Prostitution

Xu Jingyun finally found out something. To be precise, he heard rumors that seven parts were true and three parts false.

In the past six months, some people have bought murder in the rivers and lakes.Most of the employees are unknown men who are third-rate martial arts but good at light work, but after running around, they have not been able to find out half a word about the identity of the murderer.

This is the brilliance of buying a murderer. A killer with high martial arts skills is very popular, and he singles out the shrimp soldiers who are good at escaping. First, it saves money, and second, it can kill the master with random punches.If the plan fails, they will disperse and hide in the huge rivers and lakes. It will not be easy for the government to arrest them.

Also failed to find out the specific number of people and plans.

This news is not entirely useless, and it is not very useful. Yuan Cheng ordered Xu Jingyun to continue to investigate. The number of people does not matter, the most important thing is the purpose.

Not all the former court officials who signed on the blood edict were burnt down by him like the Wen family. After all, if all the families were destroyed overnight, it would definitely attract the attention of the court and officials, which would bring a lot of unnecessary troubles.Now he has to start to investigate who among them has the ability to buy the murderer.

Underground room.

After his birthday, Yuan Cheng hadn't visited him for some days.This situation is rare.

The candle flame is like a grain of soybean, burning lifelessly, and there are many shadows around the secret room. Staring at it for a long time makes people feel flustered.

Qi Mingxiu sighed, not a single chopstick was touched from the meal on the table,

"Mute, Yuancheng... are you busy recently?"

An old woman came out of the dark, with a high hump on her back, hunchbacked badly, she raised her hand and gestured twice.

"What is he up to?"

The old woman shook her head.

Qi Mingxiu clenched his fingers tightly, with a sullen expression on his face, "Is he infatuated with that prostitute?"

The old woman shook her head and gesticulated, which meant that the prince often went out of the palace recently.

Qi Mingxiu was silent, picking up the rice in the bowl with silver chopsticks, unhappy, and said after a while, "Please send me a message and ask him when he can come to see me."

The old woman obeyed and disappeared into the darkness.

deserted.Dead silence.

The spider in the corner of the wall wove its web and suddenly fell into the air. The bean fire swayed with a chirping sound, and a wisp of burnt smoke dissipated suddenly. The spider quickly climbed up the spider web.

The royal study.

Xu Jingyun reported that the two assassins who hijacked Jing Zhaoyin also received money for their work.

However, after checking and checking, they couldn't find out the way for them to communicate with the people behind the scenes.

The paperwork was exhausting, Yuan Cheng didn't care to listen to these useless news, and sent him away with a few sympathetic words.

The boring errands are really boring day after day, and Mr. Wen took the initiative to accompany him a few days ago, crushing ink and beating his back, making fun of him from time to time, which is not boring, but I don’t know where he has gone these days.

"Master." Lian Qi knocked lightly on the door.

Yuan Cheng's eyes became sore from reading the case file all morning, he stopped writing to stretch his muscles and bones,

"Go and call Wuyu."

As soon as the words were finished, an old man with white beard and hair came in outside the door, knelt on his knees and made a big salute.

"Uncle He."

Yuan Cheng walked out of the table and invited the old man to take a seat.

The old man was also a mute, gesticulating tremblingly.

Yuan Cheng lowered his eyebrows, and replied, "Tell Mingxiu, what happened during this period is very strange, I can't go to see him before it's done. You and the dumb woman should also be more cautious."

The old man looked concerned and gestured again.

"I'm not sure if I came here for Mingxiu, just in case."

The old man was originally the housekeeper of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and after Yuan Cheng returned to the mansion at the age of 13, it was from him that he learned about the old affairs in the mansion.

From then on, the butler drank dumb medicine and retired to do odd jobs in the back kitchen, secretly taking care of Qi Mingxiu's daily life with the dumb woman.

Yuan Cheng pondered for a while, "Uncle He, I just have something to ask you, do you have a blood edict in my father's hand?"

The old man recalled back then, on the eve of the prime minister's death, he had only solemnly told him that the matter of the prince should not be taken lightly. Zhong's night visit to the prime minister's mansion was suspicious of this.

The blood edict was not mentioned at all.

If there is only one copy, it will be the incomplete one in the hands of the current emperor.Although he questioned the content of the blood edict, those former officials regarded him as Zhong's minion and refused to admit the existence of the blood edict.

The old man resigned, Yuan Cheng thought for a moment, and returned to the desk to review the files.

"Master, do you still want to be called Mr. Wen?" Lian Qi asked standing at the door.

Yuan Cheng hummed, but caught a glimpse of Lian Qi hesitating and did not leave, "What? I have something to say."

Lian Qi said casually, "Young Master Wen won the entire Juxian Gambling House in the capital, and two days ago he ordered the men's shops in the city to close down in the name of the prince, and dismissed all the young men. Everyone in the capital is saying..."

"say what?"

"It is said that the prince loves the innocent, and indulges Mr. Wen to bully the market and disrupt the people's livelihood."

