Chapter 9 Chapter 9 Lust makes one lose their mind!
There was music and singing in the Huanhai Tower.
In the middle stands a nine-curve white jade bridge. At the bridge head, an actor's fingertips stroke the bridge, and the sound of the pipa is like pearls falling on a plate, drowning out the noise in the hall.
In the elegant room of the atrium corridor on the third floor, a thin young man wore a jade crown and a sky-blue brocade robe, his skin was as white as fresh snow under the cold moon, untainted by the mundane world.
"Master." A young man in a blue shirt beside the young master picked up some cakes from the table and stuffed them into his mouth, stuffing his cheeks until they were bulging. "Right away, after the actor finishes singing, the fantasy show will begin."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of the pipa stopped abruptly and the thousands of bright lights in the dome suddenly went out.
In the darkness, a cluster of blue flames exploded without warning on the white jade bridge, turning into starlight that filled the void.
"Wow! It's started!" Xinghe shouted excitedly.
Wen Xing's eyes lit up, absorbed in the magic show in the courtyard, when he suddenly heard a voice beside him: "It's Master Wen, what a coincidence. Can I sit here?"
The galaxy in the darkness immediately started to sound alarm bells. When did this person approach? Why didn't he notice it at all?
He was about to draw his sword, but the man gently pushed the hilt, and the sword, which had just been extended three inches, returned to its place in an instant.
Xinghe:!
At this moment, a firework exploded, and the dark night was torn apart by the strong light.
Wen Xing took advantage of the fleeting light to look and saw Ning Wujie in a plain white straight-cut casual suit with narrow sleeves, a jade hairpin in his hair, and a belt around his waist. The tall and graceful young man stood before him, like a jade mountain suppressing the foul wind in the courtyard.
The strong light illuminated the profiles of the two people and then quickly went out.
Wen Xing was in a trance for a moment.
"Ning Wujie?"
Wow——
The bright lights in the dome suddenly lit up, as if it were daytime.
Xinghe, who was about to draw his sword again, paused and asked, "Master, do you know him?"
Ning Wujie looked at the ever-changing performance in the courtyard and answered for Wen Xing: "Of course I know him."
Wen Xing was surprised.
Does a kid like Ning Wujie, who comes from a good family, also visit brothels?
He suddenly became curious and smiled, "Please sit down."
Ning Wujie lifted the hem of his robe and sat down beside him, "I'm glad to hear that you, Master, have such a refined taste."
They came to the private room to investigate the case. Isn’t the auction held underground?
The people he ordered were already outside the auction house, waiting for his order.
But this tyrant didn't go underground to look for treasures, but ran upstairs to watch the show?
At this time, a flower girl in the courtyard spit out a ball of fire from her mouth while dancing, which attracted cheers from the whole room.
Wen Xing looked at him with interest: "Aren't you the same?"
Ning Wujie: ...
Same, then why are you still here?
Ning Wujie saw that the flower girl in the courtyard was only wearing an almost transparent gauze, with a bellyband hanging in front of her chest, her shoulders, back and arms were completely exposed, and the golden bells on her ankles were shaking and making tiny sounds when she was dancing barefoot.
He suddenly clenched the cup.
So that’s how it is. You have to look at beautiful women while investigating a case?
Haha, he is indeed a tyrant!
Lust makes one lose one's mind!
boom--
The flames that came out of Hua Niang's mouth suddenly turned into a flaming phoenix, rushing straight to the dome, and then bursting into stars in the sky.
Wen Xing understood, so the so-called magic show was like a combination of magic and acrobatics.
It's quite interesting.
As a modern person, he has seen endless entertainment activities, so Hua Niang's outfit is nothing strange to him.
He was not interested and wanted to see Ning Wujie's reaction, but he saw that the other party was staring at Hua Niang in the field.
Huh? Is it really that pretty?
Ning Wujie likes this kind of heavy makeup? What a surprise.
Wen Xing was surprised.
The three people in the private room were looking at Hua Niang in the field, one with a dark face and the other with confusion.
Only Xinghe kept exclaiming "Wow!"
