Prostitution

First, the official bank was stolen, and then Jing Zhaoyin was taken into captivity. The officials were disgraced. He Pingzhang ignored the laws of the country and repeatedly opposed the court.

Dali Temple.

The three stations stayed up all night to discuss countermeasures.It was not until the third day that they returned to their homes.

Xu Jingyun was in charge of investigating He Pingzhang's whereabouts from the rivers and lakes, and retreated after receiving the order.

Yuan Cheng was about to return home, but was stopped by Qu Tongyin.After two nights of sleepless nights, the two looked tired.

Qu Tongyin thought deeply before saying, "Yuan Cheng, the Wen family is really taken by you..."

"Not only the Wen family, but also the people who signed the blood edict were all killed by me."

Qu Tongyin was startled, "How many people?"

Yuan Cheng thought for a while and said, "I can't remember clearly, but they were all high-ranking officials in the former dynasty, family servants, servants and guards, there are too many to count."

Qu Tongyin's eyebrows were sullen, and he said angrily, "Why didn't you discuss it with us? Have you weighed the pros and cons?"

Yuan Cheng smiled lightly, "I have no choice but to listen to him. The less you and the old man know, the better, otherwise I'm afraid you will end up like them."

"But once this matter is exposed, all the blame will be attributed to you!"

"On the other hand, this can also make him afraid."

Yuan Cheng rubbed his astringent eyes, after two nights, bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes.

Qu Tongyin was silent for a while, then sighed softly, "The old man doesn't know much about what happened back then. It turns out that on the blood edict...they were all loyal ministers who supported the previous dynasty. In the future, the revival of Daqi...ah, it's not wise."

Yuan Cheng twitched the corner of his mouth, "Don't mention these things to the old man, let him enjoy his old age. The emperor is already dying, and it is difficult for three princes to become a great weapon. It's good to do it in the same way, or use the same way to return it to yourself. We just have to wait and move"

Qu Tongyin frowned, hesitated to speak, looked at him several times and finally became speechless.

Lian Qi hurried into the inner hall, "My lord, something happened in the mansion."

Yuan Cheng's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?"

Lian Qi replied, "Young Master Wen and those five people fought, the servants dare not stop them."

Yuan Cheng and Qu Tongyin looked at each other, and suddenly laughed,

"That's really interesting. Where did that Young Master Wen come from so unruly?"

Yuan Cheng flicked his sleeves, unable to hide his smile, "Whatever his background is, see you later."

On the day of the prince's birthday, Mr. Wen turned himself into a master. During the recovery period, he didn't see any signs of domineering, and he didn't change much after he recovered from his injury. He just spent a little money.

During the two days when the prince was away, Mr. Wen went out of the mansion in the morning to manage the newly purchased restaurant. It has been greatly rectified, the price of vegetables has been lowered to be closer to the common people, and the name of the restaurant has been changed to become more vulgar. The name is a perfect match with the orchid temperament of civil and military music.

Xu Shi was exhausted from working for two days, and his nature of pushing his nose and face was revealed. That night, he summoned the five young men who were determined to stay in the palace, scolded them, and scolded them bloody.Naturally, those vulgar words came from the mouth of the boy Wenqu.

On the second day, he still didn't let it go, and called five people to serve him early in the morning.

As the saying goes, people are eager to burn incense, dogs are eager to hit the wall, not to mention that everyone is from a brothel, so there is no distinction between high and low.

So two against five, seven people scuffled into a ball.

Yuan Cheng returned to the mansion.

After the fight ended, the seven people knelt in a row, with disheveled hair, ragged clothes, nail marks all over their faces, and blood marks of various shades, which can be described as tragic and beautiful.

In comparison, the master and servant did not suffer a loss, the difference in injuries was not big, and their arms, legs and feet were still intact.This is a little strange, the 'assault' method is purely a fight between shrews, could it be that none of the five people is an enemy who sneaked into the palace to assassinate him.Either the martial arts were deliberately hidden, or the people inserted by the emperor were just monitoring him, so it was easier to expose his martial arts.

Doting is equal to protecting one's shortcomings without a bottom line, anyway, there is such a reason to dare to bully, Yuan Cheng's face turned black and he said harshly, he punished five people with fifty sticks, and threw them out of the palace to resign themselves to fate.

Fifty rods go down, if you don't die on the spot, you are not far from death.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Wen, who was holding Jin Fuchen's arm, forgot the pain while the scar was still bleeding, and begged the prince for mercy.

In the end, the prince agreed to his proposal and sent the five of them to Diancui Tower to do rough work of sweeping the floor and washing dishes.

We haven't seen each other for three days, but Wen Wuyu's colorful and miserable appearance greets him, which makes Yuan Cheng unhappy.

So while taking a bath, a certain gentleman was almost drowned in the bottom of the tub.

After being happy, Yuan Cheng became even more tired, leaning against the wooden barrel and drowsy.

Wen Wuyu was wrapped in a layer of wet clothes and knelt on the ground to squeeze his shoulders and beat his back.

There was light mist in the warm water, Yuan Cheng closed his eyes and enjoyed it, and asked suddenly after a long time,

"You deliberately troubled them, why did you plead for mercy?"

Wen Wuyu paused, and continued to massage vigorously, "I want to be driven out of the house, there is no need to see blood, and, besides, it is impossible to determine which one really wants to murder the prince."

Yuan Cheng smiled, "Do you think my hands are stained with too much innocent blood?"

"The great virtue of heaven and earth is life. I think that if you can avoid killing, then don't kill."

Yuan Cheng turned his head to look at him, he couldn't bear to look straight at him, then he turned his head, wrung out the brocade handkerchief and covered his face, "I wanted to ask you a long time ago, but you can't change the word I?"

Wen Wuyu blinked, and replied, "I, I'm used to saying it, the prince ordered, try to change it."

"You Baiyun Temple all use my name?"

"Not all, master is like this, I learn from master."

"Oh... what have you been doing these two days?"

"Renovating Wangjiang Tower, the original vegetable prices were sky-high. Although there are many officials in the capital, they are not as numerous as the common people. Therefore, the price has been lowered, so that the source of customers will be wider. I have something to tell the prince. On the day I bought Wangjiang Tower, I, He Wenqu even bought a house."

"Hmm... I plan to set up my own business..."

The prince's voice sounded like a dream, but the words were clear enough.

"No, it's impossible for Wenqu and Wuqu to stay with me for the rest of my life. I bought them for him. Don't you blame me?"

Yuan Cheng didn't answer.

"My lord?"

Wen Wuyu whispered twice, lifted the brocade handkerchief, and saw that the prince's eyelashes trembled slightly, his breathing was steady, and he had already fallen asleep.

To prevent the heat from dissipating, he got up and found a dry cloth to cover the bathtub, exposing Yuan Cheng's head.

When he reached the door, he stopped again, thinking about it, and felt that he couldn't just leave like this.

So I ordered my subordinates to mix the hot water, and I stood by myself, changing the water every two quarters of an hour.

However, not only did such a loyal and benevolent behavior not benefit, but it was "tortured" by pressing the head of the bed.

The reason is that the prince soaked in the bathtub for a whole afternoon, his skin turned white and wrinkled, and if he didn't wake up, he was very likely to die of dehydration.