Since that night, the smile has returned to Yan Li's face, untying a knot in her heart, and she no longer cares about Wang Xu's performance.
A few days passed like this, and on a rainy afternoon, the madam called Wang Xu over.
"Xiao Liu doesn't feel well. Take her across the street to see the doctor."
"Aren't you afraid that I will run away?"
"Stop talking nonsense! Just go if you are told!"
"Yes Yes……"
Wang Xu felt baffled. Did he seem to be such a reliable and easy-to-bully person?
In fact, the Madam really thought so, because in the past month, Wang Xu had been extremely honest and had never stepped out of Zui Xing Tower. He was more able to work hard and without complaint, so he was left to others.
Made a pretty good impression.
In fact, the madam didn't know that the reason why Wang Xu stayed here was because he had nowhere to go. He didn't want to escape from this brothel, but wanted to escape from this world...
Wang Xu held up the paper umbrella and carried Miss Liu on his back to the medical clinic across the street with the signboard "Gynecology Master" written on it.
In ancient times, brothel girls like Xiaoliu who had their feet bound could be said to have a very hard life. It was extremely inconvenient to move around on weekdays. When receiving guests, they had to be carried to the guest's room by a turtle slave. It was inevitable that they would contract some internal diseases or
If you are forced to drink the red flower soup to have an abortion, the former may endanger your life, and the latter will cause great pain to both the body and the mind. But when you are old and senile, you cannot accept guests, and there is no one to redeem your body, so you can only
Marry a turtle slave.
Wang Xu did have some sympathy for these women. Although in the eyes of the clients, no one, be it prostitutes or slaves, was treated as a human being, Wang Xu always gave these women the most basic respect.
, because he understands that those who are willing to fall are far more despicable than those who cannot help themselves.
"Is there anyone there?" Wang Xu walked into the medical center, but found no one there.
"Here we come." A lazy voice came from inside the house.
As soon as Wang Xu heard the man speak, his expression changed suddenly, and he said to himself: "No way... this voice is..."
Mr. Cat walked out of the back hall and yawned in front of the guests without any scruples: "Hey... I just can't get excited in this rainy weather... Is this girl sick? Just put her down.
.”
But Wang Xu stood there motionless, still muttering: "I should have thought of it... opening a gynecological clinic opposite the brothel, and hanging such a brazen sign, who else could..."
"This little brother, can't you hear me?"
"Master Cat! What are you pretending to be? Come on! What's going on? Why is there a collective time travel? Are you up to another conspiracy?"
A hint of alertness flashed through Mr. Cat's eyes, but his tone did not change: "What do you think about Mr. Cat and Mr. Dog? I've heard about Mr. Rabbit, do you care about the sick? You don't care about people leaving."
Wang Xu had no choice but to put the little Liu girl down and let her follow Mr. Cat into the inner hall.
He was sitting uneasily in the outer hall and pacing back and forth, "How is this possible? Is it possible that everyone except me is the same soul in different worlds?"
After about a cup of tea, Master Cat's voice came again, "Brother outside, come in."
When Wang Xu walked in, Master Mao handed over a piece of paper: "This is the prescription. The usage and dosage are clearly written. Take the medicine on time and you will be fine in a few days."
Wang Xu came closer to him and said with empty eyes: "Doctor...is your name Gu Chen?"
"Everyone on the street knows that my doctor Gu is called Gu Chen. What's wrong?"
"You really don't know what the word "cat master" means?"
Mr. Cat also raised his eyes, imitating Wang Xu's sharp eyes and replied: "One tael of gold and silver, bring it."
Wang Xu was asking for trouble. He took out the money the madam gave him, paid the money, picked up Xiao Liu and returned to Zui Xing Tower.
Master Cat followed closely behind and closed the door.
He returned to the room and took out a gold medal from his pocket. On the front of the gold medal was written the four words "Ouchi Secret Agent" and on the back was the word "Cat Master". There was a golden dragon around the gold medal.
It's what's in the palace.
"How does this kid... know the word Master Cat..." He muttered to himself.
"I should ask you this question." A woman's voice suddenly sounded from behind Master Mao.
Master Mao didn't look back, he smiled: "Yingyao, you are still so elusive... Although you are my boss, there is something wrong with a big girl who keeps running into my house.
?"
"You still know that I am your boss? Then you should call me Commander, and Yingyao is also what you call me? Now explain to me, why is your identity known by a brothel runner?"
