Chapter 42 (1/2)
To find out when censor Zhang Yi Qi would visit the brothel, what his entrance route would be, what his departure ti Que had to visit the brothel named Red Sleeve Club repeatedly over the past few days But since he couldn’t let the others know of his true intentions while still gathering more infor and chatting
He got closer and closer with the lady named Shui Zhu Er He visited so frequently that even other ladies and servers in the building got used to his presence Since Madam Jian payed special attention to him, no one dared to say much about hie fro or hold hands with the ladies in the brothel He could not do much with the ladies which hy he didn’t pay ive tip to the , after a while, Sang Sang noticed the large su withdrawn fro Sang questioned his spendings and what he was doing Ning Que didn’t try to cover up his actions He explained his intentions to Sang Sangand why he spent his tiular custoovernment when some stuff happens in the brothel If I just visited there just once and coincidentally censor Zhang Yi Qi dies during that visit, the governh to track hed and continued “After I finish up my business, then obviously I wouldn’t need to waste my time in that brothel anymore and no more money will be spent”
“Why do I feel like you wouldraised her sested sincerely, “but if you stopped visiting that brothel after the censor died, wouldn’t that attract suspicion froht about it for a moment and noticed that this would be a proble irritated, he was relieved He rubbed her head and said “If this is true, then I need to visit that place a few more times after I finished the job Go check how reed and was ready to do her favorite job in this world: countingand stopped her He took out a box of rouge andfor a ift from Shui Zhu Er of the brothel She…is a nice person”
In actuality, Ning Que had asked Shui Zhu Er ee because he wanted tohappy And his co Otherwise, Sang Sang ift was dirty because of the jobs of the ladies in the brothel
Sang Sang took the box of rouge and happiness filled her sratefulness “I’ve heard that the ladies in the brothels have their own unique recipe, some of them are even better than those in the Chen Jin Shop”
“Do you like it?” Ning Que s’s two arhtly and she raised her face to look at hi to open her mouth to answer him, a trace of smile had already cli the box of rouge with the previously purchasedboiled hot water and washed Ning Que and her feet Then Sang Sangherself She whispered faintly that it was too cold without the hot stove
Even as the night darkened, Sang Sang couldn’t fall asleep She stared at the roof and her eyes were as shi+ny as a crystal Suddenly she asked, “Master, that Censor… ill he visit that brothel?”
Ning Que was silent for a long ti didn’t know that Chang An was a round than Mountain Min and the Great Plain Therefore she didn’t worry about her master’s safety However, she orried about sohtly, looked at the other side of the bed and said sincerely, “Master, if that censor is going to die tomorrow, shouldn’t you tell hi Que looked at the ceiling and wrinkled his eyebrows, “In revenge……if he doesn’t even knohat I’”
“Then tell him about it”
“Because of some reason, then I will represent the Heaven to punish you?……Wouldn’t this line be kind of random and not sincere? Is there any serious, or stylish way to do this?”
Sang Sang wrinkled her eyebrows and thought hard about how to solve this problem After a little bit, she nodded heavily on her pillow and said, “Master, write a poeood at that kind of stuff”
“Then can I write one?”