After figuring this out, Zhang Yiqi was so depressed that he gave up the idea of currying favor in the officialdom. Instead, he devoted himself to worldly pleasures. He forced himself to marry several concubines despite his fierce wife at home. Every once in a while, he would go to the famous brothel in Chang 'an City to hang out.
However, to lead a befuddled life, one still needed the support of money and official positions. Zhang Yiqi did not want to be caught red-handed. A Censor visiting a prostitute could be a big or small matter, but if such a thing happened to him, His Majesty the Emperor in the palace would definitely mercilessly demote him to the mortal world and then ruthlessly step on him three times. For this reason, the censor was extremely careful every time he went out to have fun, as if he was a thief.
It was no exaggeration to say that Zhang Yiqi was definitely the most careful person among all the officials in Chang 'an who went in and out of the brothel. He was also the one who was the most difficult to track down. It was precisely because of this reason that Zhuo Er had never been able to track down his whereabouts. Ning Que had also spent several days and his last dozens of taels of silver.
A horse carriage stopped outside the side door of the House of Red Sleeves. Censor Zhang Yiqi, who was disguised as an ordinary rich man, got off the carriage and walked in. He waved his hand behind him and several bodyguards, who were already familiar with him, went to find a restaurant in the alley and waited.
After Zhang Yiqi entered the door, he signaled for the manservant to leave. He walked along a stone path hidden by the green bamboos of the courtyard wall towards a certain courtyard by the stream. Once inside, the iron-shouldered censor had officially transformed into an old brothel customer. The worried expression on his face finally disappeared and was replaced by a rare look of comfort and contentment.
He was already familiar with the path and naturally did not need anyone to lead the way. He was also afraid of being seen by others. The back of the House of Red Sleeves was an independent and secluded courtyard. Moreover, he would make an appointment before coming here, so he did not have to worry about embarrassing things like bumping into each other.
As for safety, he was not worried at all. The security in Chang 'an had always been excellent. Other than those boorish men who cut their sleeves and cut their hands to fight, there were rarely any murders in the North, South, and West Cities. As for the House of Red Sleeves, no one dared to cause trouble.
Everyone knew that the owner of the House of Red Sleeves was backed by the Chang 'an Local Government. Mistress Jian's backer was the Empress who was standing on the top of the mountain. Although the Fourth Princess had returned from the grassland, no one dared to provoke Mistress Jian other than her.
Mistress Jian was really amazing. She was forced to come from the South Jin Kingdom by the former emperor and established the reputation of the House of Red Sleeves as the best song-and-dance troupe in the world. Over the years, she had also trained countless courtesans and won most of the glory of the brothels. What Zhang Yiqi admired the most was that such a madam could enter and exit the palace freely. It was even rumored that she and the Empress even called each other sisters in private!
Zhang Yiqi looked at the small courtyard that was getting closer and closer, but his mind was thinking about the legend of Mistress Jian. He thought to himself that if someone could win the favor of that woman, then his career would be smooth sailing. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't afford to lose face, he would have already pounced on her.
The censor did not know that a few days ago, a young man who had just arrived in Chang 'an had somehow caught Mistress Jian's eye. Although he could not say that he was favored or appreciated by her, he would have already pounced on her. What he did not expect was that the young man was leaning against a railing on the third floor and looking at his back with a faint smile.
He had made a rough plan for the whole thing and should not be a burden to Dewdrop. However, to be safe, Ning Que arrived at the House of Red Sleeves in the afternoon. He did not go to Dewdrop's courtyard like he did a few days ago. Instead, he went straight to the main building to chat with the maidservant, Xiaocao. This made Xiaocao very surprised. She laughed at him with a hint of shyness and joy.
Ning Que had noticed Zhang Yiqi the moment he walked in from the side door. He had been on duty with the censor for a few days. How could he not remember Zhang Yiqi's back? He leaned against the railing and smiled as he watched the figure disappear into the bamboo. He did not do anything. In order not to implicate Dewdrop, he did not even go to the courtyard today. Naturally, he would not choose to do it in the courtyard.
"I'll let you enjoy your luck with women for the last time."
Ning Que looked at his target's back and suddenly remembered what Dewdrop said that night. He thought of the old censor's dirty look later and could not help but shiver. He muttered to himself, "Is this your last chance to serve the girl?"
Xiaocao, the maidservant, had a lot of things to do for Mistress Jian. She took the box of candied plums from Ning Que and left with a sweet smile. Ning Que smiled and continued to stand by the railing, looking at the sunset, the bamboo and the white walls.
Calculating that it was about time, he found the back staircase with familiarity. Using the shadow of the building, he went around to the side door and saw the marked carriage. He casually walked over and pressed his palm on the shaft of the carriage.
The horse in front of the shaft looked back at him in confusion and snorted. Ning Que had lived in the City of Wei for many years and often plundered in the grassland. He was very good at dealing with horses and sheep. He casually patted the horse's butt and the confused horse immediately became obedient. It comfortably kicked the ground with its hooves.
A guard of the restaurant in the side alley subconsciously looked in that direction and found no one. He lowered his head and continued to eat the leftover food on the plate.
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There was a wooden tub for bathing in every courtyard. However, Zhang Yiqi would always go to the sauna room by the side door every time he finished his business because he felt inferior. He felt that he could recover some strength by scrubbing his back. He also felt safe in a private room and it was convenient to get on the horse carriage when he went out.
It was the same today. The censor casually washed his body and only wore a pair of silk underpants. He lay on the short bed covered with cotton cloth and waited for the woman who was used to scrubbing his back.
Back scrubbing required salt, milk and wood oil, so it took some time to prepare. He was already mentally prepared. However, when he was waiting, he could not help but recall the erotic scene in the courtyard. Thinking of Dewdrop's good skin and flesh, he started to feel hot all over again. However, there was a look of resentment on his face.
Today, Dewdrop rejected his request to serve him alone again. Zhang Yiqi was in a bad mood and said in a low voice, "You're just a stinky whore who can be ridden by thousands of men. What are you so proud of? I've spent so much money on you and you're still making excuses. You're so unreasonable."
"You think I'm a lowly official? Women are so ignorant. I'm a sixth-ranked censor. If I were placed in any department, I would at least be a fourth-ranked official. No! A third-ranked official! "
At this moment, the door was pushed open with a squeak.
Footsteps could be heard approaching the bed.
Zhang Yiqi stopped cursing and closed his eyes to enjoy it. When the hot towel was applied to his back, he could not help but moan in pleasure.
However, he could not moan anymore.
Because another hot towel was stuffed directly into his mouth. Following that, he felt pain in his limbs and was tightly tied to the short bed.
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