Chapter 49 (2/2)
Walking beneath the big black umbrella and in the rain, Ning Que thought back to the previous scene and couldn’t help but laugh while shaking his head, “To be honest, that old Taoist was a little pitiful. Perhaps our prime minister is the same in the palace.”
Sang Sang used her right arm and shoulder to hold the black umbrella in place. In her left hand was a pancake that she bought from a small shop. She stop indistinctively, “Master, you seem to enjoy Chang An.”
“A different place of earth raises a different kind of people, but the people could also change the taste of the earth.” Ning Que smiled and answered, “Perhaps not so much liking Chang An, but I do like the people of Chang An.”
Just when he was saying, he suddenly wrinkled his eyebrow and said, “Three four, seven…..eight.”
Sang Sang was stumped a little and squeezed the pancake into her little mouth. Her left hand quickly rubbed a certain spot on his back. Ning Que wrinkled his eyebrow while picking up the heavy black umbrella in her hands. He corrected himself, “No, it’s seven seven.”
“I know.”
The spring rain poured down on Chang An city. In the streets, between the buildings, and along the people wearing rain coats, a big black umbrella was traveling around like a dark lotus. Under the big black umbrella Sang Sang had pancake in one hand and scratched Ning Que’s back with the other. The faces of the master and maid were filled with happiness and satisfaction.
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Besides people who sell umbrella and rent carriages, no one else would like the spring of Chang An City, which was filled with rainy days. The brothel was no exception. Due to the incident that occurred a few days ago, the Red Sleeve Club was forced to shut down for one day, while some unfortunate rumors were spread in the city. Right now it seemed suitable to play the instruments and draw, due to the drizzle outside, but there was truly no business during the day.
Even the girl who had their own house couldn’t resist but gathered in the front building. After greeting Madam Jian they all gathered in a room and chatted with each other to get by some time. This situation was suddenly changed after Ning Que and his maid entered the building and sudden the brothel was filled with laughter.
In the room of the topmost floor, a man around forty years ago saw this scene was the girls working for him. he couldn’t help but wrinkled his eyebrows while rebuking deeply, “All of them really think they are n.o.ble ladies who have nothing to do. Meng San, ask Madam Jain…..remember to be polite……who that youngster is. If he doesn’t have a background just get him out of here. The girls that I used money employing are not for him to be chatting with.”
“I advise you to not mess with that youngster, because…..he’s my last tenant.”
Around the table a middle aged man looked at him and smiled, his sword that was on his waist was now placed beside him. This man was the owner of all shops in the Forty Seventh Street.
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