Drunken Meeting with Qiuxiang
After being helped away by the Martial Scholar, Zhan Ji's mind was still clear, but he pretended to be drunk and noisy.
Scholar Wu was annoyed, but Grand Preceptor Hua told him to take good care of Zhan Ji.
After thinking about it, the Martial Scholar decided to shove Zhan Ji into the carriage so that he could be quiet no matter how loud he shouted.
"Grand Preceptor Hua used to be an important minister and is currently dissatisfied with the court. He will definitely cultivate his own forces in order to make a comeback.”
Lying in the carriage, Zhan Ji opened his eyes, which were exceptionally bright in the darkness.
According to his plan, Grand Preceptor Hua would test his identity and even send people to investigate Zhan Ji.
Zhan Ji didn't take these things to heart. He had already thought of a way to deal with it.
The carriage suddenly stopped. The Martial Scholar opened the curtain and helped Zhan Ji out.
He lowered his head and pretended to be drunk, but he was still mumbling some unclear words.
Grand Preceptor Hua's mansion was built extravagantly. The entire courtyard occupied nearly a hundred acres, and the bricks used were all of the highest quality.
The entrance of the mansion was exquisitely carved, giving off a grand and imposing feeling.
Looking at the interior of the courtyard, there were carved beams and painted buildings everywhere, showing its unique craftsmanship.
Many women in gorgeous clothes rushed past with utensils in their hands. They looked at Zhan Ji curiously and then looked away.
"I wonder which one of these girls is Qiuxiang.”Zhan Ji secretly observed his surroundings and thought curiously.
"Scholar Wu, who is this person you are supporting?”
Someone in front suddenly spoke. His voice was as clear as a silver bell, and it vaguely carried a gentle and charming feeling.
Zhan Ji peeked over and couldn't help but praise in his heart.
This woman was wearing a green robe. Her skin was as fair as jade, and her facial features were exquisite. Her long, ink-like hair was tied up, and her limpid eyes were curiously sizing up Zhan Ji.
"Sister Qiuxiang, this young master met Old Master at the Qingyun Pavilion. Old Master said that he admired his talent and asked me to invite him to the residence.”The Martial Scholar said honestly.
"So she is Qiuxiang."
"Light Cloud Pavilion?" Qiuxiang frowned." What is that place?”
How could the Martial Scholar dare to tell her that only a few of them knew that Grand Preceptor Hua had gone to the Qingyun Pavilion to prostitute himself.
If he told Qiuxiang and Madam Hua found out, he would definitely suffer.
The martial scholar stuttered for a long time but could not say anything. Hearing this, Zhan Ji heaved a sigh of relief.
"Bring the wine!" Zhan Ji suddenly straightened up and said loudly,""Since ancient times, sages have been lonely, only the drinker has left his name!”
"So it's a wine shop." Qiu Xiang nodded in realization and looked at Zhan Ji with admiration.
In her opinion, Zhan Ji must be a scholar whose talent was not recognized. He got drunk in a tavern and met Grand Preceptor Hua, who had retired.
"That's right, it's in the tavern." The Martial Scholar nodded repeatedly.
"Has Old Master arranged a room for this young master?”Qiuxiang carefully sized up Zhan Ji and found that although his service was simple, his facial features were delicate and there was a kind of free and easy heroic feeling between his eyebrows.
Inadvertently, Qiuxiang's good impression of Zhan Ji increased a little. After all, a handsome scholar who was unappreciated could easily arouse a woman's maternal love.
"No, I haven't." Scholar Wu shook his head and said.
"Follow me."
Qiu Xiang sighed and said gently.
She walked in front with light steps, leading the Martial Scholar and Zhan Ji to the courtyard of the palace.
After a brief conversation with the servants in the courtyard, Qiuxiang took a bunch of keys and placed Zhan Ji in the wing room at the east end.
After getting the bedding and other things for Zhan Ji, Qiuxiang simply made the bed and left in a hurry.
Lying on the bed alone, Zhan Ji wanted to sit cross-legged and meditate for a while.
However, there were many servants walking back and forth in the courtyard. In order to not expose the fact that he was pretending to be drunk, Zhan Ji directly pulled the blanket over and fell asleep.
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