Huai Shu really thought that the two generals had some extraordinary military secrets to discuss, and hastily led the attendants in the courtyard to withdraw.

  For a moment, the small school grounds became quiet, with only two people whispering to each other under the corridor.

  Yuan Wulang leaned in close to the Ninth King's ear, speaking a few words before stopping, and even his thick beard couldn't hide the flush on his face.

  After a while, he finally made up his mind, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Earlier I saw a book on the Wangye's bookshelf called 'The Legend of the Flower Pavilion', this... lend it to me!"

  Jiǔ Wáng was just about to swallow the tea water when he choked and almost spat it out.

  He looked at me with a shocked expression and asked, "A-Ju, what do you want me to lend you?"

  The Legend of the Flower Pavilion is a notorious and infamous erotic novel, of course on the surface it's still a banned book, except for those with power and influence who have ways to obtain it, ordinary people only know its name but never see the book.

  Since it's called "The Legend of the Beautiful Women in the Flower Building", then the story depicted in the book is obviously about the women in the green building.

  But this book does not only describe the tragic fate of the courtesans, it also describes in great detail their relationships with their patrons.

  Inside, in addition to having very bold and daring descriptions of lu bone, there are also many illustrations.

  Those illustrations are straightforward and realistic, depicting the affair between men and women in a vivid and detailed manner. Young people without self-control will easily become infatuated after reading them.

  Some unscrupulous businessmen even compiled these illustrations into separate volumes and sold them at high prices, with one reportedly selling for 500 taels of silver.

  Jiu Wang really didn't expect that Yuan Wulang, who had always been cautious and self-disciplined like a monk, would actually ask him to borrow a pornographic book!

  Yuan Wulang's face grew even redder, and he also felt embarrassed in his heart.

  But in order to not be disheartened tonight, and to thoroughly conquer his little wife, he felt that losing face was worth it.

  Jiu Wang is his best brother, he still has confidence in good brothers, Jiu Wang will definitely keep the secret for him.

  Moreover, he was embarrassed that others would know he had borrowed a pornographic book from Jiu Wang, and Jiu Wang was also embarrassed to let others know that he possessed such a book.

  So, this matter of borrowing books is known only to Heaven, Earth, him, and the Nine Kings!

  He thought to himself, then stretched out his body and whispered, "Hey, it's the one you hid on the bookshelf, the one with the messy cover, good buddy, bring it over and take a look!"

  Jiǔ Wáng stared blankly at Yuán Wǔ Láng, and after a while, he suddenly burst out laughing, "Could it be... Ah Jùn, didn't your sister-in-law kick you out last night?"

  The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but in his eyes, there was a vague and inexplicable emotion hidden.

  Yuan Wulang's face was somewhat embarrassed, but a man's best asset is his dignity, and he would never admit that he didn't succeed last night.

  He involuntarily raised his head, "Nonsense! Don't mention how much your sister-in-law likes me."

  He paused for a moment, then stretched out his hand, "Hurry up and lend me the book!"

  The Ninth King's eyes slightly lowered, "Alright, wait a moment and I'll find it. I'll have Shaowu deliver it to you."

  Shao Wu is his personal attendant, a follower who has grown up with him since childhood.

  Yuan Wulang was finally satisfied, and with a heavy pat on Jiu Wang's shoulder, he said with a smile, "Good brother, you really are a man of your word!"

  He had been practicing his marksmanship all morning and was now drenched in sweat, feeling sticky and uncomfortable.

  After some thought, he stood up and said to King Nine, "Then I'll go back and wash up, change my clothes and come find you."

  Jiǔ Wáng returned to Jù Yīng Táng and went straight into the small study.

  He stood in front of the bookshelf, pulled out the "Flower Pavilion Beauty Legend" that Yuan Wulang mentioned, and gently opened it. Inside, however, was a book on military strategy and tactics.

  Shaowu asked, "Is the king reading military books again?"

  Jiǔ Wáng wàn bān wú nài de yáo le yáo tóu, bàn shàng cái yǐn zhe shēng yīn shuō, "Yuán wǔ jiāng jūn yào wèn wǒ jiè zhè shū, wǒ jì dé lǐ miàn de nèi yè dāng chū gěi le nǐ, Shǎo Wù, nǐ réng zài shēn shàng ma?"

  He is a good-for-nothing vagabond in the eyes of the world.

  To make this point clear, he not only collected beauties but also often bought such forbidden books with a lot of money.

  But actually, he doesn't like beauties as rumored, so whether it's a beauty or a banned book, he himself doesn't get involved.

  So, Yuan Wulang suddenly asked, he was actually a bit embarrassed.

  He left the cover of the book, wrapped in a military book, but the inner pages were given to his personal guard Shao Wu when he was in Shengjing. As for whether Shao Wu would bring this thing all the way to the northwest, he couldn't say either.

  Who would have thought that Shao Wu's face suddenly turned bright red, and after holding back for half a day, he finally spoke up, "Tell the king, that book... Shao Wu brought it with him."

  Ji Wang couldn't help but laugh, he patted Shao Wu's shoulder, "Shao Wu is also twenty this year, it's time to get married."

  He sighed, "At your age, if you were in an ordinary family, you'd probably have two or three kids by now. It's just because you're following me that you've remained single until now. Alright, don't worry, once we return to Shengjing, I'll definitely find a good wife for you."

  He's getting more and more embarrassed, but that little yellow book is clearly visible, he brought it all the way from Shengjing to the northwest, such a treasured possession shows his inner wildness, wanting to argue back has no strength.

