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Chapter 75 Washe Goulan

Goulan is an entertainment place where ancient people performed operas, songs and dances.

There are actors, singers, dancers, sword girls...

History lectures, puppet shows, shadow plays, acrobatics...

In layman's terms, it is a large-scale song and dance performance site

But I only sell my art, not my body!

Don’t sell yourself!

Don’t sell yourself!

Say important things three times.

The name of the government official who hit him was Li Yanchu.

"Daozhang Chen, do you... really believe what I just said?" Li Yanchu said with some hesitation and palpitations.

Old Taoist priest: "When the donor walked into the courtyard just now, the old Taoist noticed that the black marks on the whites of the donor's eyes were longer than yesterday."

"So, before you even opened your mouth, the old man already knew that the consequences of the collision have already appeared."

"The old Taoist naturally believes everything you just said, Li Yanchu, donor."

The old Taoist priest had an ethereal temperament, as if he was a master of Taoism. After finishing speaking, the old Taoist priest straightened his waist and said seriously: "Donor Li Yanchu, if you have any details about the tile fence, please tell me in detail."

Dao Lai, I will analyze the twists and turns in detail for you as the donor."

"Why did you suspect Shanggoulanwashe so quickly?"

Next, Li Yanchu began to tell all the inside story hesitantly.

About a month ago, some yamen servants from the yamen who were friends with each other took Li Yanchu and went to Wasegoulan to see a young lady.

"Daozhang Chen, Mr. Jin'an, you must believe me, I am really a decent person."

"I originally wanted to refuse."

"I was afraid that my brothers and sisters-in-law would be worried about me if I never returned home after I left office. I really wanted to refuse the invitations of several colleagues at first."

"But the officialdom is too cold. If you don't build a good relationship with your colleagues and make friends with more people in the circle, you will only be ostracized and said that you are not gregarious. When the time comes, you can say a few words to the boss.

Right or wrong, this official meal has come to an end. The water is really too cold."

Li Yanchu defended himself a few words anxiously, and then continued.

That day, after Li Yanchu and several colleagues went to Goulan in Wase, he met a girl named Caihe. He fell in love with Caihe at first sight and began to go to Goulan to see Caihe every day. The two gradually became familiar with each other.

When they fell in love with each other, Li Yanchu had even made plans to redeem himself for Caihe.

The artists in Wasegoulan are all children from poor families, or were trafficked by traffickers when they were young. These people either learned the art of eating from their masters, or they were forced to have no choice but to live in a rough life.

Caihe was trafficked by human traffickers since he was a child.

When Caihe was five or six years old, during the Chinese New Year, she and her parents were walking on the street to look at the street lights. They met a patter. After being patted on the back of the head, she followed the patter in a daze.

It was as if the soul had been possessed by someone.

The pipa played by Caihe made her love for this life sour, and the sound left a mark on her heart. She was somewhat famous in Washe in the east of the city, so the redemption price was naturally ridiculously high.

Li Yanchu has been troubled by this matter in the past few days, so he, who has been worried about it these days, often spends time in the tile roof of the house, listening to Yiren's ancient pipa song with a pale moon and a sad wind, and drinks to soothe his sorrows.

The reason why Li Yanchu suspected that it was Washe Goulan was because Caihe once mentioned a strange thing to him in private.

Recently, a strange thing happened in several hook-and-rail buildings in Wase.

Caihe said that when the Goulan sisters wake up every morning, their faces become very poor and haggard, as if they haven't slept well all night.

But I couldn't remember anything about what happened last night.

Even if several sisters slept together, this strange thing continued to happen.

That night, the others were all fine and had nothing to do all night, but one of them looked very haggard when he woke up the next day, as if he hadn't slept all night. But the other little sisters didn't notice any movement at night.

I didn't hear anything and slept until dawn.

This situation.

It's been going on for a while.

The old Taoist priest said in surprise: "This is indeed a strange thing. Could it be that because I often go to Washe Goulan, I bumped into something evil?"

The old Taoist priest asked Li Yanchu, but Li Yanchu asked three questions and didn't know.

The old Taoist priest asked again: "Since you have noticed that there is something abnormal in the Washe Goulan, as a government servant, you are not suspicious?"

Li Yanchu said with a wry smile: "First of all, there was no murder, and secondly, no one reported it to the authorities. Moreover, this matter was only circulated in private, and there is no conclusive evidence."

At this time, Jin An, who had been silent until now, spoke.

"Old Taoist, I will accompany Li Yanchu on this matter, and you can stay and continue to save the cabinet."

When the old Taoist priest heard this, he immediately became anxious and said, "Little brother, you can eat alone!"

The veins on Jin An's forehead jumped.

God damn eats alone.

Why do I always feel that these words have a certain flavor.

"You, a Taoist priest, went to Goulan to listen to music. If there was something, you would have been able to scare the snake away."

"Little brother, you just want to eat alone!" The old Taoist priest became anxious.

"Who stipulates that Taoist priests cannot go to Goulan to listen to music?"

"Aren't Taoist priests also born from parents? They have two eyes, two ears, one nose and one mouth. Why can't Taoist priests sleep on their backs and endure all kinds of hardships in the world?" The old Taoist priest began to talk more and more nonsense.

"Besides, I was the first to discover the collision of donor Li Yanchu. As the old saying goes, the person who tied the bell must untie the bell. The rope I pulled was the one who broke my teeth and pulled donor Li Yanchu ashore!"

"As an old saying goes, I call it sacrificing oneself for others, and sacrificing oneself first to save others."

"As an old man, I also want to listen to music."

Li Yanchu was deeply moved by the old Taoist priest's impassioned words. Li Yanchu added: "There is no rule that Taoist monks cannot go to Goulan to listen to music."

"Master Jin'an, do you still remember the monk Pu Zhi who came back with Feng Baotou from the last trip to Shenjiabao?"

"The last time I went to Goulan, I met Monk Pu Zhi, but I was just an ordinary yamen servant. Monk Pu Zhi didn't see me. Even if he saw me, he didn't recognize me, a little yamen servant."

The news brought by Li Yanchu really surprised Jin An.

Didn’t you expect that Monk Pu Zhi’s path was so wild?

He actually went to Washegoulan to heal his injuries?

Anyway, there is already another drunkard and a bald donkey.

There is no shortage of Taoist priests either.

Yes, now you have both Taoism and Buddhism.

Now that they have decided to bring the old Taoist priest with them, the three of them decided that after Li Yanchu went to the Yamen, he would go to Wase Goulan as a friend.

Go explore the route during the day.

The lower Yamen was established in Youshi.

When a group of three people arrived at Washegoulan, it was almost two quarters after Unity hour.

This is also the time when the academy and all walks of life finish work.

In addition, the Qingming Temple Fair is approaching, and literati and tourists from all walks of life also come to Washegoulan.

So it can be imagined that when Jin An and others arrived, the business here was already full.


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