Prostitution

The night is lonely.

Occasionally, a breeze blows, causing the two rows of red lanterns hanging from the eaves beside the road to sway.

There were two long knocks on the door.

A board door was opened from the inside, "Master..." The one who answered the door was startled, and hastily removed several doors to invite people into the inner hall.

After a while, an old man with half-white beard and hair came out nervously, and would kneel down to apologize before the prince.

Yuan Cheng waved his hand to stop him in time, "It's not worth these hypocrisy." He was also the one who came suddenly.

The old man then stood aside respectfully with his hands down, and listened to the prince again,

"Have you done what I asked Lian Qi to order?"

"It's all ready."

The old man responded, just now the young servant came out from the inner room, holding a wooden case covered with black silk cloth in his hand.

Lifting the silk cloth, one can see five official seals of different sizes, carved from jade of various colors and qualities, with different buttons, they are lions, elephants, mice and toads.

Yuan Cheng took a lion seal, the white jade base was as big as his palm, he glanced at it briefly, then turned to the back to stare at the seal script engraved on it.

After a while he happily said, "Uncle He's craftsmanship has not diminished in the slightest, thank you!"

The official seal of the previous dynasty, the casting official of the seal of the previous dynasty, is over half a hundred years old, and can still reproduce the craftsmanship of the year to the same extent. It can be seen that this thank you is a sincere statement.

"The prince is serious." The old man smiled, and the deep lines like ravines are the unique open-mindedness after going through vicissitudes.

Yuan Cheng looked at it like this for a while, and suddenly felt that his heart was still like water,

"I'm afraid the capital will not be peaceful in the future. Uncle He should go south as soon as possible to plant flowers and grass in Wuyue to support his life, so there is no need to worry too much."

The old man drooped his eyelids slightly, and his smile gradually faded away.After being silent for a while, he smiled as if he was relieved from a heavy burden, "This old man is completely in the hands of the prince."

Yuan Cheng nodded slightly, and the old man bowed and stepped back.

The servant stood aside after serving hot tea.

Yuan Cheng took a few sips, then suddenly raised his eyes to look at the boy, "Is Lian Qi here?"

The boy replied, "I live here, but I haven't seen him since I got up this morning."

Yuan Cheng's thick and long eyebrows were slightly frowned, at this time there was a sound of footsteps in the backyard, and Lian Qi arrived in the inner hall in a blink of an eye, when he saw him, his breath tightened, and he knelt down to attend the ceremony.

Seeing him alone, Yuan Cheng immediately guessed, "Are you looking for Xie Wancheng?"

Lian Qi lowered his buried head, "Yes."

"When did you run away?"

"Last night, my subordinate was careless, and he used the ecstasy incense." There was a hint of panic in Lian Qi's voice.

Yuan Cheng remained silent, his brows gradually furrowed, although he had said that Lian Qi would not have to be with Xie Wancheng anymore, but in this gap, this person was playing tricks to escape, so it is necessary to investigate deeply.

"You've been with him recently? Haven't you ever left?"

Lian Qi knew that the master was referring to the last time he visited the palace at night, but that time Xie Wancheng fled while waiting for an opportunity, so he couldn't be sure whether he had been in the palace.

Seeing Lian Qi's hesitation, Yuan Cheng suddenly changed color and reprimanded,

"Do you need to think about this question before you can answer it?!"

Lian Qi was slightly startled, and hurriedly said,

"On the day the master was interrogated, he disappeared for a quarter of an hour."

"So he went in?" Yuan Cheng stood up and stared closely at Lian Qi.

Lian Qi couldn't help shrinking back, "My subordinate is not sure, when I found him, he was climbing on the flying hook rope."

Yuan Cheng shook his sleeves angrily, turned his back and gasped for a few breaths of anger, then turned around and joined his fingers together,

"You're getting more and more stupid! I'll give you a quarter of an hour to see if you can enter the mansion! I'm afraid the whole palace will be overturned!"

Lian Qi had already covered the ground with his hands, his forehead pressed against the back of his hands, not daring to make a sound.It was the first time that the servant at the side saw the lord getting angry, and he also thumped and knelt down after it had nothing to do with him, his flustered eyes had nowhere to go and he had to close his eyes tightly.

Yuan Cheng's anger tossed in his heart for a while, then calmed down again, he glanced at the servant, his tone was no longer serious,

"Bring the cloak."

