#18 - Fox Demon Oiran
“Young Master, although that Xu Qingwan has decent strength, I'm afraid she's not qualified to guide your martial arts practice.”
On the speeding carriage, Wang Er looked depressed: “Besides, the price you offered her is too high. If that's the case, I think I can teach you too.”
“Hmm?”
Wei Changtian glanced at Wang Er's sturdy figure, and then thought about how he looked when he was giving him personal guidance on his movements...
“Go cool off wherever you can!”
Wang Er felt a little hurt when he heard this, but soon remembered something else: “Oh right, Young Master, I have the results of the investigation you asked me to do on Yang Liu Shi.”
Wei Changtian nodded: “Oh, tell me about it.”
“Yes.”
Wang Er lowered his voice and whispered: “Miss Liu Shi is from Qingzhou Prefecture. Her family was quite wealthy, but later the whole family died in a fire, and only she survived.”
“Later, she came to the capital to seek refuge with a distant relative. Because she was so beautiful, this relative wanted to marry her off to Zhang Shilang of the Ministry of Revenue, in exchange for a minor official position for their son.”
“But Miss Liu Shi would rather die than agree, so the family sold her to Phoenix栖馆 in a fit of anger.”
“Who would have thought that once she entered the brothel, she would be like a different person, actually thriving. Last year, she even won the top spot in the Flower Ranking Competition.”
“Hmm.”
Wei Changtian looked calm on the surface, but in his heart, he was as clear as a mirror.
A fox demon!
She came from the Shiwan Mountains in the southwest, and infiltrated the capital to find an opportunity to save someone, no, to save a demon, from the Xuanjing Division's prison.
And this is not even the most crucial thing.
The most outrageous thing is that she uses illusions to fool people every time she receives a guest!
The guests think they enjoyed themselves, but in reality, they are just "fantasizing."
Isn't this blatant consumer deception?
Too hateful, I must go and teach her a lesson!
Raising an eyebrow, Wei Changtian asked: “Which days does Yang Liu Shi receive guests? Is it still the same rule?”
“Yes.”
Wang Er replied truthfully: “Miss Liu Shi still receives guests three times a month, on the first, fifteenth, and twenty-eighth, and the guests must be officials of the third rank or higher.”
“However, she will also be on a flower boat for a night cruise during the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days, and she has released word that she may make an exception once, and many literati and poets are waiting for that day.”
“Hmm.”
Wei Changtian nodded and ordered: “Arrange it, I want to go on Yang Liu Shi's, cough, flower boat on the Mid-Autumn Festival.”
“Okay, Young Master.”
Wang Er lowered his head and accepted the order, secretly slandering in his heart.
Although the Young Master has been much gentler recently, and hasn't gone out to kill people for several days.
But his old lecherous habits haven't changed at all!
“Woof woof woof!”
“Cluck cluck cluck!”
The sun, which had just begun to set in the west, returned to the Wei residence. As soon as Wei Changtian entered the courtyard, he saw Da Gui chasing an old hen. The two animals ran from east to west, from south to north, a vivid scene of "pandemonium."
“Where did the chicken come from?”
Wei Changtian walked to Qiu Yun, who was standing under the eaves looking helpless, and asked in surprise: “Did Qiaoling get it again?”
“Yes.”
Qiu Yun rubbed her forehead: “Miss said that our courtyard is too stuffy, this will liven it up a bit.”
“...”
After a moment of silence, Wei Changtian gritted his teeth and asked: “Where is she?”
“She's in the room learning to write with Madam.”
“Qiaoling? Learning to write?”
Wei Changtian was stunned for a moment, then walked towards the room, but after taking two steps, he turned back and headed straight for the old hen.
“Cluck cluck cluck!”
“Thump!”
“...”
“Perfect, we'll have chicken tonight.”
Sandalwood incense wafted in the study.
In front of a specially made small wooden table, Wei Qiaoling was holding the smallest brush and writing furiously, the ink splattering everywhere, giving her the air of a wild-style artist.
Lu Jingyao stood beside her, although her clothes were covered in ink spots, she didn't seem to mind, and even had a rare smile on her face.
This was the first time Wei Changtian had seen her smile.
Objectively speaking, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she was radiant.
“Big brother, big brother, you're back!”
Hearing the movement at the door, Wei Qiaoling, unaware that she had "lost her beloved chicken", immediately jumped up from behind the small table and ran towards Wei Changtian.
“Don't move!”
Wei Changtian hurriedly grabbed the two small black claws that were coming at him, "helping" Wei Qiaoling wipe her hands clean with her own clothes.
“Big brother! Look at the words I wrote!”
Wei Qiaoling didn't realize that she was being disliked again, grabbed Wei Changtian's hand, walked to the small wooden table, and proudly held up her masterpiece.
On it were a few crookedly written words.
“Father, mother, big brother, sister-in-law, Da Gui...”
“This...”
Wei Changtian was stunned, and somewhat regretted killing the old hen just now.
Actually, Wei Qiaoling was quite pitiful before.
Although the previous owner also loved this younger sister, his main occupation was still visiting brothels, so in the huge Wei residence, apart from a few young maids, there was really no one to play with her.
No wonder this little girl especially likes raising animals, and was able to get along so quickly with Lu Jingyao...
Wei Changtian was silent for a while, and was thinking about whether to have someone buy another chicken back when Yuan'er suddenly poked her head in from outside the door.
“Young Master, Sister Qiuyun asked me to ask, how should we eat the old hen?”
Wei Changtian: “...”
Wei Qiaoling: “...Big cluck...wa!!!”
Half an incense stick later, Wei Qiaoling ran off to check on the stewed chicken while wiping away her tears.
Then it was the daily medicine application time.
Wei Changtian lay on his stomach on the bed with his upper body bare, while Lu Jingyao sat on the edge of the bed and carefully applied the ointment.
Compared to Qiu Yun, who occasionally does some rough work, her hands were softer and her movements were very careful.
The faint sound of breathing echoed in the room, and the two of them didn't speak throughout the whole process.
It wasn't until after it was over that Wei Changtian realized that Lu Jingyao seemed to hesitate to speak.
He asked while putting on his clothes: “What's wrong?”
Lu Jingyao hesitated: “Do you, do you want to learn to write?”
“Hmm?”
Wei Changtian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the "poem" he had written for Lu Jingyao.
So, I was despised?
But on second thought, he really needed to improve his calligraphy skills, so he nodded generously: “Okay, if I have time in the future, I will learn from you for an hour every day.”
“Then do you want to learn now?”
Lu Jingyao lowered her head and stared at the tips of her shoes, and said softly: “There's still some time before dinner.”
“Sure.”
Wei Changtian asked: “Shall we go to the study?”
“Well... the study is a bit messy because of Qiaoling.”
Lu Jingyao murmured: “It's okay to go to my room too...”
Wei Changtian: “?”
I now have ample reason to suspect that your motives are not pure!
