Prostitution

In the evening of the same day, Wen Wuqu quietly left through the back door of the palace with his entire wealth on his shoulders, and drove a Qingniu scooter to the new house in the suburbs.

The next day, Qi Mingxiu was blasted away from the main gate of the palace.The young servant who accompanied him acted realistically. He cried and pointed at Sang and scolded Huai for a long time before leaving filled with righteous indignation.

The three masters left the palace in one go, and the prince has burnt ointments and sundials for the past few days. Pear blossoms everywhere do not open the door'.

Suddenly without Wen Qu as a chatterbox, he couldn't adapt for a while.

The new boy is very courageous, he shakes his head three times after asking, and then asks if he can cry for you, so Wen Wuyu dare not chat if he has nothing to do.

But Wen Wuqu, who has been with him for more than five years, lives far away in the suburbs to live a good life without shame and shame. This inevitably makes him feel a sense of loss that my family has grown up. when.

Sitting around, the inconvenience caused by the wound was no longer enough reason for him to stay in bed all day, so he reluctantly opened his mouth again and ordered the servant to take him to the palace garden for a stroll.

Without saying a word, the boy hurriedly walked forward to lead the way.

Unexpectedly, when Fang stepped out of the courtyard door, he saw the guards guarding the study coming quickly.

The master and servant of the new combination waited in place tacitly.

The guard had no choice but to take a few steps forward, and clasped his fists together, "Someone from the palace came to announce the decree, and the prince sent Mr. Wen to listen to the announcement together."

Wen Wuyu nodded, knowing that the matter was too big to delay, so he immediately followed.

From a distance, a group of guards stood standing under the sun, their long-armored armor gleaming coldly.

Standing in front of him was a waiter in a dark green satin official uniform, with a wrinkled face, looking at him and shaking his head.

Wen Wuyu trotted a few steps quickly, only to find that a group of people buried their heads and did not dare to come out, only the prince remained calm.

Eunuchs are also officials, holding the will of the emperor in their hands.

A group of people knelt and bowed in unison.

The decree was concise and to the point, just as Yuan Cheng expected.

Someone exposed that the former King Huaijing abused the power and perverted the law and killed innocent people. He was temporarily dismissed from the post of Minister of Dali Temple and confined to the palace to wait for further investigation.

After three or two sentences, Yuan Cheng raised his hands above his head to accept the order.

The old eunuch was so sophisticated, he lowered his waist to get close to him, and said in a soft voice, "The one who exposed the prince is Master Xu, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, the prince must be careful!"

Yuan Cheng smiled and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Eunuch Zhao, for your suggestion."

The old eunuch had bowed his head as a slave for many years, and his back was bent naturally. He turned around and waved to the guards, and staggered away.

The guards waiting for orders dispersed in unison, guarding the gates of the palace respectively.

The decree is clear - the palace is forbidden, not a study bedroom or a firewood room, the prince still enjoys freedom in his own mansion.

In fact, this is not much different from Yuan Cheng's usual, the difference is that from now on he will be treated as a criminal.

Wen Wuyu seemed very worried, he was unwilling to eat in front of a gluttonous feast, and the white rice in front of him was about to be turned into porridge by him.

A typical emperor is not in a hurry and eunuchs are in a hurry.

Yuan Cheng frowned, reached out and tapped his porcelain bowl with silver chopsticks,

"What are you worried about?"

Wen Wuyu's mind was pulled back, he hurriedly lowered his head to pick up a few grains of rice, and while squinting, he realized that the prince was as usual, and he was even very leisurely.

"Is the prince not worried?" He began to eat normally.

"So what about worry?" Yuan Cheng didn't change his face.

There is no end to words.

The palace is now guarded by Habayashi guards, and all exits, large and small, are blocked. The courtyard is deep and the walls are high, and it is difficult for people in the palace to fly.

What's more, even if he flies out of the mansion, it is an indisputable fact that there are dead bones and carrion buried under the grave.

