Dusk gradually spread, the setting sun was sinking to the west, and half of the western sky looked like it was stained with blood.
The banquet was coming to an end, and Zhu Ping'an was almost three-quarters drunk. In order to relieve his drunkenness, Zhu Ping'an stood up and prepared to go to the bathroom, and at the same time get some fresh air to get rid of the alcohol.
Zhu Ping'an left the banquet room and was about to walk in the direction of the bathroom he had visited last time, but was stopped by a maid.
"Excuse me, sir, would you like to change your clothes?" the little maid asked Zhu Ping'an.
Zhu Pingan nodded.
"Sir, please follow me. The mansion has specially prepared a changing area for this banquet. It's not far ahead." The little maid knelt down to Zhu Ping'an and pointed in a direction with her little finger.
Outside the banquet venue, in addition to this little maid, there were many other maids standing outside, but this little maid's clothes were better. The Yan family really valued this small banquet, and even had someone to guide them to the bathroom. It seems that the various extravagant behaviors of Yan Song and his son that were read in history books before were not groundless. Looking at the well-trained maid, Zhu Ping'an complained in his heart.
"In that case, thank you very much." Zhu Ping'an bowed.
Since someone showed him the direction of the restroom, Zhu Ping'an decided not to go to the restroom again. After all, what happened to Miss Yan the last time he went to the restroom still made Zhu Ping'an feel a little scared. Zhu Ping'an didn't want to run into Miss Yan again. Judging from the way that girl threw her shoes yesterday, he definitely couldn't let it go.
The little maid led the way in front, and Zhu Ping'an followed behind, turning left and right and gradually walked into a group of buildings.
Looking at the maid leading the way, Zhu Pingan was a little suspicious. Why was the dressing room prepared by the Yan Mansion for this small banquet so remote? It was a little unreasonable. So Zhu Pingan slowly slowed down his pace.
"Sir, it's just ahead." The little maid seemed to have noticed Zhu Ping'an's suspicion, so she stopped and turned back to say to Zhu Ping'an.
Maybe I was overthinking it. It was just a trip to the bathroom. There was no need for so many conspiracy theories. Zhu Pingan nodded and temporarily gave up the idea.
It was a coincidence that in this building complex, a newly-appointed scholar who had been drunk at the Grand Enrong Banquet in the morning was slowly waking up at this moment. He was about to go to the Small Enrong Banquet to find someone's misfortune. The thief had avoided the Grand Enrong Banquet in the morning, so he would not be able to avoid the Small Enrong Banquet again this time.
The man came out of the room, followed the path in the building complex, took a shortcut and went to Xiao Enrong Banquet before it got dark.
When I was about to come out of the small path in the building complex, I just heard the little maid say, "Sir, it's just ahead."
Upon hearing the voice, the man's face changed.
This voice is so familiar. Isn't this Zichai, the personal maid of Miss Yan? In order to get close to Miss Yan, I often sent gifts and poems to Miss Yan through this maid.
There was no way I could have misunderstood this voice, but who was she talking to
The slightly tipsy new scholar then leaned against the corner, quietly stretched out half of his head to look forward, and just in time saw the little maid turn around and talk to Zhu Ping'an.
Thus, the moment he saw this scene, the slightly tipsy new scholar sobered up completely.
He clenched his fists, and his eyes were filled with resentment.
There was no doubt about it, that maid was Miss Yan's personal maid, and the so-called young master she mentioned was Zhu Ping'an. Even if the little thief turned into ashes, I would be able to recognize him.
After sobering up, the newly-appointed scholar thought again about what the maid had just said: Sir, it's just in front.
What does it mean? What is the previous life
The newly promoted Jinshi's smart brain worked rapidly, and then he came to a fact that was unbearable for him: Zi Chai was almost inseparable from Miss Yan, what else could be going on?! Alpaca, is this a secret meeting?! Zi Chai is a traitor. Is this going to lead Zhu Ping'an to a secret meeting with Miss Yan?!
Damn it, we had already discussed the engagement and it was about to be finalized, but she was secretly meeting a man behind my back!
I caught him this time. But how many times before
This is intolerable, what else can we not tolerate
The newly-appointed scholar could no longer hold back, and felt that the black gauze hat on his head had turned green. He clenched his fists, and veins on his face were exposed. He was about to rush out and beat up the little thief Zhu Ping'an, otherwise he would not be able to relieve his hatred.
The newly-appointed scholar was about to howl and rush out, but suddenly someone covered his mouth and pulled him back into the alley.
"Hush, Mr. Ouyang, don't be impulsive." After the man pulled the new scholar back to the alley, he shook his head vigorously at the new scholar, and then slowly let go of his hand.
