Prostitution

It is unheard of for people to change their surnames day and night.

But the imperial decree that snowflakes drifted to various places undoubtedly told people that everything was a foregone conclusion.

Whether facing inward or outward, or resisting, or questioning, or secretly plotting, there is also rule by man.

The people are happy only when they are beneficial to the people's livelihood.For example, the price drop and the punishment of corrupt officials.

There is a saying that those who win the hearts of the people win the world.

The common people have no objection, and the gossip is only a joke after dinner, and it cannot be a sharp weapon to kill people's hearts.

The sky in the capital city has not changed, but it has changed.

The people who are busy with their livelihoods don't know the bloody wind in the court, and they don't care whether the Diancui House on the bank of the Jiyu River is still open or not.

There is a house in the outskirts of the capital, and the funeral banners have been hanging for many days.No crying was heard, and no one came to offer condolences. It was nothing like a funeral.

Today is Wen Daren's first seven days, and tomorrow is the day of burial.

On the second day, Qu Tongyin and Xu Jingyun accompanied Mr. Qu once, exchanged a few words of greetings and sat down for a while before returning.I am not familiar with myself, so I have nothing to say.

Yuan Cheng also went, because the deceased was the most important, Xie Wancheng did not make a fuss, and allowed him to enter the hall to worship.

The man saw it, but he kept burning the paper money silently, without even looking at him, and Mrs. Wen only saluted him, without saying a word to him.

He did not stay, and resigned after the ceremony.

Early this morning, Xu Jingyun and Qu Tongyin came to express their condolences again.

Wen Wuyu invited them to sit down and serve tea.

After chatting a few words about the funeral ceremony, Wen Wuyu said bluntly, "Master Xu, please take a step to speak."

Although Qu Tongyin was embarrassed, he had no reason not to allow it, and after saying a few words to wait outside, he really went out.

Wen Wuyu led them to the backyard. There was a gazebo in the backyard, complete with tables, chairs and tea sets.

A pair of red eyes still made Xu Jingyun dare not look directly for too long, and his eyes wandered between his eyes and noses, "Is there any difficulty for help?"

Wen Wuyu noticed this, and lowered his eyes halfway, "No, I want to ask you what happened that day?"

Xu Jingyun blinked, not knowing where to start with the complicated things.

"Let's start with the key points before my father was assassinated." Wen Wuyu followed.

Xu Jingyun thought for a while, and then told the story of what happened after Mr. Qu arrived.

Wen Wuyu listened, but didn't realize that there was something wrong with the development of the situation.

Hidden arrows are self-defense weapons as well as hidden weapons. The force of an ordinary sleeve arrow's instant ejection is enough to kill a person within twenty steps.

At that time, the distance between the two sides was very far, but the sleeve arrow was able to pierce through the back with one arrow, which showed that it was more powerful than ordinary sleeve arrows.

What puzzled him was, could this kind of weapon be concealed in the imperial palace? The hardcover has been improved or the chances of accidents are extremely small, but if someone has evil intentions, wouldn't it be extremely dangerous.By the side of the king of a country, safety must be guaranteed to be foolproof.

He thought about it and asked, "When the two sides are fighting, can someone send a hidden weapon?"

Xu Jingyun was stunned for a moment, with embarrassment on his face, "I, I never noticed it." At that time, all the officials withdrew from the court to take refuge, and they could only hear the screams of fighting. He is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, but the forbidden army keeps rushing into Shenwu Square, the strength of the two sides is very different, and Tai Ju's side is fighting with trapped beasts, and there is no need for the imperial court to order officials to take risks.He never thought about coming forward, even if he thought about it, he would not be able to agree with the song.

"What do you suspect?" Wen Wuyu asked, presumably not for no reason.

"Is the forbidden army allowed to carry hidden weapons?"

"This..." Xu Jingyun couldn't answer for sure, and became more and more embarrassed, his face flushed slightly.

He has always been upright and loyal to his duties. Dali Temple has nothing to do with the Imperial Army, so it is normal not to know the details.

Knowing this, Wen Wuyu softened his tone, with a hint of begging, "Can you do me a favor and check?"

Xu Jingyun hurriedly agreed, "Of course, I'll check when I get back."

Wen Wuyu smiled, his fingers clasped on the stone table unconsciously, hesitantly grinding back and forth, "It's better to keep this matter in secret, if Mr. Qu asks," he looked at Xu Jingyun, and Xu Jingyun also looked at him, thinking The contradictions between them are immediately written in the eyes.After a while, he smiled again, quite helplessly, with empathetic helplessness, "It's okay to tell him."

