Chapter 238 Meat Wontons

Chapter 238 Meat Wontons

Chapter 238 Meat Wontons

The sky seems to be affectionate and understands people’s intentions. The murderous aura dissipates and the wind and rain stop

Dark clouds passed by, and a full moon emerged in the dark blue sky.

However, the prosperity of Pingyang City tonight was largely extinguished by the recent storm. There were few people walking in the city and most of the shops were closed.

The young man was walking alone on the street carrying two food boxes.

He looked like a waiter from a restaurant delivering food to a wealthy family, except that he had an upright posture and did not look like someone who had been under someone else's command for long. This strange feeling of incongruity occasionally attracted a few glances.

Five carriages stopped in front of Juyuan Inn one after another. The guards behind the carriages opened their oil-paper umbrellas. The man waved his hand and scolded with a smile, "It's raining so fast. Is it going to soak your master to death? Go to Zuixianlou and ask for a table of top quality. My brothers and I will continue drinking."

Several court officials and stewards got off the car, bowed and said with a smile: "Thank you, Boss Hu, for the hospitality."

Master Hu Er laughed and said, "It's not fun tonight. The people in Liuying Tower are all mediocre. I asked several houses in a row, and those top prostitutes have been invited to the mansion. Brothers like you and me, how can we lack this little money? If you want to have fun, let's have the best."

After they entered the inn, he called the young guard over and whispered, "Find out secretly to find out whose mansion the top prostitutes in Pingyang City have gone to."

The guard nodded and said, "Yes."

"The madam won't tell the truth. You can spend some money and ask those pimps and maids."

The guard smiled and said, "Don't worry, Second Master."

The guards left, and Mr. Hu was about to return to the inn when he suddenly saw a familiar figure sitting in the corner across the street.

"Brother Zhang?"

Hu Er walked over and called out to the man.

"Is it really you?"

Zhang Yu raised his head and saw that it was Hu Er, whom he had parted with at Zuixianlou during the day. He chuckled and said, "Brother Hu, are you waiting for me here?"

Hu Er shook his head quickly and said with a smile, "I came back from drinking with some business friends. I was about to go back to the inn when I saw you at the door. I ordered some wine and food from Zuixianlou. If you are free, I will introduce them to you."

Zhang Yu shook his head and said, "I have something to do tonight, so I won't disturb Brother Hu's fun."

Hu Er smiled and said, "Okay, okay, brother, please do as you please."

"Farewell!"

The smile on Hu Er's face gradually faded. He was born a hunter in Liaodong and had a keener sense of smell than ordinary people. As soon as he approached, he smelled the smell of blood. He vaguely guessed what this Brother Zhang was doing. From beginning to end, he did not dare to even look at the two wooden boxes.

The Ji Mansion is located in Renshanfang in the south of the city, where Pingyang's powerful families live.

On weekdays, Ji Ling was mostly in the Jinyiwei Qianhu Station in the north of the city, and his relatives were also settled there. In recent days, when distinguished guests came, he held a banquet at his home to entertain them, and also invited the top prostitute in the brothel to stay in the mansion and keep him company every night.

"Master Wan, is this wine and food still edible?"

Captain Ji smiled and poured wine for one of them.

"Old Ji is thoughtful."

The chief man was about eighteen years old, with a handsome face. He was dressed in white and had a loose belt. He exuded an air of wealth and was obviously disdainful of vulgar women. The accompanying women did not dare to approach him.

He glanced at her sideways and chuckled, "Although these country foods are not as good as the royal chef's, they still have their own unique flavor."

Ji Ling quickly complimented him, "Of course. Shanxi is so big that I'm afraid there won't be many families who can have imperial chefs to serve you, except your family."

There were five or six young men in gorgeous clothes sitting at the table, all of them were only seventeen or eighteen years old. They were leaning on the beautiful women, hugging each other, but they were already experts in this field, teasing the beautiful women to the point of moaning.

“Don’t be like this…”

These women were the top girls in all the brothels in Pingyang City. They were courtesans who sold their art but not their bodies. They were rarely seen in ordinary times. Even in front of wealthy merchants who spent huge sums of money, they put on airs and did not speak politely to them.

At this moment, he wished he could turn into an octopus and entangle as many people as possible.

"Master Wan, I offer you a toast. I wish you eternal prosperity and prosperity for generations to come."

Wan Xiaoyun just raised the wine cup, took a sip, and put it down.

Among all the young men from the capital city, he had the most noble family background, the highest status, and the best appearance, so naturally he was very arrogant.

The young girl in her prime sighed softly upon seeing this, her eyes sad and seemed full of resentment.

She was the most popular prostitute in Pingyang City, but she still couldn't impress Wan Xiaoyun.

"Old Ji, thank you for your hard work these days."

Wan Xiaoyun glanced at several of his peers who were having sex with prostitutes, with a disdainful smile on his face. He poured half a glass of wine for Ji Ling, and the captain of Pingyang City immediately expressed his gratitude and burst into tears.

"Serving you, Old Ji, feels like taking a tonic pill from a god. I feel like I have endless energy. How can I feel tired?"

Wan Xiaoyun laughed and said, "I will tell my elder brother about your loyalty."

Although this Mr. Wan is only eighteen years old, he can be considered the uncle of the current emperor.

When the Wan family suffered a disaster, all the male members were exiled. It was not until Wan Zhen'er was favored in the palace and was valued by the late Empress Dowager and was granted to Prince Qi as his concubine that the Wan family gradually recovered. Old man Wan was still strong and gave birth to this son in the exile in the north. The son was spoiled since childhood.

Hearing the word "elder brother", Ji Ling's expression became serious. He said solemnly: "It is the duty of the Jinyiwei to pacify the local area and eliminate the bandits. What's more, he has offended Master Wan, so he deserves death even more!"

Speaking of this, Wan Xiaoyun got angry.

There is a kind of tea called Yunwu Xianming, which has been selling very well in northern provinces in recent years, and the tea business is making a fortune. He accidentally learned that this business was run by Qingfeng Village in Pingyang Prefecture. Master Wan relied on his status and wanted to split the profit with the other party 70% to 30%. However, the manager he sent was beaten with a 70% profit and sent back.

"Pingyang Prefecture does not allow such a powerful copycat to exist!"

"Yes, although Commander Wan said that the Jianghu and the imperial court should be clearly separated, Qingfeng Village has gone too far in recent years. They have controlled so many profitable businesses without any respect, and have run Yunwu Mountain like an iron barrel. They really have no respect for the law..."

As the two were talking, a butler came in to report and whispered to Ji Ling.

"Master, someone has brought you a gift."

"What gift? Can't you see that the master has a distinguished guest here?"

The housekeeper said, "He said he knew that the master had a distinguished guest in his house, so he specially sent two small dishes to liven up the atmosphere."

Ji Ling felt something was wrong and was about to speak when he heard Wan Xiaoyun say with a smile, "Maybe that family has good news and knows that I came to Pingyang Prefecture. It's not good to make it public, so they come here to make friends. Captain Ji, please let them in, don't offend your friend."

There are thousands of students and old friends all over Shanxi Province.

There are three or four old friends in Pingyang City. In terms of noble family background, they are far superior to a captain of the Embroidered Uniform Guard. If Wan Xiaoyun did not want to use the power of the Embroidered Uniform Guard to set up Qingfeng Village, according to the rules, he should have visited those families first.

Ji Ling said to the housekeeper, "Master Wan has given instructions, so just let him in.

He whispered again: "Call a few Jinyiwei brothers to wait outside the hall."

(End of this chapter)