"Poor monk, poor monk dare not..."
The outcome was clearly decided, yet he still tried to make excuses for himself:
"But, I've always been good at predicting the future! Although that old man is in trouble now, he will definitely be successful in the future, and will definitely... will definitely have many children and grandchildren, Your Majesty!"
Jiang Zhiyu sat behind the emperor and couldn't help but think.
[Bah! At such an old age, with kidney failure! How can you expect to have many children and grandchildren? And all of them with the surname Wang?]
emperor:……
Too lazy to listen to Tan Luan's chatter, the emperor raised his hand.
"In that case, then we will keep Tanluan under guard first. When I have a large family with children and grandchildren, I will have Chuji personally ask him to come out."
Upon hearing this, Tan Luan's pupils shrank and he exclaimed unwillingly:
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, please think twice..."
In the end, he was dragged away by the Royal Guards.
The people were silent, but they were really curious about what Master Wujing wrote on the note.
No one wanted to leave.
The guard who investigated the strong man reported:
"Your Majesty, although that man has practiced martial arts since he was young, he is now..."
He hesitated to speak, stammering and hesitating, not daring to tell the truth and pollute the emperor's ears.
But this will make the emperor more curious, right?
"But you can say it!"
With the emperor's assurance, the guard spoke boldly.
"Yes! That man is now living in Qingfeng Pavilion..."
When everyone heard this, they were all surprised.
The women and children watching covered their faces in shame.
No one could have imagined that such a strong man would be a male prostitute in Qingfeng Pavilion...
The emperor coughed twice awkwardly and turned to ask Wu Jing.
"I wonder what the master wrote on the paper that made him cover his face and cry so bitterly?"
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