Wanjin Lady

The boat prostitute smiled and touched Wen Wan's face. "You're asking me this... but you're asking the wrong person..." The boat prostitute took Wen Wan's hand affectionately and pointed towards the end of the dock. "Have you seen that huge flower boat? On the third floor of the boat is the residence of that Yi Mama, and He San is her popular figure——"

"Then how can I get on board?"

The boat prostitute winked and said, "Take any prostitute from this dock and pay five taels of silver when you get on board."

"Okay!" Wen Wan hugged the boat prostitute, "Let's go eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks with me today——"

Wen Wan and the boat prostitute continued walking forward hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder. Sure enough, after walking about a hundred meters, they saw a three-story flower boat. This flower boat was like a moving palace, with carved beams and painted buildings on each floor, and was equipped with a deck, kitchen, stage, wine table, etc., which could accommodate a hundred people for entertainment.

On the deck on the third floor stood a beautiful young woman with hairpins and rings on her head. Beside her stood a man in his forties, and the two were whispering something.

The boat prostitute pointed in the distance and said, "That's Mother Yi and He San."

Wen Wan looked carefully and saw that the boat... was about to leave.

The flower boat cruise on the lake is a unique experience. Guests are getting on board one after another, and the boatmen are shouting and towing the boat into the water.

"Hurry, the boat is about to leave!"

Wen Wan took two quick steps, her feet moving like the wind, almost a jog, when she suddenly bumped into a wall that suddenly appeared. Wen Wan staggered backwards, her feet unstable, and a pair of warm hands grabbed her wrist.

Wen Wan exclaimed.

Facing each other, I met a pair of smiling eyes.

Wei Zheng's voice rang in his ears.

It was like a clear spring flowing down from a snowy mountain, cold, dripping onto the bamboo leaves, making one's ears feel a chill.

"Master... Junior Brother, what are you doing here?"

Wei Zheng's eyes fell on the boat prostitute with half-exposed breasts in Wen Wan's arms, then he looked away with an unnatural expression, staring straight at Wen Wan with his eyebrows raised, as if waiting for her to explain.

Although Wei Zheng did not want to interfere in Wen Wan's affairs, it was a matter of teacher's reputation, and Wei Zheng did not want this merchant girl to ruin the teacher's reputation.

"It's Brother Zhao!" The young lady was completely unaware, squinting her eyes and smiling slyly. "Well, of course I'm here for something. What are you doing here, Brother Zhao?"

"You, come with me."

Wei Zheng's arms were strong and powerful. He grabbed Wen Wan's wrist and pulled her behind the huge oil-paper umbrella of a street vendor.

Wen Wan even flirted with the boat prostitute, "Qiao Niang, wait for me..."

When the two of them reached a secluded spot behind the oil-paper umbrella, Wei Zheng immediately revealed his true form. He frowned slightly, his eyes revealing a mix of impatience and worry. "This place is full of people, not a place for Junior Sister. I'll send someone to escort Junior Sister back."

Wen Wan raised her head, a forced smile on her face. "The Marquis can come, but I can't? Does the Marquis own this wharf?"

Wei Zheng frowned.

The last time he saw this young lady was when she was giving birth. She seemed quite well-behaved then. Why is she so hostile to him today?
This is not her attitude towards Cheng Yunzhang.

We are both senior brothers, but the difference in treatment is too big.

Wen Wan realized she had lost her composure, coughed softly, and softened her tone. "I'm here to investigate my father's case. I've tracked him to this dock, and now I need to board that flower boat. If you have nothing else to do, please don't interfere with me."

Wei Zheng looked her up and down, noting her masculine attire and recalling her flirtatious behavior with the boat prostitute earlier; she was clearly an expert. How could his teacher have taken on such an unconventional female disciple?
He couldn't help but snort coldly, "Junior sister is really brave."

Wen Wan smiled and said, "To save my father, I will try everything, no matter what happens."

Wei Zheng was struck by something, and the man's expression relaxed. He turned his head to glance at the flower boat, then calmed down. "Junior Sister Wen, you want to get on board? But the boat is full of regulars. How are you going to get on board?"

Wen Wan pondered the meaning of this, thinking that Wei Zheng couldn't possibly suddenly show concern for her, a junior sister who appeared out of nowhere. Then, thinking of his sudden appearance here, she couldn't help but smile, "My Lord, is also coming on board?"

Wei Zheng did not hide it from her, "I'm looking for the brothel manager, a madam named Mama Yi."

"What a coincidence! I'm looking for He San, Yi Mama's lackey." Wen Wan knew Wei Zheng's fighting ability very well and immediately offered an olive branch. "Cooperation?"

Cooperation?

Wei Zheng pursed his lips. This matter was of great importance, and he was not sure whether this Junior Sister Wen would become a burden to him.

He didn't want to bring a burden on board.

"Junior Sister Wen is delicate and frail. If anything goes wrong, Master and his wife will not forgive me. Besides, there's no point in letting Junior Sister Wen charge into battle. Junior Sister Wen, wait here. I'll get on the boat and deal with Mother Yi, then I'll bring He San to you."

Wen Wan got angry all of a sudden. What did she mean? Did she think she was a burden?
Wen Wan sneered, "That's not necessary. I dare not trouble you, my Lord."

"Hey! Qiao Niang—" Wen Wan took out some silver and threw it in the direction of the boat prostitute, saying with a smile, "My big brother is new here and a little shy. Go find a brave and capable young lady to accompany my big brother, and the four of us will get on the boat together! If you make my big brother happy, you will definitely get some silver!"

"By the way, it should be nice and smooth! And have a good figure!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, the boat is about to leave! We can't wait for anyone!"

The boat prostitute was so happy to get the money that she smiled from ear to ear. She responded immediately and turned around to find her good sister to accompany her.

Wei Zheng smiled, "Junior Sister Wen is thinking of me."

"Your Majesty is my adoptive father's student, so I shamelessly treat you as my own family member. Naturally, I will always think of you."

Wei Zheng stared at her, "If that's the case, why does Junior Sister Wen only call me Marquis and not Senior Brother?"

"Your Majesty is a noble man, and I am only a merchant's daughter. I dare not marry someone so high."

Wei Zheng laughed, "But Junior Sister Wen just said she wants to treat me as one of her own family."

Wen Wan urged him, "My Lord, hurry up, the boat is about to leave."

The boat prostitute Qiao Niang caught up with another young lady with a plump figure and big breasts who was running "duang" and "duang". The young lady was obviously used to doing business. As soon as she came forward, she bowed obediently to Wei Zheng and Wen Wan. Her voice was so delicate and charming that Wen Wan felt like half of her body was softened when she heard her speak.

"Master, my name is Yingying. I am proficient in playing all kinds of music and singing. I promise that you two will come and go comfortably today—"

Wei Zheng frowned, disliking the scent of powder on the boat prostitute. The gentle glance from her eyes was enough to make Yingying, who had just been preparing to use all her strength to catch this big fish, pause, not daring to get any closer.

This young man has a strong murderous aura...

No matter how charming and charming she was, she couldn't use her skills in front of this man.

As a prostitute, one naturally needs the ability to read people's expressions. Yingying immediately became even more obedient, not daring to touch Wei Zheng's clothes even slightly, and walked very politely beside Wei Zheng, "Master, please—" (End of this chapter)