Transmigrating into a book: After getting married, I found that the target of the strategy has chang

Zhou Chaoyang was angry, so he naturally told his two followers to spread the rumors as far as possible. He wanted to make sure that after the prince knew the true face of Shen Mingjue, he would never go to his room to chat and laugh again. But what he didn't expect was that the truth didn't need to be exaggerated at all.

Zheng Yuanqi and Sun Ci bribed two servants to investigate Shen Mingjue's background. They came to Suixia and were originally allowed to go out once a month. When the spies came back at night and told them what they had found out, the usually simple Zheng Yuanqi opened his mouth wide.

"You said... Shen Mingjue was a prostitute in the music house in the south of the city? Can a man be a prostitute?" Zheng Yuanqi got goose bumps all over his body. Although the customs of this dynasty were open and men were not taboo to marry men, this was the first time he heard of a man being a prostitute. There were almost no men who went to such places to make a living. Zheng Yuanqi's father taught him that any man with hands and feet would not commit himself to a music house or a brothel. Therefore, when Zheng Yuanqi heard this news, he rubbed his arms and his eyes were full of contempt.

The spy frowned and explained, "Not entirely... His mother was originally a dancer, and the music troupe sold art instead of body. But after the dancer got pregnant, her figure became out of shape and she couldn't be a dancer. She had to support her son, so she had to take private jobs. Later, I heard that when Shen Mingjue grew up, he didn't want his mother to be in the limelight anymore, so he became a prostitute."

Zheng Yuanqi leaned back in his chair with a pursed mouth, signaling with his eyes to Sun Ci beside him. He had been living a life of luxury since childhood and had no idea how to empathize with other people's suffering. He just felt that Shen Mingjue was self-degrading and despicable.

A blush gradually appeared on Sun Ci's face. He seemed to have been to the South City Music House once four or five years ago. At that time, there was indeed a man who could sing, but he could not see the man's appearance clearly because of the screen. But it was undeniable that as long as the money was in place, he could be invited to sing in the private room alone and could be kept until sunset at the latest. In other words, even if Shen Mingjue did not sell himself to the brothel openly, he could naturally be played with at will like those who invited him to drink and watch tea.

No wonder, no wonder I felt that person looked familiar... But General Shen took him back to the General's Mansion, why didn't he clear up the rumors? Is it really as the rumors say, that this is an unappreciated bastard? It's fine that Zheng Yuanqi bullied him, but with the support of the Minister of Justice Zheng, if he made such a splash and his father knew about it, he would probably have a hard time.

"Music prostitutes? What are those?" Zheng Yuanqi was too well protected by his family. He basically only wandered around the capital, rarely went to the south of the city, and never came to music halls or brothels. Therefore, he knew very little about this kind of entertainment that even Master Zhou liked.

Sun Ci's eyes rolled around, "It's just to sing for people."

Singing songs sounds embarrassing enough.

Zheng Yuanqi sent the people away and discussed with Sun Ci, "Brother Zhou asked us to slander Shen Mingjue's reputation, but in my opinion, there is no need to slander, telling the truth will make him afraid to come to the school again, what do you think?"

"As a grown man with hands and feet, even doing manual labor is more respectable than singing, right? Why stay in that kind of place? Tsk tsk tsk." He muttered, his porcelain-white, slightly round face full of disbelief. Even though his brother didn't ask him to go to that kind of vocal place, he always read some strange realistic stories and whispered, "It can't be the kind, sir, where you can get two copper coins for every touch, right?"

He was close to her, and Sun Ci couldn't help laughing when he heard the affected imitation tone, "Yeah, Yuanqi, how come you imitated it so well, as if you had really been there."

"No, no, my brother is very strict with me, and I heard it from others." He has always been gentle and speaks the truth to others.

Seeing him like this, Sun Ci couldn't bear to use him, but his identity was really embarrassing. What if he angered General Shen? The Sun family would definitely be in trouble!

Sun Ci said calmly: "How about this, we just tell the truth and say that he, Shen Mingjue, looks similar to the prostitute in the South City Music House a few years ago... What do you think?" He thought, and he turned around and told people that this word came from Zheng Yuanqi's mouth, and the similar appearance was enough to make those children from aristocratic families imagine a lot.

Zheng Yuanqi looked at the person in front of him in confusion, and what he said shocked everyone: "Ah, I have already asked those two servants to tell them..."

Suddenly, the man in front of him sat up and held his shoulders. His originally handsome face became a little ferocious because of anger: "What did you say? What did you tell them to say?"

In his anger, Sun Ci forgot that the easy-going man in front of him was the second son of the Minister of Justice and his grip was so strong that Zheng Yuanqi burst into tears.

"Adding fuel to the fire, exaggerating, adding fuel to the fire... Isn't this what Brother Zhou told you to do?"

Sun Ci immediately loosened his grip and fell onto the soft cushion, muttering, "It's over, it's over, my father is going to break my legs..."

Zheng Yuanqi was puzzled: "It was distributed in the name of Brother Zhou, how come it's over?"

Sun Ci: “…”

"Second Miss, can we say this earlier in the future?"

Zheng Yuanqi: “???”