Gongsun Zhuoyu could swear to God that he had never been so embarrassed in his life. Seeing that Doctor Yu entered the fireworks field in the alley, he stood at the door, but his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't move.
"Company..."
Gongsun Zhuoyu suddenly remembered that the person beside him was a eunuch, and his always sharp lips and tongue seemed unfavorable, and he rubbed his hands uneasily, hesitatingly said: "This place is dirty, why don't... let's go back first..."
The sound was small, as if a mistake had been made.
Du Lingchun didn't speak, he glanced sideways at him, wondering what he was thinking, but his voice couldn't tell the anger or anger: "Aren't you going to chase the suspect, how do you chase after you standing at the door?"
After speaking, he coldly flicked his sleeves and walked in first.
Gongsun Zhuoyu had no choice but to keep up, and at the same time he slapped himself silently in his heart: Let you follow, let you follow, to actually follow to this broken place like a brothel, how terrible!
Fengyuelou is also a cave of gold sales. The singer downstairs played the silk and bamboo orchestra, and sang explicit poetry in a sweet voice, which made people blush. Du Lingchun was dressed in luxurious clothes, and from the moment he entered the door, he was stared at by the girls who were entertaining guests.
"Oh, this gentleman looks at Miansheng, I'm afraid this is the first time."
"The slave family is good at music, would you like to sing it for the son?"
Their bodies were soft and boneless, their silk handkerchiefs were flying around, mixed with the fragrance of all kinds of fat powder, and they calmly teased Du Lingchun. "roll!"
The girl was not very happy: "Oh, everyone has entered our realm. What kind of gentleman are you pretending to be? You look like a woman with thin skin and tender meat. You should go to Qingjie opposite."
Qingjie is a small herdsman's building, where all the broken sleeves get together.
Du Lingchun was not a native of Jiangzhou, so she squinted, but for a while, she didn't realize what she meant. Just as he was about to say something, his arm was suddenly grasped, and then he fell into a chest with a faint pine scent.
Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't want to mess with this living hell king, he kept Du Lingchun in his arms while fending off those wild bees and butterflies: "I'm sorry, ladies, I'm sorry, my friend is thin-skinned, don't be scared. he."
The girl waved her handkerchief: "Master Gongsun, our sisters will naturally listen to what you say, but remember to come often in the future to take care of business."
He said it as if he often came here to prostitute.
Gongsun Zhuoyu glared at her, righteously said: "Nonsense, I have never set foot in the land of fireworks!"
The girl smiled tenderly, patted him on the chest, and said angrily, "The slave family saw you drinking here last month."
The money is still on credit.
"Really," Gongsun Zhuoyu looked at her and hissed, "I have been investigating the case of the female snitch stealing the official seal last month, and I have only met the suspect. You have seen this official, so are you..."
"Oh, my lord!" The girl quickly waved her hands in fright. "It's the slave family who said something wrong. I've never seen my lord before. It's time to fight, it's time to fight."
Gongsun Zhuoyu snorted softly and withdrew his gaze, then looked at Du Lingchun, and said in a low voice: "Company, let's go upstairs, there is a private room above, and the downstairs is a little mixed."
Du Lingchun's face was still ugly. Hearing that, he sneered: "I didn't see it, Lord Gongsun is still a romantic seed."
Gongsun Zhuoyu touched the tip of his nose: "It's not a dirty seed..."
The sound was so small that only he could hear it.
Gongsun Zhuoyu was afraid that there was another girl who didn't have long eyes to stick on Du Lingchun's body, kept beside him, raised his hand to separate the drunken drinkers. Du Lingchun didn't like to be too close to people, and on weekdays even servants were not allowed to serve close to him.
Dodging and evading, evading and unavoidable, only the clear rosin shrouded the whole body, which made people upset. Du Lingchun couldn't help frowning.
Gongsun Zhuoyu went all the way to the second floor, then dropped his arm, looked around, and suddenly found a problem: "Company..."
Du Lingchun came back to his senses and lifted his eyelids: "Huh?"
Gongsun Zhuoyu: "We seem to have lost people..."
The second floor is a private room, and the door is closed. After just a short time of entanglement downstairs, Doctor Yu disappeared, so I can't knock on the door one by one.
Du Lingchun raised his eyebrows: "How difficult is this?"
He directly took out a gold ingot from his sleeve, threw it into the tray of the maid who was passing by with a clatter, and asked casually, "A man in blue came over just now, which room did he enter?"
