Prostitution

["Northern Qi Book" Volume Eleven Biography No. [-], Wenxiang Six Kings, Record - Lanling Wu Wang Changgong, a Xiaoguan, Wenxiang's fourth son, moved to Bingzhou Governor.When the Turks entered Jinyang, Chang Gong tried his best to attack them.In the defeat of Mount Mang, Chang Gong served as the central army and led [-] cavalry to rejoin the Zhou army. He then arrived at the base of Jinyong and was surrounded in a hurry. The people in the city did not know him. Chang Gong was rescued by crossbowmen. , so great victory.The warriors sang the ballad together, which is also called "The Song of the King of Lanling Entering the Battle". 】

——The above ignores, the following fiction——

This piece of music is profound, tragic, high-pitched and exciting, and the dancers sing in harmony with it. The main dancer wears a ghost mask, a red embroidered golden tiger embroidered robe, and a phoenix feather cloak. The heroic appearance cannot be achieved by just relying on a few tricks of punching and embroidering legs, one must have a solid foundation in the body.

And Wen Wuyu is naturally not a rare genius.

What made him hesitate the most was that if the prince found out, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Playing it well, or badly, is a sin.

Seeing a room full of tearful people crying and wearing make-up, Wen Wuyu was filled with compassion, he gritted his teeth and took a moving step like a strong man breaking his wrist.

The old man, who was in a hurry to go to the doctor, agreed without hesitation.

The whole backstage was in tears, and he almost knelt down to thank him.

The curtain is opened, and three stars congratulate Fu Lu Shou.

Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu is like the sound of heaven falling into the mortal world.

The romance of the West Chamber is full of love and sweetness, and the garden is full of spring peony pavilions, expressing the boundless love and moon.

The prince is indeed No.1 in the world.

The guests are like a cloud, pushing cups and changing cups to congratulate each other, it's so lively!

Halfway through the banquet, Yuan Cheng gradually found it difficult to even smile perfunctorily. He called Lian Qi to assemble a team of guards, intending to turn him out by himself.

At this time, the curtain was announced on the stage, and King Lanling entered the battle.

When it comes out in a style very different from Mianmian Ai Ai, the rhythm is the same, and the audience immediately stops their voices.

I saw King Lanling flying his cloak with fangs and ghostly face, raising his finger, and the dancers behind him came out in a crowd, like a thousand horses and thousands of troops.

Stop the clouds, cut the waves, come out like a dragon soaring, and take in like a sunset to return to its habitat.

But in fact, it only has a seven-point rhyme, and there are many flaws. However, everyone applauds and praises it from time to time.

Yuan Cheng stared at the stage, frowning, his eyes became sharper.He was able to recognize Wen Wuyu from the main dancer's figure and the jawline under the ghost's face, which surprised even himself.And the singing voice is undoubtedly Mr. Wen.

Lian Qi received the order, but Er Er disappeared.

After the song ended, the curtain call ended, but the "Lanling King" left the stage with the dancers without taking off the ghost mask.

"Hold on."

The prince in the main hall spoke, the applause gradually stopped, and all the guests fell silent, not knowing what instructions the prince had.

Wen Wuyu's heart was shocked, as expected, he still couldn't hide it from the prince's eyes, but he didn't dare to disobey in public.

With a light leap, Yuan Cheng stepped onto the half-foot-high stage. He was dressed in a gorgeous costume with hairpins and stars, and a dangling whisk pendant at his waist looked even more cheap.

He reached out and took off the ghost mask.

"My lord." Wen Wuyu smiled shyly, "I'm showing my shame with my clumsy skills, I wish my lord a happy birthday..."

Yuan Cheng snorted coldly, and said in a low voice, "This is a clumsy skill, how dare you bring it up at the word testing dojo?"

"I want to surprise the prince."

Yuan Cheng's eyes turned cold, "You expected to enter the palace."

Wen Wuyu was stunned for a moment, saying too many words will lead to mistakes, this is true.

"I gave you a chance to confess, you should still remember?"

Wen Wuyu nodded, and confessed honestly, "I only know this piece of music. I learned it secretly when I was young. Instead of him, I don't want to be seen through by Wang Ye's eyes."

However, this explanation was useless, the prince made it clear that he did not want to entangle this matter with him.

