In Yingchuan City, the bustling streets are full of cars and horses, and people are flowing in. You can hear the shouts and sounds of business everywhere. There are many shops on both sides of the street, and all kinds of shop signs and flags are fluttering in the wind.
"Yutaijiao" in the west of the city is the largest brothel in Yingchuan City. This gentle town is a place where princes, nobles, literati and refined people in the capital gather for recreation.
In the distance, a carriage carved with huanghuali trees stopped at the entrance of Yutai Jiao. Bupo got out of the sedan and helped Si Wushang get out of the carriage.
Si Wushang's white clothes were as white as snow, and his eyebrows were like paintings. A little cinnabar between his eyebrows added a bit of elegance to his beauty, which attracted countless people to stop and watch, but they did not notice a pair of strange eyes in the distance.
The old madam smoked a cigarette and was dressed in fiery red. Although she still had the charm of a MILF with a plump figure, she was once the number one here. She waved the brocade handkerchief in her hand with a flattering look on her face.
"Hanyan has met Prince Zheng."
Si Wushang did not speak. Bupo next to him looked at the old madam with some contempt. If he had not accompanied the prince, he would not have come to such a place of flowers and willows.
"Give the prince a nice private room and ask for a girl who can play the piano."
She covered her mouth with a cigarette and said with a sweet smile: "Of course when the prince comes, he will ask the best girl here. Why not ask the court lady Die Yi to serve the prince."
Si Wushang just curled his lips slightly. The purpose of his coming here was Dieyi. He agreed to the madam's proposal and ordered people to take Prince Zheng to the private room on the third floor.
As soon as he entered the room, a strong smell of ambergris rushed into his nostrils. Si Wushang found a seat and sat down. The maids brought him the finest fragrant tea. Bupo ordered: "Take away the incense.
Get down!"
After sending the person away, Bupo bent down and took out a silver needle from his waist and put it into the cup, "Your Majesty, our people saw that Gong Yichu had a close relationship with the oiran here."
Si Wushang's deep phoenix eyes narrowed slightly. Although Gongyichu and Murong Xuan were father and son but they were not of the same mind, there seemed to be another force behind Gongyichu.
A few moments later, she was wearing a glazed satin skirt with pale pink flowers painted on it. A transparent ribbon was tied three times around her waist, and a glazed ribbon on her arm was tied into a bow. Her gentle and soft hair was gently tied up.
She stood up, her hair on her temples was loosely scattered, and water-pink pearl flowers were inserted diagonally in her bun. The oiran lady was considered a beauty of national beauty.
Butterfly clothes and lotus steps came to the private room. In the past two days, Prince Zheng came to Yutai Jiao. He just wanted to find a private room and listen to the music with any girl. No one was allowed to disturb her.
If Dieyi wants to prevent Murong Xuan from getting those two things from Prince Zheng, she must destroy the relationship between Prince Zheng and Murong Yingluo. She doesn't believe that Prince Zheng is like the rumors.
If you take the initiative to find your mother, if Prince Zheng comes, remember to ask her to accompany you.
Dieyi Yingying leaned over and said, "Dieyi has met the prince."
Even though he was beautiful and fragrant, Prince Zheng did not look at her twice, "I would like to listen to some soothing music."
"yes!"
Dieyi found a seat and sat down, lowered her eyebrows, put her bare hands on the guqin, and plucked the strings with her slender jade fingers. Her jade fingers played like flowing clouds and flowing water, and the melody was melodious and soft, like pearls falling on a plate.
Si Wushang closed his eyes slightly and listened to the music of the piano. The corner of Die Yi's eyes kept paying attention to Prince Zheng's expression, and saw that he had a leisurely look, which was not the way ordinary nobles come to a brothel to have fun.
After finishing the song, Si Wushang opened his eyes and said quietly: "The elegant rhyme of "Qu Yun Feng He" flows gracefully and leisurely, as if seeing the quiet water surface rippled with sparkling ripples, and the breeze passing by the green lotus pond, stirring up the waves.
The leaves are graceful and graceful, and the artistic conception is quite beautiful."
Dieyi Su let go of the strings with his hand, Ruoyue Jiaojiao smiled slightly, "Prince Zheng is really Dieyi's soulmate, but Dieyi feels that Prince Zheng is not like what the legend says."
Waves of light as vast as glass faintly swept over her face, unlike ordinary brothel girls, whose brows were delicate but not charming.
Qinglang smiled and said: "Anecdotal! I have never heard of this king. What on earth do you say about me?"
"It is rumored that the reason why the prince is not in the palace every day is because Prince Zheng married a fierce wife!"
Si Wushang's brows were still soft and his smile was long, "My princess is more masculine and less feminine, but she is not a shrew. My rapid body growth is also due to the princess's treatment."
