"No gifts." Wang Pusu said, "Please sit down by Gong Yuanhai."

Ruan Dacheng's name is Jizhi and his pseudonym is Yuanhai, so Wang Pu called him Yuanhai Gong.

"I dare not." Ruan Dacheng said respectfully, "In front of the prince-consort, there is no seat at the ground."

Wang Pu looked at Ruan Dacheng a few times and found that he was indeed a beard. No wonder he called Ruan Dabei. Although this guy left the infamous name for a traitor in history, he was actually a rare talent, but his talent was limited to opera creation. Other aspects were lacking.

Many operas arranged by Ruan Dacheng were all the rage in Jiangnan. Wu Yingji and other Confucian scholars were jealous of Ruan Dacheng's achievements, so they jointly created "Liudu to prevent chaos and public disclosure", and vowed to make Ruan Dacheng's reputation bad. As a result, they did what they wanted. Ruan Dacheng became a rat crossing the street that everyone shouted and beaten.

Wang Pu asked intentionally or unintentionally: "I heard that Yuanhai Gong and the people in Fushe have some holidays?"

"It's a little holiday," Ruan Dacheng said, "But many years have passed, and I have forgotten it."

Wang Pu smiled slightly and thought to himself that Ruan Dacheng was actually a scheming person. Although many years have passed, his eyes clearly showed a deep hatred. It seems that he is still resentful about what happened four years ago. If one day he really turned his face with the Fushe people, this guy would be used to deal with the Fushe people's vanguard.

"Okay." Wang Pu changed the topic and said, "Yuanhai will make a public price. How much is this Xiaoyao Restaurant worth?"

Ruan Dacheng thought for a while and said carefully: "How about ten thousand taels?"

Wang Pu smiled and said nothing, pretending to appreciate the calligraphy and paintings on the walls of the box.

Ruan Dacheng gritted his teeth and said, "Eight thousand taels!"

Wang Pu still smiled and did not respond.

Ruan Dacheng made a cruel decision and said, "Then it's only five thousand taels! The prince-in-law, no more."

"Okay, the deal is completed!" Wang Pu said, "Yuanhai Gong will send someone to the Yanziji Admiral Headquarters to collect silver tomorrow, but this Xiaoyao Tower also has all the decorations, calligraphy and paintings in the building, from then on, will be all the prince-consorts."

"That's natural." Ruan Dacheng said with gratitude, "Would you like to call out the restaurant, the chef, the tentman and the shopkeeper in order to meet the prince-consort?"

Wang Pu thought for a while and said, "Just call the shopkeeper."

Cuifu Temple is a famous romantic destination in Nanjing.

Speaking of Cuifu Temple, we must mention Feng Menglong, a great writer in the late Ming Dynasty. The Cuifu Temple written in the 34th volume of "Wenren's Life in the Field of Cultivation Cuifu Temple, Watching the Golden Sand Lane in Nizhou" written by Feng Menglong is actually Cuifu Temple at the foot of Zijin Mountain outside Nanjing, a real nunnery.

Sleeping prostitutes has always been a topic of talk about by ancient literati. Some unscrupulous literati summarized three ways of playing "sea, land and air" based on their predecessors.

The so-called sea refers to the boatwoman on the water. The great writer Zhu Ziqing once mentioned the boatwoman on the Qinhuai River in "The Sound of the Oars and the Lights"; the so-called land refers to the brothel in the willow alley, which is the most traditional way of playing, and there is nothing to say about the earth; especially the earth is empty, this empty does not mean flying in the sky, because there was no plane in ancient times, and it was impossible to talk about doing that in the sky. This empty refers to the nun, or the nun in the empty gate.

Everyone knows that Su Dongpo had a concubine who was the young Taoist nun in the Kongmen. The novels of Ming and Qing dynasties also described many love affairs of the Kongmen. It can be seen that ancient literati had very deep plots of the Kongmen. In fact, Buddhism was not a pure place of purity, and the things that hide dirt were by no means groundless.

By the end of the Ming Dynasty, many nuns in Jiangnan had become semi-public places of elegance. However, the Cuifu Temple at the foot of Zijin Mountain could be compared with the warm pavilions on the banks of the Qinhuai River because the young abbot of Cuifu Temple, the Taoist of Yujing, is Bian Yujing, one of the eight beauties of Qinhuai.

At noon that day, a carriage quietly drove to the back door of Cuifu Temple. Bian Yujing, dressed as a Taoist nun, had already been waiting outside the door early. At the curtain of the car, a young woman wearing green silk dress and a purple cloak leaned out of the carriage. Bian Yujing quickly came up and took the young woman's arm affectionately, shouting happily: "Master, Yu'er misses you so much."

The young woman reached out to shave her hands on Bian Yujing's pretty nose and teased her, "Yu'er, look at your eyebrows, are you moved by the heart?"

"master……"

Bian Yujing twisted his waist and acted coquettishly at the young woman. The young daughter's feelings were fully revealed, and the young woman giggled and giggled.

Today, Wang Pu went to the city to do three things in succession. One was to ask Chang Yanling and Li Zushu to help redeem the people, the other was to hire the master in the bathhouse with a monthly salary of 50 taels of silver, and the third was to buy the Xiaoyao Restaurant at Wende Bridge. Now Wang Pu should do the fourth thing.
Chapter completed!