Winning all the casinos, and using the money he won to dismiss all the men in the city, this ingenious account, no matter how he calculates it, he can't lose it to himself, anyway, someone will take care of the aftermath for him.

Yuan Cheng smiled slightly, and all the depression in his heart was swept away.

Lian Qi was worried, and said again, "Master, our palace has been keeping a low profile, and Mr. Wen's actions are probably inappropriate."

Yuan Cheng tidied up the files, "There's nothing wrong with it, if he doesn't do this, how can Ming Xiu enter the mansion in a legitimate way."

After that, he sighed lowly, feeling empty in his heart.

Lian Qi suddenly realized.

The servants came to report that a group of old bustards outside the mansion were crying and wanting to ask the prince for an explanation.

Yuan Cheng ordered Lian Qi to deal with it. Since the facts are there, Mr. Wen’s face can never be refuted by walking a horse, so he pointed out a clear way for the old bustards, turning the original men’s shop into a brothel, a great way to make money Articles.

The West Wing.

Wen Wuyu has done a lot of great things, he is not complacent, and lives a steady life as usual, wandering around the garden of the palace with a golden cage.

After walking around and returning to his room, he was tired and was taking a nap on the table.

Hearing the sound of the door opening suddenly, he froze for a moment before lifting his neck.If Wen Qu came back, he should go all the way away.

"My lord."

The man has come to him, holding a delicate little brocade box.

"It's for you."

Yuan Cheng put it in his hand, sat down, squinted and smiled.

Wen Wuyu was so curious that he opened the brocade box. A round bead as bright and clear as the bright moon was just big enough to fit in the palm of his hand.

"what is this?"

Yuan Cheng sighed, and flicked his forehead with his finger, "I thought you were well-versed and knowledgeable about gold, jade and jewelry, but never thought you'd never even seen Ye Mingzhu."

Wen Wuyu opened his eyes wide and looked at it carefully, and said disdainfully, "It's just a bead, I don't see anything rare."

Yuan Cheng lamented his misfortune and sighed, "If you don't know the goods, you don't know the goods. It is more expensive than your gold. Such a small thing is worth a lot."

Wen Wuyu still couldn't see the value, he looked puzzled and disgusted.

Yuan Cheng then grabbed his hand and walked into the bedroom, lifted the quilt to cover him inside,

"Did you see it?"

At this time, the inside of the quilt is transparent, and the stitches embroidered on the surface of the quilt can be clearly seen.

Wen Wuyu stared straight at the luminous pearl, as if the vast galaxy was held in the palm of his hand, and the brilliance flowed, like a fairyland in a fairyland near the clouds and the moon.

He also stuttered, "Look, see, my lord, it's so amazing, my lord also came in to have a look."

When Yuan Cheng received the invitation, he rushed towards the high buttocks.

Wen Wuyu yelled, and broke free from the quilt. Ye Mingzhu looked in front of her eyes and exclaimed, "Ah, it's become an ordinary pearl again."

Yuan Cheng couldn't bear the fuss he made, and covered his head with a corner of the quilt, trying to suffocate him to death.

Wen Wuyu held the Ye Mingzhu tightly, struggling desperately.

The two were panting for a while.

"This is...the treasure that Fanbang paid tribute to, I begged from the emperor..."

"Thank you... my lord."

"Rewarding you for your good deeds, the old bustard has come to the door."

"Your Majesty, do you think it's alright?"

"Excellent, but why would you think of going to a brothel?"

"After thinking about it, the guards in the palace are all lumps of wood, which is boring. Now that there are no male prostitution halls in the capital, how can anyone climb into the prince's bed again?"

Yuan Cheng turned over and pressed him under him, with suspicious eyes, "I heard that you won a gambling house? You really have great gambling skills!"

Wen Wuyu said awkwardly, "I played tricks on the dice, and only played with the dice to bet on the size."

Yuan Cheng laughed, "Then what are you playing these days, and you didn't come to warm my bed?"

Wen Wuyu then reported, "The doctor told me to abstain from sexual intercourse in the near future."

Yuan Cheng didn't understand, "Why?"

"I went to see the doctor, and he prescribed diet therapy to cure the incurable disease. Uh... it was some whips..."

Mr. Wen also had times when he couldn't tell, Yuan Cheng asked with a smile, "What whip?"

Wen Wuyu turned his face to look at the head of the bed, "Such as bullwhip, horsewhip, bullwhip, tiger whip, snake whip..."

Yuan Cheng laughed loudly, "Snakes also have whips?"

Wen Wuyu blinked and continued, "Yes, I may have misremembered the part of the snake whip. I have eaten it for three days, and the prince knows that I don't eat meat."

Sticking so close, Yuan Cheng wanted to bite him, "Thank you, but don't meet a quack doctor, try the curative effect first..." He bit his lip as he spoke.

Wen Wuyu swayed a few times and catered to him.The word "reserved" is so mysterious that it seems like nothing at all when you are far away from him or near him.

There are no quack doctors, and the effect of whip therapy is remarkable. In just three days, Mr. Wen's performance on the bed is simply a world of difference.