Your Majesty, he is as beautiful as a flower

The next day, Cheng Wanqiao originally wanted to take Yuchen to the city to play in the next day, and even arranged for the people who would lead the way, but it was a pity that Yuchen couldn't get away.

The news of Yu Chen's assassination spread the night before yesterday, and today, after the imperial court, the third prince Cheng Jinliang and the crown prince Cheng Kunling came to Yixiang Mansion one after another, saying that they came to see the god and express their condolences.

After coming and going again and again, after seeing off the visiting guests, it was evening.

Yuchen looked at the setting sun, "It seems that we still can't go today."

Cheng Wanqiao was afraid that he would spoil the fun, so he immediately said: "The capital city is very lively at night, how about we go to Juxiang Building for dinner tonight and go shopping on Ze'an Street, what do you think?"

"Listen to His Highness's arrangement."

Cheng Wanqiao said to Qinyuan's new steward, "Qi Bo, prepare the carriage!"

After nightfall in the capital city, the busiest street is Ze'an Street. Two rows of lanterns are hung on the side of the street. Walking on the street, you can see the road ahead without having to carry additional lanterns.

The shops on the street are one after another, and the stalls are also one after another, which is very lively.

Cheng Wanqiao changed into plain clothes and walked on the street with Yu Chen, and the imperial guards also put on plain clothes and mixed in the crowd to protect them secretly.

Yuchen looked at the bustling scene in front of him, "Your Highness is right, this place is really lively."

Cheng Wanqiao said: "If you want to buy something, just let me know."

Yu Chen asked, "Your Highness's money is inexhaustible?"

Cheng Wanqiao shook his head, "Of course not."

"How much money does Your Highness have?"

Cheng Wanqiao really can't answer this question. He hasn't looked at the account books of the house since he came back, so he doesn't know how much money he has in the house. "I don't know the exact amount, but I have a monthly salary."

Yu Chen said: "After I moved into Yixiang Mansion that day, the Ministry of Rites sent someone to send some money. There is such a box. I heard that the money can buy several houses."

Cheng Wanqiao never thought that the Ministry of Rites would be so caring, he said: "Since it is the money given to you by the Ministry of Rites, you can use it as you like."

"However, Yixiang Mansion has food and housing, so I don't have much money to spend on." Yu Chen said: "Because I'm on the street today, why don't I buy something for Your Highness."

Cheng Wanqiao was flattered when Yuchen said that he would buy something for him, but Yuchen was a guest, so how could he spend his money, "No, you keep the money for yourself."

But Yuchen insisted, "On the way back to Beijing, His Highness bought me a lot of things, and I will treat it as my return gift."

"But I have nothing to buy."

"Your Highness has nothing to buy, but I have something to give away."

With Cheng Wanqiao's docile temperament, he couldn't say anything about Yuchen's decision, so he had to follow his will.

Yuchen entered a jade shop, and Cheng Wanqiao followed in. The old shopkeeper saw two luxuriously dressed gentlemen coming in, and immediately stepped forward with a warm smile on his face, "Two gentlemen, take a look at it freely, my jade They are all top-notch, hairpins and jade pendants, you can have everything you want."

Yuchen walked to a counter and took a look. The counter was covered with red silk, and there were two rows of jade pendants on it. He picked out a piece of Hetian jade pendant and put it in his hand for a look. The jade was transparent without any flaws. , with a phoenix carved on it, the carving is excellent, "This jade pendant is good, it suits you."

The old shopkeeper said: "Master, you have a good eye. This is the best Hetian jade, and it is definitely the top grade among jades."

Although the Ministry of Rites invited some money for him to spend, but he will live in the capital for several months, even if he doesn't buy anything on weekdays, he can find someone to do things with some money around him.Yuchen insisted on buying something for him, but Cheng Wanqiao didn't want to spend too much money on him, so he picked up a piece of sapphire and said, "I like this one better."

Yuchen just glanced at it and knew that he picked the cheap one, "Where is this one? I'll give you the money and listen to me."

Cheng Wanqiao was at a loss for words, so he had to put it back. Yuchen didn't even ask the price, and said to Lang behind him, "Lang, give me the silver."

The old shopkeeper said to the man who came forward to pay the money: "Young master, the total is 68 taels."

After hearing this, Cheng Wanqiao felt a little distressed.

Lang had already taken out several ingots of silver from his purse, and he didn't know how much 68 taels was, so he took out three ingots from his purse, "Is that enough?"

The shopkeeper said: "Here is 60 taels, and it's still eight taels short."

After hearing this, Lang took out another ingot from his purse and gave it to him. The shopkeeper said, "Here is 80 taels. I'll find another 12 taels for you."

"Okay." Lang said slowly.

After leaving the jade shop, Yuchen handed him the jade pendant in his hand, "Your Highness, please put it away."

Cheng Wanqiao took the jade pendant and looked at it in the palm of his hand, "This jade pendant is a bit expensive."

"This is the first time I have given something to His Highness, so naturally I want the best."

Cheng Wanqiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, in fact, even if he gave a stone, he would cherish it well.He spent so much money that he estimated that the box of silver would not last long.He thought to himself, when he returns to the mansion, he must ask Uncle Zhang how much money he has in the house. If Yu Chen spends all the money in the box, at least the money in his house will still be available for him to squander.

Before he knew it, he walked to the river. It was more lively than before. There were a lot of people, and all the people coming and going were men. When he heard the woman's teasing laughter from upstairs, he realized what kind of place it was.

"Yuchen!" Cheng Wanqiao stopped and called him.

"What's wrong?"

