Emperor Wu couldn't understand. When he heard the news of Prince Jing's death, he was indeed filled with grief and anger, but the sadness should not make his blood surge.
The corner of Lin Wang's eyes fell on Emperor Wu's face, and he felt very happy when he saw his doubts.
This emperor is too confident, so confident that he is arrogant and arrogant!
But there was never any doubt or confusion.
All of this is his credit, and Lin Wang is quite proud of it.
Kung Fu is only external, fighting for power in court must rely on strategy!
Lin Wang's idea was finally verified. Emperor Wu claimed to be immortal, but he was still mortal after all. As long as he was a human, he would have weaknesses.
His Duangchangsan worked!
From the time he left the capital, he poisoned Emperor Wu's food every day. Over time, it finally had an effect.
"Your Majesty, it's better to call the doctor quickly."
Lin Wang suggested.
"Doctor?" Emperor Wu was quite disdainful. "I have practiced martial arts and developed supreme skills. I am a doctor myself. What more doctor do I need? I am just overly sad and have poor Qi and blood. Why make such a fuss."
"Your Majesty, take care of the dragon's body. It's a matter of concern for the country, the country, and the country, but you can't be careless." Lin Wang looked nervous, wanting to do everything for the country and the country.
Emperor Wu was a little upset and waved his hand: "Back off! I just need to adjust my breathing a little."
Breathing a little?
If he could get better with a little breath control, Lin Wang wouldn't have spent so much energy studying Duangchang Powder.
Lin Wang stopped talking, feeling more and more happy inside, and stepped aside.
Emperor Wu actually found a place nearby to meditate and recuperate. He checked the meridians and found nothing abnormal.
If there are toxins or diseases in the body, they can be quickly eliminated from the body through zhenqi.
Half an hour later, Emperor Wu opened his eyes again and breathed a sigh of relief.
Lin Wang quickly stepped forward and asked, "Your Majesty, are you feeling better?"
"It's nothing. What's good?"
…
After half a month of building momentum, Miss Hongye finally appeared today. She heard that she sang the song "Full Moon on the West Tower".
Today, Slender West Lake is very lively. Young men, literati, merchants, lords, all men will come to see the excitement.
This momentum was even more enthusiastic than that of Miss Shishi before.
The tickets to enter the brothel alone cost fifty-two yuan.
But this did not stop the customer's enthusiasm at all. After all, she was a woman who had crossed paths with the emperor again. Just starting out was different from the women in brothels in the past.
Lin Wanjie was also among them, especially Xiao Cui.
"Master, it's not good for us to do this. Madam knows about it and makes people angry."
Xiaocui was quite loyal and actually persuaded Lin Wanjie.
"Today you help me control my eyes to see if there are any flaws in the one named Hongye."
Lin Wanjie's thoughts with Xiao Cui are obvious. Xiao Cui is Yu Jiao'er's personal maid. She has followed Yu Jiao'er for several years and has been with her day and night. She must be more familiar with Yu Jiao'er than he is.
Now Lin Wanjie wanted to know what the other party was going to do under Yu Jiaoer's skin, and what his purpose was!
Or maybe there really is such a coincidence in the world, there is someone exactly like Yu Jiaoer!
Lin Wanjie's judgment alone was not accurate enough, so he came with Xiaocui to ensure double insurance and to tear off the woman's mask.
But Xiaocui had no idea what was going to happen or who the person was going to see. She just followed along and couldn't understand what the master said.
When they arrived inside the building, the two found a corner to sit down.
Immediately, a girl greeted her warmly. Lin Wanjie was dealing with the girls while looking upstairs, waiting for the red leaves to appear.
But after waiting for a long time, there was still no one.
Just a few dancers dancing on the hall stage.
Many customers were impatient with waiting and kept complaining.
Lin Wanjie was not surprised. The more famous the girl, the more procrastinating she was. She had to satisfy the guest's appetite before she would be enthusiastic enough.
Lin Wan's show was wandering, and she recalled how shocked she was when she first saw Yu Jiao'er's face under the pavilion in Taoyuan, and she felt inexplicably excited.
He said that he would not let go of those who used Yu Jiaoer's face to deceive others, but if he really got into trouble, how would he deal with it?
leave it alone?
But when she thought of a woman who looked exactly like Yu Jiaoer, smiling in front of other men in a brothel, and maybe even selling herself, Lin Wanjie's heart went crazy, and she felt uncomfortable and a little angry.
Can she be regarded as Yu Jiaoer's substitute?
Yu Jiao Er and Quan Xia Youzhi will probably be pissed off. No woman wants to be replaced or replace someone else.
I don’t know how.
Once the matter involved Yu Jiaoer, Lin Wanjie's mind became a mess.
"Master, master, what are you thinking about?"
Xiaocui's voice interrupted Lin Wanjie's thoughts.
Lin Wanjie quickly drank a sip of wine to calm down his shock, but at the moment when he was drinking, he seemed to catch a glimpse of someone from the corner of his eye, and then he stood up suddenly.
This action shocked the people around him and made some people complain.
But seeing Lin Wanjie's figure, they didn't dare to speak.
Xiaocui asked again: "Master, what's wrong with you?"
"Lu Waner?"
An idea came to Lin Wanjie's mind. He seemed to have seen Lu Wan'er, but when he looked again, he couldn't find him.
"You're not hallucinating, are you?"
Muttering in his heart, Lin Wanjie waved his hand to indicate it was nothing, and then sat down again.
After almost an hour, the madam finally stood upstairs and shouted down: "Everyone, be quiet. Miss Hongye will come out soon and perform a song for everyone."
The whole place was filled with thunder and cheers.
But within a short moment, people kept pressing down again, and the scene became quiet.
In the silent flower house, the sound of the piano suddenly came.
Although it is a familiar tune, it still sounds moving and pleasant to the ear today. The tune is familiar yet strange, like the sound of a clear spring or the mountain breeze in the spring morning. Once you listen to it, you will have a pleasant feeling.
This is just the sound of the piano, and the first note is so ear-catching.
Yu Jiao'er can't play.
Lin Wanjie immediately laughed. The Hongye girl's piano skills were far superior to Yu Jiao'er's.
But Lin Wanjie was not disappointed at all. Yu Jiaoer was an imperfect woman in his heart, but it was precisely because of her imperfection that she was never forgotten and thought about day and night.
On the contrary, this overly perfect piano sound has a sense of distance. Although the listeners are fascinated by the music, and Lin Wanjie himself enjoys it very much, this is just listening to the music.
Lin Wanjie closed his eyes leisurely and leaned back slightly. He was a little worried before, fearing that the girl named Hongye was too similar to Yu Jiaoer, causing him to not be able to tell the real thing from the fake.
I'm much more relaxed now. This is a woman who has nothing to do with Yu Jiao'er. It's enough to just appreciate her.
Xiaocui stood at Lin Wanjie and stretched out her hand to support the master's slightly backward weight with her body, but this was tiring enough.
At this moment, the woman standing behind the bead curtain next to Nangong Hongye raised her lips. She saw that Lin Wan was having a very comfortable life during the festival, and she felt very satisfied.
