Chapter 122 Dream Tower
On the second day after the letter was delivered, Zhao Fangye asked Sun Shuo to personally bring people to bring Zhang Wenwen into the palace. It was almost noon when the troops arrived at the outskirts of Beijing.
Sun Shuo walked at the front of the team, his eyes involuntarily looking towards the small courtyard that day. This time, there was no more smoke rising from the small courtyard.
Frowning, Sun Shuo focused his gaze forward. Take people to Zhang's house.
Zhang Wenwen didn't have much luggage, just a few common clothes and some books. The young man standing at the door said to the farewell man, "Take good care of the house. If you have any problems, ask someone to tell me."
"Yes, Master." the man said respectfully.
Then, Zhang Wenwen turned to look at Sun Shuo: "Let's go."
"Please in, sir." Sun Shuo watched the people get on the carriage, turned his horse around and led a group of people towards the capital.
On the way back, Sun Shuo looked at the small courtyard under the shadow of the tree and still saw no movement. It was noon, the gate to the courtyard was closed and there was no smoke from cooking.
After sending Zhang Wenwen to the palace, Sun Shuo left the palace. As soon as he left the palace, he walked to an alley somewhere in the capital and blew the specially made bamboo flute in his hand.
As a different melody sounded, a man in black appeared out of nowhere in the alley.
"How rare! I wonder what important matter the imperial guard wants to see me about?" The man was dressed in a black tights and had a nonchalant smile on his face.
A pair of phoenix eyes were slightly raised, with a sharp look.
The man crossed his arms and walked around him, his eyes catching the palace badge hanging around his waist. He said directly: "What a good stuff, it looks so valuable. Brother, you are really lucky. Unlike me, I have been working as a secret agent for so many years."
Sun Shuo ignored his sarcastic joke and reached out to take the badge back. She looked at him and said, "Yingwu, stop being so sour. Didn't you ask me to buy you a drink? Let's go."
"It's time to return the favor. I won't be polite then." Ying Wu put his hand on his shoulder: "The wine in the capital should be the Drunken Life and Dream of Death from Qimeng Tower. Since you want to treat me, show your sincerity."
Damn this guy, Sun Shuo cursed in his heart. This guy never touches bad wine. Only choose good wine to drink. All the money earned throughout the year was spent on drinking.
Qimenglou is the largest brothel in Beijing, specially for the enjoyment of dignitaries. It is a veritable den of money. It seems that he is going to spend a lot of money today.
Sun Shuo shook his shoulders and shook his hand away, saying, "Wait for me to change my appearance and then go with you."
"That's true." Ying Wu looked him up and down and then looked at himself: "Let's go, together. Girls won't like us dressed like this."
Hearing his obscene words, Sun Shuo couldn't help but roll his eyes. He is now a person close to the emperor. If he is seen by someone with ulterior motives, it will only cause trouble.
A moment later, two elegant young men of average looks appeared at the gate of Qimeng Tower. The girls in the building immediately surrounded them: "Sir...you are here! I have been missing you so much..."
Looking at a group of girls in light clothes and makeup rushing towards him, Sun Shuo subconsciously took a few steps back. His brows furrowed unconsciously.
On the other hand, Ying Wu was very calm. He hugged the girls on both sides smoothly and gracefully, with a look of great enjoyment on his face.
"Sir..." Seeing his cold face, the girls thought he was shy and kept coming forward to pull him: "Sir, is this your first time here? Don't be shy..."
Sun Shuo's face almost turned black as he stretched out his hands to block their hands that were climbing up like vines. Ying Wu, who was standing by, said casually, "Don't pay attention to him, sisters. He is just so unromantic."
As he said this, he hugged the person and walked into the building: "Sisters, please find us a table and bring us another pot of Zui Sheng Meng Si."
The girls in Qimenglou are not stupid either, they are very perceptive. After hearing what Ying Wu said, he was no longer obsessed with Sun Shuo. Lead them to the second floor.