The servant got up in a hurry, ran into an inner room, brought out a black hooded cloak in a few blinks, and carefully put it on for the prince.

"You don't need to look for him anymore. From now on, keep an eye on the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. Let's go."

Yuan Cheng put on his coat and hat, and walked out the door.The wide cloak covered him from head to toe.

The prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice is full of murderous spirit.

Seeing two people suddenly appearing not far away, one of them was dressed tightly, and there was a bottomless depth under the black robe, which blended into the dark night, making people feel a chill on the back. Stoppers,

"Stop, who?"

Lian Qi took out a gold medal from his waist, and the guard took a closer look, and saw that it was the token of the imperial army, he took a step back and clasped his fists, "It turns out that the lord is visiting, sorry, lord, please."

The imperial guards were the emperor's personal guards, and they must have obeyed the emperor's order to come here at night, so the guard stopped asking more questions and stepped aside to let go.

There is a separate cell in the deep part of the prison, where all the criminals are detained, but they are not sentenced to capital punishment. They only live in this prison without people or ghosts until they die of old age.

The cells were divided into five rooms, almost each containing two people.

Yuan Cheng raised the brim of his hat to reveal his face.

At this moment, all the prisoners in the prison are like hungry beasts that see food, all of them have ferocious faces, waving their arms, struggling towards the prison pillar, wishing to tear him to pieces and devour him, but they can't speak, only a sound leaks from their throats There was a wailing sound, and the iron chains tied to the hands and feet were fixed to the wall, making dull sounds due to constant dragging.

Yuan Cheng made a bow and said with a smile, "My lords, be polite."

The prisoner in the prison became more and more demented, and he grabbed the hay at his feet and threw it at him desperately, but he just landed lightly, without even touching the prison post.

Yuan Cheng turned a blind eye, and said loudly amidst the wails one after another,

"This junior, I would like to ask my lords to do me a favor and write a memorial to punish the crime. The criminal is the one who caused you to get to where you are today. The thief who stole the country-the current emperor and the former Taiwei Zhong Wu. The exchange is, Your lords will be free in a few days."

Hearing these words, the cell fell silent, but after a while, the sobs sounded again, and before the anger faded, Yuan Cheng frowned and listened carefully, vaguely able to make out the words, Singer...family door Misfortune... a thief as a father...

He cleared his throat with a cough, "It will not be too late for you to reply after considering some time."

Then he walked to a prison and stood there, and said to the two in the prison, "Master Wen, your boy is now a guest at my house, don't the two elders want to see him?"

Under the disheveled hair, two pairs of eyes stared at him in horror, as if not believing what he said,

"Mr. Wen came from the Baiyun Temple in Louying Mountain. He likes to wear white robes. He went up to the mountain to practice Taoism at the age of four. He has been in my residence for a year."

Yuan Cheng replied indifferently.

I saw two drops of muddy tears pouring out of the eyes of the woman next to me, her throat hissed, she closed her eyes and passed out.

At five o'clock, the sky was gray.

Yuan Cheng jumped up, took a few steps on the wall, and landed firmly with a flip in the air.

I thought that Wen Wuyu would go back to the bedroom by himself, but at a glance, he saw a white figure leaning against the old tree, curled up into a ball.

Yuan Cheng couldn't help laughing out loud, and walked over slowly and blew into his ear, "Wake up, I'm bringing you a ladder."

Unexpectedly, no one fell asleep so deeply, and the trembling eyelids showed no signs of opening for a long time.

He stretched out his hand to touch it, his forehead was scalded badly, and so was his face, and he immediately picked him up horizontally.

Wen Wuyu was woken up by walking so fast, his eyelids were so difficult to open a few times that he finally opened them fully, and he could recognize the person in front of him with his slack eyes, and two rough words came out of his throat, "My lord..."

Although Wen Wuyu might just sleep in the woods because he couldn't find the way, but he couldn't completely suppress the thought of waiting for him to return home. Hearing this lord, Yuan Cheng's heart felt hot, but when he said it, he cursed,

"You are so stupid!"

A wry smile appeared on Wen Wuyu's pale face, and he continued weakly, "Where is the ladder?"

Yuan Cheng lowered his head slightly, and Wen Wuyu's head tilted on his chest just after he finished speaking, and he never woke up no matter how hard he turned.