Prostitution

King Huai Jing was the son of the prime minister of the previous dynasty. With the full support of the prime minister, the Zhong family changed the dynasty and took over the world. In that little-known mutiny, countless high-ranking officials died. Although the prime minister escaped, the In the end, he was not spared.The youngest son, Yuan Cheng, was left behind, and was brought up by Emperor Zhong. He was very fond of him, and he was bestowed a noble and king.King Huai Jing, who holds the power of life and death in his hands, has to stay away from people and ghosts. If he can't keep a word, even a commoner can be sent to the prison to experience it.

Now that King Huai Jing on the high pavilion spoke, everyone dared to disagree, held their breaths and kept their voices quiet.

Let's look at the two people on the stage.

Wen Wuyu calmed down, bowed and bowed and sang "Supreme Heavenly Venerable", ready to start reciting.

The servant at the side tugged at his sleeve, and asked reluctantly, his voice sounded like a buzzing mosquito, "Do you really want to dance? I can't fucking dance, can I... I'll get off the stage..."

Wen Wuyu turned his body sideways, and whispered, "It doesn't matter, just draw in the air, just draw one, three, five, and run around."

After that, he took a deep breath and took a step forward, and began to recite the Taoist scriptures in a deep and steady voice, "Tao can be Tao, it is very Tao, the name can be named, it is very famous. Nothing is called the beginning of heaven and earth, and being is called the mother of heaven and earth. So often Nothing, if you want to see its beauty, there is always, if you want to see its essence, these two come from the same place but have different names..."

Don't care if everyone is confused and puzzled, just listening to the ups and downs of his voice is very pleasant.

The backup dancer jumped up and down, looking like a wild rabbit, and vividly performed a scene of what are the three caves of the cunning rabbit.

A quarter of an hour later, this gentleman finally finished reciting the Taoist scriptures. He didn't hear anyone shouting to stop. He paused for a moment to take a deep breath, and began to recite the scriptures of virtue. Virtue. The highest virtue does nothing but does not think, the lower virtue has nothing but thought. The highest benevolence does it without thinking..."

After a few words, the guest upstairs coughed lightly, and the gentleman on the stage immediately stopped speaking and stood upright.

The voice floated out, "If you can recite it backwards, add another 1000 taels."

The audience was in an uproar, cheered up and prepared to watch a joke.

Wen Wuyu was not in a hurry, in short, he acted as if the sky was falling and the earth was falling, and he turned a blind eye, "Thank you, Wang Ye, for your kindness.

Fighting for what is not, the Tao is holy to man, what is harming is not beneficial, the Tao is heaven..."

If one could hear the meaning before, but now it is backwards, the judges who are mixed with fish and dragons can be said to have understood six orifices of seven orifices, leaving none of them.

The Tao Te Ching is regarded as a Taoist classic, but people who study in graduate school have always had it.Its meaning is profound and mysterious, and those who can thoroughly understand it, I am afraid that they are already experts in the world, who would not come to this place of fireworks to have fun.What's more, the imperial examinations examine the scriptures, the ink meanings, the poems and Fu, the Four Books and the Five Classics, etc., but those who are not obsessed with seeking merit and profit, who will delve into it.

After half a cup of tea, Yuan Cheng couldn't take it anymore, lifted the curtain, and hooked his hands towards the stage, "That's enough."

So Ke Ke made the old bustard who was booing and sighing hiding on the side stage very happy, and hurriedly called Wen Wuyu to step down, and led him to the high pavilion.After working half the day, this lord finally fell in love with one, and the reward alone was 2000 taels. If it was sold, the silver ticket would float into her arms like snowflakes.

A master and a servant followed behind the bustard.

"It's almost breaking my hand, this time the master should reward me more." Wen Wuyu's close servant Wen Qu, his hands, feet and waist were so sore, he writhed and twisted all the way.

Wen Wuyu replied with a half-smile, "Have I ever treated you badly?"

"I just said, learn more piano, chess, calligraphy and painting on weekdays, and it will come in handy at critical moments. You're right, I've never seen such a stubborn person like you."

"Hmph, you're provoking me." Wen Wuyu snorted softly.

Wen Qu curled his lips, rolled his eyes at his back in disdain, and after walking for a while, he said again, "I'll see you later, don't talk too much."

"Why?" Wen Wuyu sauntered around without answering.