Yuan Cheng only thought that his frowning was because he couldn't get out of the house, and couldn't contact those Jianghu people who had received money and hadn't done anything yet, so he ignored him.

Unexpectedly, Wen Wuyu suddenly stood up, staring at him closely, his eyes sparkling brightly,

Yuan Cheng was slightly shocked, and couldn't help straightening up,

listen to him,

"Those deserted tombs have no evidence of death, but if the instruments of torture in the forest house are found, the prince will be speechless!"

Yuan Cheng thought for a while, then nodded, "That makes sense, what do you think?"

Wen Wuyu sat down again, and said, "Let's dig a hole and bury it at night."

Yuan Cheng nodded again, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "Okay, listen to you, act tonight."

Good things don't go out and bad things spread thousands of miles away. The imperial decree has not yet been warmed up in Yuan Cheng's hands, and rumors are already raging in the market.

From the streets to the alleys, some said that the prince was under house arrest, some said that the prince was imprisoned, and even spread everywhere that the prince was beheaded on the spot.

For a time, the city residents clamored.

A broken tea house in the outskirts.

Xie Wancheng sipped tea and enjoyed the scenery, but the surroundings were full of weeds, what he appreciated was his uneasiness about sitting together.

After the fight that day, Lian Qi really didn't follow him anymore, but he quietly appeared again the next day.

There is a small village in a remote place outside the city, and he never thought that he could find it hidden in a poor house.

"Hey," Xie Wancheng kicked him lightly, "Your lord was killed on the spot, why don't you go back and have a look?"

Lian Qi glanced at him and said nothing, still struggling with himself.

How could the prince say that he would die, he didn't believe in rumors.

But seeing Xie Wancheng laughed, he suggested, "How about I become a kind person and accompany you to the palace. If the prince really dies, you don't need to follow me anymore."

Lian Qi glanced at him again, but sat firmly like a mountain.

Xie Wancheng stood up at this moment, flicking his wrinkled clothes, raised his eyebrows, "Let's go!"

Lian Qi then got up, and the two entered the city on foot one after the other.

There are a few sneaky and curious people hidden far away from the gate of the palace.

It's bold.

Habayashi Mamoru, who was so bold as to stand at the main entrance and hold a long dagger in his hand.

Lian Qi took a closer look and saw that it was Wen Qu.

"I'll just go in and take a look, just one look, why can't you turn your head around!"

"Please let me go in and have a look, anyway, if you don't tell me, no one will know!"

No matter how he spun and rolled, the crossed Changge still stood firm on the ground meticulously.

This turmoil finally alarmed the big shot.

"What are you arguing about?!" The silver-helmed man with a red tassel on his head and a dark complexion roared loudly.

Even the people in the corner ran away in fright, not to mention Wen Qu, who was reprimanded head-on, almost threw his left foot on his right foot and turned him on his back.

Fortunately, Wu Qu helped him in time.

"I... want to go in..." Wen Qu was weak, and his voice was weaker than a mosquito.

"You can go in if you want?!" The man stared, the white of his eyes almost occupying his entire eyes.

Wen Qu had never seen such a vicious person, but when he thought of his master's life and death, he had no choice but to make his own voice to ask,

"Then... lord... really... dead...?"

The leader not only had a good voice, but was surprisingly reasonable, so it was difficult for him to turn his face to the side and put his ear in the helmet towards Wen Qu, listening carefully to his voice,

Seeing that after he finished speaking, half of his body was lingering behind the other person, looking hopeless and terrified, the leader's tone did not change and he said,

"Who told you that the prince is dead! You ordinary people, don't listen to the wind and rain all day long! The prince is only grounded, understandable?!"

Wen Qu hurriedly followed Chick Zhumi and nodded, "I understand, I understand!"

"If you understand, go quickly! Be careful with swords and guns!" The leader lit up the sword at his waist.

"Yes…"

Wen Qu repeatedly said yes, too frightened to stand up straight, and hurriedly dragged Wu Qu to run away timidly.