Master Mao spread his hands and said, "Maybe he has some magical powers like clairvoyance?" What he meant was that my lurking work was perfect, and there was absolutely no flaws in it.
"Hmph, I think you took out the gold medal and showed it when you went to drink wine at the Zuixing Tower opposite?"
"Haha, don't you know whether I've been to the other side or not? You can't just slap your hat on me and put on my shoes just because I tease you occasionally, right?"
"You! How did the Ouchi secret agent come up with such a shameless scoundrel like you!"
"Maybe it's because my martial arts skills are very high and my brain is pretty good... Haha, okay, okay, I will find out about this matter, whether it's this kid or Yan Li from Baihua Club, when the time is right
, let’s just clean it up together.”
"I hope you can find out as soon as possible and don't make me wait too long." After Shui Yingyao said this, she disappeared as mysteriously as she appeared. It seems that martial arts masters come and go like this without a trace.
…………
Mr. Mao was very efficient in his work. That night he came to Zui Xing Tower to find out the details about Wang Xu.
As the saying goes, arriving early is worse than arriving in time. He was not the only one who came tonight...
"Ouch! Isn't this Dr. Gu? What are you guys doing standing still? Hurry up and greet the guests!" The madam came over very attentively.
Master Mao wanted to ask her something, so he behaved tactfully: "Sister He looks a lot younger recently. I almost don't dare to admit it."
The old bustard laughed so hard that his eyes almost disappeared: "Oh, Doctor Gu, you are so bad."
Although Mr. Mao has a strong psychological endurance, he can't help but be covered in white hair at the moment: "Um... I want to ask my sister about something."
Although the Madam is still smiling, her smile is obviously not so bright: "Well... Doctor Gu, you have to know that this Zuixing Tower is a place to have fun and inquire about things..."
A rather large ingot of silver was thrust into the old madam's hand.
"Hey! Look at how polite you are. Since it's Doctor Gu who's talking, how can I refuse, sister! Hey! Who is that? You're dead! It's been so long and you still haven't served tea!"
Master Mao waved his hand: "No need, I just want to ask, sister, has anyone special come to Zuixing Tower recently?"
The Madam's eyes rolled, then she moved closer and lowered her voice and said, "You have asked the right person, there are quite a few here tonight!"
Mr. Cat raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Sister, can you tell me which ones they are?"
The old bustard pointed to an upper room on the second floor: "He Wenhong, the famous second gun master of the He family, is drinking in that room. Today he also brought a young master named Sun. Who knows that the He family has a relationship with them?
The Minister of Rites, Sun Shilang, is a cousin, and I think that boy named Sun is probably Sun Shilang's..."
Master Mao still had a smile on his face, but he was thinking in his heart: "This is strange, Mr. Sun only has a daughter... Could it be..."
The old bustard then said: "Look over there, the man drinking wine by the window is Zhao Bian, the son of the official Zhao Shangshu family. Look at his grandeur. There are dozens of followers outside the door."
What Mr. Cat saw in his eyes at this moment was not Mr. Zhao, but a young man next to Zhao Bian. His face was expressionless and as cold as ice, but the Qimen weapon hidden in his calf always revealed a terrifying murderous intent.
"Dozens of followers are outside the door, are you the only one following me..." Mr. Cat felt that things were getting more and more interesting tonight.
The old bustard said again: "The last one is Du Fengchun, the son of the Minister of the Ministry of War. Everyone knows that his father and the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, Zhao Shangshu, are sworn enemies in the court. Moreover, he has brought many followers with him tonight.
Outside the door, I see a lot of familiar people, they seem to be those in charge of city defense..." She did not say the word "officers and soldiers" because she knew that some words should be stopped at that.
Master Mao sneered in his heart: "My father is an official in Beijing, and all his sons come to this land south of the Yangtze River to look for flowers and willows. The son of the Minister of War can mobilize the troops of the city defense to pretend to be followers... This court is really corrupt."
While they were talking, they saw a waiter running towards the top floor in a hurry. Every night, he was the one who opened the door of Wangxing Pavilion. And every time, people knew that it was Yan'er who opened the door of Wangxing Pavilion.
It's time for the girl to show up.
Wangxing Pavilion is not a place that everyone can enter. If you don’t have enough money, don’t even think about it. Even though there are so many literati and poets who come in every day, they all want to see Yan’er.
A wealthy young man who doesn't hesitate to spend a lot of money.
And tonight, those special guests all set foot on Wangxing Pavilion, and following them up there was an Ouchi spy disguised as a gynecologist...
