books44 Chapter 217 Leaving the Paradise House
Chapter 217 Leaving the Paradise House
"Young Master Hanzhou, so you are Young Master Hanzhou. I will remember you." Miss Ji said through gritted teeth, then suppressed her anger and called to the guard, saying, "Give it to him."
"And the money for my clothes." Clearly, Han Zhou is not only oblivious to pleasing others, but also a very meticulous person at times.
"..." The dark-faced guard looked at his clothes, which had many more holes than Han Zhou's, and really wanted to curse, and even wanted to hit him.
What? Didn't he buy his clothes with money? Were his clothes just cheap rags and scraps?
The dark-faced guard, realizing that the second young lady was already angry, held back and could not say anything. He could only take out a purse from his pocket and throw it behind him, saying, "Take it, it's all yours."
That's enough to buy ten new outfits for this mentally ill person. It would be best if we could also get his abnormal brain treated while we're at it!
While listening to Han Zhou's words in Ya Yue Pavilion, Miss Ji almost crushed her teacup in anger, and even laughed in frustration.
“Yu Fangniang, it seems you’ve been so focused on making money lately that you’ve forgotten to properly train the new recruits you’ve brought out.”
The people behind the Paradise Pavilion are not to be trifled with. Today, she could only rebuke them on the surface to save face, and then swallow this loss in silence.
"Miss Ji is right. It's Fangniang's fault. I apologize for the poor hospitality."
"Han Zhou damaged his brain when he was a child. He doesn't know anything except martial arts. Please don't take it to heart." What could she do? Of course, she obediently accepted the answer and apologized.
The family upstairs is powerful and influential; it's best to avoid them if possible.
The person in front of her has martial arts skills that seem like child's play. If she were to be provoked, her Paradise Pavilion would probably be torn down into ruins.
Fortunately, he was only highly skilled in martial arts...
Sigh, she really is a victim of injustice.
Han Zhou didn't care about all that, or perhaps he simply didn't understand the intricacies of the situation. In any case, he caught the heavy purse, and his imposing aura instantly softened.
He secretly thought to himself: With this hundred taels, the day of "redeeming himself" is getting closer and closer.
Let's continue tomorrow!
"Hanzhou is being impolite and has disturbed the enjoyment of all the distinguished guests. Fangniang will have someone bring a side dish to each table in a little while, so please eat and drink to your heart's content."
Fangniang half-pushed and half-chased Hanzhou away from the hall before calling two maids and personally bringing good wine and food to the Ya Yue Pavilion on the second floor as an apology.
The two sisters and Ning Linlan watched the scene with great interest from the second floor. They truly hadn't expected this farce to unfold after the competition.
The sword dance was the grand finale, so what about the martial arts competition and farce just now? Were they just a closing act to send off the guests?
Han Zhou's temperament is just like the aloof master in the novel, but I didn't expect his personality to be so straightforward. The contrast is too great.
I wonder what Miss Ji is thinking, and whether she'll come up with any other tricks behind my back.
It's best to leave as soon as possible and avoid getting involved in their troubles and grudges.
Lin Chunyi turned to look at the two of them. "It's getting late, let's go."
Now that they've seen the show, it's time for them to leave the Paradise House.
And soon, the nightlife here will be completely different from the daytime; the Elysium at night is still quite chaotic.
It seems that eating while watching a performance isn't a good thing; before you know it, you've eaten a lot. Ning Linlan rubbed her incredibly full stomach, looking at the nearly half-eaten dishes still on the table with a melancholy expression.
"What should we do with all this food? Can we pack it up and take it with us? It's such a waste to throw it away."
"What do you mean, 'throw it away'? We'll definitely pack it up and take it back, reheat it, and eat it again. Don't worry, we always bring lunchboxes when we come to the county town, just to pack up our meals. I'll go get one from the carriage now, here's one for you."
Lin Lanshan took her sister's arm, stood up, and said, "Sis, come with me. I'm afraid I'll get lost."
Lin Chunyi took the opportunity to say, feigning nonchalance, "You're such a grown-up, and you still don't know the way?" and then followed her outside.
The food box was actually in their spatial storage, but unfortunately they couldn't retrieve it directly. So they could only pretend to go out and put it in the mule cart.
Ning Linlan also got up, "Then let's go together."
Lin Chunyi quickly pressed her down, pointed to the table, and said, "If the three of us go out, what if the servants think no one is in the house and take away all our dishes? You wait here for a while, the two of us will be back soon."
"Ok."
The two sisters successfully fooled Ning Linlan and went downstairs.
When I reached the small lobby at the entrance of the building, I finally saw Yulu, who had been idle for a long time, come out to help. I put on a smile and quickly came out to them, saying, "Honorable guests, is there anything I can do for you?"
"We need to go to the stables to get something," Lin Chunyi said.
"The stables are in the backyard, which is quite far. Let me take you two distinguished guests there."
"Then I'll have to trouble you, Miss Rain and Dew."
"Don't dare to take it seriously."
The two sisters followed Yulu downstairs, exited through a side door in the hall, and walked on the bluestone path in the backyard.
Stepping into this backyard reveals a completely different scene.
The courtyard is very large. At a glance, you can see wooden bridges and pavilions, rockeries and streams, ponds with fish swimming, stone tables and benches, as well as carefully trimmed flowers and potted plants.
Everywhere you look, you can feel the exquisite and elegant atmosphere.
The path was winding and twisting, and it took a long time for Yulu to stop walking.
"Distinguished guests, we have arrived at the stables."
Hearing the commotion, the livestock handler quickly ran over, smiling, and asked, "Sister Yulu, what brings you here today? Aren't you afraid of getting your pretty clothes dirty? And who are these two young ladies?"
"Stop with the empty talk, these two are distinguished guests of Qiushuang Pavilion."
The Qiushuang Pavilion on the second floor has mid-range private rooms, reserved for the wealthy and powerful.
The servant bowed and greeted them, saying, "I was blind to your greatness, you two are honored guests..."
It's nothing serious, why are you bowing all the time?
Lin Chunyi interrupted his next rambling and asked him directly, "Brother, could you please take us to our mule cart? It's a reddish-brown mule, and there's a dark blue curtain on the cart."
Why would someone so wealthy ride in a mule cart? The servant was puzzled but dared not show it. After a moment's thought, he said, "Distinguished guests, please follow me this way..."
Once they found their mule cart, the two sisters pretended to look for something in the cart, but actually took out two food boxes from their spatial storage and walked back with Yulu.
As Yulu passed by a pond with strange rocks and artificial hills, she saw a very unexpected person.
Has he gotten lost again? Sigh, how many times this has happened this month... We can't just let him stay here forever, lest he get into trouble or cause some trouble.
She could only apologize to the two sisters, saying, "Distinguished guests, please wait a moment."
He called out to the person who was staring blankly at the fish by the pond, then pointed in a direction and said, "Young Master Hanzhou, you need to go towards the small bamboo grove to get back to your room."
It is a cold boat.
It was Han Zhou, whose clothes were torn and hadn't been changed, and who was still holding a sword.