Concubine in power, prince, please respect yourself

Chapter 4
Prince Rui's Mansion is located on Suzaku Street, the most prosperous place in the Great Qi Kingdom. Two streets away is Prince Qian's Mansion, and walking further, it is one of the three most prosperous streets in the capital. At this time, at night, the shops on both sides of the street are all It was closed, only the tavern was still lit.

Qin Ziling didn't want to do anything, but just came out to get some air, and walked all the way looking around.

Seeing that the business of a tavern is surprisingly good, I walked in and saw that a group of literati were reciting poems against each other.

This was something new. Qin Ziling couldn't help but be attracted by the atmosphere of the scene. He stopped, found a quiet place, and sat down to watch.

I saw a few young men dressed as scholars contemplating around a painting. The painting only sketched the shape of a few grasses. It didn't look like the green in spring, nor the withered yellow after autumn. Not like the silence in winter.

It must be reciting poems to paintings.

Qin Ziling gave a 'puchi' smile, and for some reason remembered Bai Juyi's "Grass". With this thought, she opened her mouth and read: "The grass on Liliyuan grows every year. The wild fire can't burn out, and the spring breeze Blow and regenerate."

A faint and clear voice sounded from the corner. The literati who had been standing still and thinking hard at this time all turned their heads and looked in Qin Ziling's direction. They saw a young man in the Mood for Love holding a folding fan with a smile on his face. There was a calm air in his delicate appearance, and the purple satin robe was not conspicuous, but matched with his temperament, it became noble.

"The wild fire burns endlessly, and the spring breeze blows again... Good poem, this little brother, can you write an inscription for this painting?" A man walked out of the crowd with a bit of joy, fisted with both hands, and very politely invited .

Qin Ziling's handwriting was too horrible to look at, and he definitely didn't dare to show it to others, but seeing how warm he was, he politely returned it and said: "This brother is making absurd praise, it's just my lord. Words really can’t get on the stage!”

The man didn't force himself after listening to it, he just smiled lightly and said: "In that case, can my little brother sell this poem to me?"

Qin Ziling was in a daze, thinking, can this poem be sold for money?
Before she could figure it out, another man came out from behind, and said with an unhappy expression: "Of course, this poem is for the one with the highest price. Didn't Brother Li forget this rule?"

After saying this, Qin Ziling became even more inexplicable. She hummed a few words...why did she offend everyone?

As soon as the man finished speaking, someone echoed behind him: "It's just... Brother Li wants to monopolize Miss Ruyan? Is this fair to us brothers?"

Ruyan girl?Sounds like a woman from the Land of Fireworks!
In this way, these literati here are not making friends with poetry, but fighting for a fireworks girl. After a long time of arguing, it turned out that such a thing happened, Qin Ziling immediately lost interest, but... that money It is possible to have her, thinking that although she is Prince Rui's third wife, her own yard is as poor as a slum.

Thinking of this, Qin Ziling clapped the folding fan in his hand and yelled: "Brothers, don't be in a hurry, this poem is naturally for sale, I have no plans for Miss Ruyan, let's have an auction today. I'll write this poem down, and the highest bidder will take it, okay?"

When everyone heard this, they all raised their hands in agreement. The boy surnamed Li before had a dark face, and he might be a stingy one.

"30 taels..."

"50 taels..."

"100 taels..."

The voices of asking prices are getting higher and higher, but...the amount has not reached Qin Ziling's ideal, so she naturally refuses to give up.

Besides, everyone is just talented and talented, so naturally they don't have much money. Therefore, after shouting 100 taels, there was no sound in the room.

Qin Ziling was also secretly a little disappointed. Just as he was about to hammer out the price, he heard a deep male voice from above: "500 taels!"

Qin Ziling raised her head and realized that the restaurant was divided into upper and lower floors, and the deep male voice came from the private room on the second floor. She hooked the corners of her lips in satisfaction, and wiped the ink on the wet paper. Pick it up from the table, lift your legs and walk to the private room on the second floor.

It is a fool to have money and not make money. These days, you can make money with a poem. One can imagine how profitable this ancient shopping mall is?
Went up to the second floor, looked for the private room and walked in, saw two brocade-clothed men sitting on both sides of the table with cups in their hands.

"Brother Zhao is so rich, you can't eat this poem, so why did you buy it?" The man who spoke was about seventeen or eight years old, and he had a delicate baby face. She looks feminine, especially the pair of narrow and charming eyes, which are already full of charms in a blink of an eye.

