Back and forth: I brought supplies to help the impoverished prince

Chapter 213 Beating someone up

"Prince Yongle." After hearing Prince Gu's introduction, the two turned around and greeted Wen Jiu.

Wen Shouan stood up and high-fived: "Alright, let's start the banquet!"

As the words fell, two rows of dancers in cold blue dance costumes walked out from the center of the main hall.

The women serving dishes in the restaurant were all good-looking. They stopped at their seats, put down the exquisite dishes, stood up and went back and forth. After repeating this several times, when Wen Jiu saw the woman kneeling on the ground to add more dishes for him, he almost sprayed the wine in his mouth on her face.

Yingzhu smiled gently at Wen Jiu, and then lowered her head and waited for instructions as the other waitresses had been trained to do.

Wen Jiu couldn't help but roll his eyes, continued eating, and asked in a low voice: "Why are you here?"

"I heard you were coming, so I came to see you."

"Forget it, I'll save myself the trouble of looking for you guys." Wen Jiu put down his chopsticks and looked at the dancer in front of him.

After three rounds of drinks, the atmosphere gradually became relaxed.

Wen Jiu was a little confused as to why Wen Shouan asked the girls from the capital to come here. Or was it because he had stayed in Zhou for too long and didn't understand the customs of Chu?

As time passed, he was sure that he did not understand Chuwen's customs. Facing the scantily clad dancers, the young ladies on the other side tilted their heads slightly and whispered, as if they were discussing who danced better.

The man was drinking, and although the woman was sitting at a separate table from him, they were still drinking and talking together.

This is in stark contrast to the Zhou Dynasty, where men drank while women seemed redundant.

Wen Jiu was somewhat delighted about this. In this way, it should not be difficult to increase women's voice.

It doesn't seem to be a big deal for Cao Yue to become a female general.

Thinking of this, Wen Jiu couldn't help but turn his gaze to Lu Ping on the side.

"Twelfth brother, Lu Ping's sister..."

"Why are you asking her, Thirteenth Brother? She got married half a year later than General Lu, but she still gave birth to three sons and is now breastfeeding them at home!" Prince Gu's eyes were already a little confused.

Wen Jiu nodded: "Is that so? I remember she used to hang out with her brother. I met her when I returned to Beijing. She looked like that! Who could marry her?"

"Oh, the second son of the Minister of Rites married her as his concubine. With the Minister of Rites as his relative, her brother was able to rise from a fifth-rank general to the current third-rank general." Prince Gu smiled contemptuously and motioned Wen Jiu to lean over.

Wen Jiu also leaned over and pricked up his ears to listen to the gossip.

"If it weren't for the fact that she is the younger sister, if she had married first, her brother wouldn't have married the daughter of a fourth-rank official as his principal wife. At least she should have been the daughter of a third-rank official. What a pity... But then again, if the son of the old man, the Minister of Rites, hadn't liked Lu An, he wouldn't have been able to marry the daughter of a fourth-rank official."

Prince Gu lowered his head and whispered, "In two years, it will be time for you to choose a princess. But be careful. You may not like the one who likes you, and the one you like... may not like you."

"Don't worry, I know myself well. I will only marry the one I like. No matter her status, it's fine as long as I like her." Wen Jiu patted King Gu's shoulder.

Seeing this, Prince Gu couldn't help but burst into laughter. He stood up, bent over and patted Wen Jiu: "My silly brother, you are in the royal family, who can say that you can definitely marry the girl you love!"

Many people turned their heads and looked towards Wen Jiu because of the noise.

Wen Jiu just smiled and said, "There is always a way."

"Who can do anything? Take what you know as an example. Your maidservant and the wise king of Zhou were madly in love! What happened?... In the end, the wise king married the sister of Duke Suguo!"

"Your Highness Prince Gu is right." People on the side began to echo.

"That's right. If you ask me, Your Highness Prince Yongle, you are just too sentimental. You even brought that slut back with you!"

"But, that wise king really can't tell the difference between high and low... noble and humble... If he wants to marry a virtuous woman, he naturally wants to marry someone who is worthy of his status!"

"That's right! A beauty is in the mansion, but she becomes a nun! She really doesn't know how to appreciate her blessings."

"That's right! I heard that he is dead. Tsk, tsk, I really don't understand!"

Wen Jiu gently put down the wine glass. He turned his head to glance at Yingzhu who lowered her head without any reaction. He took off his cloak and handed it to her: "Hold it carefully for me. Don't let it get dirty."

"Yes." Yingzhu stretched out her hand and took it.

Then Wen Jiu suddenly jumped up and kicked the person who had just spoken in the face!

"You're the only one who opened your mouth, right?"

"You ate shit, your mouth stinks!"

After knocking one person down with one punch, Wen Jiu pounced on the rest of them again.

It was only then that everyone reacted and tried to stop it, but the women were already screaming.

"I envy them! There's nothing I can do, they will be reborn!"

Another one was knocked down with two punches.

"I didn't tell you! I had a hard time in Zhou Kingdom, and the wise king was the one who helped me all the time!"

He let go and pushed away anyone who tried to stop him.

"So! You slandered my benefactor in front of me!"

Five people were lying on the ground screaming, and the sound was heartbreaking.

"And you! My dear twelfth brother, it doesn't matter if they don't know, but I don't believe you don't know either!" Wen Jiu kicked the broken table on the ground away and walked towards King Gu.

"Wen Jiu! Are you crazy?" King Gu retreated again and again, looking at the blood-thirsty Wen Jiu and yelled, "For the sake of a wise king of Zhou, you actually beat up your own people!"

"I'm going to hit you! Don't think I don't know that you just want to see how I react. Are you happy with this reaction?" Wen Jiu stopped talking nonsense and swung his fist.

"Prince Yongle!"

Lu Ping rushed out from the side to block Wen Jiu's punch, but Wen Jiu was too strong, and he was sent flying back several steps before he could steady himself.

"Wen Jiu! You dare to touch me! I will never let you go!" King Gu looked like a man who didn't know martial arts. He was obviously really scared when Wen Jiu grabbed his clothes.

Because Wen Jiu saw his pupils dilated.

Wen Jiu was still angry at him. He punched King Gu in the chest and then in the mouth, knocking out three of his front teeth.

After Wen Jiu had calmed down, he stood up and brushed off the non-existent dust on his body. He bowed and apologized to the women, "I'm sorry, ladies. Wen Jiu is a rude person. I was abrupt in my attack just now and scared you. Wen Jiu apologizes to you again."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the people around him, stretched out his hand and pulled the host Wen Shouan up from the ground: "I know one thing, as a person, you must be grateful and repay kindness. My benefactor was slandered in front of me. If I don't do anything because of my status, then wouldn't I be ungrateful?"

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Yingzhu: "Let's go."

Yingzhu glanced sideways at the messy banquet, lowered her head and followed Wen Jiu away.

As soon as he got on the carriage, Wen Jiu said, "I'm afraid I'll be punished when I get back later. Stay with your sister and talk to her. Don't tell anyone about what happened today."

"The prince was right about you. You like girls."

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Wen Jiu took out an orange from his sleeve, peeled it, took a bite and immediately spat it out, "It's so sour! Tsk!"

"Thank you for dealing with those people who slandered the prince just now." Yingzhu's voice was much more sincere this time.

"Don't tell me I like her before I confess my feelings to her." Wen Jiu opened the curtain and threw the orange out without responding to Yingzhu's thanks. "Tell me later that I'm drunk and I won't go to see her."