Prostitution

Qi Jue went to the military academy field to practice soldiers as usual.From a distance, I saw Qi Mingxiu chatting with Zhang Xuan, one of the captains of the tenth team, and parted ways.

He didn't think much about it at first, but seeing that Zhang Xuan's solemn appearance was very different from his usual one, he became suspicious and stopped Qi Mingxiu loudly.

Qi Mingxiu turned around and waited in place.

Qi Jue noticed that he was emotionally stable, and he didn't look depressed at all, so he was naturally happy in his heart.Thinking that he and the prince have been together for more than ten years, even if that affection is not there, the brotherhood is not something that can be abandoned just by giving up.Moreover, right now is the critical moment when you are not successful or you are a bandit. I believe he can put aside his selfishness for the time being and focus on the overall situation.

Qi Mingxiu's current performance, in his opinion, was exactly as he wished.

"What are you talking about with Zhang Xuan?" Qi Jue approached and asked with a smile.

Qi Mingxiu smiled slightly, "I asked him to go down and get ready. There is still more than half a month until the ninth day of September, but if it is not traveling day and night, it will take about [-] days to reach the capital. I think Yuan Cheng promised the two It's time to go."

These words were reasonable, Qi Jue didn't doubt that he was there, and turned his face a little more melancholy, "You and I have no parents, no brothers and sisters since we were young, but you are better than me, and you have a prince to protect you, not a relative." A brother is better than a real brother, so we shouldn't feel bad about it."

"I thought about it all night. Uncle and Yuan Cheng worked hard, but I was too paranoid, and I will definitely correct it in the future." Qi Mingxiu replied sincerely, and said, "Back in the palace, Yuan Cheng and I quarreled because of Wen Wuyu. Many times, in fact, I have already had a premonition in my heart, but I just don't want to admit it. The matter has come to this, why should I practice myself. "

Qi Jue looked sideways and patted him on the shoulder, feeling relieved at the same time.

But Qi Mingxiu didn't see a cold undercurrent wandering in the depths of Qi Mingxiu's slightly drooping eyes.

After lunch in this room, Lian Qi, whose cooking skills were worrying, was disgusted by his master, so he had to go to the city to prepare dinner again. Food is the sky, the five-character mantra.

The two sat opposite each other in the wooden house.In the middle is a table made of wooden boards and two benches. Because it is not high enough, I do not know where to find two poor ones with a size of one foot. The sitting posture is not elegant, and it is very uncomfortable.

Even so, the two still had nothing to do, focusing on the stack of sticks stacked on the table.

This is a game called pick stick suggested by Wen Wuyu.

There is nothing technical about this game, it's just a way to pass the time.

Specifically, hold dozens of small wooden sticks into a handful, put them on the table and then let go, and then the other party starts to use the wooden sticks to pick up the wooden sticks in the game, and at the same time, do not touch the others, otherwise they will be re-thrown, and exchanged in this way until they are on the table. After all the sticks are taken, whoever gets the most chips in the end is the winner.

It took less than half an hour just to find these thirty or so wooden sticks that fit the hand.

So the stakes are high, it's about whether they can have sex tonight.

It was harmonious at the beginning, but in the second half of the journey, the atmosphere was inevitably tense. A pile of intertwined bamboo sticks seemed to be marching in formation, and the eyes of the two were like swords, for fear of not paying attention to each other. Touched the wooden stick and got away with it.

Yuan Cheng has already spent a cup of tea in front of an embattled wooden stick.

Wen Wuyu Xu's one eye was easily tired, so he finally twisted his neck to relax his mind, sat up straight and stretched his stiff muscles and bones,

"My lord..."

Suddenly came a call, Yuan Cheng raised a glance to show his response, the stick in his hand was as steady as Mount Tai.

Wen Wuyu asked, "When will we set off for Beijing? The Double Ninth Festival is coming soon, and the journey will take some time. The emperor will go to Mount Tai to worship the ancestors, so the prince doesn't need to accompany him?"

Yuan Cheng didn't raise his head and said, "I have no official position, and I haven't made friends with hundreds of officials, so it would be a nuisance to go with me. But I want to return to Beijing early, the day after tomorrow, I can't stay in this place."

Wen Wuyu saw that he was still holding the stick in his hand, probably stuck there, unable to advance or retreat, so he snickered and paced slowly, "It's really impossible to stay, it's hotter than the capital city, I'll fan the prince fan."

As Wen Wuyu said, he lowered his waist and moved closer, shaking the cattail fan violently in his hand, which made Yuan Cheng squint his eyes, and did not accidentally stir the wooden stick beside him.

"It's your turn."

Knowing that Wen Wuyu did it on purpose, Yuan Cheng was not annoyed, he followed the cattail fan, played it with a dejected look, and threw the remaining ten or so sticks away.

Wen Wuyu leaned down, took a look, he couldn't help laughing, the remaining ten or so wooden sticks were stacked high, and no more than three could be successfully taken out.

He groaned, and refused to take one at all, "Give up." He retracted the wooden stick and put it away from the table with a fistful distance, making it clear to release the water.

Yuan Cheng took a look, immediately beamed with joy, and leaned over to the table.This time he will win in one fell swoop.

Wen Wuyu lowered his hands to his side with a smile on his eyebrows.

At first, I proposed to play a game of picking sticks, but it was just to pass the time. After a long stalemate, it took a lot of energy.And the so-called bet, in fact, only the prince is serious, and he himself did not resist much.

