PFC Chapter 349: Wangyun Tower was once hit by a fire
Chapter 349: Wangyun Tower was once hit by a fire
"Master, what are you..."
"Shh, don't talk, just sit and listen." Someone touched the beard on his face, "Also, change your name and call me Big Brother."
Dark Three: "..."
Yuan Qing and An San changed into rough clothes and sat in a teahouse not far from Wangyun Tower.
There are people coming and going here all year round, so it is the most effective place to get information.
As soon as they came in, someone came up to them with a teapot and asked, "Would you like anything to eat besides tea?"
Yuan Qing leaned back and spread his arms on the armrests of the chair.
"Bring out some of your signs."
"Okay, wait a moment."
When the waiter came over again, he found that of the two guests, one turned his head to stare at the girls in Wangyun Tower, while the other had his head under the table, and no one knew what he was doing.
He changed the kettle and patted his shoulder, "What's wrong with you?"
Yuan Qing retracted his gaze, glanced at An San who was behaving strangely, and said, "Don't pay attention to him, he is just itching for trouble."
Waiter: "..."
What a novel statement.
An San, who was scratching his itch under the table with his beard lifted, suddenly stopped and quietly showed one eye.
"Master... Bah, big brother, you didn't tell me this thing would itch, is it broken?"
Yuan Qing had long been immune to the glue that sticks to the beard. She sat there and moved her lips, and the two small tufts of mustache on the sides of her mouth spread outwards.
An San almost laughed out loud when he saw this.
There are so many things to do, but why does he have to make such a unique beard? Don’t you see that others around have noticed it? Is he still trying to gather information secretly?
An San pressed his beard back again.
The waiter poured them some wine and cut a plate of meat.
Yuan Qing picked up the chopsticks, picked up a few slices and put them into his mouth.
He was chewing, but his eyes were still on Wangyun Tower.
The waiter couldn't help but laugh and said, "Sir, do you want to go in and take a look?"
Yuan Qing responded softly, then turned his gaze back, "This is the first time for us two brothers to come back to Beijing. We have always heard others say that this is a paradise on earth, so we wanted to come and take a look."
"Oh, judging from your accent, you two are from Xuzhou, right?" The waiter got excited when he said this. "Outsiders are right to come to Wangyun Tower. Listen to me, if you don't go there once in your life, you will regret it for the rest of your life."
Yuan Qing's eyes lit up, "Oh? Is it really as mysterious as the outside world says?"
Some people around have turned sideways, obviously showing interest in this matter.
The waiter simply carried the pot and stood among the guests.
"You may not know that this Wangyun Tower can almost be called the best building in Beijing. If it hadn't been built in Yifeng County and hadn't suffered a fire before, it would definitely be more lively than it is now!"
He gave the key information.
Yuan Qing didn't say anything.
An San stuffed meat in his mouth and asked, "Big fire?"
"Yes." The waiter turned around and said, "That happened many years ago. I was still young at that time and don't remember it very clearly. I only heard from my father that the fire burned down half of the street."
Yuan Qing took a look at An San's expression and found that there was nothing unusual about him before turning back to Xiao Er's face.
The second grader is about the same age as him, a few years younger.
She thought that the extremely noisy noise that the third child heard at that time must be the noise caused by the fire.
"The fire started in the kitchen of Wangyun Tower. When people found it, it wasn't that serious. But the strange thing is that the fire spread so quickly that people didn't have time to react before it spread high up. I heard that many people died in there that year."
Yuan Qing asked, "Aren't they putting out the fire?"
"Save them? Why didn't they save them?" The waiter said with a heavy face, "My father also went in there at the time, carrying bucket after bucket of water and pouring it into the fire, but the fire didn't subside, instead it got bigger and bigger. In the end, we could only watch those people die in the fire. My father blamed himself for half his life, and he couldn't let it go until his death."
By the end of his speech, his tone had faded.
Everyone sighed and felt sad for the past of Wangyun Tower.
Yuan Qing looked at An San's expression again.
This time he seemed to have realized something and stared blankly at Wangyun Tower.
After a long while, he finally spoke in a hoarse voice: "I seem to... remember..."
