Chapter 20 Brothel Teaching 1 The next day, when it was getting dark, Jing Yirong walked into the small courtyard and said to Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin, who were practicing martial arts: "There is no need to practice martial arts tonight.
You go somewhere."
"Where?" Nalan Zhijin looked happy.
Jing Yirong glanced indifferently and said, "Come out of the palace."
"Get out of the palace!" Even Nalan Zhenqi couldn't calm down, "Master, are you really taking us out of the palace?"
"Have you never been out before?"
"Yes." The two of them nodded in unison.
"She is really the canary in the golden cage," Jing Yirong looked at Xiao Yan, "notify Nalan Qingyi and ask him to go out with us tonight."
Nalan Zhijin immediately said, "Master, didn't the prince say during lunch today that my father would come to discuss matters with him tonight?"
"Is this happening?" Jing Yirong frowned.
Xiao Yan nodded, "I remember correctly, the prince did say it during lunch."
"I forgot that. Zhenqi, Zhijin, you change your clothes, and I'll go find your prince brother." Jing Yirong ordered.
Nalan Qingyi stepped into the small courtyard at this time, "Yirong, are you looking for me? What's the matter?"
"It's better if you come and save me from looking for you. Change your clothes and leave the palace later."
"Leave the palace? But my father asked me to go over to discuss court matters with him after dinner. You came here just to say something to you." Nalan Qingyi looked at Jing Yirong in embarrassment, "I'm sorry to disappoint you.
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Jing Yirong looked directly at Nalan Qingyi, "Don't be embarrassed, I won't be disappointed, because you will accompany me out of the palace."
"Ah?" Nalan Qingyi looked indifferent.
Jing Yirong looked at Xiao Yan, "Go and tell the king that the prince accidentally fell while walking and broke his foot. He has to recuperate in the prince's womb today and cannot go to see him. If he wants to visit, tell him that the prince is asleep.
, it’s best not to disturb.”
"Yes," Xiao Yan stepped back as she was told.
"Wait a minute," Jing Yirong called to Xiao Yan, and Xiao Yan turned around in confusion, "What else does the Crown Princess have to say?"
"You go and come back quickly. We will change into men's clothes and accompany us out of the palace in a moment."
"Yes," Xiao Yan couldn't suppress the surprise on her face. She didn't expect that Jing Yirong would take her out of the palace. She lived in this palace for nearly a month. She had good food and good use but no freedom.
Nalan Qingyi looked at Jing Yirong in a daze, while Nalan Zhenqi frowned, "Master, you are committing the crime of deceiving the emperor. If the father finds out, the prince and you will be punished."
"Deceiving the king?" Jing Yirong approached Nalan Zhenqi with a smile like a flower, "I can call him father when I want to, and he is Nalan Zhenhai when I don't want to; I can treat him as the king when I am happy.
, he doesn’t even give a damn when I’m upset.”
Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin both widened their eyes. Although they had always known that their master was a witch, they did not expect that she would not even pay attention to their father.
"Okay, put away your surprised expressions," Jing Yirong patted the two of them, "Your father is the ruler of this country. He can give up everything for this country, even his own son. But he
But he will not give up the world for any of you. So don’t bully you. When you are bullied, he will not hold you in his arms and comfort you like a loving father. I believe you know this better than me. So don’t bully you.
Anyone who stands up to protect you, the only thing you have to do is to make yourself strong, remember that there will never be anyone who is not afraid of the strong."
The two nodded silently, wondering whether being born into an emperor's family would bring more glory or sorrow.
Nalan Qingyi finally left the palace with them.
In the carriage, Nalan Zhijin looked at Xiao Yan and Jing Yirong's men's attire and felt it was novel, "Master, why do you have to dress up as a man?" "Do you know what kind of men your master hates the most?" Jing Yirong
He closed his eyes and asked the question without answering.
Nalan Zhijin shook his head.
Jing Yirong continued: "A man who talks a lot."
Nalan Zhijin stuck out his tongue and stopped talking.
Nalan Qingyi shook her head with a smile, and her soft eyes fell on Jing Yirong's elegant cheeks. Because she was disguised as a man, she didn't wear any makeup, but she looked unusually delicate and sharp. Her black silk hair was tied up on her head with a cotton belt.
Behind her, a few strands of hair swayed down from the sides of her cheeks, adding a dash of heroism to her delicate cheeks. Her frosty aura instantly transformed her into an extraordinarily handsome and noble 'him'.
The carriage stopped, and the place it wanted to reach had been reached. Nalan Qingyi opened her eyes, but she ran into Nalan Qingyi's doting and loving eyes that she had no time to take back. Her heart suddenly tightened, and she immediately opened her eyes.
Nalan Qingyi also looked away with a flushed face and immediately got off the carriage. He probably did not expect that Jing Yirong would suddenly open his eyes.
Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin had already got off the carriage. Nalan Qingyi stood beside them and saw their stunned expressions and asked, "What's wrong?"
Nalan Zhenqi raised his head and pointed at the gorgeous building in front of him, "Brother Prince, where is this place?"
Nalan Qingyi raised his head and saw that there were three golden characters engraved on Sandalwood's flat forehead, 'Xiu Xiang Pavilion'. He immediately turned his attention to Jing Yirong who got out of the car, "Yirong, what is this?"
