Prostitution

The lake reflects the blue sky, as bright as a mirror.

Light wind and no clouds.

The green grass stretches across the sky.

Qi Mingxiu fell asleep for a long time, and his mind was on the capital thousands of miles away.

After several months of parting, not a single word of the confidential letter sent by Lian Qi was addressed to him.

It seems to be conceivable that Yuan Cheng will eventually abandon him no matter whether the country is restored or not.

More than 2000 days and nights are not worth a short year.ridiculous!

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned over and lay on his side, buried his face in his arms, unwilling to see anyone.

Qi Jue sat beside him with a low smile.Qi Mingxiu likes to come to this place very much recently, it is not far from Jiangnan Daofu, the green grass and blue lake are very clean.

When Qi Jue looked from a distance, he could see the Xanadu that could make people feel relaxed and happy at a glance, but Qi Mingxiu couldn't get rid of the haze in Qi Mingxiu's heart.He should have seen long ago that the relationship between Qi Mingxiu and the prince far away in the capital was not just a brotherly relationship.

Compared with when he first arrived, Qi Mingxiu's change is obvious, he no longer likes to play petty temper, and his temper has become much more restrained.

"Why, not happy?" Qi Jue said after a moment of silence.

"No." Qi Mingxiu replied softly.

Qi Jue didn't ask too much about it, and turned to other things, "The prince's order is basically completed, and the rest is waiting for a letter from the capital. The emperor's life is not long, and the succession of the new king will be easy."

"He wants ten teams of Shanyin soldiers, one team of ten people, and the training will take some time. And there are too many people, and I'm afraid that the news will leak out before the time comes."

"I have been the commander-in-chief for seven years, and I have never slacked off for a day. It is not difficult to gather hundreds of loyal soldiers. Although they are not all confidantes, they will never rebel."

Qi Mingxiu glanced at him, turned over and sat up.

Only after he left the palace did he understand that he could trust someone wholeheartedly. In fact, ignorance and ridiculousness, people's hearts are the most unpredictable and changeable in the world.

"Since this is the case, I believe in you, uncle, and I also believe in your soldiers."

Qi Jue probed, "You just don't believe in the prince?"

Qi Mingxiu lowered his brows and smiled, "Of course I also believe him, otherwise what would he want to do in the past ten years or so? But," he paused for a moment, his eyes filled with sadness, "he has abandoned me. No more, who can do anything."

Qi Jue took a deep look at him, "If the world is to have long-term peace and order, it must be a wise king. A wise king will always be careful in the end. It is reasonable for the prince to do this. If you are criticized by others because of your own selfish desires, don't waste a few years in trouble." .”

Qi Mingxiu lowered his eyelids slightly thoughtful, and after a while, he said, "It's good for him, but he is entangled with a hypocritical Taoist priest of unknown origin."

The so-called false Taoist Qi Jue heard about it, and the spies who went to the capital reported that this person was involved in the case of the prince's dereliction of duty and was severely tortured by the imperial army to extract a confession.On the surface, this person is unknown and does not have the ability to stir up the situation, but there is no way to know the secret behind it.

But speaking of it, the prince has seen countless people, so it should be impossible for him to indulge in beauty and be unable to extricate himself, leaving that person alone by his side must have his considerations.

"Perhaps the prince kept him for investigation because of his unknown origin. If he has another identity and is ordered by the Zhong family, it will be very disadvantageous to us."

Qi Mingxiu smiled and said nothing. Yuan Cheng had said this reason many times, and it was inevitable that it would become a perfunctory word.

If there is anyone in this world who is too idle to die of mold, it is Boss Wen and Xie Bai.

"Hey, let me say, have you eaten and drank enough, at least do something for food."

The restaurant was full, Boss Wen was rich and powerful, he didn't save face for his master's brother, and his voice was not polite.

"Is your store short of a waiter or a helper?"

"They're all missing."

"Okay, my handwriting is good, I will help you write a job recruitment notice."

Xie Wancheng has already cultivated a thick skin, he is ashamed and can't be money, he should eat and drink.

"Go and eat shit!" Wen Qu roared, grabbed his chopsticks and shook the table, the peanuts on the plate flew into the air, and fell into the plate again, not a single one was left behind.

Xie Wancheng didn't dislike it, reached out to pick up the chopsticks, and did not forget to bury Wenqu, "Pay attention to the occasion, swearing all over the place, you ruined the elegance of the whole class."

However, those present have already seen the strangeness, and are too lazy to waste energy to look at him.

