Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

After a flurry of activity, Meng Chuanbai recovered and the others breathed a sigh of relief - they had not expected that this noble young man was so fragile that they almost thought he was going to faint.

The captain of the guards helped Meng Chuanbai up. He exhaled a breath and spoke in a gloomy tone.

"Where is Qi Zhaoshu now?"

The friendship between classmates at this time was different, and Meng Chuanbai had once sought advice from Qi Zhaoshu. He even admired him a little. Now that he knew Qi Zhaoshu had fallen to this point, it was impossible for him not to be shocked and heartbroken.

He felt that Qi Zhaoshu was a role model for a gentleman, who was as virtuous as jade, well-mannered and virtuous, and clean and pure. He was a man who stood on a high platform to respect the Spring and Autumn Annals and follow the world. Even if he was in a state of humiliation, he was still a man of integrity and character in proper attire...

Man: "I can lead the way." Even after all this, he still wants to see Qi Zhaoshu. This is true love.

It was still bright outside and there were not many "guests" in Yanliu Lane. The man led them around a few corners and a green-tiled house appeared in front of them.

"Is this the house in Yanliu Lane?" Meng Chuanbai had been to the capital before, but he didn't know that there was such an exquisite house in Yanliu Lane - that being said, Meng Chuanbai had never been there, but he still knew something about the situation in Yanliu Lane.

Yanliuxiang is a "brothel", the lowest level of "brothel", like the modern "red-light district". Most of the consumers are laborers, handymen and other people at the bottom of society. They are not as elegant as the literati and it is a place for pure physical release.

The environment is worse than that of an ordinary residence, and the sound insulation is poor. From time to time, indescribable sounds come out from the cracks in the door - it is totally out of place with such a gorgeous place here.

"Well, serving a rich young man is, of course, different," the man explained.

What do you mean by serving? Serve your mother! Meng Chuanbai's fists were hardened, but Lu Wensheng held him down calmly.

Liu Jiqian: "Since they are serving some noble gentlemen, why do they place them in Yanliu Lane?"

The person behind this was simply humiliating and trampling on Qi Zhaoshu's dignity - several people felt a little uncomfortable.

When the man heard Liu Jiqian's voice, he couldn't help but look at him again. The man felt that this noble man looked more noble than that Master Qi, but he was afraid of offending him and didn't dare to look at him any longer.

He lowered his voice and said, "I don't know, and I dare not say much. This Master Qi must have offended the noble man." Otherwise, a good noble man would not have ended up here even if he was down and out.

Meng Chuanbai couldn't help but say, "No noble person can do this, right?!" And even if Lord Qi is gone, the connections he left behind, plus Qi Zhaoshu's teacher, this wouldn't make Qi Zhaoshu...

Unless the person targeting Qi Zhaoshu is of extremely high status, no one would dare to help - Meng Chuanbai subconsciously thought in terms of royal relatives, but the horrifying thought made him dare not speculate further.

In this light, the Qi family's misfortune was very puzzling. Lord Qi was a man of high moral character and he had never offended anyone. Qi Zhaoshu was even more so. He was a pure scholar and the only people he interacted with were his classmates and teachers.

"I've brought it along for the journey too, guys..." The man rubbed his hands together, rubbing his index finger, middle finger and thumb together, the meaning was self-evident.

Meng Chuanbai's thoughts were interrupted. When he heard the man's words, he immediately became furious. When Lu Wensheng wasn't paying attention, he went up to him and kicked him hard - this man turned out to be a guide! How many people did he bring to see Qi Zhaoshu? !

The man didn't dare to hide and fell to the ground in pain. After getting up, he propped himself up, knelt down and kowtowed.

"Please spare my life, my noble lord! I was only following orders and just leading the way. I have never been involved with this Master Qi!" It seemed that he was someone who had a good relationship with Qi Zhaoshu in the past, so he shouldn't have said those suggestive and obscene words before!

The man was afraid that Meng Chuanbai would not believe him, so he added: "The nobles at the top said that if Master Qi was touched by people of lower status, they would not want to use him anymore, so they never let commoners into the house. The lowest allowed was the son of a minor official!" People like them were just listening through the window to satisfy their curiosity.

"Noble?! Which noble?! I don't know when such a shameless noble appeared in the capital! He is so pretentious and has done such a despicable thing. What's the point of distinguishing people from different classes? If a person has no manners, why should he not die?! (So shameless, go to hell!) There is no loyalty to the king in the world, and the six domestic animals have their own flesh and blood! Mother, it is true that that mother is not pleased! You are so great to that old woman..."

The captain of the guards covered his own master's mouth in a panic - the curse was so ugly, if it got out, the master's reputation would be bad, and they couldn't afford to offend someone like Master Qi. If the other party heard what the master said, he might go to accompany Master Qi the next day.

Meng Chuanbai: "Well, what are you doing?!"

The head guard felt like he was about to break out in a cold sweat: "Sir, be careful with your words, there may be ears on the other side of the wall!"

He wished he was here in person! He cursed in front of me! - Meng Chuanbai snorted twice, slapped the chief guard's hand away, and stopped.

Lu Wensheng felt that the anger that had just risen was about to dissipate: Brother Zeming, you really can't judge a person by his appearance. He is so good at scolding people, and his way of scolding sounds quite sophisticated.

However, after hearing what the man said, the others naturally thought that the identity of the person behind the scenes should not be underestimated.

Lu Wensheng: "Do you know who it is?"

The man shook his head and dared not say more: "With my status, how can I be qualified to know the identity of the noble man?"

Yan Qingshu: "Be bold, I guess the prince." That man is so suitable, isn't he? !

[High officials, royal relatives, at most, you have only met a prince, right? ] The system complained aloud - the mortal world is a plot that is barely mentioned in the original novel, the system knows nothing about it, it has been lurking for a long time, but today it was blown out by Yan Qingshu's mouth cannon.

Yan Qingshu: "So I guess it's the prince."

Lu Wensheng did not join in the quarrel between the two men - the most urgent task was to bring Qi Zhaoshu out. Anyway, even if the person behind this was a cultivator, he could not hinder them.

Unexpectedly, they had only taken a few steps towards the house when a basin of muddy water was poured over from the corner. Fortunately, everyone reacted quickly and avoided it. Even Meng Chuanbai was pulled away by Lu Wensheng by the collar and did not get touched by the water at all.

Wei Xun didn't even wait for the culprit to escape, he directly dragged him out.

"I'm sorry, gentlemen. We didn't mean it!"

The person he caught was a little girl who looked less than ten years old. She was so light that she weighed almost nothing. Wei Xun didn't feel anything when he lifted her up.

"Yes, yes, yes, we just came out to pour water and accidentally tripped!" The boys who seemed to be accomplices were not very old, pale and thin, malnourished, wearing clothes that did not fit them, and looked a little helpless.

However, Wei Xun was ruthless and impartial. He picked up the child and turned to the few people and said, "They did it on purpose." He couldn't have been wrong - the cultivators in the world of cultivation did not have presbyopia.