Dieyi smiled and said: "The prince and the princess have a deep relationship. The rumors spread throughout Yingchuan City overnight. It is really outrageous. How can a man like the prince be a henpecked person?"
"Bold!" Bupo shouted when he saw how bold this woman was.
Dieyi hurriedly stood up and leaned over Yingying, her eyes were as bright as autumn water, and her red lips were smiling, "Dieyi has always been a prostitute rather than a prostitute. Although she is a brothel girl, she is definitely not a flatterer. All she wants in life is to find someone who understands
The person who plays the piano." Such an explicit and heartfelt entrustment is very bold.
There is no doubt that such a brothel girl is just pretending to be noble, openly seducing the prince on the basis of her beauty, and climbing up the ladder when she sees Gao Zhier. How could the prince fall in love with such a vulgar girl?
Si Wushang looked at Dieyi with great interest. This woman had a great connection with Gongyichu. It seemed that the forces behind Gongyichu had also set their sights on him.
At this time, there was a noise at the door, and Si Wushang frowned slightly, "Bupo, let's see who is coming?"
At this time, the door of the room was kicked open, and a tall and thin man in a blue brocade robe, about sixteen or seventeen years old, was not handsome, but he was very handsome.
His face was slightly hunched, and he smelled of alcohol. It looked like he was a little drunk. Si Wushang also recognized this person. He was Lin Rongxuan, the younger brother of Lin Manxue, the son of the prime minister.
"Bold, Prince Zheng will never tolerate your arrogance here again!" Bupo shouted.
Lin Rongxuan seemed to be angrily shouting, looking at Dieyi in front of her with drunken eyes, holding her wrist, "Dieyi, you promised to accompany me!"
Dieyi stretched out his hand and moved away the palm that was resting on his arm, and said with a cold expression: "Mr. Lin, it is not convenient for Dieyi to greet Mr. Lin because he has a distinguished guest."
"Who is it! Who dares to snatch the butterfly clothes from me!"
Rong Xuan deliberately used alcohol to find trouble. Prince Zheng had known for a long time that his sister Lin Manxue was devoted to her, and he blatantly chose the concubine of the Murong family. He simply looked down on the Lin family.
Si Wushang is just a frail and sickly good-for-nothing prince, what's so great about him? He's just a bit more handsome. With his sister's appearance, there are countless people in Yingchuan City who want to marry her.
But the elder sister refused to give up and accidentally learned from the Queen Mother that Princess Zheng actually attacked Prince Zheng, so Murong Yingluo was punished, so she thought of a way to deal with Murong Yingluo.
He and his sister had a deep relationship and could not bear to see her being humiliated. The rumors in the public were all caused by their siblings.
Si Wushang raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Rongxuan, his heart filled with contempt. The Lin family were just lackeys around the Queen Mother.
Even if his father comes, he doesn't take it seriously, but he has always shown himself to be frail and gentle, and will not slap himself in the mouth as a last resort.
"Bupo, there is no Yaxing anymore, let's go!"
Lin Rongxuan stumbled towards him and pushed towards him, slamming into Si Wushang. Si Wushang took the opportunity to step back several times without letting him touch him, and covered his heart with his hands to pretend to be frightened.
At this time, Bupo punched him in the eye socket with one punch after another. Lin Rongxuan's kung fu was not weak, and she dodged by sticking close to his cheek. She opened her sleepy eyes and said, "Who are you! How dare you hit me, this young master."
Si Wushang had already concluded from his evasive moves that he was pretending to be drunk and he couldn't make a move, so he signaled Bupo to teach him a lesson.
Si Wushang retreated to the corner, and the two of them started fighting in the room. Lin Rongxuan seemed drunk and hazy, but her moves were very clear.
Dieyi originally wanted to test King Zheng, but she didn't expect that Lin Rongxuan would come out halfway and ruin his good deeds. She was afraid that if there was a fuss, King Zheng would not come back again, so she looked at the guqin on the desk.
Si Wushang's eyes also fell on the guqin. Bupo understood the idea and kicked the guqin down. It fell to the ground and broke into two pieces.
Dieyi rushed over in a hurry and cried with tears in her eyes: "My guqin, this is a relic left by my mother to Dieyi."
When Lin Rongxuan heard Dieyi crying, she paused for a moment and was directly pushed to the ground by Bupo.
Si Wushang watched Bupo subdue him, "Bupo let him go, the young master of the Lin family is just drunk."
Then he looked at Dieyi who was squatting on the ground and crying and said: "Miss Dieyi, it was my king's men who broke your guqin. In the future, the king of Japan will order someone to send a pair of guqins."