"Since you are good at acting, please accompany me to perform a bitter drama." Yuan Cheng glanced at him like a sword light, put his arms around his shoulders, turned and walked towards the center of the stage.

Everyone at the table focused their attention.

"Thank you for your appreciation," Yuan Cheng clasped his fists to send him off, and then hugged Wen Wuyu tightly, looking at him affectionately, "I also take this opportunity to announce that this Mr. Wen Wuyu has won a lot of attention since he entered the mansion." My heart," he bowed his head and smiled, "I love him so much. You don't have to send someone to the palace in the future, so as not to make him angry and make life difficult."

The whole house was whispering quietly, the prince who is used to flirtatiousness would have a day of peace of mind, fortunately he had just joined in, but how could the prince see a broken flower and a lost willow.

Standing side by side, the two stand side by side, like a newly married couple.

Wen Wuyu was quite cooperative, lowering his head shyly.

But Wen Wangye changed the subject and raised Mr. Wen's face, "But he comes from a dusty background, and many of you here are familiar with him, which is very troublesome. How can he clean his filthy body?"

Some people are beating drums in their hearts, while others are curiously waiting for the next word.

Lian Qi walked up to the stage, and handed over a soft cowhide whip with both hands, inserting a finger into the sharp iron corner of the whip body.

Yuan Cheng took a closer look, flung the soft whip to the side, and the long whip whipped up thick dust,

"In my opinion, the only way is to be reborn in blood. I will demonstrate first, and then the lords will come to the stage one by one. After that, we are old acquaintances. If the past kindness is wiped out, we should get to know him again. From now on, no matter where he goes, he will represent the palace. , please treat each other with courtesy when you go in and out.”

Leaning on the door and laughing, he was full of spirits in the court of romance, leaving the brothel without fart.

Wen Wuyu was calm, and he deserved to be punished for promoting him for this reason.

Yuan Cheng glanced around the audience, "Everyone, be careful, whoever strikes lightly will look down on him and refute this king's face."

Immediately, he raised his hand and swung the whip, the soft whip flew into the sky like a long snake, and suddenly the wind turned sharply down.

The audience gasped.

Wen Wuyu only felt a black shadow flash in front of his eyes, and suddenly the front of his chest was ripped open, blood flowed out delicately, and soon melted into his clothes, his body was shaken violently, and he took a few steps back to stand still.

Yuan Cheng made a sad expression, walked up to him, kissed him in full view, leaned into his ear and whispered, "Hold on."

"Of order." Wen Wuyu replied softly, his chest couldn't be called painful, and the burning sensation overwhelmed the pain.

The bruised and bruised scene stunned the audience. I didn't expect the prince to strike so hard. It can be seen that he really cares about Mr. Wen's identity as a prostitute, and even more about the people who have had sex with him, but he used blood for innocence to stop Youyou's mouth , it's somewhat puzzling, even if they don't do this, no one would dare to gossip. All in all, the prince is probably serious.

Yuan Cheng stood at the corner of the stage, staring at Wen Wuyu, and he realized that he would look at this person differently again. With that whip down, several people could be like him, without a trace of panic and pain on their faces.

Lian Qi began to send the adults on stage one by one.The first one trembled, closed his eyes and waved the soft whip vigorously, but the civil servant's strength was limited, and the tightly woven robe was still intact, and it was still the same when he waved the whip again. Take off the outer clothes and only wear the inner clothes.

In the next period of time, the whips covered the flesh, bloodstains were mottled and criss-crossed, the underwear gradually became bright red with blood, and the person couldn't stand up and sat on the ground.

Fortunately, these grown-ups knew something in their hearts, and they didn't slap him in the face. His face was so pale that it was obvious.

This made Xu Jingyun, who had not yet arrived in the turn, so distressed that he couldn't help himself. After grinding the chair for a long time, he finally plucked up his courage, but at this moment, someone pinned his shoulders.

"Master Qu?"

Qu Tongyin said in a low voice, "If you stop it, you will anger the prince."

Xu Jingyun is unknown.

Qu Tongyin explained, "What the prince wants is that no one will dare to make a fuss about Mr. Wen's identity in the future. Once you go, it means that you have no more love for Mr. Wen. Do you dare to covet the prince's people?"

Xu Jingyun said awkwardly, "How does Master Qu know..."

