Prostitution

The prince is busy with official duties, so he can't hang out with Mr. Wen all day. On the other hand, if we stay together for too long, it is inevitable that one day we will see each other and hate each other. Therefore, Mr. Wen, who has just recovered from a serious illness, proposed to move back to the West Chamber.

Master and servant meet again, can't rest.

At the request of the prince, Wen Wuyu began to practice how to make his arrogance more arrogant.

Regarding this, Wen Qu was more talented than him, and took up the post of master, guiding him in a maze.

The first is the walking posture, the steps are square, the nostrils should be facing the sky, and the hands are clasped behind the back. Wearing gold and silver is indispensable, and it is best to cast a big gold chain to hang around the neck.

Wen Wuyu disagreed with wearing a gold chain, and changed to a more low-key way, ordering the workshop to cast a hollow gold handle one finger thick and two fingers thick, and put it on the wooden handle of the whisk.

Then speak in a tone that does not look at people directly, and must have an air of being the only one in heaven and earth.

The last thing is to spend money. This article is perfect, and it can be summed up in five words-spend money like dung.

After practicing for two days, the only way to test the results is to practice.

With the backing of his master, Wen Qu paid 10 taels of silver bills to the accountant without hesitation.

The master and servant walked from the main entrance of the palace one by one, the guards didn't dare to lift their heads, they bowed down and lowered their eyes respectfully to see them out of the palace.

The luxurious carriage of the palace drove unhurriedly through the streets of the capital, and the passers-by stayed away.

The mood of Wenqu is like spring flowers in full bloom, standing high on the branches and smiling proudly among the flowers.He looked left and right, feeling that the cushion under his buttocks was softer and more expensive than the quilt he covered.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, he finally stopped, but he only knew how to get the money but didn't know the destination of the trip, "Master, where are we going?"

Wen Wuyu pretended to be profound and said, "10 taels, what do you think is the most practical to buy?"

Wen Qu racked his brains, his facial features changed shape, "We have no shortage of food and clothing in the palace, we can get whatever we want, last time the golden harp crushed me enough, things made of gold can only be seen but not used... um... I think it’s better to save money.”

Wen Wuyu helplessly sweeps his fly whisk across his face, "Can't you think in the long run?"

Wen Qu scratched his nose, not enough brains, and it was very hard work, "What do you think about in the long run? Coffins? Graveyards? Shrouds?"

Wen Wuyu rolled his eyes, regretting selling the golden piano, he should really let him play to the bull every day, "Forget it, I tell you that buying a house is the most practical."

"Why?" Wen Qu still couldn't keep up with his thoughts.

Wen Wuyu was annoyed by his limited short-sightedness, "It's not why, it's the most practical anyway."

Power is not given for free. In the previous scene, the prince got what he wanted.Naturally, this scene also has ulterior motives.

He had to leave a way out for himself and the two boys.

They were rich and powerful, so the two bought a secluded house on the outskirts of the capital without any trouble. It was quite satisfactory, enough for three people and one or two green cattle to live in.

The master's net worth soared, and Wenqu also became rich, and the back kitchen became a place where he could come and go freely, and he kept his wages.So it was almost lunch time, and the two of them went back to their residence in no hurry, and went to one of the highest-grade restaurants in the capital. This restaurant was built along the river, so the name is very vulgar, Wangjiang Tower.

Wangjiang Tower is famous for its Zhejiang cuisine, and its business is booming, and most of its contacts are Beijing officials.

The two of them went early and the guests were not full, Xiao Er recommended to them a private room with the best view and of course the most expensive one.

Outside the window of this private room is the clear Zhiyu River, the distant mountains are misty, the river water is like smoke, and the willows on the river bank are lingering.

Borrowing the words of the ancients, when it is sunny, "the lonely sail is far away, the shadows are clear and the sky is exhausted", when it is raining, "the capital is full of smoke and willows", when spring comes, "two orioles sing green willows", and in severe winter, "the window contains the snow in the Xiling Mountains".It's not unreasonably expensive.

Wen Wuyu has always been a vegetarian, and Wenqu is a carnivorous talent. A meal without meat is like being hungry for thousands of years. The West Lake Vinegar Fish, Dongpo Meat, Longjing Shrimp and Crab Soup are specially selected for the famous meat dishes.

During the banquet, Wen Wuyu was secretly sad, losing the backing of the palace in the future, and Wenqu whose taste was spoiled, the 1 taels would not be enough for him.

