The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

So she wanted Wan Baiqian, who was one-quarter of Cheng Youning's bloodline and equally fearless, to shut up. She didn't want to bring up the past and get involved again.

Wan Baiqian didn't care, "Shang Xi, don't stop me. If I don't tell you, my uncle won't know what happened in Jiao Manlou that day. I was just so angry that I almost hit someone."

Wan Lianxing knew everything that happened that day. The secret guard had already explained everything in detail. What else could he not know? But his stubborn niece would not speak out until she spoke out. She could not be driven away or scolded. So he pretended to be deaf and let her talk.

"Shang Xi, let Bai Qian speak. I'll see what she can say."

Wan Baiqian snorted and laughed at the doctor again, and then said something that was not simple, "Uncle, it's okay for Uncle Ge to spend some money on prostitutes to satisfy his desire. It doesn't matter if he spends his own money. But there is one thing that Baiqian believes must be stopped. He goes in and out of places of entertainment and is beating up your name. You are a god in the hearts of the people, the chosen one of heaven. How can your reputation be tarnished like this?"

Wan Lianxing sat up straight, "Is there such a thing?"

"When have I, Wan Baiqian, ever gossiped about anyone? If you don't believe me, you can ask Shang Xi. We were all there that day."

Wan Lianxing looked at Shang Xi, who quickly shook her head and waved her hands, eager to excuse herself, "I was drunk that day, and I don't remember anything about that day."

Wan Lianxing was suspicious. Could it be that the secret guards sent that day had missed something? "Bai Qian, tell me what happened."

Wan Baiqian's success made him smile, "Uncle, do you want to hear it?"

"Okay, stop keeping me in suspense. Tell me how your uncle Ge used my name." Wan Lianxing thought that Ge Dongqing would not disregard his authority, and Bai Qian was not the kind of person who would frame others. Wan Lianxing straightened himself again, intending to find out the truth.

Wan Baiqian snorted in disdain before she spoke, then she continued, "The madam in the brothel is very afraid of Uncle Ge. She says Uncle Ge is the current emperor's sworn brother, and anyone who dares to go upstairs and ruin Ge Dongqing's good deeds will lose their head. Listen to what she's saying. Ge Dongqing uses his power to bully others when he visits prostitutes. With him around, the rest of you won't even see the shadow of Fu Liu."

Wan Lianxing put his hand to his chin and spoke after a while, "The madam of Jiao Man Lou was afraid of your Uncle Ge's reaction, but that's because of Dong Qing's status. If you insist on accusing Dong Qing of bullying others by taking advantage of my name, that's not an exaggeration. But has your Uncle Ge abused his power in Jiao Man Lou, bullied the weak, robbed people by force, and bullied men and women, thus violating the law of nature?"

This time it was Wan Baiqian's turn to think. After a while, Wan Baiqian spoke up, "Of course Uncle Ge has never bullied the weak or taken advantage of others. He has never done anything against the will of heaven or morality, and he has never bullied men or women. He just bullied Fu Liu, but the two of them are like-minded, and Fu Liu is willing to be dominated by Uncle Ge."

Wan Lianxing nodded, a look of relief in his eyes, "Xingcheng, it's really not easy for me to hear you speak a fair word today. If your uncle Ge abuses his power for personal gain and harms the world, I will be the first to tolerate him. As for Fu Liu, as long as Dong Qing didn't force her, it's fine. Brothel girls should not be bullied."

Wan Baiqian laughed sarcastically again, "Fu Liu was definitely not forced. They were in love with each other. That day, we witnessed Uncle Ge's extraordinary elegance. When he recited that charming little poem, I almost vomited the two jugs of fine wine in my stomach. My Uncle Ge was radiant and full of energy, like a withered tree that has come back to life in spring."

"Why don't you just say that your uncle Ge is having a last gasp." Wan Lianxing really couldn't stand it anymore.

"Alas, little uncle, don't give in. You've never seen my Uncle Ge so energetic. That day, Uncle Ge was illuminated by candlelight, set against a gauze curtain, and accompanied by the sound of the piano. He was so poetic and picturesque that he lived like a dream. His eyes were the likes of nothing you've ever seen or heard of. He looked at Fu Liu with such deep affection, his eyes were fixed on Fu Liu like hooks, their eyes were glued together, as if only each other was in sight. When we, the uninvited guests, pushed open the door and walked in, my Uncle Ge was not disturbed at all. As usual, he flirted with Fu Liu, showing off his talent and friendship. Eh? What did Uncle Ge sing at that time? Red candles and fragrant curtains bloom at night, curling gauze reflects on the cheeks. Black hair and temples are fragrant in the morning, eh? What was the last part?"

Wan Baiqian looked at Shang Xi.

Shang Xi corrected him, "It's not 'The black hair and the temples are fragrant'."

"what is that?"

"It is 'The black hair in the morning spreads its fragrance, the autumn waters of the Forgetful River meet the white hair.'"

Wan Baiqian clapped his hands, as if awakening from a dream and suddenly realizing something, "Yes, that's it. The last sentence is the finishing touch. They're going to grow old together by then, so let Uncle Ge and Si Niang get divorced. This is called mutual fulfillment and everyone is happy. If you let Lu Si Niang go free, my Uncle Ge will also be secretly happy. Without Lu Si Niang to intimidate him, he can indulge in sensual pleasures every day. Just thinking about it makes me happy for my Uncle Ge."

At this point, Wan Baiqian, whose mouth was dry, picked up the tea bowl and was about to drink water. Wan Lianxing said to the people around him, "Come here, clear the tea and send the guest away."

"Yes!" Several palace maids came up and took away the tea bowl from Wan Baiqian's hand. The tea bowls of Shang Xi and Cheng Feng were also taken away.

Wan Baiqian glanced at his empty palm and uttered a soft "tsk." "What did I say wrong? You didn't even offer me a sip of tea. I'm saying this for your own good. For the sake of our royal dignity, your sworn brother must be severely punished and made to realize his mistakes."

"If you want tea, go home. We don't serve tea here."

Wan Baiqian stood up straight, looking like a lazy queen. She said nonchalantly, "I'll go home if I want to. If you don't welcome me, I'll just go home. Anyway, I've said everything I need to say. I hope you'll be fine, uncle."

"Don't make me angry anymore, that's better than anything else."

Wan Lianxing's expulsion of the people was exactly what Shang Xi wanted. She didn't want to stay in such a troubled place for even a moment. Staying away from Wan Lianxing was the best way to avoid disaster. Shang Xi was just about to leave when Wan Lianxing said, "Shang Xi, I will take care of Youning's affairs. However, I am concerned about those refugees sleeping in the wilderness outside the city."

As long as Cheng Youning is found, Shang Xi is willing to be a slave. "Uncle, I will take Brother Chen to see Hong Zhekai, the doctor of the Ministry of Water Resources, to see the direction of the river defense map outside the northern city wall, and then decide where to build the village."

Wan Lianxing thought for a moment and said, "I am very relieved to have you and Chen Qingliao take care of this matter. I remember that Chen Qingliao built a good hot spring."