Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

"How do you know?" Seeing that there was a way, Cui Bianxu asked immediately.

Huang Ya realized that he had spoken too quickly, lowered his head in annoyance, and closed his mouth. Cui Bianxu glanced at Wang Leisheng indifferently.

"Why don't you tell the truth? Do you have to be locked up in the Dali Temple and tortured before you confess the truth?" Wang Leisheng really had a talent for playing the good guy. His expression and tone were just right, and he perfectly portrayed the image of a cruel official.

When Cui Bianxu and the other man left Luoshui Tower, it was already past three o'clock in the morning. Pingkangfang was still bustling with activity, and not a single colorful lantern was dim. Every time they passed a brothel, they could hear the lewd music coming from inside. After they passed by, the noise died down for a moment, and new music would immediately join in.

"Tsk, Shaoqing, do you believe what Huang Ya said just now?" A snowflake landed on his forehead, and Wang Leisheng subconsciously shrank his neck.

Cui Bianxu held Qiu Niang's portrait in his arms, thinking about what Huang Ya had just said, and remained silent: "Which family is next?"

"Qichun Tower!"

"Oh, my two superiors, you'd better find Hongluan as soon as possible!" Although Qichunlou is also a small brothel, the madam is extremely wealthy, with two thick layers of white flesh on her neck, and round and protruding shoulders. Although her triangular eyes are now filled with tears, one can still see the thinness of humanity in them.

"Tell me, what did Hongluan do on the 30th? Was there anything unusual?" Having experienced it once, Wang Leisheng was more familiar with it. He slapped the table to interrupt her crying.

Unfortunately, the brothel owner was a woman who had seen a lot of things and was not afraid of anything. Although the noise frightened her so much that her fat flesh trembled three times, it only made her cry a little quieter. She even had the nerve to roll her eyes and retort: ​​"Oh, my lord, there are quite a few guests in my Qichun Tower right now. Many of them may have just finished their work and gone to bed. If your noise disturbs them, wouldn't it be a sin?"

Qichun Tower is better than Luoshui Tower. There are two outstanding ladies there. Hongluan is good at dancing and the other is good at music. Although there are fewer guests due to the absence of Hongluan, there is still another one to support it. It is not as deserted as Luoshui Tower. There are many officials from the court among them, so she is very confident in saying this.

Cui Bianxu's face darkened: "If you like to cry, why don't you go to the Dali Temple prison and cry your heart out?"

"Hiccup."

The madam calmed down and wiped away the tears that had been rolling in her eyes for a long time: "You should ask the little hoof that serves her."

"Where is the person? Bring her here quickly." Wang Leisheng felt that the fat woman in front of him was difficult to deal with. She was not very clear in her words and deeds. It seemed that she was not in a hurry at all after losing a girl.

When they arrived at Hongluan's room and saw the maid serving her, they understood why the madam was not in a hurry.

This maid looked younger than Huang Ya, and was as thin as a noodle. Her clothes were a little too big for her, and they looked as empty as if they were hanging on a clothes hanger.

The most important thing is that he had injuries on his body. Not only was his face covered in bruises, but the big palm prints were obviously left by someone with thick palms.

"You deadhead, what are you doing here? You're just a little injured and you want to lie down and play dead? Look at your dry character. You served a top lady and you think you are one too? You don't know how to live or die."

When the brothel owner saw her, she started to curse her dirty words. The maid staggered when she entered the room, and the brothel owner grabbed her ear and pinched it hard. Tears welled up in the maid's eyes instantly, but she still bit her lower lip tightly and didn't cry out.

"open!"

Cui Bianxu couldn't stand it anymore and shouted at him to stop. She was still a little unhappy and pinched him hard, then pushed him to the ground: "See, this is the senior official of the Dali Temple. You are lucky today, otherwise, a lowly person like you is not qualified to talk to such a person? Hurry up and get up!"

As a middle-aged man from a wealthy family, Wang Leisheng was once a playboy. He had been to countless brothels and met countless brothels madams. However, this was the first time he had seen someone so vicious and mean in front of outsiders. At this moment, he was rarely angry and felt a little bit indignant. He stepped forward and kicked the brothel madam on the waist. He didn't know whether it was because he was middle-aged and his physical strength had declined greatly, or because the brothel madam had a very strong lower body, but he only kicked him back two steps, and he stood firm after shaking.

If it weren't for the brothel owner's artificial cries of pain, he would have thought he had kicked a wall of flesh. The feeling from the sole of her boot was indeed a little too springy. "Get out of here! You're not needed here!"

The brothel owner gave him an angry look and walked away swearing under her breath.

Cui Bianxu had excellent hearing and heard her curse: "You are just a lowly official of the sixth rank, and you dare to show off your power here..."

He closed his eyes, took a breath with no joy or sorrow, and gently asked the trembling maid who was huddled in a ball, "Are you serving Hongluan? How old are you? What's your name?"

The maid's eyes moved around, but they were always fixed on the small piece of ground in front of her. She didn't dare to look up or look at them. Wang Leisheng didn't need to play the good guy at this time. In this situation, if he continued to play the good guy, he would probably scare the little maid to death!

He walked over and tried to help the maid up, but she was shaking even more violently. Her fear was too obvious. She was so frightened that she didn't dare to move an inch even though she was shaking like a sieve. Wang Leisheng felt a little sorry for her. He reached out and helped her up, then forced her to sit on the stool. "We are officials from the Dali Temple. We have something to ask you about Hongluan's disappearance. Don't be afraid."

The maid nodded randomly and sat stiffly on the stool, but still did not move. Cui Bianxu and Wang Leisheng looked at each other, and no one spoke to urge her, for fear of scaring her even more.

Fortunately, after a while, the maid finally moved. She first looked sideways at the location of the door, and then straightened her body slightly. Although she was still hunched over due to pain, it was better than being like a cooked shrimp just now.

"Slave, my name is Hongdou." Her voice was very soft and trembling, as if she was afraid that someone outside would eavesdrop.

Cui Bianxu was just about to tell her not to worry, saying there was no one outside. If there was anyone, it would be impossible for them to not breathe for such a long time. With his hearing ability, he would definitely be able to hear any breathing. But she suddenly widened her eyes and lunged forward, kneeling on the ground, raising her little face, her face full of pleading, tears in her eyes like beads that had broken off the string: "Shangguan, my wife, my wife must have met with an accident. Please, please save her."

"Tell me slowly, how did you know that Hongluan met with an accident?"