Chapter 543: Burning the Eastern Palace (1/2)
Chapter 543: Burning the Eastern Palace
Translator: Sparrow TranslationsEditor: Sparrow Translations
”You have become ugly.” Fang Zhengzhi said seriously as he nodded and pointed at the scars on Nangong Mu's face.
They had not met for almost two years.
Yet Fang Zhengzhi first sentence was to remark that he became ugly.
If another person had said this, he would've been beaten to a pulp.
But Nangong Mu didn't do that.
He froze for a second, then revealed a dull smile on his otherwise expressionless face.
”Indeed, it's the same old Fang Zhengzhi!” Nangong Mu didn't find fault with Fang Zhengzhi. After all, this was the Fang Zhengzhi he knew.
And he didn't know why but he felt as if they had not separated for two years, though Fang Zhengzhi only said a sentence.
Maybe…
Only within true friends could one speak so freely and straightforwardly?
”Have you eaten?” Fang Zhengzhi spoke again.
”No.”
”If you're buying the meal, I could consider eating with you.” Fang Zhengzhi seemed to give it some thought and said.
”But I didn't bring any silver.” Nangong Mu said earnestly.
”Let's eat at Ping Yang Residence then. We don't have to pay there.” Fang Zhengzhi nodded. Of course, he knew Nangong Mu's status.
The second young master of the Nangong Nobles!
No one would have believed that he didn't bring any silver, but Fang Zhengzhi didn't seem to hold any suspicions.
”Alright.” Nangong Mu agreed.
They turned around and walked toward Ping Yang Residence, to the surprise of surrounding commoners.
”Have they really not met in two years?!”
…
With Nangong Mu's visit, Ping Yang Residence seemed a little livelier. But Nangong Mu had been silent, like Yan Xiu.
Yet, they were different.
Yan Xiu was apathetic, but Nangong Mu was bored.
With one apathetic and one bored, naturally, the conversation was sparse. So, when Yan Xiu saw Nangong Mu, he greeted coldly and Nangong Mu responded flatly.
It seemed…
Very awkward.
But this did not affect the liveliness of Ping Yang Residence.
Because in Ping Yang Residence, there was Ping Yang, a chatty lady who couldn't stop talking. And Wen Dabao, who was thrown out from his home.
Wen Dabao was pitiful.
He said so himself.
According to him, the Law Council was especially busy at this period, with so much work to handle., and this made him an eyesore to his father, Wen Chuan.
The reasoning was simple.
The father was working to death, yet he had a useless son idling away around him. Anyone would have been sickened by this and gave him a scolding.
When scolding wasn't enough, Wen Chuan threw him out.
Out of sight, out of mind!
Then Wen Dabao wailed pitifully at the entrance of Ping Yang Residence, acting as if he didn't have a home.
And coincidentally, he met Fang Zhengzhi and Nangong Mu. Fang Zhengzhi didn't mind this, neither did Ping Yang, so naturally, no one else did.
When he met Nangong Mu, his response was markedly different from Yan Xiu.
When Wen Dabao saw Nangong Mu, his expression was exaggerated, especially so as his eyes lit up when he saw the two scars on Nangong Mu's face.
”What handsome 'manly scars', they are so cool!” Wen Dabao fawned over Nangong Mu.
At the same time, he used the words that Fang Zhengzhi often described himself.
To him, flattery like this could be interpreted as compliments. In fact, these words were coined by Fang Zhengzhi, using them would only be a good choice.
But when Nangong Mu heard this, he gave a plain response.
”Someone said they are ugly.”
”Who? Who dared to call Young Master Nangong ugly? Say it and I'll bash him to death right now!” Wen Dabao turned angry with his arms akimbo, as if he were about to seek revenge.
”I said it.” Fang Zhengzhi spoke.
And then…
Nothing happened.
Because Wen Dabao had run to the corner at the far end of the room, his eyes locked on the food that the servant was bringing out. He was drooling, yet he did not dare take a step near it.
In the courtyard, the fragrance of the flowers wafted in the air, among the crisp sound of flowing water.
The dinner had been going on for more than two hours with no less than five pots of wine being drunk, but tacitly, no one mentioned the current state of imperial affairs.
This was a gathering of friends, and it had to be so.
Wen Dabao stared hungrily from afar, occasionally slapping himself for drooling so much.
Ping Yang seemed a little excited as she had a bit too much to drink. Her cheeks flushed a light pink, her skin sparklingly smooth, her pink lips tender and alluring.
”I'm very happy today, let's have some fun!” Ping Yang said as she tilted to a side, waving her hands and fluttering her dress.
”Great, shall we go to Seven Stars Lane?” Wen Dabao's voice immediately rang from a distance away, unable to contain his excitement.
After the incident at Seven Stars Lane a few days ago, he hadn't visited there to enjoy music.
This made him a little moody.
Just like a person who was used to eating luxury delicacies suddenly could no longer enjoy such food and was only allowed to eat some wild vegetables. What a torture!
”Who suggested going to Seven Stars Lane?” Ping Yang stared at him.
”We're not going to Seven Stars Lane? How then are we going to have fun?” Wen Dabao was puzzled. Well, to him, seeking fun and seeking girls didn't have much of a difference.
”What do you say, shameless fellow?” Ping Yang ignored Wen Dabao and turned her attention to Fang Zhengzhi, asking him in anticipation.
”With regards to enjoying life… Besides merrymaking at brothels, feasting in Ping Yang Residence, what's left is having fun!” Fang Zhengzhi replied after some thought.
”Yes, where shall we have fun?” Ping Yang's eyes lit up.
”Shopping is one way to have fun, but shops are now closed for the night. Horse racing is another, but, again, now is not a good time for that. So…”