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"It's not very strange for Tang Feng to visit a brothel, is it?" Pei Zijun said. He lived in the Tang family for a while when he was a child, so he naturally knows the virtues and integrity of the Tang family's juniors.

"Of course it's not surprising." Xie Minxing said, "But would you visit a brothel dressed like this?"

It was only then that Pei Zijun realized something was wrong. He checked the servants who guarded the door just now, but he didn't see that Tang Feng went out through the gate, so it can be seen that Tang Feng went out through the small gate.

But in the middle of the night, a young master from an aristocratic family wants to wear the clothes of a servant and go to Hualouzi. Do you think it's strange?

"And the rattle in his hand? Would you take a rattle to coax Huaniang?"

"Forehead……"

They each thought for a while, thinking that after dawn, they would probably go to the brothel that Tang Feng often went to.

It was still Guanyindu. When they came, the sky had not yet darkened. There was still an endless stream of people on this famous flower street. All three of them had changed into ordinary long gowns and wide robes. Together, it still seems awkward.

"Master Pei, can you stay away from me?" Xie Minxing asked with a frown.

"I have a smell?" Pei Zijun was a little puzzled.

"No."

Just because I can't stand your approach.

Xie Minxing thought about it, pursed his lips, but still didn't say anything, he didn't know if it was because the Gu poison hadn't been removed at all, he couldn't bear Pei Zijun's approach.

He had nothing to say, so he walked to Butou Xing and seriously discussed Tang Feng's case with him.

When Pei Zijun saw that Hanke ignored him and instead had a heated fight with his scar-faced uncle, for some reason, he thought that he would have to sue his uncle in front of his mother when he went back.

After all, his uncle was most afraid of his sister.

Tang Zhenling was flirtatious when he was young, so he gave birth to many cubs, but the quality was not very good. Adults were ineffective, and Tang Feng was one of the many ineffective descendants. There is no capital to offend powerful enemies.

"The brothels that Tang Feng went to were very messy and miscellaneous. In the past few years, he has been to almost all the brothels on Huajie, but there is really no brothel that he often goes to."

"What about the ones he hasn't been to?"

"hardly."

Xie Minxing flipped through the backstory, and suddenly understood something. Tang Feng dressed like this, and went out in the middle of the night, contaminated with the makeup of Guanyin Duhualou, but if it is really Hualou, why didn't he just go there with a big swagger? ?

Unless he is not going to Hualou, but because of where he is going, he must pass through Hualou...

"In the south of Guanyindu, there is an alley for prostitutes called Xiaoxiangli. It is sparsely populated, because all the people living here are private prostitutes who set up their own houses. They are either old or sick, or sick, and some of them can't see the light... the outer room."

"Then let's go to Xiaoxiangli."

A few light rains just fell in the past two days, and the wet stone slabs in the dark alley reflected white light. Unlike Huajie, which opened its doors to welcome visitors, the stone gates and high walls here are closed tightly, as if to separate the famous halls inside from the outside. Isolate them tightly.

Holding up Tang Feng's portrait, they were helpless.

After asking almost everyone, they were rejected several times.

The well-known god catcher in the Jianghu, Nan Pei Bei Xie, all of them don't work here, really embarrassing.

The more you walk into the alley, the more gloomy it is, and few people pass by.

The sky was getting darker, and suddenly there was a strange melody, looking up, holding a jug, staggering here and there, a man in red belt and green came, didn't look at the road, and went straight to the direction of Xie Minxing hit.

With a sullen face, Pei Zijun dragged the rushing person a few distances away, luckily he didn't run into his brother Xie.

The man was pushed down, but he didn't get angry. He looked up at his face covered in rouge and powder, and laughed miserably. He couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, like a ghost or a ghost.

"Brother Xie, don't look at it. It's an old man who prostitutes himself. Don't dirty your eyes." Pei Zijun frowned.

"You feel sick?" Xie Minxing asked suddenly.

"A good man can't do anything, but he wants to make a living under another man. It's naturally disgusting for a man to be raped by a woman."

Xie Minxing was stunned for a while, then suddenly smiled again, "It's not disgusting."

They walked for a while, and finally came across a house that opened the door. On the long threshold, sat a little boy, looking at them with a pair of beady eyes.

Although he was a child, he was always the only living thing they could find in Xiaoxiang. Pei Zijun bent over and narrowed his peach blossom eyes. He was just about to take out Tang Feng's portrait and asked the child if he had seen this uncle.

The child had a ferocious face, staring at Xingren, no, it was the rattle in Xingren's hand.

"How did you snatch my rattle?"

Pei Zijun was funny, this kid is used to touching porcelain, and said, "How do you know it's your rattle?"

The child said confidently, "Then... that rattle has my name on it."

Xing Ren took a closer look at the rattle, and the end of the wooden handle was engraved with the word "abandon".

"You call it abandoned?"

The child nodded, "But my grandma called me Diudiu."

"What about your mother?"

"My mother is not at home."

"She said she was going to take a guest home, but she never came back. I was waiting for her, and if she didn't come back, I would not be able to eat green vegetables and noodles."

Diudiu's eyes were sour, and he completely lost the fierce look just now. Speaking of which, he was a very good-looking child, and there was a bit of... the look of the Tang family in his eyes.

Pei Zijun lightly lifted the poor little thing, and felt a little sad. By now, he probably guessed the whole thing——

That year, when Ah Qing was born, no one was seen, and when he died, no corpse was seen. How can you say that Ah Qing must be dead?

"Diudiu, I think, I should know your grandma."

The child looked warily at the extremely good-looking young master in front of him, and couldn't believe it, but couldn't help but look forward to it, "So, will my grandma come back?"

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Pei Zijun didn't know how to answer, so he had to carry the child into the house.

The walls are high outside, but the inside is no different from ordinary houses. He put the child on a high chair and said, "Brother Xie, uncle, you stay with him, and I'll get you something to eat."

Xie Minxing was a little surprised that a young master like Pei Zijun, who didn't have to dip his fingers in the spring water, could actually cook.

But neither he nor Xing Ren are good at coaxing children, one can exude an aura that no one should enter than the other, he and Xing Ren stared at each other, and finally decided, Zhi Han Ke, you look better, you superior.

Xie Minxing had no choice but to go over and talk to the kid with his old face.

When Pei Zijun came out with a bowl of green vegetable noodles, when he saw Diudiu crawling on top of the stiff Xie Minxing, his face darkened, and he thought, sure enough, children can be tricky, if he grows up like this, Zhihan The guest will certainly not be cold-faced towards him.

He took Diudiu off Xie Minxing's body, and ordered, "Eat."

Diudiu pursed his lips and glanced at the fierce Pei Zijun, gulped down a sip of the noodle soup, thinking that this cold-faced elder brother was kind to him, and plopped into Xie Minxing's arms again.

After feeding the cubs, they also concatenated the whole story of what happened back then in their confused words.

Back then, Ah Qing did not die, she came to Xiaoxiangli for some reason, and lived incognito in this dark prostitution street for so many years.

Because prostitution street is a place where filth and secrets gather, and the people who live there are people with pasts and secrets. woman.

This is also the reason why Ah Qing has not been discovered for so many years.

But whose child is Diudiu?

When they were at a loss, when they saw the longevity lock on the little boy's neck and the child's birth date and name, everything was self-evident.

Tang Buqi was born in the twelfth lunar month of the year Yihai, and you are safe.

——The world says that I am cowardly and incompetent, busy in the world.

But I should always, bless my wife and children, have a safe life.