  So he had no choice but to hang his head and listen obediently.

  Jiǔ wáng dǎo méiyǒu zhǐzé tā de yìsi, zhǐshì pō yǒu jǐ fēn gǎnjiào.

  Translation:

  The nine kings did not blame him, but rather felt a bit sentimental.

  All these years, the people of the Sheng dynasty thought that he, the emperor's only brother, must have lived a life of great honor and luxury.

  But it's not like that!

  The emperor's brother had few descendants, with only one son of the crown prince.

  If the Crown Prince has three long and two short, this prosperous imperial throne should naturally be inherited by him.

  So, over the years, Empress Jiang and her son have been guarding against him like they would guard against a weasel, setting up countless eyes and ears around him. At the slightest movement, even if he just sneezes one more time than usual, Empress Jiang will immediately find out.

  He is twenty years old and had his birthday two months ago.

  Throughout history, princes have always left the palace and established their own estates when they turn fifteen, but he has long since passed that age, and as the emperor's younger brother, he still remains in the palace.

  He and Empress Dowager Cixi repeatedly requested to move out of the Forbidden City, but Empress Jiang always refused on the grounds that the royal family's descendants were scarce and the emperor cherished his brothers.

  Others thought it was a great honor, but he knew it was a huge suspicion.

  Although all of this was managed by Empress Jiang, her imperial brother-in-law was ill but his mind was clear.

  If the emperor's brother had any intention of changing, it would only take a word, but it can be seen that the emperor's brother also distrusts himself.

  He himself is in prison, and it's hard to avoid implicating those around him.

  If it weren't for this unlucky master being followed by a young fool, he should have already settled down by now.

  Jiu Wang thought to himself, his elegant and refined face showing a hint of sadness. He sighed and said, "Later, take the inner pages of that book and give them to General Yuan Wu. As for you..."

  He smiled wryly and shook his head, "When we get back to Shengjing, you can buy as many as you want, I don't care."

  Shaowu hesitated, "Your Highness, are you really going to do this? General Yuan's wife is... Cui family's ninth young lady!"

  He wasn't heartbroken over a small yellow book, but rather heartbroken for the prince!

  Miss Cuijiu, is the person who has been on the mind of King Wang for two years and cannot be forgotten. Even Empress Jiang agreed that after King Wang turns 20 and leaves the palace to establish his own residence, she will arrange a marriage between King Wang and Miss Cuijiu!

  Now, the one I love is right in front of me, but has already become someone else's wife.

  This person, if he were a complete stranger it would be better. Perhaps never meeting again in this lifetime would be a good thing.

  But that person was actually General Yuan Wujun, the best brother of Prince Wang!

  Cannot hide, cannot escape, yet cannot speak.

  These days, Wang Ye's heart is already bitter enough, and he still has to personally deliver the little yellow book to General Yuan Wuchang!

  This is simply... utterly cruel!

  The ninth king's eyes revealed a few points of pain, and then he gathered his eyebrows with a sad expression. He opened his mouth lightly, and his tone carried a few points of inexplicable severity, "Shao Wu, past events are not allowed to be mentioned again from now on."

  He lowered his gaze and waved his hand, "Put it in a wooden box and send the book over."

  Helplessly left with a faint sense of enlightenment, the empty study was left with only a solitary silhouette.

  Jiu Wang slowly walked to the desk and sat down with his hands on the edge, his eyes were hollow and distant, it was unclear where they were focused.

  Two years ago, Choi Jaerang got married and met an interesting girl at Anningbo House.

  After three rounds of wine, he suddenly had an idea to go to the Anning Bo Mansion's lotus pond to watch the moon, so he quietly slipped away from the banquet with Shaowu.

  However, it's not just him who has such elegant and refined tastes.

  As he approached the Cui family's backyard to the Guanyue Pond, he saw that in the midst of the layered lotus leaves, inside the small pavilion with four corners and a square shape, there were already joyful voices and laughter.

  He saw a beautiful girl sitting cross-legged on the stone corridor in the pavilion, with one hand holding a greasy chicken claw and the other pointing at the round moon in the sky reciting poetry, "The bright moonlight in front of the pond, I suspect it is frost on the ground, raise my head to gaze at the bright moon, lower my head to peck at the chicken claw."

  Under the bright moonlight, in the emerald lotus pond, such a beautiful scene and good day, a girl who gnaws at chicken claws appears, which should be a very discordant thing.

  But strangely, he felt at that time that he saw the most beautiful scenery in the world.

  This interesting girl stayed in Jiǔ Wáng's heart from then on and could no longer be erased.

  The nine kings, with their noble status, have always been able to get any woman they want.

  However, this time he was truly moved, so he didn't want to use his usual methods and tarnish the reputation of this interesting girl.

  Through a secretive means, he found out that the girl was the ninth young lady of the Anning Bo Fu Cui family, thirteen years old, and not yet betrothed.

  Jiu Wang knew that Jiang Huang Hou was wary of him, but he still wanted to try his luck.

  He wanted to marry Cui Jiu as his official wife, and Empress Jiang surprisingly agreed without hesitation.

  But Empress Jiang also had a request, she used the emperor's poor health as an excuse and asked the Ninth King to stay in the palace for another two years until he was twenty years old, then she would arrange his marriage with Cui Jiu.

  Most noblewomen in the prosperous dynasty were married after they came of age, Ji Wang calculated the time and waited two years. After that, he was twenty and she was fifteen, which was just the right age for marriage, so he gladly agreed.

  Who would have thought that before two years were up, the Emperor would bestow his beloved on his good brother!