The snowflakes covered the broken limbs of the hanging human head with a thin white layer, as if they were disheartened. There was nothing to see about the broken limbs. The gathering crowd gradually dissipated, and only the people passing by the city gate raised their heads and looked at them, then shrank their heads in fear and hurried away.

The streets of the capital became more buzzing because of the snow. Adults talked about auspicious snow that indicates a good harvest. Scholars discussed where to enjoy the snow. Children played under the flying snowflakes. The restaurants and tea shops were crowded with people. The charcoal fire burned more vigorously and the wine smelled more fragrant. It would be even better if there were silk and bamboo orchestras at this time.

Four men in wealthy clothes walked into the private room of Zuixianlou, and someone called the guide to the man without waiting for a seat.

"Three pots of wine are boiled, please come."

The guy bowed with apology and said, "Miss Yu, I'm afraid it won't work."

The three people who had already sat down were not angry, but laughed instead.

"The head of the four great pipa siss in the capital is not easy to see..."

"I heard that Mrs. Yu's pipa had to make an appointment three days in advance... I've been asked to go there at this time."

Listening to the guests' jokes, the guy laughed, shook his head and said, "No, Madam Yu has no appointment today, but she said she wanted to see a friend."

So that's it. As a famous prostitute, he has this freedom. The guests did not smile and invited another female prostitute to play the piano. The cold cuts, fruits, hot tea, wine and food were followed by the fishing and chatting in the hall.

At this time, in the room on the top floor of Zuixian Tower, a little maid knocked on the door with a pot of wine: "Madam Yu, the wine you want is here."

The door opened and the woman sitting in the hall stood up and took it to thank him.

But the maid did not leave, and asked respectfully, "Mom said the car is ready." She said with some expectations, "Madam Yu, let me accompany you out."

In this brothel, you can have an outstanding skill and live more freely than those prostitutes who rely on their appearance. You can also call everyone, you can accept disciples, and have apprentices to support you. The mothers in the brothel will give you money to please them in order to win over. It is time for Jade Madam to accept disciples, and so many people are eager to try and look forward to good luck coming to their heads.

Madam Yu stroked the maid's head, with a gentle smile on her face with ordinary eyebrows and eyes, and said, "No need."

The little maid responded with a little disappointed voice and did not dare to disturb her and leave. Before closing, she quietly looked at the man sitting in the hall. The man was over thirty years old, with an ordinary appearance, simple clothes, and looked like he was a man on the street... Such a man could actually sit in Jade Madam's house. I don't know what his origin, and he even invited him to drink the most expensive wine in the building.

The door was pulled up to the hall and quieted down. The Jade lady walked over with the wine, but did not pour wine for the man, but put it in a small basket, turned her head to look at the snow outside the window, and said, "It seems that the snow is about to come next day."

The man was not interested in talking about snow, and his face looked a little sad, saying, "Do you have to do this? You don't need to do this."

Jade Madam said, "I want to do this, Brother Yikai, you don't have to persuade me anymore. Until today, all of us are dead..."

The man leaned forward and his eyes turned red and said, "But we two are still alive, and we can still wait, maybe we can see..."

Madam Yu smiled and shook her head and said, "This task is left to you, I don't want to wait anymore." She said that.

The man stood up.

Jade lady leaned her hands in front of her and said, "And this is also an opportunity." She looked up at the flying snow outside the window, "There was a secret of dying in the past, and she didn't even have the chance to speak. Now they have a bounty of ten thousand taels to ask, it's time for everyone to know where we came from and who we are."

The man said, "Let me go, it's not easy for you to get to this day, you have a reputation and can do more things in the future."

Jade lady shook her head with a smile and said, "It is because I have a name that it is just right to do this." She sighed lightly, "I can't do anything else."

The man leaned over and whimpered quietly.

Jade lady sat half-sitting and reached out to support him, saying, "Zhu Yikai, go, and use your nameless body to go back and tell those surviving people, young people, and children, to let them know to remember our deep hatred."

The man responded with tears in his voice.

The jade lady patted his shoulder and said, "Then I'll go." After that, she carried the small basket, carried the pipa, picked up a greasy umbrella and walked out. The man leaned over to the ground again, and the door of the house was closed to isolate the two of them.

