Prostitution

Chapter 115

"Note: A new paragraph was added to the previous chapter."

Time does not wait.

Day and night, cold and heat several times, Changting fishing boats greet you.There are many people coming and going, the city is still the same city, and the river is still sending words to the river.The shops in the city are more prosperous than in the past, and a wide and long arch bridge was built on the river.

The Diancui Tower, which was once famous for a while, has become a playground for sensuality.

Now two years have passed since King Huaijing was imprisoned in the mansion.

But I heard that on the most prosperous street in Jiangnan Hangzhou, a new restaurant called Xiankeju has opened, and it has become famous far and wide in just one year.

It is said that the owner of the restaurant has a loud voice.He also said that the master chef is dumb, with blemishes on his face, and his cooking skills are excellent, making it unforgettable after one taste.

On the outskirts of Hangzhou, there is a mountain called Xianling Mountain. The mountain is not high, and there is a beautiful lake at the foot of the mountain. The lake is not big, and there is a large fertile field around the lake.There are four or five farmhouses living in the mountains, plowing in spring and harvesting in autumn, and they are self-sufficient.

One day a young man with one eye came to the mountain.

In less than three months, a new wooden house was built in a sunny and green area at the foot of the mountain.Nearly half a foot above the ground, the corridor is very wide, and there is a small round table.The bedroom faces south in the middle of the house, and there is a bookshelf in the corner on the other side of the hall, a thin velvet blanket on the floor, a wicker chair, and a desk.

The farmers in the mountains are simple and kind. Seeing that someone has already moved into the new house, they come to congratulate them on the housewarming together.

The one-eyed host was even more hospitable than they had imagined, in addition to being handsome and pleasing.It's just that the return gift is surprising. It's a small whisk, which is used to sweep away dust.

Two unexpected guests came this day.Sven and polite, he stood far outside the courtyard of the wooden house.

"Is Mr. Wen at home?"

Qi Mingxiu looked up at the spotless Jin Bian on top of the rich gate of the palace.

The eunuch knocked on the door first.

After a while, the door opened from the inside, and the Hushu, which had not been turned for a long time, made a difficult sound.

When the guard who opened the door saw the person coming, he immediately retreated and knelt down to bow.

The eunuch smiled all over his face and approached Qi Mingxiu, mouthing the word "Emperor".Only then did Qi Mingxiu look back and step into the door.

The scenery of the palace is the same as before, without any signs of depression.

It is said to be under confinement, but there are a few servants left in the mansion, but just like King Huai Jing, they have no freedom.One application is provided by the imperial guards guarding the palace.

Two years ago, approaching the three-year period, rumors suddenly spread in the capital overnight.

It is said that King Huaijing is the real orphan of Emperor Qi, while the current emperor is actually the son of the prime minister.

Prime Minister Yuan Shanghui tried his best to protect Qihuang's bloodline, and many details were as if they had seen it with their own eyes.

These nonsensical words clearly fear that the world will not be chaotic.

The most anxious thing is the same sound of the song.The three-year deadline is approaching, so the rumors must not be caused by Yuan Cheng, nor Qi Mingxiu's instigation, but it is an expedient plan by the two of them. This kind of self-injury method is really stupid.

Qu Tongyin stepped forward and took full responsibility to find out the truth.He brought back the old servants who had served in the prime minister's mansion one by one for questioning.

As a result, it was naturally verified that the rumors were false, and this undercurrent was finally calmed down.

But another storm came quietly.The case of Wang Huaijing's neglect of human life was exposed again.There were quite a few people who handled the case back then, including the government servants who dug up the dead bones in the wasteland outside the city, one after another came forward to testify.

Public opinion inside and outside the ruling and opposition parties is raging.The emperor had no choice but to confine King Huai Jing, pending further investigation.

The case has been postponed again and again and has not yet been decided.

Yuan Cheng was wearing a single shirt, his hair was not tied up in a bun, and was tied up at the back with a silk ribbon.

Standing in front of the window, he was admiring the dancing of bees and butterflies among the plantains and roses outside the house through the cracks in the window lattice, and he could vaguely see the pavilions of the small buildings on the water.

Qi Mingxiu pushed the door open and entered.

Yuan Cheng turned his head when he heard the voice, the sun was shining outside the house, and Xuanyuan Cypress was dazzlingly green.

During the period of confinement, there was no shortage of food and clothing. Apart from his slack appearance, Yuan Cheng was in good spirits. He had not been exposed to the sun for a long time, and his complexion was much fairer. On closer inspection, Fengshen's handsome appearance added a little frailty.

"How is the case? Still no progress?" Yuan Cheng asked this question every time Qi Mingxiu came.

But this time Qi Mingxiu didn't shake his head as usual,

"It was you who did it. If you investigate thoroughly to the end, you will be blamed. You can only keep suppressing it."

Qi Mingxiu finally stopped using the old ministers as an excuse that the case was difficult and difficult, Yuan Cheng smiled, "I'm making things difficult for you, what do you think? Is it too late for you today?"

The guards outside the house offer new tea at the entrance.

Yuan Cheng each poured a cup, and Gu Ziqing took a sip from his cup.

After a moment of silence, Qi Mingxiu revealed a worried expression, and said softly, "It's been almost two years, it's time to find another way."