Soon Hua Niang left the stage, and the scene at the White Jade Bridge changed. Suddenly, a table appeared, and the storyteller walked from the end of the bridge. After taking a seat, he slammed the gavel and said, "Let's continue from the previous chapter!"
Wen Xing's attention was immediately drawn to the storyteller.
"Let's say General Lin caught the eye of the Emperor of the Great Yong Dynasty. The Phoenix Spring Grace Chariot brought him to the palace, and the Jade Palace and Silver Palace became a golden cage, a place to hide his beauty on the Dragon Bed!"
"cough--!"
Ning Wujie choked on a mouthful of tea and started coughing.
He coughed so hard that a thin layer of red spread from his neck to his ears.
Wen Xing looked back at him and raised an eyebrow, "Why are you drinking so fast?"
As he spoke, he pushed the teapot towards Ning Wujie, "No one is trying to snatch it from you."
Ning Wujie looked at him with a complicated expression. Before he could speak, he heard the storyteller say, "From now on, the palace is like an ocean. General Lin's heart is set on the battlefield, yet he cannot escape this prison." His eyes were filled with sorrow: "Today, I have received Your Majesty's favor. Who will receive it tomorrow?"
Ning Wujie closed his eyes and stood up suddenly, "Master Wen, you must have something important to tell me, right?"
Wen Xing looked confused, "Ah? No."
"...Emperor Dayong waved his sleeves and said: I will now dismiss the harem!"
Bang——!
Ning Wujie squeezed the cup with his fingertips, and it instantly turned into powder.
Xinghe is alert: there is murderous intent!
In the blink of an eye, the sword was unsheathed, and the silver-white sword light pierced towards Ning Wujie's face like a streak of light.
Ning Wujie placed one hand on his waist, slightly turned his body, pinched the tip of the sword with two fingers and flicked it lightly. With a "clang", Xinghe was actually shaken back two steps.
Xinghe's eyes widened and he attacked again in defiance.
Two lightning-fast figures started fighting in the private room, with sword and palm winds everywhere, tearing the pearl curtains in the room.
The guards approached quickly from all directions with vigilance. When they just arrived at the door of the private room, they saw their Majesty leisurely picking up the melon seeds on the table, pushing the chair away and leaning back, cracking the melon seeds while leisurely watching the two men fighting.
Wen Xing caught a glimpse of the guards out of the corner of his eye and waved them to retreat.
The guards were stunned for a moment, then closed the door and quietly retreated.
Xinghe flew to the side and kicked, but Ning Wujie raised his arm to block it, stopped it in mid-air, and then turned his palm to pull him down.
With a "bang", the child was thrown hard onto the table, and a palm was pressed on the back of his neck, making him unable to move.
"Master, run away." Xinghe said aggrievedly, "I can't beat him."
Wen Xing walked over leisurely and tapped his forehead lightly, "Who told you to do it?"
Xinghe:?
"But... he has murderous intent."
Ning Wujie's eyebrows twitched.
Wen Xing found it funny. "I think you're just using this as an excuse to fight." He said this while signaling Ning Wujie to let go of the kid.
As Ning Wujie let go, he heard the storyteller's words again: "...Your Majesty rubbed his palm and coaxed him: I will conquer the Northern Di for you. You only need to stay in the palace and wait for me to return victorious, and then I will crown you Queen!"
I can't stand it anymore.
He stretched out his palm, and the sleeve arrow shot into the sky above the courtyard with a whizzing sound, exploding into a firework.
The next moment, a large number of inspectors rushed in with swords in hand, causing a commotion and screams in the place.
Ning Wujie said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, I am going to close the net. I will help you get your things back." After he finished speaking, he pushed the door open and walked out.
Wen Xing was left confused.
My stuff? My what?
He glanced again at the Inspectors from the Supervisory Department who had surrounded the entire Huanhai Tower, and finally understood.
It turns out that Ning Wujie was not here to see the beauty, but to investigate a case.
Seeing the storyteller trembling under the table in fear, Xinghe exclaimed, "Ah~, I haven't finished listening yet!"
