Ning Que was taken aback and turned his head. He thought in his heart, if Miss Jian had such a high authority, if it was spread out, would the brothels in the entire Chang'an City refuse to serve him again? If so, what should he do?

The maid Xiaocao looked at him smugly and said, "Otherwise, what do you think grandma means?"

Ning Que was speechless. Now he understood why it was always said in the history books that the terrible person was not the emperor, but the eunuch who gave false orders. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel depressed, because he could understand the endless pain they caused. Still, he felt the need to follow the popular lady Dewdrop.

After they entered the courtyard, nothing whimsical happened. Dew Drop crossed her legs, sat on the sofa, and instructed the maid to serve Ning Que some fruit. However, she herself was leisurely enjoying the melon seeds, and kept asking him about the meeting with Miss Jane and the situation at the border fortress.

Ning Que is usually very good at this kind of conversation. He talked in the inns of Wei City and the casinos of the army, and accumulated all kinds of experience, which were good places for him to master the ability to measure people's hearts. Tonight, he first chatted with Miss Jian for a while, then the maid, and now, a popular one in Chang'an City was in front of him, but he was not afraid at all. He chatted leisurely and enjoyed the fruit as if he were at home.

He chats with her with the intention of getting some information from her, but Dew doesn't notice it. As she finished eating half a plate of melon seeds, their topic shifted from Wei Cheng to Chang'an City, and the content also changed from whether a barbarian woman is beautiful or not, to what kind of customers are usually served in the Red Sleeves House, who is easy to be jealous, and which customer's wife is easy to be jealous.

Although it is against their ethnic policy to speak of customers, it is honestly something that these ladies in the brothel like to do in their free time, in addition to their usual dancing, singing, poetry, and painting. Therefore, Dew did not suspect anything, on the contrary, she enjoyed every moment of it.

Ning Que lowered his head and picked a fruit, seemingly not paying attention to these topics. He looks like he's just asking and listening casually, but in reality, he pays attention to detail as he tries to filter through the list of names he hears. Suddenly, his fingers froze.

"I've never seen a person who is so scared of his wife. He was a fourth- or fifth-class officer, but whenever he came here to have fun, he always had to dress up and pretend. Despite being timid and useless, he really is a funny talker. No wonder he is called the Silver Tongue Examiner......"

Unexpectedly, the censor's strong social skills were sourly criticized in this way by brothel ladies. Ning Que recalled seeing Zhang Yiqi and a few of his satisfied concubines outside the Zhang family's mansion, which almost made him choke on the fruit in his mouth and choke on it.

After Dew Drop said this, she felt that it was indeed inappropriate, and hoped that this young man would not read between the lines. However, she didn't expect him to react so much, and understood what she meant, which embarrassed her. She feigned anger and gently punched him. She blushed and said, "What are you doing in the border city, how can a kid like you know such a thing."

After teasing for a while, the maid came over and whispered in Dewdrop's ear. Ning Que saw the scenery outside the courtyard. He knew it was getting dark and it was time to leave, so he stood up and said goodbye politely.

Dew pouted and thought for a moment before taking out a handful of silver from the drawer next to her pillow. She handed it to him and said with a smile: "This is not a big red envelope, but since you have been talking to me for so long, I will not give you anything, so don't look down at me." I'm not sure why, but I'm really happy to chat with you.

Ning Que wasn't surprised, because he was sure. Often, those customers will only like to talk to them about love and passion, and not everyone can be like him, casually lying on the sofa like an old aunt in the village, and saying a few vulgar words from time to time. However, he did enjoy chatting with the lady Dewdrop, as she was honest and willing to chat...... Moreover, she has a beautiful face and a good figure, but not yet to the point of seduction. He took the money and said, "Then I'll take it as a welcome gift from my sister."

Hearing his words, Dewdrop's eyes lit up. She stepped forward, took him in her arms, and snuggled up to his head. She looked cheerful, "Although I don't know why Grandma should be careful of you, please feel free to come and see me when you have time."

She is, and Ning Que is a young scholar. While they were able to sit side by side in the courtyard inside the brothel and chat with each other, when they left the place, they would be two separate people belonging to two different worlds. Therefore, when Ning Que called her sister, she was naturally happy, but she didn't immediately treat him as an elder brother - after all, every lady of Chang'an has her own arrogance and attitude, even if it's just one.

Back at the shop on Lin 47th Street, Sang Sang casually mentioned to Ning Que that two people came to find the boss at night. Ning Que didn't mind, so Sang Sang boiled a pot of water to warm his legs and went to bed.

The lights went out and the room was pitch black. As usual, Ning Que hugged those calves, recalling the pictures and news he saw in the Red Sleeve House tonight. Originally, he was thinking about Judge Zhang Yiqi, but after a while, his mind was filled with Dewdrop's beautiful face, lovely smile, sexy body, and soft and fair skin. The moment when she snuggled his head in her arms was especially vivid. He seemed to be able to feel the softness on his face, and the fragrance of flowers on his body still lingered.

Thinking of this scene, he felt a warmth welling up in his body. Holding Sangsang's calves made him feel warmer. It wasn't until he felt his knees blocking an uprising that would surely become full in the near future that he felt very warm under the blanket.

One day a person will grow up, and it can't go on. Ning Que lifted the blanket and sat up, staring at the maid who was awakened by the sudden movement. He smiled and said, "Chang'an came much earlier than the border city, it seems that we need to sleep separately."

Xiao Sangsang rubbed his eyes and said blankly: "But there is no fireplace here." I feel colder.

In order to find out when Inspector Zhang Yiqi would go to the brothel, what route he would take after entering the brothel, and the details of his departure from the brothel, Ning Que would inevitably go to the Red Sleeve House brothel for the next few days. However, he couldn't let anyone find out that he cared about this kind of thing, in case others began to suspect his tracks. As a result, when he was in a brothel, he would spend most of his time fooling around and joking.

Dewdrop's relationship with him grew closer, and the other ladies and valets began to get used to the penniless lad going in and out of the brothel. Moreover, he was the scholar that Madame Jane admired the most, so no one dared to comment.

Although it was because Xiao Cao fabricated the rules handed down by Miss Jane, Ning Que could only flirt with the young ladies, and that's it. Therefore, he naturally did not need to pay a penny to spend the night there. However, no matter how cheeky a person is, he will at least tip the male and female servants. As a result, after going to the brothel a few times, the drastic reduction in the store's funds attracted Sangsang's attention.

When Ning Que came back that night, when he was questioned by the maid, he did not hide the truth, and simply told her what he had done in the past few days. "I need to be a regular customer of them, and if anything happens to the brothel in the future, the police won't suspect me," he said. If I had only been to a brothel once on the night the censor was found dead, such a coincidence would have been enough to make the local government of Chang'an suspicious of me.

Then he smiled and added, "After this incident, I don't need to spend any more time in brothels." At that point, I won't spend too much money.

"Why, I can feel a kind of unwillingness from the young master's words."

Sangsang raised his little face, stared at him, and admonished sternly. "But if you don't go to the brothel anymore after the censor dies, won't people be suspicious too?"

Ning Que was taken aback, realizing that this was indeed a problem he had overlooked. This made him a little happy rather than angry, and he snuggled up to Sangsang's head and replied, "Well, if that's the case, I'll need to visit a few more times after this incident." Help me check how much silver I have left.