In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife! -
Chapter 1102 - 1096 Osmanthus Moon Building
Chapter 1102: Chapter 1096 Osmanthus Moon Building
Two girls chatted as they dragged Qin Yu into the room.
"Let go, let go, I’m telling you, I, Qin Yu, am not a coward, not at all! Not at all..."
But Qin Yu, a man towering eight feet tall, being dragged away by two girls with seemingly delicate bodies, was indeed an eye-catching sight.
Zhang Zhongding came down from upstairs, went onto the corridor, and just happened to catch this strange scene, immediately furrowing his brows.
"Second Young Master, what are you looking at?"
The attendant by his side curiously gazed at him and instinctively turned to look, but saw nothing.
Zhang Zhongding shifted his gaze away from the door that had closed and then shook his head, continuing to walk down, "It’s nothing, let’s go."
The attendant looked left and right again before shaking his head and following after him.
Zhang Zhongding’s brows remained furrowed. After descending the stairs, he was greeted by a waiter who kept nodding and bowing to him.
"Second Young Master came out rather early today, were you dissatisfied with the girl serving you today? Would you like me to get you another girl you’re familiar with?"
Few knew that the Guiyuelou was actually a property that came as a dowry from Mrs. Zhang’s family.
For this reason, Zhang Zhongding had been frequently entering Guiyuelou lately, but he was really just coming to check on the accounts.
"No need, I am not feeling well today and will be heading back early," Zhang Zhongding said, swiftly walking out.
The attendant behind him fumbled in his clothing for a moment, pulled out a piece of silver, and tossed it into the waiter’s chest, giving him a sideways glance, "Have some sense, can’t you see my master is in a bad mood today. Really..."
Having said that, he hurried to catch up with Zhang Zhongding.
Zhang Zhongding felt frustrated and vexed.
Recently, he had been ordered back to Shengjing by His Majesty, and he thought he would have a great opportunity to prosper. But no sooner had he entered the Capital City than he realized it was not so at all.
The civil officials in the Capital City colluded together, and these civil officials had a deep-rooted disdain for military officials. No matter his ambition, he had nowhere to apply it, especially now with the New Year approaching. The city inside and out was bustling, but he felt lost and longed to return immediately to Hezhong City, where he, Zhang Zhongding, could truly showcase his talent.
Outside Guiyuelou, the street was buzzing with excitement, filled with the scent of incense. Everywhere, there were dust-covered ladies laughing and beckoning to passersby, a truly irritating sight.
"Alas! Look at these days of peace and prosperity, drowned in wine and lost in the lantern light, when will they ever end?"
Zhang Zhongding sighed and kept walking.
"Young master always likes to say such equivocal things—beyond me. I only know His Majesty summoned young master back to the Capital City, but there has been no follow-up. That’s why young master is unhappy, and if young master is unhappy, naturally I am unhappy too. And if I’m unhappy, naturally..."
There was an excellent horse stationed outside Guiyuelou, the attendant hurriedly stepped forward to grab the reins.
"What comes naturally? What nonsense are you rambling on about?"
Zhang Zhongding found it amusing, tapped the attendant’s forehead as he mounted his horse, "His Majesty must have His intentions for acting this way, don’t talk nonsense outside, if someone overhears you, even I can’t protect you."
The attendant shrank his neck in fright, hurriedly looking around to make sure no one was paying attention, and then also mounted the horse, "It’s just the two of us in the carriage, who else could hear? Stop teasing, young master."
"Is that so!"
Zhang Zhongding laughed, still feeling like he had forgotten something.
He frowned, looking back frequently, and suddenly, with a loud shout, he turned the horse’s head around, "This is bad, something’s happened! Hurry, let’s go back!"
The attendant clearly hadn’t grasped the situation yet. By the time he turned his horse around, the figure ahead had already vanished at the corner of the street.
"Young master, wait for me!"
He hurriedly shouted and raised his horsewhip, lashing it downwards as he chased in the direction his young master had disappeared.
By the time Qin Hui reached the Ministry of Works and couldn’t find anyone, then followed the clues to the brothel, quite some time had already passed.
It was also his first time visiting such a place.
Compared to his second uncle, Qin Xiao, Qin Yu and Qin Yueshi were naive, but Qin Yueshi was very strict with his three sons. On usual days, they would subconsciously detour when passing this street. But today, he heard directions saying his father had come here.
He had already wandered around the street for several rounds, and it took quite an effort to muster the courage to step in, but along the way, the flamboyantly dressed women made him too embarrassed to even lift his head.
Seemingly noticing his embarrassment, these streetwalkers deliberately threw their handkerchiefs at him.
"This young brother here, why don’t you come up and sit for a while!"
"Hey, young brother, come on up, come up and have a chat with your sister, sing a little tune, I guarantee you’ll be satisfied..."
"Brother, don’t walk so fast, over here, your sister is waiting for you..."
The women with their chests and backs exposed almost made Qin Hui want to cover his face and flee.
After zigzagging through the alley, just when he finally steadied his footing, he heard a commotion ahead.
A large crowd had gathered at the end of the alley, all pointing and shouting, creating a hubbub that Qin Hui found quite unfamiliar.
He thought about turning back, but then remembered his mother’s instructions and had to grit his teeth and push forward.
"Make way, make way, let me through, move aside..."
Qin Hui said loudly as he squeezed forward.
But the crowd in front was obviously very excited and showed no signs of making way, which frustrated Qin Hui.
He looked around and, biting his lip, no longer cared about anything else as he pushed his head down and weaved through the gaps, eventually making his way into the crowd.
But before he had the chance to move further, a commanding voice suddenly rang out ahead.
"Stop pushing, stop pushing, make way! Officials are conducting an investigation; everyone move back! Move back!"
The officials, wielding big sabers, drove the crowd back, adopting a strictly businesslike demeanor, showing no leniency.
The previously cheering crowd didn’t dare to speak and quietly backed away.
Caught within the crowd, Qin Hui was stuck between moving forward and retreating, swaying with the flow. As he truly couldn’t break free, his heart was filled with frustration. Just then, a cold sneer came from someone beside him: "Even these dog officers have met their day! Good, catch them and be done with it. Their official’s hats won’t be safe now."
These words made Qin Hui’s heart pound, and he quickly turned to look at the person squeezing into the crowd who had spoken.
"Fellow, what do you mean by ’dog officers’ and ’official’s hats won’t be safe’?"
"Have you just arrived?"
The man sized him up.
"Indeed, I’ve just arrived and then..." Qin Hui smiled awkwardly.
"No wonder," the man said with a look that said it all, "It’s from the Guiyuelou there. Today, people from the Palace Guards came, and who knew, upon a casual search, they unexpectedly caught several courtiers. The Imperial Court strictly forbids officials from patronizing prostitutes, and now these officials have been caught red-handed. Most likely, tomorrow morning, they will be reported by the Speech Officials to His Majesty. Their official’s hats are as good as gone."
Qin Hui was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat.
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