At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

"He was thrown into a brothel in the city by Chi Yao, where he received customers day and night. He fell ill and died two years ago."

Xie Yuheng nodded. Given Chi Yao's personality, this was within her expectations.

She took a sip of tea and asked, "Chu Tianchen, where are you now?"

The spy's face twisted for a moment, and he cleared his throat, "In, in the men's brothel in the city..."

"If I remember correctly, Chu Tianchen is nearly seventy years old."

She tilted her head, her eyes full of curiosity, "Is this still a business?"

The spy's brain was a little stuck. A normal man would feel disgusted when he first heard about a men's brothel.

Marquis Jiangling was different and started to care about his business.

He said uncertainly, "Even if there is no business, there should be... someone to arrange it?"

I was curious about whether Chu Tianchen, an old man, still had any business.

Rong Er selected another small group of soldiers and followed Xie Yuheng to the men's brothel.

……

The fire in the palace burned all night.

At this moment, walking on the streets of the royal city, wood ash still drifts slowly onto your shoulders from time to time.

The Liang army and the Western Xiongnu soldiers took turns resting, making promises to the Wusun people, and maintaining order in the city, each performing their respective duties.

After the incident with Chi Yao's dragon robe at night, many Wu soldiers were extremely disappointed with their country.

There are also rumors that Helian Qing is not the biological son of the late king, but the product of the union between Chi Yao and Anda.

Various witnesses came forward to speak out, and their stories were so detailed and convincing that it was impossible not to believe them.

The main reason is that Helian Qing really doesn’t look like the old King Wusun!

In addition, the Liang army had painted a big pie in the sky, and countless people defected at once.

I saw a large group of soldiers, commanding several black soldiers, carrying a large piece of wood, and going somewhere unknown.

The spy sighed, "Fortunately it was a few years ago, when Daliang just implemented the caravan."

"Many Wusun princes were making trouble and trying to seize the throne, but they were all killed by Anda."

"Otherwise, Wu Bingxu wouldn't be so easy to keep quiet."

Xie Yuheng's voice was calm, "You can defy the evils sent by Heaven, but you cannot survive the evils you bring upon yourself."

She looked at the shops along the street. Some of the brave ones were still open for business as usual.

There was a Western Xiongnu soldier who bought the food he wanted without saying a word, just by using his hands and feet to gesture.

It turns out that no matter where you are, body language is the only thing that is universal.

Suddenly, a Cuju ball rolled quickly from the other side of the street to the side of Xie Yuheng's shoes and lightly bumped into him.

Xie Yuheng looked over there and saw a group of children, shaking like sieves as if they had seen the King of Hell.

The more timid ones simply fell to their knees and begged for mercy loudly.

She raised her eyebrows and said, "Is this Marquis so scary?"

The spy from the Wude Division explained, "The officials of all ranks in the Wusun court have done a lot to tarnish the reputation of the Marquis..."

"To some extent, the title of Marquis can stop a child from crying at night."

As for how they were corrupted, it was nothing more than that the Liang Jiangling Marquis was cunning and used some means to snatch away their silk business, blah blah blah...

Little did they know that the winter in Wusun’s native land was so long that they couldn’t even keep silkworms alive, let alone produce any silk.

All of it depends on the import of Daliang, which is then resold to countries further west.

Acting as a middleman to earn the difference in price, making money without doing anything, and even then turning the tables!

Xie Yuheng smiled, "That's fine. When the army officially recaptures Wusun, there will be many teachers in the Ministry of Rites waiting to take up their posts."

"Then we can just exchange gifts."

"Excuse me, sir, what is a post?"

"It means to take up the post and go to the government office."

After Xie Yuheng finished speaking, he tapped the ball with the toe of his shoe, then raised his leg and kicked it back with his sleeves in the air.

When the children came to their senses, they saw that the young man in red and his men had already walked a long way away.

The younger child sniffed and said, "Is that man really the Marquis of Jiangling in Daliang? Why doesn't he look like him?"

"Earlier, my neighbor's brother didn't give way to the minister's favorite slave in time, and was beaten to death."

Another older child held a Cuju and pouted.

"He is the top scholar among the top six in Daliang. His talent and knowledge are all genuine."

"Our Minister got the position through General An's backdoor. How can their personalities be compared?"

"Anyway, my mother said that since Daliang can allow women to serve as officials, it must be better than Wusun."

"Those bad things about Marquis Jiangling are meant to make us fools!"

The child sniffed again, "But didn't the Empress Dowager have notices posted saying that their emperor killed many little girls?"

"Is this what you have to do to avoid an imbalance in the gender ratio in junior high school?"

The older child was speechless, rolled his eyes, and stuffed the Cuju into the child's arms, "Yes, that's right."

"I'm going home to read. You guys can continue playing."

Xie Yuheng had no idea about the discussions among the Wusun children.

At this time, she followed the spy into the men's brothel and walked to the innermost part of the inner courtyard.

In the dark and short row house, other spies from the Wude Division were already waiting by the side.

Seeing Xie Yuheng coming, he immediately opened the door and gestured for him to come in.

As soon as I stepped into the house, the pungent smell of urine hit my nose.

Xie Yuheng frowned and took a step back. "Let's take him out. There are so many people around, he can't run away."

The spy responded, waved his hand, and led his men inside.

When they came out again, several people held their breath until their faces turned red. They put the white-haired old man to the ground and immediately ran to the side to breathe fresh air.

Chu Tianchen was still not used to the light outside and closed his eyes for a while before opening them.

Seeing the young man standing in front of him, he laughed strangely, "Hehehe..."

After a while, Chu Tianchen spoke in a hoarse voice: "You are, the Marquis of Jiangling, right?"

"What Chu Heng gave you, I will give you double, even if it means you are the regent who holds military power."

"In that case, would you help me return home?"

After all, he was once the king of a country. Even though he was a tyrant, he had courage and insight beyond ordinary people, and he started talking about making deals as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Oh?" Xie Yuheng seemed to be moved by him, "But, this little bit of benefit is not enough for me to take such a risk."

The Wudesi spies on the side: "..."

You are plotting a rebellion, but don't you even bother to move to another place?

Chu Tianchen laughed strangely again, "I am in the territory of the Xiongnu, and I have hidden some money."

"This is also the real reason why Chi Yao hasn't killed me yet."

"If you help me regain the throne, I will tell you the location."

Xie Yuheng took the herbal sachet handed to him by Rong Er, put it under his nose and sniffed it, then said, "That's it?"

Chu Tianchen lifted his eyelids and looked directly into Xie Yuheng's eyes. "Marquis Jiangling, what else do you want?"

"Fiefdom, beauty, or anything else, as long as you ask, it's all fine."

Xie Yuheng nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "Speaking of which, I have never seen how men make love."

"How about you let me learn something from you?"

Chu Tianchen's expression was frozen, and his hands and feet were shaking uncontrollably.