Qu Tongyin smiled, "Don't forget that you went to a brothel, look around and see which adult's expression is like yours showing his heartache on his face."

Xu Jingyun bowed his head and remained silent.

There was a flash of inspiration in Qu Tongyin's eyes, "Master Xu can't do it, why don't I try for you, anyway, I have never had any friendship with the prince, but Master Xu remembers to owe me a favor."

After finishing speaking, Qu Tongyin walked out of the banquet.

There were less than half of the adults who 'executed the caning', and Mr. Wen sat propped up, his forehead dripping with sweat.The sun was shining brightly, and his blood-soaked body was shocking.

"My lord." Qu Tongyin walked to the front of the stage and saluted respectfully.

Yuan Cheng's temples were dripping with sweat, and he looked coldly at the audience, "Master Qu."

Qu Tongyin turned to Wen Wuyu, gave him the same gift as a prince, and then said, "I think this is enough, and Mr. Wen has lived up to his intentions. Heinous criminals can't be tolerated, let alone Mr. Wen is not at fault. "

Yuan Cheng glanced at Wen Wuyu, "Master Naqu also thinks that everyone here has the same idea as you?"

Qu Tongyin turned his head to look around, and everyone in the seat looked at each other, shaking their heads slightly.

At this time Xu Jingyun stood up, clasped his fists sullenly and said, "Your official agrees with Mr. Qu's opinion."

After a while, those adults whose hands were not stained with blood nodded in agreement one after another.

Gradually the audience followed suit.

However, the prince's expression softened, and his eyebrows were still furrowed, "Master Qu, can you guarantee that no one will use his identity as Mr. Wen to slander him?"

Qu Tongyin hesitated for a moment, then Xu Jingyun uttered a voice to take the responsibility, and he said immediately, "I can assure you that if there are any rumors, I will fully bear the responsibility."

Yuan Cheng stood silently for a while, took a long breath, took off his coat as he walked, put it on Wen Wuyu's shoulders, and hugged him horizontally,

"Then I will follow Mr. Qu. You are all tired today, so let's go."

After saying that, walking through the crowd, the fishy smell was emitted all the way, which made people tremble.

"You're not dead, are you?" Yuan Cheng looked down, his tone not a trace of fatigue.

"Thank you, Lord, for your kindness. I can hold on, and I can walk by myself." Wen Wuyu said with a sad smile.

Yuan Cheng sneered, "There are not a few steps left."

Wen Wuyu turned his head to look, and had no impression of the road ahead, "Where is this going?"

"You'll know in a while."

The place I came to was not the West Wing or the Fragrance Pavilion, but a house in the dark forest.

There are all kinds of instruments of torture hanging in the room, just like a torture room.

Yuan Cheng half-bent down and threw him on the ground, then turned around and sat in the fox fur chair.

A burly, eight-foot strong man appeared, and lifted Wen Wuyu to tie an iron chain to the wooden frame.

Wen Wuyu still smiled, "Isn't the prince not enjoying himself enough?"

"You don't need stimulation to get excited, I'm here to cure your inability to move." Yuan Cheng also joked intentionally,

Then before he could thank you, he said, "There are many people in the world who are afraid of death, but there is only one kind who is not afraid of death. If you live because your goals have not been achieved, you don't need to say which one you are."

Wen Wuyu licked his puffy lips, and said lightly, "I don't understand what the prince is referring to."

Yuan Cheng felt a little helpless, he had no real evidence in his hands, and there was nothing he could do if this person refused to admit it.

"You can't be an assassin without martial arts. If you want to poison me, you won't blatantly send civil and military music to the kitchen." Yuan Cheng paced to his side, stared at him silently for a while, and scratched the bloody welt on his chest with his finger, " So, who instigated you to sneak into the palace, what is your purpose?"

Wen Wuyu's voice trembled, "I really don't understand what the prince means."

Yuan Cheng was completely speechless, and before leaving, he told the strong man who came back with a big bucket, "Take good care of Mr. Wen."

The serving method is quite unique, drenching the whole person with salt water.

When the wounds all over the body meet the salt water, it can make life painful and faint.When the water dries up, the broken clothes will be embedded in the meat, and then the rags will be pulled out quickly, and then salt water will be poured.

Repeatedly like this, the tortured person can completely change his skin.