"Miss Jade."

"Miss Yu, you want to go out."

"The snow is not small today."

The people I met along the way greeted Mrs. Yu, and Mrs. Yu smiled and returned the greetings one by one. Yes, Xue is not small. Chuxue walked out of the Zuixian Tower. The shopkeeper in front of the door opened the oil paper umbrella for Mrs. Yu and said, "Don't you really need a car?"

Jade Lady Yu took the aisle: "It's not far, and it's more fun to walk."

The shopkeeper smiled and said, watching the little white leather boots under Yu Niangzi's skirt step on the snow, and when he thought of something, he raised his hand and greeted: "Miss Yu Niangzi, today's fresh seafood is coming, there are the fish roe you like to eat..."

The jade lady turned around and said, "Save it for me." Then she turned around again and walked forward. The woman with a blue Songjiang cotton narrow collar long jacket and long skirt, carrying a basket, carrying a pipa and holding a brown oil paper umbrella mixed into the crowd passing by on the street and was inconspicuous. She walked across the street and bypassed the alley, and the city gate appeared in sight.

The head hanging on the bamboo pole was white and could hardly be distinguished. It didn't look so scary. Passers-by didn't notice it. They saw the two rows of officers and soldiers standing under the bamboo pole and looked up curiously... The head was so humble, and then hurriedly withdrew their gaze.

Go quickly, the pedestrians speed up their pace and passed by Jade Madam. Jade Madam walked step by step towards the city gate towards the railing with people hanging on her head. She carried a pipa on her back and attracted passers-by to take a look. She thought that this lady was brave enough to stand closer and see the head clearly... The thought flashed through her mind and saw the lady stop and sit down on the snow. What are she doing?

The officers and soldiers noticed it since Madam Yu approached, but they did not drink, but just stared coldly... The woman put away the paper umbrella and untied the pipa, then reached out to the basket... The officers and soldiers' eyes gathered... Seeing the woman taking out a pot of wine.

The jade lady looked at the wine in front of her eyes for a moment and said, "It's a good wine." After that, she raised her head and drank it towards the wine pot.

Huh, this woman...the people around her were surprised...

Unable to finish drinking it in one gulp, Yu put down the wine pot, raised her sleeve and gently wiped the wine stains from the corner of her mouth, raised the wine pot, and said again: "Good wine." After saying that, he said loudly, "Please."

The wine fell in front of him, and the thin snow melted immediately.

Memorial!

The officers and soldiers surrounded him, and the cold light of swords and guns were aimed at him. Passers-by around him turned horrified and retreated together.

The snow flew down and spread onto the Jade Madam's head. Facing the surrounding swords and guns, her expression remained unchanged. She calmly put down the wine pot, took the pipa beside her, lowered her head and plucked the strings and started playing.

The pipa is clanging and tinkling and brisk. There are travelers among the passers-by next to you. When you are used to going to and from the bar, you immediately heard that this is a drink order.

This is really a memorial service.

Suddenly someone listened to the pipa, then glared at the woman sitting cross-legged, and recognized it with a whisper, "It's the Jade Lady of Zuixianlou."

Zuixianlou is a brothel, and Jade Madam is a respected name. Her real name is Yu Linglong. She is a brothel prostitute. She learned the pipa at the age of thirteen and became famous at the age of eighteen. She has been making great progress in her skills for more than ten years and ranks among the top three in the capital. The King of Kings in the court is also her supporter, and she will invite her every big banquet.

Why did she come to pay tribute to the murderer? The news spread in the capital like wind and snow, and countless people rushed towards it. Naturally, some officials came to hear the news. When they saw them coming, the general wanted to speak out, but the officials raised their hands to stop it.

"Let her finish the shot." He said. The official of the Ministry of Justice in his forties looked a little complicated, and he obviously knew Miss Yu.

There was no threat from a prostitute, and the general naturally knew Miss Yu. He lowered his hands when he heard this. The little order was over soon. Miss Yu hugged the pipa and looked at the hanging head with a smile.