"Lord Luo, this is intolerable!" The new scholar's face was filled with grief and indignation.
Well, everyone should have guessed it, yes, these two people are Ouyang Zishi and Luo Longwen. Luo Longwen saw Miss Yan's personal maid leading Zhu Pingan away at the banquet, so he followed Zhu Pingan, but he didn't expect to see this scene.
"Mr. Ouyang, please be patient and don't cause any misunderstanding." Luo Longwen shook his head.
You misunderstood me! She is not your fiancée, so you should be patient! If you continue to be patient, I don’t know how many more hats will be put on your head.
When Ouyang Zishi was about to lose his temper, he saw Zhu Ping'an, who had just entered the room, staggering out again, as if he was frightened. He jogged back along the same path as if he was being chased by a dog.
"Zhu Ping'an, just wait for me!"
Not long after Zhu Ping'an came out, the angry voice of Miss Yan Er was heard from the room.
He came out so quickly, so nothing must have happened. Ouyang Zishi breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately became angry again.
Is this Zhu Pingan completely refusing to acknowledge his past mistakes?!
We can roughly guess it from Miss Yan's angry voice, otherwise why would Miss Yan say something like "just wait for me" in angrily!
Before Zhu Ping'an ran back the same way, Luo Longwen pulled Ouyang Zishi into a small alley and hid for a long time before coming out again.
"I will not be a human being if I don't avenge myself!" Ouyang Zishi said hatefully, gritting his teeth.
"Mr. Ouyang, please calm down." Luo Longwen consoled.
"How can we calm down after seeing such a deep hatred and bloodshed?" Ouyang Zishi gritted his teeth, full of resentment.
"What if Zhu Ping'an died?" Luo Longwen looked at Ouyang Zishi and smiled sinisterly.
"Dead? Killing is against the law." Ouyang Zishi was slightly stunned, and then said hesitantly.
"In many cases, you don't need to do it yourself to kill someone." Luo Longwen said meaningfully.
"You mean bribing the assassin?" Ouyang Zishi perked up.
"No." Luo Longwen shook his head.
"Where is it?" Ouyang Zishi was puzzled.
"There is a county in the southeast that is notoriously a deadly place. The poor mountains and bad waters produce unruly people, and killing officials has become the norm. There are also constant Japanese invasions near the sea, and endless rebellions by the southern barbarians and Miao people. But six county magistrates have died in the past five years. If he can be sent to this county, ha ha... his grave will be overgrown with grass within half a year." Luo Longwen touched the tuft of beard on his chin and spoke grimly.
"That being said, he is the top scholar. According to convention, he will be appointed as an editor in the Hanlin Academy." Ouyang Zishi shook his head.
"So what? Sir, don't forget the imperial examination. This is a godsend opportunity." Luo Longwen said grimly.
Then, Ouyang Zishi's eyes lit up.
"Please keep today's private meeting a secret, Lord Luo." Ouyang Zishi hesitated and said to Luo Longwen.
"Don't worry, sir. I have also suffered from this kind of thing and I feel the same way. I will keep it a secret for you." Luo Longwen's voice was full of vicissitudes, as if it contained a story.
"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Ouyang Zishi couldn't help but look at Luo Longwen again. He didn't expect that they were both wanderers in this world.
"I hope you'll keep it a secret." Luo Longwen sighed.
"Of course." Ouyang Zishi nodded vigorously.
"That was five years ago. At that time, I was still a world-famous ink master, and I had a concubine in the other courtyard. Next door to the other courtyard was a young scholar named Zhu. I had met him a few times. He looked honest, but who would have thought that he was a thick-skinned man with a thick face but a thick heart! One time, I went to the other courtyard to sleep, and I heard the scholar next door playing the flute by the wall, and it was lingering and sad. My concubine seemed to be moved by the sound of the flute. I didn't notice anything at the time, but when I returned home, I strongly suspected that the two of them were doing something unfaithful to me!"
"Finally, I caught them. I trapped this couple on the bed!"
When Luo Longwen talked about the past, his expression was ferocious, which showed how much hatred he had at that time. Zhu Ping'an also had the surname Zhu, was also a scholar, and had a simple and honest face. Luo Longwen's "care" for Zhu Ping'an might have something to do with the past.
"You must have beaten that scholar named Zhu half to death, right?"
Ouyang Zishi felt that the scholar named Zhu would definitely be beaten half to death by Luo Longwen, and he would do the same if it were him.
"Haha, I trapped them on the bed and had sex with them all..." Luo Longwen told Ouyang Zishi with gritted teeth, accompanied by gusts of cold wind.
What
Put them both... ... on... ... Ouyang Zishi's anus tightened immediately after hearing this. This, this...
"Ahem, um, Lord Luo, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first..." (To be continued.)