For this reason, a bold idea came out of the shell, and he simply bought Wangjiang Tower without doing anything.

This idea won the support of Wen Qu, and the two whispered to each other.

Then Wen Qu slapped the table and shouted, "Xiao Er!"

"Come here~" With a clear cry, the waiter came to the private room with his waist bent, and asked enthusiastically, "What's your order?"

Wen Qu bossed her around, raised her chin proudly, "Call your shopkeeper here."

The waiter in the store smiled enthusiastically, and asked again, "Why are you looking for our shopkeeper?"

Wen Qu frowned, and slapped the table again, "You can call me if you want to, there's so much nonsense."

"Okay, okay, wait a moment." The waiter's face froze, and he hurriedly went downstairs to call for someone.

After a while, the shopkeeper with a wide body and a fat body appeared, his waist was too thick to bend over, and he swayed back and forth, "What can you two do for me?"

Wen Qu turned to look at the master who was looking sideways out of the window, "We bought this store, you can tell me how much money it is."

The shopkeeper thought he was talking nonsense, "Guest officer, don't be joking."

Wen Qu took out a handful of silver tickets and slapped them on the table, "Whoever is joking with you, tell us the number, we can afford as much as you want."

The shopkeeper looked at him and then at the standing still Wen Wuyu, knowing that he was the real master, he moved his foot and said to Wen Wuyu, "My lord, we foreigners rely on this restaurant to make a living. Why don't you go and have a look elsewhere."

Wen Wuyu turned his head and said coolly, "You are not the owner of the store, so you can't be the master?"

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and laughed with a guilty conscience, "The young one is the boss."

Wen Qu cut off the conversation, and introduced the identity of the master according to the agreed plan, "Don't care if you are, do you know who my master is? He is Mr. Wen in Prince Huaijing's mansion! In a word, let's sell it or not!"

The shopkeeper pursed his lips.Only the poor households in the small streets and alleys in the whole capital don't know about Mr. Wen's great reputation. Even though his backstage is thousands of feet thick, he is still just a prostitute.

Wen Qu saw him put the sausage mouth aside, got angry, and approached the shopkeeper with his hips on his hips, "What's wrong, look down on my master! Be careful, I will tell the prince, I will tell you to drag it away if you can't eat it!"

The shopkeeper backed away with an apologetic smile, "I don't mean that much, I beg you two to let this store go, because it's hard for a bunch of folks to make a living."

Wen Qu didn't expect that the shopkeeper was not afraid of the name of King Huai Jing, and his hairs would explode, "You are so good, do you want me to invite the prince here, who is the boss behind you, tell him to come out."

"Wen Qu." Wen Wuyu felt that Wen Qu was too arrogant, and motioned him to sit down for a while to calm down.

Then he looked at the shopkeeper, "Why don't we buy it together with you, so that you are still working in this shop."

The shopkeeper smiled tactfully, but still shook his head and refused.

It can be seen that they met an old fritter who was messing around in the rivers and lakes. It is typical to not shed tears without seeing the coffin.

There was a stalemate for nearly an hour, and the shopkeeper's mouth was welded to death by the iron, and he refused to let go.

At lunch time, there were many officials who came to visit, and they were told that Mr. Wen of the Prince Huaijing's Mansion upstairs was in a stalemate with the shopkeeper, and that being an official is more important than less, so they all chose the private seats downstairs.

The owner of this Wangjiang Tower is Mr. Jing Zhaoyin Liu, and the old customers who often patronize know it well, but it seems inappropriate to sit idly by knowing what is going on. Reported to the palace.

Everyone has reverse psychology.If you want to buy but don't sell, the more you don't sell, the more you want to buy.The buyer's problem is gradually a matter of face, and the seller may be loyal and loyal.

The shopkeeper tremblingly ran upstairs to inform the prince to arrive.

Now it's all right, Wen Qu put on a very proud and arrogant posture, ready to make a big fuss.

Unexpectedly, just as the lord showed his head, the shopkeeper fell to his knees with a plop, and tears came as soon as he said it, crying bitterly and shouting for grievances, "My lord, you have to make the decision for the little one!"

This scene almost made Wen Wuyu laugh, the villain sued first and he vividly interpreted it.

Yuan Cheng was full of interest, and sat down without a corner.

Wen Qu also stared round in shock, not to be outdone, said, "Why are you so unreasonable, the shopkeeper, we are not buying and selling by force."