"Gentlemen, you have come at the right time today. Today is the auspicious day in the building. The view from the second floor is good and here is close to the window. Please come and support us when the time comes." The girl who brought them upstairs smiled seductively while waving the round fan in her hand. After settling them down, she ordered someone to bring some wine.
After sitting down, Sun Shuo looked around. Their location was on the second floor, with screens separating the two sides to form a small compartment. On the side is a huge window. You can have a panoramic view of what is happening in the building.
Looking towards the high platform in the middle of the hall, Sun Shuo stood by the window and asked, "What is Fangze Day?"
"You don't know this? Brother Sun, you are such an unsophisticated person." Ying Wu leaned on the cushion with his legs bent, mockingly saying, "Brother Sun, do you know what it means to have a kiss? This is the day for girls in the building to bid for their virginity. The one who bids the highest price can have a kiss."
So that's how it is. Sun Shuo's brows deepened. He has always been disgusted with this kind of thing. If one is not desperate, who would be willing to sell their body for a deal?
The situation was turbulent and the common people could no longer survive, so they had to sell their daughters to make a living. It's sad to think about it. Therefore, there was a hint of pity in his eyes when he looked at the heavily made-up girls in the building.
The drinks were served and Yingwu reached out to pour himself a glass. The wine tasted mellow and sweet when it went down his throat. He praised the wine glass, "Not bad, not bad. This drunken life and dream of death is not in vain. Brother Sun, would you like to have a drink too?"
Ying Wu raised his glass to him, but Sun Shuo sat there unmoved. His face looked tangled and confused. Yingwu became interested when he saw him like this.
Suddenly she sat up straight, staring at him intently with interest in her eyes: "You're not just treating me to a drink today? Tell me what's going on?"
This old friend of his is a thick-skinned person with a thick brain. In all the years they have known each other, he has never asked him for help with any personal matters except for official matters.
Except last time I asked him to find a woman and deliver a letter.
Sun Shuo felt at a loss as to what to do under his gaze. He touched his nose uncomfortably, sat down on the cushion, and cleared his throat: "That... is..."
Sun Shuo clenched his fists involuntarily, not knowing what he was doing. But deep down I care about it. Just give up.
"Well... the woman I asked you to find last time. How are they doing now?"
"Woman? Is that woman your sweetheart?" Ying Wu turned the wine glass and deliberately misinterpreted his meaning: "But if you look for her in person, she is too old... If you look for someone else..."
Yingwu stopped talking and looked at him with interest.
"Ying Wu!" Sun Shuo rarely got angry: "Be serious. I'm serious."
"Okay, okay." Ying Wu spread his hands. "That family was originally a concubine of a famous and noble family. Later, they were suppressed and retaliated by the main wife. They looked sick and not in good health. The prince sent someone to find a villa for them to live in the suburbs of Beijing."
"That's all?" Sun Shuo saw that he had finished speaking and wanted to ask something, but the atmosphere by the window suddenly became heated.
"Why is there a man here? Since when did Qimenglou start accepting prostitutes as disciples? But he is good-looking, and his temperament is more outstanding than that of ordinary girls with rouge and powder."
"How much is this young man? I want it!"
Several people, both men and women, were brought up to the high platform in the hall. But there is only one man in the middle. Sitting in the armchair, his expression was a little strange, as if he was crying and laughing at the same time. The girl next to her had a numb expression on her face and no other expression could be seen.
"This is interesting." Ying Wu looked at the man in the middle: "It's a shame to be so handsome."
Sun Shuo originally had no interest in it, as he always disdained forcing women of good character into prostitution. But for some reason, I took a glance at him.
Just one glance and Sun Shuo's pupils trembled. He stood up suddenly and knocked over the wine cup on the table, and the wine dripped all over Yingwu.
Liang Xiuzhu! How come he is here?
"What are you crazy about?" Looking at Sun Shuo who ran to the window and stared at the man, Ying Wu asked sharply, "Why? He's your lover? Why are you reacting so strongly?"
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