It seems that since Yeyuexia confessed, the prince has started to be very serious.If we make an analogy before that, the two of them were holding a spear each, feigning each other to try and avoid the other's edge, and it was obvious that he lost.But now, he is still holding a spear in his hand, but the prince is holding a shield, just defending but not attacking, and sometimes he will be hurt by his attack, such as running away from home.And because of his overtures, he would steal the joy alone.

Perhaps it is exactly what Qi Mingxiu said, 'you have nothing to fear'.

But he didn't want to think about it deeper, even though he never thought about asking the lord to pay for the dead souls of the Wen family who died unjustly, but whether the parents who were imprisoned in the prison can let go of the eight years of injustice and humiliation, from that day on... Once the fire is started, this enmity will be forged. Even if it is impossible to be an enemy, it is absolutely impossible to be a friend.

The sage taught, repay grievances with virtue.If everyone in the world follows suit, where will the filth and filth of the muddy world come from?

"I won!" Yuan Cheng showed off the chips in his hand, his eyes were completely different, "Do you recognize it?"

"I would like to gamble and admit defeat," Wen Wuyu put down the wooden stick in his hand, went to pour two cups of tea, and took a cup for himself, "The change of the court is imminent, it is rare for the prince to be so leisurely, if I don't admit it, it will not be a disappointment for the prince. "

Yuan Cheng picked up a cup of tea and squinted at him, "You don't want to, and you don't force it."

Wen Wuyu lowered his brows and smiled, without saying yes or no, turned his feet and sat against the wall, "Success or failure depends on one move, the prince seems to have the winning ticket?"

Hearing what he said, Yuan Cheng calmed down a bit, picked up the teapot and walked up to pour water into the empty cup in his hand, "I know you are concerned about your parents' safety."

Wen Wuyu looked at him fixedly.

Yuan Cheng put down the teapot, and said again, "Don't worry, if anything happens, I will do my best to protect Mr. Wen."

Wen Wuyu smiled slightly, "There is nothing to worry about if you have the prince's words. It's just that among the civil and military courts, there are very few people who are interested in Daqi. It may not be easy for the prince to force the palace."

Zhong Wu usurped the throne and changed the name of the country to Kang.In the past, the three lords and nine ministers of the Great Qi Dynasty either died or retired, and the officials and officials almost replaced the old with the new.But in the final analysis, Dakang has only been around for 20 years, and all the officials in the court, without exception, are not born in Daqi.

Yuan Cheng lowered his eyebrows and muttered, saying,

"Everything in the world is for profit. Once Zhong's crimes of exercising power and stealing the country are revealed, people will inevitably be confused. The courtiers are vacillating between the two. At this time, they only need to hold high the name of justice, and if they don't use a little threat or lure, they will be happy." If you want to support you, even if there are a few people who stand on the sidelines and don’t say anything, it’s okay, as the trend of the times, they will kneel down sooner or later.”

Wen Wuyu chuckled lightly, he had no regrets for the prince's insight, and turned to ask, "Then why doesn't the prince become the emperor himself?"

Yuan Cheng's expression froze, his face sank slightly, he was silent for a while before he sighed and said, "I can't be the emperor."

Wen Wuyu couldn't help but take a deep look at him, as if he couldn't believe that he would admit it like that.

Before they could ask each other, Yuan Cheng said again, "Everyone knows that I am King Huaijing who was proclaimed by Emperor Wen of the Zhong family of Dakang. If I become emperor, I will definitely be guilty of the same crime as Zhong Wu for stealing the country, and I will be despised by everyone and will be stigmatized for thousands of years."

Wen Wuyu said, "But the lord is the real prince, if he handed over the country to others, the patriarch of Da Qi, Quan Xia, might feel uneasy if he knows."

Yuan Cheng snorted, "The predecessors took the land and the successors took it, and the ups and downs of the ups and downs exhausted the ink pen. The Shang replaced Xia Li, and the Zhou Dynasty was divided into Shang. Heroes are not only from my generation, but also after my generation. Kings, don't you know the way of heaven? That's it. For the sake of fame, I have written a book with a light history, and I don't care for future generations to comment on it. For profit, richness lies in contentment, and I am not greedy. I have done my best, and I have no shame in my heart. The common people will have the first world There are talented people and strange men who worry about it, and I am a lot less, and if I am more, the mountains and rivers will not be permanent."

After Wen Wuyu listened, he remained silent, not knowing whether to praise the prince for his understanding of righteousness or to call him selfish.

"What about you?" After a while, Yuan Cheng asked hesitantly, "What are your plans?"

Wen Wuyu froze for a moment, then smiled, "After the parents are settled, I will naturally listen to the arrangement of the prince."

Yuan Cheng's eyes suddenly brightened, he looked at his side face and smiled, "If you don't want to live in the palace, you can live with Wen Qu and the others. Within three years, when the situation stabilizes, I will resign."

Wen Wuyu didn't talk to him, he glanced over with a smile, then lowered his head, as if nodding in tacit agreement.

Just now, Wang Ye said clearly that he has no ambition to rule the world, so the secrets he holds are worth using when necessary. In this way, at least he has no worries.

It's just that the prince didn't realize at all that the future he envisioned was running counter to what he thought.

Wen Wuyu sighed silently, then looked at Yuan Cheng again, feeling overwhelmed and indescribable for a moment.