The shopkeeper said tearfully, "There are restaurants all over the street, why did you choose our small restaurant?"

"You are not the boss. My master said that we will pay you as much as the boss paid you. Your folks will also stay and work. There is no difference."

"The small one is the boss." The shopkeeper insisted on his statement.

Wen Qu stomped his feet angrily, sat down heavily on the chair, gritted his teeth and exhaled fiercely, "Why is this person even more rascal than me?"

After listening for a while, Yuan Cheng understood the general idea, so he asked the shopkeeper, "Are you really the boss?"

The shopkeeper nodded.

"Master Liu sold Wangjiang Tower to you?" Yuan Cheng laughed.The shopkeeper only insisted on his words because he seldom went out of the house and saw Wen Wuyu's master and servant face each other.

That Liu Shen lives in the fourth rank, accepts bribes and launders money in the Wangjiang Tower on weekdays. Few people know about it.Of course the shopkeeper did not dare to sell Wangjiang Tower without an order.

Wen Wuyu suddenly said, "So Master Liu is the boss."

The shopkeeper shrank his neck and was speechless.Wen Qu looked contemptuous, and sure enough, the prince went out and said one sentence to him.

Yuan Cheng turned to look at Wen Wuyu, "Will you still have Wangjiang Tower?"

"Yes." Don't let Wen Qu spit for more than an hour in vain.

Yuan Cheng got up and took the man away with his fingers intertwined, and said with a wave of his sleeves, "From now on, Wangjiang Tower will be under the name of Mr. Wen, and tell Master Liu how much it is to go to the palace to get it."

Wen Qu doesn't know how to ride a horse, so he can only ride in a carriage with his master, the prince, on the way back.

I didn't feel embarrassed at first.

But when he turned his face away from the car window, he found that the prince was missing one of his hands, and the other was hidden in his master's clothes and was fumbling around. The two of them looked at him with smiles.It is clear that it is intentional.

Wen Qu's face was congested and red to the base of his neck. Although the two of them hadn't met face to face during the recovery period, but...

"I said, there is no need to be in such a hurry, at least pay attention to the impact."

Hearing this, the two looked at each other and smiled, Yuan Cheng buried his face into Wen Wuyu's neck and sniffed carefully, teasing with the tip of his tongue from time to time.

Wen Wuyu felt itchy, and hid back and forth as if to refuse or welcome.

Wen Qu wanted to poke himself blind, so he turned his back and closed his eyes tightly.

Only the shameful sound of exchanging saliva was heard, and there was a rustle.

It didn't take long for the car to quiet down, and the prince's tone was a little helpless, "It seems that I really need to find a doctor for you."

Wen Qu reacted very quickly, and asked curiously, "What's wrong with Master?"

"It's none of your business." Wen Wuyu seemed unwilling to say more.

Yuan Cheng had a bad idea, and teased, "Your master won't do it."

Wen Qu seemed to understand, innocently and cutely said, "It doesn't matter, right? Anyway, he is here." As he spoke, his mind turned to something terrible, and his mouth opened into fists, "Could it be, could it be that the prince is here... ..."

Wen Wuyu was so happy that he patted the chair directly, it really was his family.

Yuan Cheng's face darkened, and he turned to look out the window.There is really no reason why he must be cured, so why should he care about things that others don't even care about.

Wen Wuyu knew how to read words and expressions, and immediately put on a straight face and said seriously, "What nonsense are you talking about, my lord, I'll go back and find out which medical center in Beijing specializes in men's hidden diseases, and it will be cured as soon as possible."

The prince still ignored the answer, Wen Wuyu said again, "How busy is the prince in the afternoon?"

"Not busy." The reply sounded cold.

"Then let's go to the Jingzhao Mansion and say hello to Mr. Liu, so as not to be said to be too deceitful and damage the prince's reputation. How about looking for a medical clinic by the way?"

Wen Wuyu made a bold proposal.

It's not easy for the prince to come out for a trip, this month is boring in the mansion, and there is no servant to serve him, so it is not appropriate to act too hastily when you are in a hurry.

After speaking, he winked at Wenqu again.

Wen Qu echoed, "That's right, an official has a small mind. If he holds grudges and trips us up, Wangjiang Tower is not bought in vain."

Silence flows and flows.

In the end, Yuan Cheng knocked on the car window twice and ordered Lian Qi, "Go to Jingzhao Mansion."