Prostitution

The night was dark and windless, and the stars hung high.

Suddenly, a short, shrill scream pierced the quiet night sky.

Wen Wuyu sat up suddenly, but the screams were like auditory hallucinations, and the surroundings were surrounded by the silence that Kui Ye should have.

The next day, Wen Wuyu, with a tight voice, couldn't count his words, and quietly asked Wen Qu if he heard any strange noises last night.

Wen Qu replied lightly that the mattress in the palace was fragrant and soft, and he slept until dawn, not to mention how comfortable it was.

On the second day, Wen Wuyu was awakened again, and the screaming continued for a while, and it sounded more miserable than last time.

So I asked Wen Qu the same question.Got a free roll eye and was called suspicious.

Facts have proved that sleeping like a dead pig is not all a bad thing, otherwise Wen Qu, who is afraid of ghosts, may spend the second half of the night with his eyes open.

On the third day, Wen Wuyu wrapped his quilt and was squeezed into Wenqu's room. He bet 500 taels that the palace was haunted.Wen Qu turned his nostrils to the sky to express his disbelief.In the night, the two of them drank five large pots of refreshing tea, and ran to the hut twenty or thirty times. Finally, after Yin Shi passed, the miserable cry was erratic, like a ghost howling.

Wen Qu, who was dozing off, was so frightened that he sat down on the ground directly. The ghostly howls continued, and he rushed to the bed, hid in the quilt and shivered.

Wen Wuyu broke his throat laughing so hard that he was going crazy, he had no choice but to recite the Tao Te Ching in a hoarse voice to lull him to sleep.

It is a common problem in the world to forget the pain when the scar is healed.

After waking up, Wen Qu regained his fearless spirit. Under Wen Wuyu's instigation and inducement, the idle master and servant decided to visit their neighbors.

There is only one true lord in the palace, but there are more than a dozen male favourites. Under the same roof, it's another matter whether they are favored or not. The identities of each other's rivals in love are ambiguous.

Therefore, after the two masters and servants reported their homes, they didn't even have to exchange pleasantries, and they were shut down all the way.

But the heavens had eyes, and they didn't let them go back empty-handed, and a kind-hearted young man among them offered a few words of courtesy.The general news is that the prince has changed into a new favorite. A young lady who went to the Lianyi Pavilion that day accidentally spilled the tea and scalded the prince because he was serving in front of the prince. I don't know how to deal with it. He disappeared without a trace, and everyone knew it, as if no such person existed in the palace.

Thinking of howling ghosts all night, Wen Qu was quite frightened.The so-called "no fear, no fear" is nothing more than a superficial appearance. In essence, it is a paper tiger. On the way back, his calves were trembling.

Trembling, he made a request to Wen Wuyu, "Master...I...I want to raise a blue cow."

"Why raise green cattle?" Wen Wuyu didn't keep up with his thoughts for the first time.

Wen Qu added, "...Didn't you tell the story of Laozi taming the big green bull..."

Wen Wuyu was relieved that this guy still remembered, "Yes."

"...The big green cow must have been imbued with Lao Tzu's immortal spirit. It is kept at home to keep the house safe from evil spirits. We must raise one."

Wen Wuyu supported his forehead, "You might as well offer a statue of the Supreme Lord."

"I don't care, I want the big green cow, it's alive."

Wen Qu insisted on his own opinion.

The matter of wanting Qingniu, due to the seriousness of the matter, reached Yuan Cheng's ears in the afternoon.

I've seen people who want gold and silver or brocades, and at worst, some who want a cat or dog for entertainment. The gods want green cattle!Beating gongs and drums all over the street to look for it, but I can't find a strange flower as unexpected as the two of them.

The fragrance in the pavilion is thick, and the tiredness strikes people.

Yuan Cheng lay on his side on a soft couch and fell asleep, his clothes were a little disheveled, as if Fang had passed through a cloud of rain.

The two young men knelt beside him and beat his back and rubbed his legs. They were extremely cautious in every movement, for fear that something too serious would offend this master.