Yuan Qing looked up at him.
"It was a bright and hot day, and I could hear many people shouting and crying. The sound made me panic. I kept my head down while running away..."
Yuan Qing also looked over and asked, "So you are sure that this is where you used to live?"
Wangyun Tower has changed into a completely different appearance a long time ago, but the only thing that remains unchanged is the sound of piano coming from inside.
This was something he was familiar with.
"Do you want to go in and take a look?" Yuan Qing asked him, "Maybe you can remember more if you go in."
An San didn't say anything.
Yuan Qing wrapped the meat in paper, took a sip of wine, and put the silver on the table, "Waiter, put the money here."
The waiter came over jogging, "You two are leaving so soon?"
Yuan Qing pointed to a place not far away and said, "You made me excited. I want to go inside and take a look."
The waiter put the silver away and said, "Okay, then you two can take care!"
Yuan Qing waved his hand, took An San and left.
An San was stunned and didn't react at all when she pulled him.
When the two of them really stood in front of Wangyun Tower, Yuan Qing let him go.
"You decide whether to go in or turn around and leave."
Wangyun Tower had experienced a major fire, and the interior was no longer in its original state.
Even if An San went in this time, it would be difficult for him to find the familiar feeling he had before, not to mention that he had never even left the house.
An San clenched his palms and said affirmatively: "Go in."
Yuan Qing took out the silver, stuffed it directly into the girl's hand at the door, and walked inside.
The girl smiled and followed him, saying, "What can I do for you, sir?"
Yuan Qing gave her another ingot of silver, and said in a low voice, "I haven't made up my mind yet. Let's get a room first and see what happens."
Seeing that this girl didn't look like a poor person, the madam hiding upstairs snatched the silver from the girl's hand, ran over with a smile, and pushed the girl away with her butt, "There are many rooms, please come this way."
The girl was knocked back and staggered. She glared at her, then turned away angrily.
The two were led to the second floor.
This is a normal guest room.
The room Wen Chengxuan booked last time was a wing specially provided for the nobles to rest, which was much quieter than this place.
As Yuan Qing walked, he leaned against the railing and said, "Don't worry about this. Let's take a walk outside first."
The madam held a handkerchief to her face and said with a smile, "Then you can call me anytime if you need anything."
Yuan Qing's nose felt a little itchy from the prickles of the perfumed powder.
An San sneezed before him, and then let out a long sigh.
Yuan Qing rubbed his nose and looked at him strangely, "It's just a sneeze, is it so comfortable?"
She doesn't feel so uncomfortable now, and the feeling has faded a lot.
An San leaned his hands on the railing and said, "You don't understand. I have been holding back this feeling for many years. I finally get to fight it out. Of course it feels great."
Not only is the sound of the piano familiar, but even the pungent smell is so similar.
Yuan Qing immediately understood what he meant.
Whenever he wanted to sneeze, the woman would cover his mouth and nose. So even after he started living outside, he never forgot this habit and would cover his mouth and nose as soon as he felt like sneezing.
Yuan Qing initially thought that he was just not used to fighting in front of others, but he didn't expect the root cause was this.
An San paced between the buildings.
Others might not be able to adapt to the messy environment around them, but to him, this place is more like an indelible warmth of childhood.
Yuan Qing suddenly thought of something: "You've never been to a place like this before?"
If you have been here, how could you not think of these special memories?
An San shook his head. "At first, it was hard just to survive. Later, I found a way to make money, so I didn't have time to think about it. When I grew up, I heard from others that there were countless devils hiding here who would eat people without leaving any bones. How could I dare to come here?"
Yuan Qing thought about it and realized that it was true.
In some ways, this is indeed a place where people eat each other.
Most men squander their fortunes simply because they can't resist temptation, but for women, it's a cage from which they cannot escape.
But this was a legal industry in ancient times.
Where there is demand, there will be trade. Who can blame poor women for being the lowest class in this world?
They don't even have the most basic human rights, and all that's left is being exploited.
When the two men reached a door, An San suddenly stopped.
Yuan Qing looked up and saw a sign with a peony engraved on it hanging on the door.
This is the room of the courtesan in Wangyun Tower.