Cheng Wanqiao glanced at the Tianxiang Building next to him. The woman in a strapless dress waved a round fan and chatted happily with the high-ranking officials and dignitaries. "Oh, sir, you haven't been here for a long time. You really want to die at my slave's house."

"My lord, why don't you come in and sit down, my family has learned a few new tunes recently, and I want to play them for my lord."

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Cheng Wanqiao said: "I don't think it's early, so I'd better go back."

"Is Your Highness sleepy?"

"No."

Yuchen shook his fan, looking at the magnificent building decorated with palace lanterns in front of him, "Since you're not sleepy, I think this building is very lively, why don't you go in and have a look."

Cheng Wanqiao thought that Yuchen had lived in Yulingxi, a place with simple folk customs all year round, and he might not know what it was, so he had no choice but to explain: "This place is not a decent place, I think it's better not to go in."

"Oh?" Yuchen cast a sideways glance at the building full of palace lanterns, "Why is it so dishonest?"

"This..." Cheng Wanqiao was speechless.

Seeing him in trouble, Yuchen explained to himself, "This place is called brothel, and it's an ecstasy for men in the world. What's wrong with that?"

It turned out that he knew all about it.

Cheng Wanqiao always followed him. Since he knew what this place was, he had his reasons for wanting to go in. He said, "If you want to go in, go in."

Yuchen walked in front and led him in. When he reached the door, the old bustard saw Yuchen and his eyes lit up. ,Please come in."

The building was full of people, the rich boys hugged Hua Niang and laughed so hard that they couldn't see their teeth, and the sixty-year-olds also came to join in the fun. The men and women in the building were laughing and playing, and it was a bit noisy.

The scent of flowers mixed with the smell of wine rushed towards his face, Cheng Wanqiao frowned, and glanced inside, he also caught a glimpse of a few tables of guests calling out to the young men. Now that male style is prevalent, it is normal for there to be a few young men in the brothel.

Some guests in the building shouted impatiently, "Buddhist, didn't you say that there is a new young lady today? Where is it? Hurry up and invite me to come up, young master!"

Seemingly a master who cannot be offended, the bustard rushed over immediately, waving a round fan, "Mr. Xu, hurry up! Don't worry!"

"I can tell you, if today's young lady doesn't meet my wishes, I won't come to your Tianxiang Tower in the future."

"Mr. Xu, don't worry, the young lady I arranged for you today is definitely better than Pan An."

The rich man with a pot belly had sharp eyes, and he caught sight of the purple-clothed man who just came in from the door at a glance, and couldn't move his eyes away for a while, "I saw it, young master, yo, this time the goods are not bad!"

Cheng Wanqiao felt that the atmosphere was not right, since they came in, many people looked over, even the people who were teasing and playing were quiet and just stared at them.

Some people commented: "This young man is so good-looking, isn't he the young lady in the building?"

"It looks like he doesn't look like a man in the dust."

The potbellied kid from a rich family drank too much wine and came over staggeringly, with a smile on his slightly drunk face, "This young lady is so beautiful, come here, come to my arms! I will redeem you and marry you!" Go back and be your young lady."

Hearing this, Cheng Wanqiao angrily said, "Presumptuous!"

The kid from the rich family was taken aback by this drink, and then he straightened his round belly and glared at Cheng Wanqiao angrily, "Who are you? How dare you yell at me! Someone, tie him up!"

As soon as the words were finished, a group of people filed in from outside, surrounded the rich man with the fat head and pig ears, and pointed their swords at him.

The rich man was mostly sober from the wine, looking at the shiny sharp knife tip, he trembled, "This... this..."

The old bustard came over and whispered: "Mr. Xu, you are mistaken, this is not the young lady in the building."

"Then he is..."

Cheng Wanqiao has always been magnanimous, but when he thought of this person mistaking Yuchen for a young man and humiliating him, the fire in his heart was burning and he couldn't suppress it, "Come on, give me a slap!"

Two guards stepped forward to arrest the kid from a rich family, and the other stepped forward and slapped his fleshy face three times. These guards were all elite soldiers of the Imperial Army, and they all had a foundation in martial arts, so they didn't spare those slaps. Sensitive, slapped very loudly.

There were two red marks on the rich man's face. He raised his head, and was slapped so hard that he couldn't speak fluently, "You...do you know who I am? My second uncle is the minister of the Ministry of Industry!"

Cheng Wanqiao said coldly: "Then you just go back and file a complaint. If you are not convinced, let him come to me."

Yuchen on the side looked sideways at Cheng Wanqiao at this time. Although he had been fighting on the battlefield all year round and had the blood of countless people on his hands, he was a gentle and modest gentleman. He was also the first to lose his temper like today. See you next time.

However, his angry appearance is majestic.

"You're right, this place is not serious, in my opinion, it's not suitable to stay for a long time." Yu Chen said.

Cheng Wanqiao looked at him, and his eyes that were still angry just now became gentle, "Okay, let's go."

After leaving Tianxiang Tower, the two walked back.

It was already late at this time, except that the fireworks and willow alley was very lively, there were obviously fewer people in Ze'an Street.

"It's the first time I've seen His Highness so angry." Yu Chen said as he walked.

Cheng Wanqiao had indeed not been angry for a long time, he said: "That man is disrespectful to you, I slap him, it's a light punishment."

Yuchen looked at him, "So, Your Highness is angry because of me?"

Being looked at by him like this, Cheng Wanqiao didn't even dare to look at him out of the corner of his eyes. He just looked forward. He moved his lips, but he still didn't admit it in the end.