Chapter 177 The Thief King Appears
Lin Shan winked, dragged Sun Wuyang out of the room with a random excuse.
Wanqing had already taken off her veil, and her face perfectly matched Zhao Yushu's imagination of a Jiangnan woman. In his previous life, he had been a single man for more than 20 years, and one Chinese Valentine's Day he prayed that he could marry a Jiangnan beauty.
If we only talk about appearance, this girl is tied with her sister Rulan for first place, slightly better than the princess.
"I hope Mr. Liu can save me!" Wanqing bowed down immediately when she saw Zhao Yushu.
Under normal circumstances, no man can remain indifferent in the face of such a beauty. Wanqing has done her best in stimulating men's desire to protect.
If Zhao Yushu was still a normal man at this time, he would definitely help her up quickly and then ask her what happened. Don't be afraid, I'm here waiting for you.
So she lowered her head and waited for a pair of hands to help her up.
However, she waited for the sound of a long sword being unsheathed, and the cold light of a sword being placed on her neck.
"I have two questions. If you can't answer them or hesitate, there will be no Wanqing in Jiangning from now on. Don't lie, I can see it."
Wanqing looked up in disbelief. It was the first time in her life that someone pointed a sword at her, and the other party was definitely not joking.
Cold sweat immediately soaked Wanqing's clothes.
"me···"
"First question, how did you know I lived here? Three, two, one!"
"I gave a silver ingot to the coachman who picked you up!" Wanqing was so scared that she screamed in haste, completely losing the ease she had on the Zuihua Boat.
"The second question is, who sent you here? Or, who told you that I can save you? Three, two, one!"
"Mr. Zheng!"
Master Zheng? This answer was really unexpected. Zhao Yushu put away his sword and said, "Get up."
Wanqing tried to stand up with trembling body, but failed after two attempts. Normally, even the nobles in Jiangning treated her highly, but who would have known that today, she would meet a prince who simply treated her as a plaything, and the Mr. Six in front of her did not even treat her as a plaything, but directly as an enemy.
Zhao Yushu stepped forward, lifted Wanqing's arm and put her on a chair, then he pulled a chair and sat opposite her.
"Tell me what happened in detail."
Wanqing took some time to wipe away the tears of fear, drank a cup of tea to calm herself down, and then huddled up in the chair under Zhao Yushu's cold gaze, trembling and stammering as she tried to make clear something that could be explained in a few words.
The matter was very simple. Even though he was publicly scolded by the nominal young prince Li Jian, the prince still could not forget the number one zither player in Jiangning. Before getting off the boat, he asked the governor of Jiangning not to forget this matter. The governor unceremoniously told Wanqing to get ready and left.
In this era, the best way out for top geishas was not to marry into an official family as a concubine, nor to become a second wife of a wealthy businessman, but to be engaged to an unsuccessful scholar like Rulan, and then become the first wife.
Just like investing, the greater the risk, the higher the return.
And if you are favored by the prince and taken into the palace, it is definitely a happy event. As for the competition for favor in the harem, it all depends on your own ability.
But if she is just a plaything kept outside the palace, then it would be a bad omen. It would be considered a good ending if she was kicked away when she is old and ugly. The greater probability is that she will be tortured by the master of the harem to the point of being worse than death.
Wanqing, who was about to be thrown into the fire pit, had no choice but to seek help from the "upright gentlemen" who usually praised her. But who was crazy enough to help her in front of the prince?
It was not known whether Scholar Zheng really felt sorry for Wanqing or had other thoughts, but after hesitating for a long time, he gave Wanqing a way out. In the whole world, there was only one place that dared to ignore the imperial power, and coincidentally, there was such a newcomer in the academy here.
Zhao Yushu hesitated for a long time: "If I say I won't help you, what are you going to do?"
Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "The life of a prostitute is worthless, how can she have her own ideas? She will just die."
"Don't you consider going back to Xijing with the Crown Prince?"
Wanqing shook her head: "No, thank you, Mr. Liu, Wanqing will take her leave."
"Miss Wanqing." Seeing Wanqing stand up, Zhao Yushu did not move: "I also have a few good friends, all women. For their uncertain future, some of them gave up their wealth and glory, some of them practiced their beliefs with their lives, and some of them are studying and determined to enter the academy. Miss Wanqing, do you have any other ideas besides death?"
Wanqing turned back in astonishment: "I want to go to Dongdu!"
"What are you going to do in Dongdu?"
"I said before that I wanted to go to Tianxianglou and compete with the girls there in piano playing. This is what I really think!"
"Then go ahead."
"what?"
Wanqing stood there in a daze.
"Then go ahead. You want to learn the piano and the prince wants to take you in, but we are all human beings. Why can he do whatever he wants, but you can't do what you want?"
"I, you, the prince will, will kill you."
"If he could have been killed, he would have been killed long ago. It doesn't matter whether you are there or not. Although Zheng Xue Shi asked you to come to me, there may be the shadow of the crown prince behind it. But it doesn't matter. I never thought about getting along well with him. And to be honest, it's really embarrassing to use a woman as an excuse to cause trouble."
Wanqing knelt on the ground with a plop: "Mr. Liu is so kind..."
"Stop!" Zhao Yushu immediately pulled her up. You will definitely say that I will work like a slave in the next life to avenge you, right? I know I am not handsome, please don't provoke me anymore.
"I'll ask my sister to arrange accommodation for you, but don't be too happy. It's still unclear whether I can take you away alive. I feel like I'm a bit of a saint. I hope you didn't lie to me."
Zhao Yushu walked out of the room and shook his head.
"I will never lie to you in my life." Wanqing looked at the receding figure and said softly something that only she could hear.
While Lin Shan was arranging a room for Wanqing, she rolled her eyes at Zhao Yushu madly. Sun Wuyang followed behind with his head lowered and secretly gave Old Zhao a thumbs up.
"Brother Sun, do you have a black face towel?"
Sun Wuyang was stunned: "What do you want that for?"
Zhao Yushu chuckled: "On a dark and windy day, it is the time to kill and set fire."
Wearing black clothes that he hadn't worn for a long time, and a black veil, Zhao Yushu left his long sword at the Taoist temple. He casually found a short sword and hung it around his waist, and even carried a bow and arrow on his back. His whole temperament suddenly changed, and no one could have thought that he was the Sixth Master of the Academy.
Alternating between fleeting glimpses and shadow steps, he drew a streak of black lightning across the prosperous Jiangning City at a speed that even a sixth or seventh level cultivator could not match.
The lights in most rooms of Jiangning Academy had been turned off. After spending the entire night playing with the Crown Prince, Bachelor Zheng finished dealing with several urgent matters of the day, yawned, and prepared to rest.
A gust of cold wind blew, and all the lights in the room went out. Master Zheng's eyes went dark. When his eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, his pupils suddenly grew larger, and a cold light came closer and closer.