The man sitting opposite him was not bad either, with a handsome face, refreshing and handsome, which can be considered to be an excellent appearance. He smiled lightly and beckoned Qin Ziling to come over.

He shook his head lightly, as if answering the man's question, and as if talking to himself: "This little brother suits my heart, I look pleasing to the eye..."

The man on the opposite side spit out a mouthful of tea after hearing this, his eyes were full of weirdness, and it took him a long time before he replied dumbly: "Brother Gu, I didn't know you have this hobby until today!"

He intentionally distorted Gu Yuan's meaning, knowing that Gu Yuan was just acting on a whim, he was also unforgiving, he insisted on embarrassing everyone enough to be reconciled.

After saying this, the man glanced at Qin Ziling leisurely again, but saw that her face was as usual, walking slowly without embarrassment or impatience, with a calm and lazy smile on her face, as if she didn't hear what he said just now. So-so.

Her whole body lacks the elegance of a literati, nor does she have the philistinism of a philistine, she lacks a bit of masculinity that a young man should have, but she does not have the femininity and pretentiousness of a girl in a boudoir.

The man's eyes were stained with a layer of surprise, and he also vaguely understood why Gu Yuan was interested in this little brother.

"Which family does my little brother belong to?" The man is obviously a playful person, he just made fun of Gu Yuan for being out of his way, but now he is anxious to ask.

Qin Ziling is naturally inconvenient to reveal her identity, but she is too lazy to go around in circles. She makes up nonsense and says that it will kill brain cells, and she might even be called a big liar: "Young master, whether you are buying poems or people, if you just buy Poetry, so what does it matter where my house is?"

What he said, choked back all the man's words.

Gu Yuan couldn't help pursing his lips and chuckling, thinking that this ancestor also had times when he was deflated, and it was funny to see his face turning blue and white.

The person who bought the goods was Gu Yuan, so he naturally couldn't let people think that he was talking in plain language, he just took out a bank note from his front pocket and handed it to Qin Ziling, and then took back from Qin Ziling's hand the ticket that was covered by her. Poems written crookedly.

He glanced at it, but couldn't help but roll his eyes.

In other words, this person only speaks but doesn't practice. He can recite poems very well, but his handwriting is terrible.

After receiving the money, Qin Ziling naturally beamed with joy, holding the banknote in his hand, he wanted to jump up and down three times.

Gu Yuan glanced at her again, then waved his hand to signal that he could leave.

Naturally, Qin Ziling didn't want to stay any longer, thanked him politely, and happily walked out with the bank note.

As soon as her front foot stepped out of the threshold, the little ancestor jumped up and suddenly realized: "I know, you are interested in Miss Ruyan from Chunfeng Tower!"

"When will Lord Qian always remember his identity?" Gu Yuan shook his head and sighed, his faint voice escaped from his slightly parted thin lips.

That's right, the little ancestor sitting opposite him is the current Lord Qian Xuanyuanchen.

Gu Yuan was originally a businessman, and his family was quite rich, but his temperament could not stand restraint, and he began to travel around since he was 16 years old. Later, he met Xuanyuan Chen when he was competing for the first prize. The two were originally rivals, but they quarreled After arguing and arguing, they became friends.

It is also fate.

Gu Yuan's temperament is also his own way, he has never liked to deal with officials, but he happened to meet Xuanyuan Chen.

"Hey... Gu Yuan, are you going to the championship competition tomorrow night?" Xuanyuan Chen pulled out the paper from Gu Yuan's hand that almost caused him to choke on his internal injuries. squatted on the ground...

In other words, this word is not much different from what a dog gnaws.

"Of course, I heard that the crown prince will be here tomorrow!" Gu Yuan took the paper back from Xuanyuan Chen's hand, folded it in four and stuffed it into his pocket, and got up to pay the bill. .

Xuanyuan Chen's face, which was still laughing at first, was completely black because of Gu Yuan's words. He quickly caught up with Gu Yuan and said, "That's fine, what are you talking about him for!"

It is said that Prince Qian and the Crown Prince are at odds, so it must be true!

……

Qin Ziling took a stroll outside again, getting acquainted with the surrounding roads roughly, with the idea of ​​making it easier for her to travel in the future, after looking carefully, she went back to the house.