Yuan Cheng replied with a faint smile, "What do you think of?"

Qi Mingxiu showed off his face, his face was full of confidence, "You listen to my guarantee that nothing will go wrong.

The first step is to plead guilty first, and you will be beheaded according to the law..."

Yuan Cheng's eyebrows twitched.

"However, in the name of Huai Jing Wang's meritorious service in the community, which cannot be humiliated and his dignity, I will specially allow the yellow cloth to cover the face during execution."

"You mean to confuse the fake with the real one, and use a death row prisoner to behead me?" Yuan Cheng continued.

"Correct."

"and then?"

"Then you will wait in the palace for a while."

"How long?"

"It won't take long, and the matter will soon be forgotten inside and outside the court."

Yuan Cheng laughed out loud suddenly, the corners of his mouth curled up playfully, "I'm in the palace, can I still get out?"

Qi Mingxiu frowned, "What do you mean?"

Yuan Cheng's tone was extremely indifferent, "Mingxiu, you have a good understanding of the emperor's mind, but it shouldn't be used on me, it's not worth it."

Qi Mingxiu secretly clenched his fists, "Whether it's worth it or not is up to me."

Yuan Cheng picked up a small wine jar on a few desks, got up and sat down, and walked to the opposite wall covered with a carpet, where the sun shines longest, and at this moment, the afterglow is still struggling to penetrate the window lattice, casting a few dim yellow light , leaning gently on his chest.

Looking in the direction of the window lattice, it seems that some memories have been worn away by time for too long, and his expression is full of confusion that he wants to but can't remember,

"The three-year period... I have already given up on this idea, so I haven't mentioned it."

Qi Mingxiu's eyes lit up.

"A virtuous minister is easy to find and a master is hard to find. You have not let us down. The rumors of an attempt to disrupt the country would have cost me my life, but you have never listened to it and responded with ease. I am very happy."

Qi Mingxiu's face was filled with joy.Yuan Cheng took a sip of the wine, his eyes flicked past him, and he looked back at the source of the light,

"I've never had any ambitions. After returning you to the government, I just want to live a leisurely life. It's my fault that I didn't explain it to you, which is why you used confinement to keep me by your side."

Qi Mingxiu's expression froze, and he quickly denied it, "I didn't..."

"If you say no, then there will be no."

Yuan Cheng took another sip of wine, his sharpness of the past was gone, and his whole body seemed to drift with the tide and be indifferent.

In Qi Mingxiu's eyes, this was silent resistance.

In the past three years, he held back and told himself to ignore Yuan Cheng's step-by-step estrangement, and he followed suit sadly when he retreated to the courtesy of a monarch and his ministers and stopped at the affection of old friends.

The rumor was not true, but it gave him a flash of inspiration, so the old case was brought up again, in order to make Yuancheng unable to leave.

Today's perfect plan is the last step in his plan, to tie people to him completely, and he will never be able to escape the palace in this life.

There was only one step left in his big plan, but Yuan Cheng saw through it early on, maybe it was just a temptation, he couldn't admit it.

His plan cannot be given up just because of that confession that is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

"Then do as I say," Qi Mingxiu said in a tone of noncommittal, and walked towards the door, "Tomorrow I will ask Dali Temple to interrogate you."

Yuancheng stopped him, "Mingxiu, are you really so hard to let go of the past?"

Qi Mingxiu stopped, looked back at him, and asked, "What about you?"

In the flickering light, Yuan Cheng grinned, spreading his hands nonchalantly, "Look at me, don't you think you can't let it go?"

"Have you put them all down?" Qi Mingxiu said with an accentuated tone.

Yuan Cheng nodded, "It's all been put down."

"You're lying." Qi Mingxiu unconsciously walked a few steps closer, and looked at him coldly, "Can you let go of Wen? If you really let go, why have you been so depressed all these years? This is what you call being at ease? I really can't see it!"

Yuan Cheng said with a low smile, "You are in such a state of mind, so naturally you see me in the same way."

"Really?" Qi Mingxiu sneered, looked around the room, walked quickly to the bookshelf, took out a Tao Te Ching, and threw it at his feet, "Then what is this?"

Yuan Cheng leaned over to pick it up, and put it aside nonchalantly, "It's just a scripture."

Qi Mingxiu turned his head, took out a few more books from the bookshelf, and threw them out one by one, "With so many scriptures, you also want to practice Taoism, right?"

Yuan Cheng's expression didn't change at all, and he smiled, "Even if it is, it has nothing to do with others."

Qi Mingxiu glanced fiercely, walked to the side of the bookshelf, took out an easel from the gap, lifted the silk covering it, and threw the easel on the ground in front of him, with a stern voice, "What about this one?"

Yuan Cheng took a closer look.

An ink painting on a three-foot silk cloth, the scene is the scene of the West Chamber, who is it?

Deep green.

Hearing someone visiting, Wen Wuyu walked out of the wooden house.

She is dressed in plain gray clothes, and even the eye mask is the same color, which shows how hard she lives.

Seeing who came, Wen Wuyu was really surprised.

But it was Qu Tongyin and Lian Qi, with slightly disheveled hair, dusty faces, and the same dignified complexion.