As usual, Wen Qu's voice must have been rising steadily, but today he was surprisingly generous, he endured the breath, stepped on the bench and sat down,

"Didn't the master go back to the palace, you go and ask, is he still alive?"

Xie Wancheng was unwilling, "Why don't you go? Anyway, you have stayed in the palace, and if you want to see Wuyu, the prince will not let you go."

Wen Qu hesitated for a while, then said sullenly, "For the time being, I don't want to see the prince."

Xie Wancheng rolled his eyes at him, as if someone wanted to see him, but said, "For your master, it's okay to see him, can he eat you?"

Wen Qu blinked, raised his cheeks, obviously hesitated, Xie Wancheng hurriedly carried the sledgehammer to strike while the iron was hot, "You bring Wu Qu with you, this way, the reason is more sufficient, the prince knows your filial piety, and will definitely allow you to enter the mansion Visiting, not looking at the monk's face but looking at the Buddha's face, he suffers all because he is not."

Wen Qu cast a glance slowly, the round eyes rolled back and forth, "Really?"

"Of course!" Xie Wancheng looked at him firmly, and nodded with great determination.

"The subordinate acted without authorization, and I ask the master to forgive me."

Lian Qi followed up with another sentence very spiritually.

But his spirituality is always misused.

If you say it out loud and explain more, isn't it trying to cover up that there is no money here.

Yuancheng actually forgot about this.The strange sparrow that can send letters is already an ironclad proof.Wen Wuyu's master, brother, family, what can they ask.

This time Wen Wuyu might be even more defensive, but even if he avoided him, this person remained unmoved.Unable to handle him left and right, Yuan Cheng felt like he was in a broken pot. He sipped his tea, glanced at Wen Wuyu who was staring at Lian Qi without any concealment,

"What do you say? You found Baiyun Temple, the blessed land of immortals?"

Lian Qi had a slightly sad face, he was used to reporting all matters, big and small, and he was cautious so that he did not dare to take the initiative to omit news that he thought was useless, and those useless news might be very useful in the eyes of the master.

Louying Mountain has high mountains, deep forests and steep terrain. The buildings of Baiyun Temple are mainly dark green, and the two shade each other. It is no exaggeration to say that the people sent before were able to find Baiyun Temple.

The audience in the temple is a group of weird people who do not eat fireworks in the world. They chant scriptures and meditate all day long, treating visitors as nothing.

Lian Qi and others wandered outside the building for several days before a Taoist priest came to meet him.

However, the interview was not an interview, just a few words from Taoist Ju Jing and a bunch of joss paper money.

"The little path said, let me wait until I go down the mountain to pay homage to the lonely tomb of Wen surname at the foot of the mountain."

"anything else?"

"I also said that if you meet wandering Taoist priests from Baiyun Temple, tell them that you will go back to the mountain after playing enough and inherit the great cause of Taoism."

Wen Wuyu gradually narrowed his eyes, and when he heard the last sentence, he simply lost his eyes with laughter, and fell on the bed, overjoyed.

Yuan Cheng also rolled his eyes with a smile, "Your master is going to let you inherit the mantle? What about Xie?"

Wen Wuyu continued intermittently, "Before going down the mountain, Master said, which one will return late and who will pick up his old man's round seat? I made an agreement with my senior brother that I will not return for 20 years."

After Lian Qi reported, he was at a loss as to what to do, he always felt that this trip to Lou Ying was full of embarrassment.

Yuan Cheng waved his hand to signal him to leave, stepped on the bed with bare feet and sat cross-legged, "Your master is an interesting old man, right? Let me introduce you if you have a chance."

Wen Wuyu also put his legs together and sat cross-legged, "My lord wants to become a monk?"

"Is it necessary to become a monk in order to see the revered master?"

"That's not true. I thought that the prince worshiped under the master's door and practiced for three to five years. The position of master is none other than you. So I can return. If not, it will take 20 years before I can be introduced to the prince. Once I go back, I will be the master." Can't get out any more."

Yuan Cheng nodded frequently, "For the sake of your freedom, it doesn't matter if we don't see you."

The waiter knocked on the door, "My lord, it's time to change the medicine."

Wen Wuyu bowed naturally, as if he wanted to take over the job.

The prince didn't say no, and the servant voluntarily withdrew.

And then there's an embarrassing conversation.

"Are you going to take it easy..."

"How about this? It doesn't hurt, does it?"

"It still hurts, it's lighter, slower..."

"It's light enough..."

"Hi~"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I couldn't control my strength..."

"If you go on like this, I will die of pain..."

"The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. The prince bears with it... It won't hurt when you take the medicine later, okay?"

"……bring it on."