The gold ingot was not used for flowers, but for rewarding maids in the palace. It was about the size of a thumb and was carved with a thin pattern of blessing, which was exquisite and unusual.
The maid's eyes widened, Gongsun Zhuoyu's eyes were green.
The maid stammered and replied, "Return to the uncle, he he he... He entered the bamboo character room."
Gongsun Zhuoyu felt sorry for the gold ingot and reached out to take it back, but the maid turned around and ran downstairs, for fear that they would regret it.
Gongsun Zhuoyu clenched his fists secretly: "..."
So sad!
Du Lingchun walked towards the bamboo house with his hands behind his back, and said slowly: "Money can make a ghost run the mill. There is nothing in this world that money can't do. If there is, it must be that you didn't pay enough."
The three views of the two of them were crooked together.
Gongsun Zhuoyu echoed his words: "Your words are reasonable, and your words are reasonable."
The box next to the bamboo-character room was still empty, so they went straight to the prostitute and settled down, because Du Lingchun was so generous, the prostitute couldn't see his teeth: "Master, do you want to send a few girls over to accompany you to drink?"
Gongsun Zhuoyu: "Don't want any of them, don't come in and disturb you if you have nothing to do."
The old bustard smiled and said: "Xing Xing Xing, you are the magistrate, you have the final say."
It seems that Gongsun Zhuoyu is quite familiar here, and everyone recognizes it.
Du Lingchun took a seat at the low table on the ground after seeing the old bustard gone, and said with a half-smile, "Lord Gongsun seems to be a frequent visitor, everyone recognizes you."
Gongsun Zhuoyu thought that he owed them hundreds of taels of wine money, which no one should forget. While pouring out the tea in the cup, he said with a smile: "Jiangzhou is small, so of course the people know their parents and officials."
After speaking, I wiped the cup with a handkerchief, then pressed the bottom of the cup against the wall and put my ear against it.
Du Lingchun came over and crouched down beside him: "What are you doing?"
Gongsun Zhuoyu gave him a booing gesture: "Investigate and collect evidence."
To put it bluntly, it is eavesdropping.
Apparently there was no such technology as soundproof walls in ancient times, and the walls were thin, so if the other side said something, they could probably hear it closely. Gongsun Zhuoyu made up the picture while listening.
"Young Master Yu, please drink tea." This was a soft female voice, perhaps a brothel woman.
"Miss Qiongyue, I have been troubled by trivial matters recently, so I couldn't come here to visit. I wonder if you feel better from the cold?" The voice of a young man was Doctor Yu.
Qiongyue coughed twice: "It's already well, thank you Young Master Yu for your concern."
As soon as she finished speaking, there was a sudden push on the door, followed by the yin and yang words of the prostitute: "Oh, isn't this Doctor Yu, why do you have time to see Qiongyue today?"
Doctor Yu stammered and explained: "under... under..."
Qiongyue said in a low voice, "Mom, Young Master Yu is here to visit her daughter's condition."
The old bustard became more and more irritable: "We are a business that collects money, and we don't do business that loses money. He came to see your doctor. Do you want my mother to pay him a consultation fee? Go up every day without any shame. Tie, the toad wants to eat swan meat, see the girl and don't want money!"
The latter sentence is obviously referring to Doctor Yu.
Doctor Yu was embarrassed. Listening to the news, he should have taken the money and said, "Mom, this is silver taels."
The old bustard put his hands on his hips and sighed: "Alas, such a small ingot of silver is enough for what to do, and the next-door Lord Gongsun is so generous, he directly gave the ingot of gold ingot!"
Doctor Yu's voice suddenly became alert: "Master Gongsun?!"
The old bustard: "Why, the county magistrate of Jiangzhou, you don't recognize it?"
Bad dish, found! Gongsun Zhuoyu thought that this old man's mouth was really looser than the waistband of his trousers, he threw the teacup, and was about to take Du Lingchun out of here, when unexpectedly there was a knock on the door: "Tuk Tuk Tuk—"
Du Lingchun frowned and asked Gongsun Zhuoyu in a low voice, "Have you been discovered?"
Gongsun Zhuoyu nodded, leaned over to the crack of the door and glanced at it, but could not see his face clearly, only to see that the person who came was in blue clothes and moved his lips silently: "It's a suspect."
Du Lingchun slowly clenched his fingertips, and said neatly, "I caught him directly."