Wen Wuyu couldn't be sure if there was something else involved, he already didn't trust the prince and wanted to hide it, but if Qu Tongyin knew it, it meant that Yuan Cheng knew it too, so what would happen to this matter, cover it up?Get in the way?Or investigate further?

Xu Jingyun nodded slowly.

In the past, she was close to Wen Wuyu, but she didn't know anything about him.

Xu Jingyun is upright, it's not that he can't bend his mind, but he somehow understands that Wen Wuyu is a person who never reveals his worries and worries.Now that he has no choice but to speak to him, he still considers his situation and doesn't want to embarrass him, he doesn't know what to feel in his heart.

Sure enough, Qu Tongyin, who had been waiting outside for half an hour, hesitated for a long time like a donkey pulling a mill in his heart, and returned to the city to lead the way. He still asked, "What did Mr. Wen tell you?"

Xu Jingyun answered without hesitation, "He wants to know how Mr. Wen died."

"Nothing else?" Qu Tongyin actually didn't gossip too much, he was just thinking about the bad relationship between Wen and Yuan, and always wanted to build a bridge for Yuan Cheng, but he couldn't find a chance, he knew that Wen Wuyu would call Xu Jingyun If you go to ask, you should tell him to say something nice for Yuan Cheng.

"Yes." Xu Jingyun replied more bluntly, and then, ignoring the people coming and going on the street, he held Qu Tongyin's hand, his eyes couldn't be more sincere, "But I can't tell you for the time being, when the matter comes to an end, I will Let me tell you again, okay?"

Qu Tongyin was taken aback for a moment, the two big men were holding hands in broad daylight, they were not ashamed, and hurriedly pulled their hands back, but Xu Jingyun held them tightly, someone was already looking at them strangely, he still didn't let go, Qu Tongyin had no choice but to agree, "Okay, I won't force you, let go first."

Hearing this, Xu Jingyun's smile was full of petting, he held his hands tighter, hid them in his wide sleeves, and continued walking like this.

Qu Tongyin glanced back guiltily, and the two young boys who led the horse looked at the sky, the ground, and the four directions. They seemed to be out of sight anyway. Seeing that the passers-by around him didn't pay attention to this side, he sighed secretly and let Xu Jingyun lead him. with.

That Xiang Yuancheng was so busy that he didn't forget that today is Mr. Wen's seventh day.

From a distance, I saw two people walking on the street.As he got closer, he saw that they were very close together, and he knew what the two of them were doing without saying anything.

Not to mention being sad and jealous, he kicked the horse's belly vigorously, and quickly passed by the two of them.

The two saw clearly that it was the prince who was coming, and they let go of their hands to greet them, but there was only dust blown up by a gust of wind in front of them.

In the mourning hall, there was a depressing smell of burning incense candles.

Xie Wancheng was standing outside the courtyard for a while, he really couldn't bear to see the mother and son just burn paper money without saying a word, never cried, this kind of abnormal calm made people feel distressed and very sad. horrible.

Footsteps mingled with the clatter of hooves.Xie Wancheng looked around, and there was a patchwork of bamboo beside the path, the leaves of which were hissing.

After a while, two figures appeared at the corner.It was Yuan Cheng and Lian Qi, one in front and one behind.

Xie Wancheng was furious immediately, and quickly ran into the house, took out a sword, dropped the scabbard halfway, pointed the shiny sword sideways, and murderous look in his eyes.

Outside the courtyard, Lian Qi was the first to stand in front of his master.

"Get out of the way!" Xie Wancheng roared.Even if he desperately wants to avenge the wronged mother and son in the hall today.

Lian Qi would never take half a step back.

Yuan Cheng's eyes were like a cold pool, and Xie Wancheng, who was not used to seeing him for a long time, followed Wen Wuyu as a teacher and brother, "I'm here to pay tribute to the funeral, what does it have to do with you?"

Xie Wancheng snorted coldly, and moved the sword forward a little bit, almost touching Lian Qi's chest, "I am you, and I should have died as an apology. How dare you live with shamelessness."

Yuan Cheng looked away disdainfully, walked out from behind Lian Qi, and walked forward, "How to apologize is a matter between me and me."

Xie Wancheng tilted his sword, "His business is my business, what do you care about!"

Yuan Cheng fell silent for a moment, then raised his foot and walked aside.

Xie Wan set up Ma Tibu, and with a flash of sword light, he pierced through the air.

Yuan Cheng fixed his body, leaned back, and the sword barely slashed an inch from his nose.

One is more than able to dodge, and the other is desperate.

Lian Qi frowned, if the master really got angry, he was afraid that Xie Wancheng's ambition would be broken and it would be embarrassing for him.In terms of martial arts, Xie Wancheng is far behind.