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"Don't know how to read?" Jing Yirong straightened his clothes, "Didn't you still discuss women's issues last night? Today I will bring Zhenqi and Zhijin to learn."
"But they are still young..."
Before Nalan Qingyi finished speaking, Jing Yirong walked in first. Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin looked at Nalan Qingyi sympathetically and followed her in. Xiao Yan also didn't expect Jing Yi
Rong would actually bring them to a place like this, but when he saw that Jing Yirong had already gone in, he followed them in anyway.
The head shopkeeper of Xiuxiang Pavilion immediately came up to him. At first glance, he was attracted by his outstanding handsome appearance and unique temperament. He looked up and down Jing Yi's appearance. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't remember who this young master was.
, it was not until Nalan Qingyi appeared that she spoke clearly, "Which young master did I think he was from? He has such extraordinary magnanimity. It turns out he is a friend of His Highness the Crown Prince. The fourth mother is really disrespectful. I wonder which attic do you want, young master?"
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"We don't need the attic, we can just sit down in the hall." Jing Yirong said in a cold tone.
Si Niang immediately smiled and twisted her waist, "Young Master, you have a distinguished status. I am afraid that your nobility will be stained in this hall. It is better to choose a loft that is cleaner. Si Niang, I will help you find someone from the upper class."
The girl is waiting for you."
No matter how elegant Xiuxiang Pavilion is, it is a place for men to have fun. The twenty-four small attics cannot be occupied by just one person, but the main hall can be entered as long as you have a lot of money, and there are even people from the Yu Kingdom outside.
How could such chaos allow the current prince to be in this hall.
"I have taken a fancy to the location on the second floor of this hall. If you talk nonsense again, I will make you speechless forever." Jing Yirong pointed to the center of the second floor and said, sitting there you can view the entire hall.
You can see the scene clearly and you won't be disturbed easily.
After listening to Jing Yirong's words, Siniang knew that he was not an ordinary character. Since the guest had asked her to do so, she nodded quickly and led the group up to the second floor. After a few people sat down, they
A table of wine and food was served.
Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin entered such a fragrant place for the first time out of the palace. They were so red-faced that they didn't know where to look. They lowered their heads and took chopsticks to eat into the butterflies. They didn't know that they were
Just put whatever you picked up into your mouth and eat it.
Jing Yirong looked indifferent, "You were quite generous when we chatted last night, why don't you dare to watch it now?"
"Master, they are all low-status women. They earn money by selling their bodies. How can we look at their debauched behavior?" Nalan Zhenqi has read books by saints since he was a child. See what is inappropriate and don't hear what is inappropriate.
Just be familiar with the heart.
Jing Yirong listened silently and then asked, "Zhenqi, Zhijin, what do you think the status of the slaves around you is?"
Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin looked at each other, "Of course they are humble."
Jing Yirong suddenly glared at the two of them, grabbed them by their collars, and the two of them leaned forward, with confused expressions on their faces, "Master."
"I brought you here just to show you how these lowly women in your eyes survive and support themselves," Jing Yirong opened the two of them lightly and laughed mockingly, "You claim to be superior to others, but you eat
Yes, everything is paid by others. If your identity as a prince were removed, I’m afraid you would be worse than a beggar.”
Nalan Zhenqi was startled, while Nalan Zhijin pursed his lips.
Xiao Yan could not hide her surprise. She had known for a long time that the person she was following was unusual, but she did not expect that she would have such an idea. In her eyes, the pampered and noble prince was worse than a prostitute who used her body to support herself.
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Nalan Qingyi, who grew up among the people, agreed with Jing Yirong's view.
Nalan Zhenqi was silent for a moment and retorted, "Why don't people who can even sell their own bodies be humble?"
"If they hadn't sold their bodies, they would have been dead for who knows how many years." Jing Yirong said, looking at the woman in the hall downstairs with revealing clothes and rouged face.
"It would be better for the jade to be broken than for the tiles to be intact." Nalan Zhenqi looked upright and awe-inspiring, "If she were a chaste and loyal woman, she would never do such a thing even if she died."
Jing Yirong stood up, and Nalan Qingyi immediately said, "Seventh brother is right."
Jing Yirong ignored Nalan Qingyi and just sat next to Nalan Zhenqi, pouring him a glass of wine, "It's easy to die, but difficult to live. But a man can have three wives and four concubines.
Why should a woman remain chaste?"
"Yirong." Nalan Qingyi was helpless, her thoughts were too bold.
"Zhenqi, let me ask you again, do you think you, the aloof prince, are more respected, or are these women who work hard to live no matter how much others look down on them?" Jing Yirong spoke softly.
Slow, even gentler than usual, but it made me feel cold all over.
Nalan Zhenqi remained silent, unwilling to answer Jing Yirong's question.
Jing Yirong nodded understandingly and looked at Nalan Zhijin, "Is it because you are a prince that you also think you are great?"
Nalan Zhijin thought for a long time before nodding calmly.
"Since you all want to be a teacher so much, I'll teach you another trick." Jing Yirong dropped all the dishes in the bowl on the ground and placed the empty bowl in front of the two of them. "Go down and ask for ten copper coins from a woman you think is a lowly person."