Gongsun Zhuoyu thought that he could not be caught, and the clues hadn't been found yet. He heard the knocking on the door from outside becoming more and more urgent, like an ant on a hot pot. When he saw the bed next to him, he suddenly had an idea.
"The company is aggrieved."
Wronged? What is wronged
Before Du Lingchun could ask, his wrists suddenly tightened, and then he was pulled onto the bed, his eyes turned around, and he fell into the soft bedding. Before he could react, a bed of embroidered brocade quilt fell on him, and it was completely dark.
Du Lingchun pulled down the quilt, but saw that Gongsun Zhuoyu was actually taking off his belt and undressing, and his expression changed immediately: "Bastard, what are you doing!"
"Shh-"
Gongsun Zhuoyu only took off his outer clothes and the inner clothes on top, followed by getting into the quilt, covering Du Lingchun's head with the quilt, and unbuttoning his bun while unbuttoning his shirt: "Company Gongquan In order to find out the truth, I feel wronged and wronged."
It's a big deal, what to be afraid of, it's all men.
Gongsun Zhuoyu had practiced martial arts, and Du Lingchun's clothes were taken off in three or two strokes, making the latter unable to struggle. Then he picked up the wine glass next to him, threw it over and threw the door latch, and said impatiently, "Who is it!"
Doctor Yu stood outside the door and looked at it with a probe.
The brocade quilt was bulging and wrapped around two people. Gongsun Zhuoyu was half-naked, obviously in the mood. He was hugging a "woman" tightly in his arms. Half of the snow-white skinny back was exposed.
The ink is thick and white is dazzling.
Gongsun Zhuoyu's voice was impatient: "Whoever doesn't want to live knocking on the door, disturbing my lord's interest, even ten heads are not enough for you to cut off!"
Should be just for prostitutes.
Doctor Yu lowered his head, covered his face, and said in a low voice, "Sir, forgive me, I went the wrong way."
After speaking, the door was closed again, and with a light creak, the room fell into silence again.
Except when he was tortured by the palace as a child, Du Lingchun had never had such an embarrassing moment in his life. When he saw the suspect leave, he finally couldn't help but say angrily: "Gongsun Zhuoyu, you bastard—"
He is handicapped and naturally does not want to be touched or seen. Even the servants who were serving did not dare to approach him. But now Gongsun Zhuoyu is not only close, but also hit, not only hit, but also touched!
Gongsun Zhuoyu probably understood why Du Lingchun was angry, and quickly explained: "Company, Zhuoyu doesn't mean to offend."
He called himself a taboo, not a "subordinate official".
At this time, Gongsun Zhuoyu, for the first time, did not offend the panic of the boss, but simply felt that he had surpassed the thunder of others, and wanted to apologize and explain.
The two were very close, their breaths intertwined, and they were indistinguishable. Du Lingchun had the lingering smell of blood on his body, but was suppressed by a scent of pine. He was forced to lie down, clinging to Gongsun Zhuoyu's sturdy body, looking annoyed and ashamed, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and spat out two words: "Get down!"
Gongsun Zhuoyu got up and pulled Du Lingchun up by the way. He thought it was no big deal, two big men, it's a big deal to post it, but he couldn't help Du Lingchun's sensitive mind.
"Company, the subordinate should be damned, the subordinate should be damned."
Du Lingchun ignored him, turned his back and calmed down for a while, and then put on his jacket three or two times, his face somber that he could drop out of the water. Looking closely at the uncontrollable trembling of his right hand, when he was not able to escape from being accidentally touched by someone at close range, the overwhelming panic was overwhelming.
The old disease cannot be touched, it will hurt if touched.
No eunuch can face this matter calmly. Even though Du Lingchun is already standing very high, he still cares about this matter, he cares a lot...
The word "eunuch" is a sore spot on his body that can't be erased in his life, and those officials and censors seem to have their eyes on it, and they desperately step on his sore spot. When they scolded once, Du Lingchun got angry once, scolded ten times, he got angry ten times, and scolded him ten thousand times and he became angry ten thousand times.
Tried and tested.
The purple clothes hurriedly wrapped around his body, Gongsun Zhuoyu was just quietly looking at Du Lingchun's anger, but unexpectedly, he suddenly saw a red cinnabar mole on his neck, which was very conspicuous by the fair skin, and lightning flashed in his mind After what, he subconsciously grabbed his shoulder: "It's you?!"
In their previous life, they had met once in the seventh year of Yongjing's imperial prison.