After dozens of moves, Yuan Cheng was really impatient, and said while dodging, "Lian Qi, give me the sword."

Lian Qi was dumbfounded when he heard the words, holding on to the hilt of his sword and trying to pull it out.The master is really angry, otherwise he can subdue it with bare hands.Using a sword means no longer keeping it, and wants him to die convincingly.

At this time, a life-saving voice came from the courtyard, "Brother, stop."

Yuan Cheng stopped abruptly, and looked towards the other side.

Xie Wancheng acted as if he had never heard of it, and he was no more of a villain who took advantage of others' dangers. His sword that poured out killing anger did not waver at all, and the only target was the deadly throat.

Seeing his master standing still, Lian Qi was about to press the sword to his throat. The sword and scabbard in his hand were thrown away, and he shouted, "Xie Wancheng!"

The moment Xie Wancheng hesitated for a moment, the blade of the sword was deflected, and the tip of the sword grazed the skin of Yuan Cheng's throat, leaving a long and thin red mark.

"Don't make mother worry." Wen Wuyu approached, whispered, softly blamed, "Go back to the back room and rest."

Xie Wancheng didn't move, his eyes were flushed like weeping blood, the person in front of him was clearly in grief and pain, why should he be patient and restrained.

With a long sigh, Wen Wuyu grabbed his hand and led it to the courtyard, a treacherous smile appeared on his pale face, and his voice was extremely low, "It is better to kill with dirty hands than to kill with heart."

Xie Wancheng stared at him in surprise.

After Wen Wuyu finished speaking, he patted the back of his hand and gave him a look to signal him to go back to the house.

The wind plays in the bamboo forest, and the sound is lingering.

Lian Qi had disappeared, and the two stood opposite each other under the shade of the tree.

Yuan Cheng's gaze was uncertain, and the scene of the two holding hands just now was faintly sad in his eyes.

"My lord came to express condolences during his busy schedule, and I am very grateful."

Wen Wuyu saluted respectfully, and pushed the two of them to a place far apart in the sky, an unattainable distance.

Yuan Cheng's breathing stagnates, and the calm and calmness under the sword's edge just now disappeared, and he said obediently,

"It's up to you to scold or beat, why bother..." He couldn't help himself.

The corners of Wen Wuyu's mouth curled up, but he could still laugh, interrupted,

"My lord's words are flattering."

"Don't be like this..." It's really rare that such a majestic person would beg others.

Wen Wuyu seemed to be annoyed by this timid tone, and immediately lowered his face and said coldly, "The prince's frequent visits must be because he is worried that the secret of his life experience will be leaked."

Yuan Cheng's eyes flickered, and when he was about to say no, Wen Wuyu said to himself, "Although I have no great ambition to serve the country, the current situation is uneasy and the country is full of troubles. The world is rising and falling. It is the people who suffer, and I am one of the people. I don't want to suffer. The prince can rest assured."

Yuan Cheng smiled wryly, and boldly looked into his eyes, "What I said to Qiu Lin was the truth. You deserve it if you don't forgive me. If you want to settle down in the south of the Yangtze River or travel far away, you can do whatever you want, but... you Don't reject me for thousands of miles."

He was afraid that Wen Wuyu would involve himself in other topics, so he would speak out what was in his heart.

Kewen Wuyu seemed to have heard some weird story, and began to laugh uncontrollably. The wild, presumptuous, eerie laughter suppressed in the throat made people frightened.

Yuan Cheng was stunned, his strange and arrogant appearance seemed to have stepped him into the mud.

Finally, Wen Wuyu stopped smiling, but his eyes were sharp and aggressive, wanton on his face, "Don't you think it's absurd for the prince to be tempted by a prostitute who can be ridden by thousands of people?"

"It's not absurd." Even though his eyes were like awls, Yuan Cheng greedily accepted it, eager to express his heart, "As long as you have this kind of heart for me..."

"That would be even more absurd." Wen Wuyu flicked his sleeves and turned around.

Yuan Cheng choked, lowered his eyes, completely helpless, but still insisted in his heart that he had a heart for him, but he refused to confess because of the entanglement of hatred.

They were silent for a while, and the atmosphere eased.

Wen Wuyu looked into the depths of the bamboo forest, his tone was so calm,

"My lord's intentions are always different. It's easy to say whether to forgive or not."

He turned around, like a bodhisattva crossing evil, with a sincere and kind expression, and his words were clear,

"I forgive you."

Yuan Cheng was overjoyed, his eyes lit up suddenly.

But the next sentence seemed to hide countless bloody knives, trying to kill him.

"That's all, what else do you expect?"