There was no one in the mansion just now, maybe one day it will be their turn.

After all, this glorious palace is like a golden house full of thorns. People outside the palace want to come in, but people inside the palace want to go out.

The two master and servant stood there and touched a stick of incense, and heard a broken whisper, and then the screen was removed.

Yuan Cheng yawned and sat up, glanced at the two of them, "Who wants to raise cattle in the palace?"

Wen Qu quickly raised his hand tremblingly, "It's a small one."

Yuan Cheng cast a look that was indeed yours, "Tell me a reason."

Wen Qu faltered and couldn't open his mouth, and he wouldn't dare to say that the palace is haunted if he gave him ten courage.

On the side, Wen Wuyu took over the words with a weak voice, "Reporting to the lord, he has always dreamed of his parents crying to him these days, feeling sorry for the dozens of pigs that died in natural disasters. He is very filial, and he wanted a pig I don’t think it’s appropriate to raise cattle, so I suggest him to raise cattle.”

Wen Qu hurriedly nodded in agreement, his voice was as soft as a mosquito, "Yes... I didn't expect this to alarm the prince... It doesn't matter if you don't raise it."

This guy is obviously much less timid than a few days ago, Yuan Cheng raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth curled into a meaningful arc, he leaned forward to tease him, but the hair hanging behind his back was unintentionally caught by the shoulder-beating young man, he was cold With a hiss, his face was stretched three feet long, and he scolded,

"Damn things!"

The two young men scrambled and knelt down in front of him, "My lord, forgive me..."

Wen Qu also seemed to be frightened, and his body tensed up.

But at the next moment, the prince kicked one of them over, turned around and pulled out the sword hanging on the carved wall.

A cold light suddenly appeared.

With two bangs, the bloody head and the felled young lady fell on the feet of the two at the same time, blood splashed across the two of them, the white robes looked like new clothes, and the red plums were dotted with kapok branches.

The whole process took place in the blink of an eye.

Wen Qu stared blankly, his face blushing, "Ah..."

With a scream, he hurriedly hid behind Wen Wuyu, buried his face in his robe and rubbed desperately.

On the neck of the corpse with its head cut off, dark red blood gurgled and smudged, like maggots wriggling towards Wen Wuyu's feet.

"Lian Qi, throw it out of the house." Yuan Cheng couldn't breathe, he threw the sword casually, and the bright sword body was put into the sheath.

The servants came in one after another, dragged away the limp young lady who looked like mud, and sprinkled water on the ground. After a short time, the Nuan Pavilion was restored to its original state, much cleaner than before.

Yuan Cheng calmly sat down, his expression as usual.

"Is the green cow still raised?"

It was the first time for Wen Qu to experience such a bloody scene in person. Now the voice from the high seat was like the seductress of the nether world. He closed his eyes tightly, his whole body trembled involuntarily, and his tongue was also tied. words,

"No... raise...."

Compared to his master, he was very calm, his eyes were downcast, and his fair face was expressionless.

Hearing Yan Yuancheng laughed, "That won't work, Baishan filial piety is the first, turn around and ask the housekeeper for it."

"However, Qingming is approaching. Let me remind you that no matter how filial you are, you must not burn incense and paper in the palace." Yuan Cheng continued.

"I would like to follow the teachings of the prince." Wen Wuyu replied with a bow.

But Wenqu buzzing behind him could not make a sound.

Yuancheng stared at him for a while, and finally he said,

"So, the day before Qingming, Mr. Wen is getting ready, so let's go for an outing."

When he was done he waved his hand.

Wen Wuyu lowered his voice and reminded Wenqu, "Let's go."

Wen Qu didn't dare to lift his head and bowed a big bow, hastily and hurriedly took a step first.

Wen Wuyu walked squarely, but when he stepped out of the threshold, his legs softened for some reason, and he stabilized in time when his knee was about to touch the ground. The embarrassing scene didn't happen, but he still made Yuan Cheng laugh, with a clear smile The sound echoed in his ears for a long time.