The official from the Ministry of Justice sighed, stroking his palm, and said, "I didn't expect that I could hear the pipa of Mrs. Yu here."

Madam Yu looked at him and said, "Master Qu." She bowed to the general, "Master Fu".

Lord Qu said: "Miss Yu, I hope you are here to identify the criminal. Since we know each other, it is understandable to give it away." As a female prostitute, she has been going on for so many years, and it is not surprising to know a criminal.

The Jade Madam responded, raised her hand and pointed to her hanging head, saying, "This person's name is Huangyi, the yellow one of the world is the yellow one that is covered by the body."

Sure enough, Lord Qu stepped forward and said, "Where are you from? Why did you assassinate Lord Zong?"

The jade lady shook her head with a smile and said, "No, it's not assassinating Lord Zong, it's assassinating Lord Song of the Yuan Dynasty."

Lord Qu's expression sank, looking at her, "It seems that Miss Yu doesn't just know this person." Although she posted a reward, they didn't believe anyone would come to identify him. Ten thousand taels of gold cannot be exchanged for his life. Who dares to say that she knows this murderer who assassinated Song Yuan, Song Yuanfei treats you as a member of the party and vents his anger.

Unexpectedly, someone really stood up to identify, no, this is not called identification, it should be called surrender. Lord Qu was surprised. He could tell the purpose of the murderer, either he was extremely familiar or even accomplice... This prostitute was actually a hidden murderer? At the same time, he was glad that Song Yuan never approached women, and he didn't like banquets. He had never been to brothel venues and did not invite female prostitutes to his home. Otherwise, it would be easy to get close to Song Yuan with his reputation as Jade Madam...

But looking at the woman in front of her, who was not outstanding but was very quiet and dignified, she felt a little unbearable... Since this is the case, her ending can only be the same as this murderer. In fact, she didn't need to do this. No one recognized this murderer, so naturally there was no way to investigate her accomplice. As long as Jade Madam didn't say it, who would know that she was accomplice.

Why did you have to stand up? Do you think you could still get close to assassinating Song Yuan by being interrogated? Song Yuan would probably never see any suspects again in his life.

Looking at the spear that was about to pierce the chest almost the next moment because of this sentence, Jade Madam was still calm and nodded and responded: "I not only know him, I am the same as him, and the same as those who assassinated Lord Song several times before."

Yu Linglong's voice was as crisp and pleasant as a pipa. The people who gathered to stand in front could clearly hear her words. The people who couldn't hear clearly behind asked anxiously. The people in front passed the words, and the surroundings were suddenly turbulent and undulating like waves.

A prostitute turned out to be a murderer, which was so terrible and so unexpected.

The general could no longer help but shouted loudly: "Who are you?"

Jade Madam said, "We are irreconcilable people with the Song and Yuan dynasties." After that, he stood up.

The officers and soldiers around were even more alert. Madam Yu looked at the cold swords and guns in front of her, and then looked at General Guan and Lord Qu.

"We are Huangsha Taoist."

As soon as this said, Lord Qu's expression changed suddenly and shouted in a silence: "Take it down, stop."

The Jade Madam was already raising her head and laughing, she raised her voice and pointed at her hanging head.

"His name is Huangyi, he comes from Huangshadao, my name is Yu Linglong, I was born in Huangshadao... We are Huangshadao people."

The loud voice spread in the flying snow, and the people around were shocked again.

Yellow sand road...

Yellow sand road!

"What is the path of the yellow sand road?" a child asked, but the next moment he was covered by the adults around him, and the adults looked frightened and afraid.

The general also looked frightened and drew his sword and shouted: "Take it down."

The officers and soldiers shouted in unison, and just as they were about to bind them, Jade Madam had already rushed towards them. Three long spears were stopped by Jade Madam and passed by her chest. Blood splashed everywhere, and the snow under her feet instantly dyed red.

The people around him screamed and retreated in unison.

Snowflakes were flying around the woman hanging on the spear, falling with the gushing blood. The snow-white and snow-red were intertwined. The pipa, basket, and the falling wine pot were gradually covered.

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Looking at the woman who was hanging her head and motionless, Lord Qu murmured: "So it's Huangsha Road."
Chapter completed!