I heard from the boys below that the so-called Ruyan girl is the number one oiran of a famous brothel in the capital——Chunfenglou. She is usually a performer but not a person. Tomorrow is the first time she has sex. I have enough money and want to win the lottery.

Qin Ziling felt a little funny in his heart, but he also added a little curiosity about tomorrow's championship bid. It would be wonderful if he could witness the magnificence of this ancient brothel with his own eyes.

Back in the mansion, the yard was surprisingly quiet, presumably no one would pay attention to what was happening on her side.

Not long after falling asleep, before dawn, the mansion became lively.

Lu He ran in from the yard in a panic, shouting as she ran, "Master, master, something serious happened..."

This yelling made Lingxiangju lively, and the servants who got up early all dropped their work one after another, facing Luhe to find out what happened.

Qin Ziling had just had a good dream, in which she was still gnawing on a fat chicken leg, and was called out by someone, which made her a little unhappy, but when she listened carefully to Lu He's words, she immediately woke up.

The girl Luhe has been with her for a while, and she is usually calm, but if she loses her composure in this meeting today, I'm afraid something serious has happened.

Qin Ziling pinched her thighs, and her drowsy head suddenly became clearer. She quickly put on her coat and stepped out.

Lu Ye had prepared the washing utensils and waited outside the door, and Lu He had already run outside the door of Qin Ziling's bedroom. Seeing Qin Ziling coming out, he first saluted respectfully, and then knelt down impatiently: "Master, The second lady's child is gone, and the prince and concubine are in the hall for interrogation? You should hurry over there!"

In just one day, the second lady, who was originally arrogant, fell into hell again. Qin Ziling had already foreseen this result, but she didn't want to come so soon.

Before Luye could continue, Qin Ziling had already stopped her with a wave.

This trip was probably invited by Wang Hao. Since she had a criminal record before, Qin Ziling was the first suspect in this matter.

Qin Ziling sneered, turned around and went back to the house, after washing slowly, she chose a suitable set of clothes, and was accompanied by two maids to the princess' yard.

As soon as she went out, Lingxiangju broke out.

"Do you think the third lady can come back?" The lady sweeping the floor stared mysteriously, and the thief swept everyone.

"I don't think it's hard to say. Didn't the last time just pass like that?" The other woman was optimistic about Qin Ziling, and she must have kept an eye on her.

The maid sweeping the floor immediately became unconvinced: "That's because she was lucky, this time the little prince is really gone!"

Everyone chattered again and again, and then they went about their business listlessly. If Qin Ziling fell, the slaves in this house would suffer. If you are lucky, which yard you will be assigned to serve the master is not lucky. Well, I can only do some chores.

Don't talk about fishing for oil and water, even if you don't even have to fish for a fart.

As soon as Qin Ziling entered the main courtyard, there was a puff of sad air rushing towards him, and when he entered the lobby, he saw the princess and prince had already been sitting there, except for the second lady who was crying out of breath and her The servants in the yard, and the eldest lady who arrived one step earlier than her.

Qin Ziling saluted one by one without haste, and then stood aside politely.

"My lord... You have to make the decision for this concubine. The child of this concubine must have been murdered by this bitch, my lord..." Seeing Qin Ziling approaching, the eyes of the second lady, who was still weak, shot out. The vicious light seemed to believe that the person who harmed her must be Qin Ziling.

She had a pale face with tears dripping down her cheeks. She covered her flat stomach with one hand, and pointed at Qin Ziling tremblingly with the other. If it wasn't for the fact that her body had just been injured, she might have wished she could have strangled Qin Ziling to death with her own hands. .

It's no wonder that the second wife thought so, not long ago, Qin Ziling did push her into the lotus pond with his own hands.

Others don't know it, but Qin Ziling naturally knows it.

The concubine was anxious when she heard this, she felt sorry for her sister and was afraid of unfair treatment, which made me feel pity for her.

On the other hand, the eldest lady seemed calm. She had been sitting quietly at the side without speaking, and occasionally raised her head to look at the tall man.

Qin Ziling couldn't help but sneer in her heart, it's true that the sisters are so affectionate, it's all about this, do you want her Qin Ziling to go down to hell with her gratitude to Princess Rui?
"Qin Ziling, tell me where you went last night?" The tall man finally condescendingly shifted his gaze to Qin Ziling's body, but the words that came out of his mouth were extremely cold, neither happy nor worried, neither angry nor angry.

(End of this chapter)