Chapter 52 Connaught Place

Author: Xi Yumu

When Ling Changfeng heard this, his heart moved and he asked: "Oh? Listen to you, this person has a reason to die. But you didn't see this person clearly, how can you be so sure that this person did it?

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The woman did not answer directly. Instead, she laughed coldly and said, "Didn't Lord Ling come here to find out the truth? Why, now that the truth is in front of you, why don't you want to believe it? Could it be that you really believed the rumors?

, do you think I have been in contact with White Horse Temple for a long time?"

After saying that, he looked at his husband-in-law with a look of disdain on his face. Then he said: "Since Mr. Ling doesn't believe what the woman said, you can go and investigate elsewhere. I feel unwell, so I will go back to the house to rest.

Alright." Regardless of what the others thought, the woman turned around and walked into the house, leaving Ling Changfeng and others outside.

Shaking his head, Ling Changfeng looked at Wu Ming and asked softly: "Wu Ming, how did you meet your wife?"

Wu Ming smiled bitterly and did not answer. He just said: "Master Ling, please forgive me. I don't want to mention this matter. If there is nothing else, please come back." As he spoke, it was obvious that he did not want to mention it again.

and this matter.

Ling Changfeng saw that he couldn't ask anything else here, so he said goodbye and walked out of the private house with Xiaolan and others.

On the way back, Ling Changfeng said to Wu Laoqi: "Wu Laoqi, there seems to be a deep gap between Wu Ming and his wife. Do you know what the reason is?"

Wu Laoqi shook his head and said thoughtfully: "Master Ling, I don't know much about Wu Ming's family affairs. It's just that they have been married for a long time, but they have no children. I don't know if it is because of this."

When Ling Changfeng heard this, he thought to himself: This civilian woman was not surprised at all by the death of Monk Qingfeng, and even said that he was unjustly killed. If she was really from Kanglefang, she should not behave like this. It seems to be okay.

Connaught Place took a closer look.

With a slight cough, Ling Changfeng said to Wu Laoqi: "Wu Laoqi, thank you for your guidance this time. We have other things to do, so let's not go there for now!"

Wu Laoqi had just known that Ling Changfeng's status was extremely high, so he didn't even dare to say anything, so he held up his hands and watched the two of them walking towards the outside of the village.

"Master Ling, where are you going on this trip?" Seeing Ling Changfeng and Xiaolan approaching, the coachman who had been waiting outside the village asked.

"Go back to the city, Connaught Place!"

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Kanglefang, a famous place for singing and dancing geishas in Luoyang.

Surrounding the pavilion, there are towering ancient trees, green trees, white walls and yellow tiles, which are magnificent. It is a big palace-like building, with golden glazed tiles shining dazzlingly in the sun.

On the top of the red and vermilion-lacquered door hangs a black golden nanmu plaque with three large characters "Kanglefang" inscribed with dragons and phoenixes flying on it.

Throughout the dynasties, women were mostly unlucky, and very few sold themselves voluntarily. Most of them sold their bodies to pay debts because their families had no money. Such women would rarely leave this place in their lives.

As for Wu Ming's wife being able to escape from this place, I am afraid that the reason behind it is not something that an ordinary citizen can deal with. Even an extremely ordinary prostitute in Kanglefang would have to spend hundreds of taels of silver to replace her.

His redemption.

A carriage drove quickly through the streets of Luoyang and stopped steadily in front of the Kanglefang building.

A pair of handsome boys and girls got out of the car. The pretty girl was holding a white jade-like kitten in her arms.

Looking at the bustling building in front of me, there are a group of gorgeous women standing outside the door, soliciting customers. From time to time, some well-dressed people will walk in.

Seeing this, Xiaolan chuckled lightly and asked, "Master, seeing how familiar you are with driving, you must have come here often! Aren't you afraid that I might accidentally spill the beans when I go back?"

"." Ling Changfeng was speechless for a moment and stopped talking. He pulled Xiaolan and walked inside.

The roof of the pavilion is made of sandalwood as beams, crystal jade as lamps, pearls as curtains, and copper and gold as pillar foundations. A huge moon bead hangs on the top of the palace, shining like a bright moon.

In the middle is a huge stage, on which a group of geishas are dancing.

After the two entered, they saw a woman who looked like an old bustard coming towards them.

The old bustard looked Ling Changfeng up and down, and saw that he was dressed gorgeously, so he knew it was a big deal. His face remained calm, and he said with a smile: "Oh, this guest, are you here to listen to music or dance?"

Ling Changfeng threw out a piece of silver and said softly: "Prepare a good banquet for me! Find another quiet place. I have something to discuss with you."

Seeing Ling Changfeng's generous actions, the old bustard knew that he must be a son of a wealthy family, so he said to his subordinates: "Hongyu, take this distinguished guest to Tingyu Pavilion." After that, he said to Ling Changfeng: "Young Master.

, let Hongyu take you to Tingyu Pavilion for the time being. After burning the incense, we will have an oiran singing competition in Kanglefang, which is the busiest time in Kanglefang."

Ling Changfeng nodded and said: "Then we will wait for you at Tingyuge Pavilion." After saying that, he and Xiaolan walked towards Tingyuge Pavilion.

Only then did the madam look at Xiaolan behind Ling Changfeng. A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his head. When he raised his head again, his expression returned to normal. Seeing Ling Changfeng looking at him with a smile, he quickly smiled.

A look of enthusiasm.

Tingyu Pavilion is located on the second floor of Kanglefang, near the middle hall. Open the window and you can have a panoramic view of the scene in the hall.

Ling Changfeng said to Xiaolan with satisfaction: "Xiaolan, let's rest here for a while, and we can listen to this famous song by Kanglefang later."

Xiaolan nodded, found a seat near the window and sat down, and then asked: "Master, what is the meaning of this oiran competition?"

Ling Changfeng did not answer directly, but just gave Hongyu a wink, indicating that she could answer Xiaolan's confusion.

Hongyu covered her mouth with a smile and explained softly: "The most solemn program in our Kanglefang once a month is the oiran competition. When the guests and the atmosphere of the scene are adjusted to the highest level, several kabuki geisha with special skills will come out to perform.

They dance and sing, and then auction off the drinking fees of these geishas, ​​and the one with the highest price will be the oiran of this month. The winner last month was Gu Yao, and the auction price was as much as five hundred taels of silver!"

After listening to this, Xiaolan was also very curious about the oiran competition. But she was worried about the White Horse Temple, so she said, "How long will this oiran competition last?"

"About two or three hours." Hongyu replied.

Ling Changfeng coughed lightly, knowing that Xiaolan was worried that she was just listening to the music and missed the real thing. After turning away Hongyu, he said softly: "Xiaolan, don't worry. After the old bustard comes, we will leave after inquiring about the news. And

, I think the madam seems to be more interested in you."
Chapter completed!