a good person just now feel like he was crazy and jumping into the car without caring anything? I heard her order the coachman to chase him? It's strange! By the way, Aunt Liu, who was the lady just now?"

Aunt Liu frowned and said, "This... I don't know, I came with Boss Wen just now-" She turned her head and searched for Wen Xiaolou everywhere, but she was gone. Mother Liu was surprised and said, "What's wrong with this today? Everyone is like this?"

Man'er also looked at the direction where the carriage disappeared and said, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Mother Song was sitting in the carriage, but she was extremely nervous. She almost suspected that she had read it wrong, but the string of Buddhist beads was absolutely nothing wrong, it must be! She hanged the string of Buddhist beads on the lady's neck with her own hands, then... the girl just now... she recalled carefully, yes, that expression and smile were really three-point similar to the lady when she was young, and they were all so beautiful and gentle! The more she thought about it, she became more and more excited. Yes, she must be the lady who had lost for many years! The lady who had been looking for for so many years! When she thought about it, she lifted the curtain of the carriage and urged: "Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! Must catch up with the carriage in front!"

At this time, Zhao Yue discovered the carriage behind that was chasing her. She was worried that someone would find her whereabouts, so she ordered the coachman to say, "Go to a place with a lot of people!"

At this time, the only place with a large crowd was the night market at the southwest gate of Yue. The coachman shook his whip and headed towards the south gate. Li Weiyang whispered: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Yue said: "The person we saw just now has caught up with me? Miss, do you know that person?"

Li Weiyang recalled the appearance of the mother Song just now, shook her head and said, "No, I don't know you." She thought for a while and said, "Stop the carriage in a crowded place later."

Zhao Yue responded in a low voice and ordered the coachman to park the car in a crowded place. Li Weiyang and Zhao Yue got out of the car and walked into the crowd. Song's mother saw that the carriage had stopped, her heart was so excited that she was about to stop. She quickly ordered the coachman to stop, jump off the carriage and chase Li Weiyang. At this time, the vendors on both sides were desperately selling things, pulling the guests coming and going. Song's mother was pulled twice and almost angry. When she turned around, she disappeared. She was so anxious that she widened her eyes and searched everywhere. Finally, she found the white shadow through the crowd that was not airtight, and then hurriedly chased after her. When she was about to reach Li Weiyang, she was blinded and disappeared.

The people around were bustling, but Song's mother stood alone in the middle of the road, looking around wanderingly.

She didn't know that at this moment, Li Weiyang was in the private room on the second floor next to him, looking at Song's mother in the crowd. Zhao Yue said, "Miss, why has this person been chasing you?"

Li Weiyang looked at Song's mother, and her drooping eyelashes cast two shadows under her eyes, and said softly: "Yes, why did she follow me?"

Li Weiyang thought to himself, what is the origin of this mother Song? He really needs to be carefully investigated.

The theaters are prohibited in Yuexi City, so the theaters are all located outside Dongyang Gate. There are almost all theaters in Yuexi between three or four miles. Early in the morning, a luxurious carriage was parked here. Song’s mother came out of the carriage and began to search for theaters one by one, because Aunt Liu from the Sales Bureau only knew that Boss Wen was a performer, but she didn’t know which one it was.

When she met someone who closed the door, Song's mother took out the money from her purse and asked if there was an actor named Boss Wen. Some people were playing the show, so she bought a ticket to enter, first look at the front desk, then look at the back desk, but she didn't find it. Then she asked everywhere to see if there was a young actor in her twenties who was about 20 years old, and the surname Wen? Everyone who asked shook their heads. It was not that they didn't help, but there were actually many people with the surname Wen. They searched one by one. They searched for more than ten theaters and asked them all, but they kept finding them in the evening, but they didn't find any news. Song's mother returned to the carriage again and again, reporting the situation to the people in the carriage, but the man seemed to be very persistent and had to find it. So they continued to change places. Finally, when all the theaters were lit with lanterns and candles, they found the door of Tianxiang Garden.

The concierge said that the boss of the opera troupe was hanged. Now the new boss is the surname Wen, and he is also a famous actor. People call him Boss Wen. Mother Song is already tired from walking. The two girls next to her have been helping her to ask each other. When she heard the news, her eyes suddenly shone and she returned to the carriage to tell everything in detail. The concierge saw the curtain of the carriage move, and a noble lady came out. She was elegant, elegant, generous, bright and white, and her eyebrows were picturesque. There were many noble officials and noble people coming to the theater to watch the opera, but she had never seen such a grand lady. The concierge was stunned, but the lady seemed to be unable to wait and walked inward. When she walked to the steps, she suddenly became weak. Mother Song next to her hurriedly supported her: "Madam, be careful."

The lady has been lost for eighteen years, and now there is news suddenly. The lady’s mood can be imagined, but no matter what, she has to make sure of it first! Song’s mother thought in her heart and persuaded her.

Mrs. Gui stood on the steps for a moment, calmed down, as if she was about to swallow her heart that was about to jump out, and then walked in. Someone was leading the way, and there was a melodious huqin hidden in the yard. The lady followed the music and walked around an ancient tree. She saw a young man in a costume in the courtyard practicing opera.

This is a golden voice. If she changes it any time, she will appreciate it. But now - she really has no patience! She is anxious, and the servant next to her has already gone up to report: "Boss Wen, a wife said she is here to find you!"
To be continued...