"Your idea is stinky and literary, let's use it slowly. Most rich people like high-cold ones. The less you talk, the more you ignore him. On the contrary, it can arouse his interest and take pity on you. I have never heard of a pig nose." Putting two green onions can still hold an elephant, if you put on a show, you will be able to sell it for a good price today."

Wen Wuyu stopped, "How can you be sure that the master will buy me?"

Wen Qu shook his head and laughed wickedly, "If you don't buy him, he will spend 2000 taels to listen to your chanting?!"

Wen Wuyu's eyelids turned upside down, and after thinking about it, it seemed reasonable, "Will you say it later?"

Wen Qu nodded repeatedly, "Leave it to me."

The plain gauze curtain was opened, and the skin was as smooth as running water, and the two knelt and kowtowed along with the old bustard.

"My lord, someone brought it here." The old bustard smiled all over his face, squeezing a thick layer of powder on his face, which seemed to be peeling off.

Wen Wuyu raised his eyes and saw that the old man was leaning on the back of the soft couch, unable to see whether his eyes were open or closed. On the left and right, two young boys in flamboyant and revealing clothes were leaning against his chest softly and bonelessly. Fingers circled his chest and thighs.

With a low hum, Yuan Cheng straightened his waist and sat up, his eyes were filled with desolation, "Excuse me."

The two masters and servants looked at each other silently, Wang Huai Jing's flamboyant nature really lived up to his reputation.

The little boy brought the purple grape to Yuan Cheng's mouth.Yuan Cheng opened his mouth to eat, his fingers passed over his delicate face, in the eyes of others, he was very affectionate.

It doesn't matter don't look at evil, Wen Wuyu's expression doesn't change, he looks at the front with nothing but concentration.

Yuan Cheng glanced at him, picked up a purple grape and began to peel it, "You only know Tao Te Ching? How did the bustard train you?"

The old bustard bowed and hesitated to speak, but also stumped Wen Qu, scratching his head and thinking again and again, he had been with Wen Wuyu for a long time, but he really didn't know what else this gentleman would do.

Wen Wuyu clasped his fists together and sent it forward, "Go back to my lord, I will also know the Yinfu Sutra, the Nanhua Sutra, the Huang Ting Sutra, the Three-Character Sutra, and the Thousand-Character Essay..."

Yuan Cheng's eyes turned cold, and he interrupted, "So you are indeed a Taoist priest?"

It turned out that the prince was curious about his identity, and before he could open his mouth, Wen Qu hurriedly replied, "Going back to the prince, it is true, but he became a monk halfway, and his practice is not deep."

The bustard hastily nodded in affirmation, "The old servant has seen him meditating, this boy has a lot of rules, he doesn't touch meat, he doesn't do anything..."

"Wu Bu Chao Zhen." Wen Wuyu added in a timely manner.

"Then you have fallen into the world of mortals, could it be that you have come to cross the catastrophe?" Yuan Cheng was full of playfulness, with a smile on his face, and threw the peeled purple grapes into his mouth.

Wen Qu couldn't get in his mouth, so he just listened to Wen Wuyu's [-] serious answers, "It's almost the same, the master said that my mind is unstable, so he drove me down the mountain to practice."

Yuan Cheng smirked, "Your method of experience is very unique. Dare to ask the teacher's Taoist name, where is Xianju?"

"The Baiyun Temple in Louying Mountain in Shu, the family teacher's Taoist name is Jujing."

Louying Mountain is towering and vast, and the mountains are rare. It is said that there is a white cloud temple on the top of the mountain.

Yuan Cheng was silent for a moment, then said again, "What about you?"

"My path has no corners."

Wen Yanyuan frowned, "Wen is a common surname?"

While Wen Qu saw the opportunity, he quickly jumped up and interjected, "Reporting to the lord, my master said that he was an orphan. Tomb, I saw that the tomb of my mother Wen's Liangde was engraved on the tombstone, so I was surnamed Wen."

random enough,

Yuan Cheng stared straight at the rough-and-tumble young man, before he could speak, the young man beamed and said, "The little one is called Wen Qu."

"Also follow Gufen's surname?"

"No, no, the younger one follows the master's surname, and the master picked up the younger one's name and changed it. We also have a person named Wu Qu, who was also changed by the master."

Wenqu Wuqu, Big Dipper, interesting, Yuan Cheng leaned back on the soft couch, embraced the left and right sides, squinted at the fake Taoist priest standing like a pine tree,

It took him a long time to hear him say, "The Taoist robe on your body is not in compliance with the rules. You are dressed in such white, do you think you are different from these coquettish people?"