Chen Yi slowly lifted his head, ready to refute the accusations against him, but after thinking for a mont, he found no grounds for rebuttal.
Yin Yijian saw him remain silent, his smile cold and sinister, as if he wanted to peel Chen Yi's skin and extract his bones. His voice resonated like a great bell:
"Today King Yan has decreed that seeing your unclear origins, a thorough investigation is urgent, therefore your salary is temporarily suspended until the truth is verified and you can return to your prefectural duties!"
As his voice fell, Yin Yijian swept his large hand, and a decree of suspension flew before Chen Yi, the characters all penned by King Yan himself, with each stroke seemingly a bony hand, ready to grip Chen Yi's limbs tightly.
With the decree descending, it seed everything was settled, the ghost soldiers and ssengers pressed closer, the living acting as Yin Officials, violating the laws of yin and yang, Chen Yi's position as City God was revoked, a matter already set in stone.
Bang!
Two chopsticks flew out, instantly piercing through the heads of the ghost soldiers and ssengers. Yin Yijian's robe flared as he beca enraged, his eyes like lightning, glaring at the perpetrator: "You dare murder a ghost ssenger?!"
"Not to ntion whether you can apprehend ," Chen Yi drawled slowly, "Do you think I don't have King Yan behind ?"
"You dare impersonate King Yan's na..."
"King Chujiang is half my father-in-law."
As these words were spoken, the ghost soldiers and ssengers fell silent, retreating half a step, Yin Yijian's angry expression froze montarily, then a trace of puzzled confusion flashed across his face. He calculated again, his eyes deepening in uncertainty.
In an instant, his thoughts seed to be full of hesitation, weighing, and calculating, ultimately, in a mont of fury, he was still enraged.
"Don't get arrogant, just wait for King Yan to personally co, he will surely investigate this matter thoroughly. Don't think you can escape unhard and avoid the disaster of prison!"
Chen Yi rely waved his hand,
"Get lost."
The dark clouds gradually dispersed, warmth returning to the hall.
"Young Master Qin, Young Master Qin..."
Beside him, Chu Yiyuan nudged him twice, Chen Yi opened his eyes, finally waking as if from a dream,
Turning back to look at the feast, beauties played the sheng and danced gracefully, silk sleeves brushing past rosy cheeks, only leaving a potent intoxicating atmosphere.
The place was filled with nobles, how could it not be splendid.
Indeed, everything in Wuchang City was splendid.
......
With the third round of drinks passed, the dishes enjoyed, the atmosphere intensified, hosts and guests were all pleased, a few rounds of word gas and another glass of wine down.
Chen Yi hardly versed in poetry, yet also felt swept away by the strong ambiance of the banquet, and given he was there, it wouldn't do to stand out, so he drank quite a bit too, as for Miss Donggong, she never stopped eating.
The banquet would continue late into the night, often going through the night, during which there would be breaks, so returning ho due to fatigue, so temporarily staying, and so taking the opportunity for entertainnt.
Chu Yiyuan was half-drunk, he gestured for Chen Yi to follow him as he got up.
The two walked to the corridor's corner, where no one was around, beneath the corridor copper basins and towels were set for handwashing, and sobering soup was prepared to prevent indecorum.
Chu Yiyuan washed his face, waking himself up a bit, and said: "Young Master Qin, are you completely drunk?"
"Three-tenths drunk."
"Good, I too am three… five-tenths drunk," Chu Yiyuan hiccupped and continued: "For now, we take a break, later in the night, we seek out Han Xiu, see what his intentions are, if necessary, don't hesitate to kill, don't be soft-hearted."
Chen Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, then he smiled: "I won't be soft-hearted, just afraid of being drunk."
"Then I must find a way to sober you up, and devise a plan to recruit you, to have you serve my Holy Sect," Chu Yiyuan chuckled: "This dish over five flavors, drink over three rounds, Young Master Qin, do you know what plan I'm about to employ?"
"Oh?"
"Beauty trap!"
"Oh dear, I can't withstand being tested."
A while passed without any action, Chen Yi peered inquiringly:
"Brother Yiyuan, if you already know I can't withstand being tested, why not test quickly?"
Chu Yiyuan laughed heartily, enthusiastically patting Chen Yi's shoulder, then quickly ran off: "Don't worry, young master, I'm going to get Anshan Gong for you right now!"
........
Chu Yiyuan was dispatched to serve at Wuchang Prefecture as an incense master, his greatest skill was to win hearts, cater to preferences, making people feel he is diligent and sincere.
Chen Yi had just returned to the hall when Chu Yiyuan already had soone co over, informing him that a room had been arranged with beauties awaiting inside.
So, Chen Yi pulled Dong Gong Ruoshu along, as she continued eating, in the corridor, Chu Yiyuan bowed to him, giving him a knowing look, and then turned away to retreat.
Dong Gong Ruoshu's cross-dressing was far less convincing than Min Ning's, easily seen through, Chen Yi took her along not to share enjoynt, what else could it be for?
Once the door was pushed open, the scent of fragrance assailed them, soft jade faced them, the head courtesan of Bright Moon Hall with her flower-like beauty glanced at Miss Donggong by Chen Yi's side, imdiately understanding sothing, her gaze like flowing water, instantly shy bashful, a delicate young lady's deanor.
"Officer, are you here to... do what? Two together?" Saying this, the head courtesan adjusted her robe at the chest, wanting to speak but hesitated: "I… have never seen such a scene."
"Then don't see it."
Chen Yi struck with his hand, the head courtesan's eyes widened, a pain at the back of her neck, her entire body collapsing unconscious.
Lately, he realized he valued himself, not all beauty traps worked on him.
Should he succumb, it'd be to the sches of Yin Tingxue, Yin Weiyin, Min Ning, Zhou Yitang, Qin Qingluo, Zhu E, Lin Wanxiao, Dong Guifei... and just a few others.
......
anwhile,
Heavily drunk Wang Fu, under Kou Jun's lead, took the dancer's hand from earlier, the beauty shyly lowered her eyes, unconsciously displaying her graceful figure.
Su Hongtao turned back, intentionally or unintentionally glancing at Han Xiu, the latter still sat calmly, seemingly unfazed.
Could he really sit there calmly? Su Hongtao was filled with suspicion.
A servant brought fine wine over, he turned past the screen, pouring wine to the seated guests one by one, as he approached Su Hongtao, a dagger well hidden in the sleeve erged from the shadow behind.
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