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Boxes of treasures were brought up from underground by the Inspector, and shouts of scolding and pleas for mercy were heard continuously in the huge atrium.
The guests had been evacuated, and only the people from Huanhai Tower were tied up and detained.
Ning Wujie leaned against the railing of the White Jade Bridge, looking at the busy inspectors in front of him with a gloomy face.
A trembling voice came from behind, "Official...Official...I'm just a storyteller, this...none of this has anything to do with me..."
The storyteller was so shocked by the murderous aura emanating from his body that he couldn't even speak clearly.
Ning Wujie didn't even turn his head, his half-closed eyes reflecting a sharp light.
He was playing with a snuff bottle he had just seized, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Don't talk about the book just now anymore."
"Otherwise, all nine clans will be executed."
The storyteller was so frightened that he kowtowed repeatedly and said, "I will never do it again! I will never do it again!"
The subordinate handed Ning Wujie the record document and said, "Commander, one hundred and sixty-two rare artifacts were seized at the auction, all from the imperial treasury. The shopkeeper refused to reveal the source. Are you going to take him to the imperial prison?"
Ning Wujie: "Except for those doing odd jobs and performing operas, all others will be detained."
The subordinate pointed to a box filled with books on the ground and said, "Oh, right, these are the books you're looking for. They're all here."
Ning Wujie glanced at the box, his eyes suddenly turning colder, "Burn them all."
After he finished speaking, he strode away.
It turns out that this is what Wu Jing was looking at. He deserves to have his eyes gouged out!
Wait, he will dig out the eyes of everyone who has read this book.
The subordinate was stunned. Looking at Ning Wujie's imposing back, he scratched the back of his head in confusion. Did their commander have some deep hatred with these books?
Oh, he understood. This is called burning away the turbid currents and getting back to the source.
As expected, he is from the Ningyuan Army.
The subordinates looked at Ning Wujie's back and felt a sense of admiration.
Ning Wujie walked out of Huanhai Tower, gave some instructions for follow-up work, and then got into a carriage on the street.
Ning Wujie knelt on one knee, "Your Majesty."
"The evidence we find will be sent to the Supervisory Department for temporary detention. I wonder what your majesty is looking for today?"
Wen Xing was half lying on the soft couch at the rear of the car and yawned, "Ah? I'm not looking for anything."
After tossing and turning all night, he was very sleepy and was about to fall asleep in the next second. He had no time to think about why Ning Wujie thought he was looking for something.
Ning Wujie's eyes dimmed.
Li Dequan lied to him.
So this foolish emperor was actually going to visit brothels.
Oh.
Why on earth did he still believe that this tyrant could have the awareness of being an emperor?
"In that case, I will take my leave."
"Wait." Wen Xing chose a comfortable position to lie down, pulled out a storybook from under the pillow and threw it to Ning Wujie, "Read it."
Ning Wujie frowned.
This tyrant king always asked him to read storybooks before going to bed, just as a sleeping aid.
He originally wanted to refuse on the grounds that he had official duties to attend to, but then he remembered that he had been busy investigating a case recently and had not been to Funing Palace for a long time. He wondered if this foolish emperor had asked someone else to read the storybook again?
Thinking of this, he sat down on a cushion at the side, opened the book, and said aloud: "Mr. Zhou was originally a jade craftsman in Suzhou. Because his hometown suffered a flood, he brought his ancestral Han jade double-chi jade to Beijing to sell it..."
After hearing the familiar voice of the cool and handsome man again after a long time, Wen Xing closed his eyes in satisfaction.
The carriage was moving slowly on the official road of the capital at night.
Wen Xing had just fallen into a light sleep when he suddenly noticed the wobbly carriage stop abruptly and the horse in front neigh. He suddenly opened his eyes.
Someone shouted, "There's an assassin!"
The author has something to say:
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5j (sinister): Sure enough, he just came to see the beauty.
Tyrant Emperor (jokingly): I have seen too many of these, 5j is still the best looking.
5j (blushing) (looking away) (muttering): Stupid ruler...
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