Chapter 262: The Dissolute Sword Knight

Qin Feng's licentiousness left Chen Wuji somewhat at a loss.

He could completely accept public displays of affection; in the open metropolis he'd seen plenty of such things and was already immune, but this did not include PDA with untidy clothing.

Qin Feng leaned back in the chair with his lap open, Xiaofeng leaning sideways against his bosom, her clothing loose and sagging, as if it might fall off at any moment.

This rascal's appearance lacked even a trace of a magistrate's dignity; he was completely a dissolute Sword Knight.

Worth mentioning, his sword was still hanging at his side.

"Did you arrest Ji Yunxuan's people?" Chen Wuji sat down in the spot by the door.

He hadn't thought to remind Qin Feng to pay attention.

He didn't need to, and there was no need to waste words, which would only annoy people.

Trying to change the behavior of just any adult is as hard as climbing to heaven, let alone when it's a magistrate.

Why do most enlightened rulers of antiquity bear the label of accepting advice readily? It shows how difficult this is.

Qin Feng nodded, "Those people no longer need to be kept; today I intend to be Xiaofeng's guest attendant, and it wouldn't be right to let the constables of the Xianya keep watch outside all the time. Once I've finished what needs to be done, I can then attend to my own affairs in peace."

Chen Wuji chuckled lightly, "Sir, are you planning to take me and the constables to spend the night at a brothel?"

"It's you, not including the constables outside," Qin Feng laughed.

"Taking advantage of the lull in the fight, I arranged for Ji Yunxuan's girls; those willing to marry may be given priority to the constables of the office, and they can choose between themselves."

Qin Feng's shameless remark made Xiaofeng's face flush crimson, and she kept burying her head into his bosom.

Chen Wuji: ……

These two people are really enough.

However, since it's an arrangement, Chen Wuji had nothing more to say.

This is indeed a good thing.

His only worry was that Qin Feng would let the constables of the Xianya indulge in flower wine while on duty.

"Today is a lovely day and beautiful scenery; you say you're not going to enjoy yourself here, so what are you rushing about for?" Qin Feng asked.

"I went to see an elder," Chen Wuji said.

Qin Feng shook his head, "Forget it, I won't say more. Anyway, I've already arranged the silver and the maidens for you; the rest is up to you. Just don't make me, in the heat of battle, have to hitch up my trousers to arrange things for you again."

"Thank you, sir," Chen Wuji said, clasping his fists.

"Let's go, Xiaofeng." Qin Feng put his arm around Xiaofeng's smooth shoulders, and the two left together.

As they were about to leave, he gave Chen Wuji a meaningful glance, raising his eyebrows and winking, the meaning obvious without words.

Chen Wuji laughed, shook his head, and also left the elegant room shortly after.

He first went to check on Chen Li and the others' rooms, instructed them to guard the silver and take stock, then, under the guidance of a servant, found the room Qin Feng had left for him.

Ji Yunxuan's madam and all the girls had been cleared out; now only a few servants remained to attend.

Chen Wuji pushed the door open and entered; in the spacious, elegant room sat two timid maidens.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, both were startled, hastily rose and paid their respects to Chen Wuji.

"Zixia, Yingchun pay respects to the general!"

Chen Wuji was somewhat surprised; there was actually an acquaintance as well.

Qin Feng's consideration was truly thoughtful.

If Qin Feng weren't fond of visiting brothels to listen to music, Chen Wuji would have suspected him of having ulterior motives toward him.

Too enthusiastic.

They basically don't care about their own status, arranging everything for Chen Wuji thoroughly and meticulously.

In short, the point is to have Chen Wuji accompany him for a bit of fun at Ji Yunxuan today.

His conduct left Chen Wuji at a loss for words; after thinking it over, he could only squeeze out the two words "righteousness".

"Brew me a pot of strong tea," Chen Wuji ordered, then sat down on the couch.

"Yes."

The well-behaved Zixia quickly brewed a pot of tea, poured a cup for Chen Wuji, then half-kneeled beside him, presenting the tea with both hands, "General, please have tea."

Chen Wuji grunted in acknowledgment and took the teacup.

Having drunk quite a bit of wine today, his mind was a little foggy and his mouth dry.

At that moment, Yingchun came over, half-kneeling at Chen Wuji's right side, head lowered, gently massaging his legs, presenting herself as available for his choosing.

Chen Wuji's bottom line on such matters has always been flexible; in a place like this, he certainly wouldn't act as a proper gentleman who remains unmoved by temptation—if something needs doing, he does it, following local customs.

In the Dayu Dynasty, women don't mind their husbands spending the night in pleasure quarters; why would he impose unnecessary restrictions on himself?

"What can you all do?" Chen Wuji asked.

Zixia, having served Chen Wuji a drink, grew a bit bolder and said first, "I can sing songs and am skilled at the flute."

"I am skilled at the zither and…… the flute," Yingchun said timidly right after.

Chen Wuji nodded, "Come, let me have a look."

Zixia immediately jumped up, fetched a flute from a nearby rack.

Yingchun, however, reached her hand toward Chen Wuji's trousers.

Both saw each other's actions and were momentarily stunned, then glanced embarrassedly at Chen Wuji.

Chen Wuji chuckled, "Continue."

"Yes," Zixia replied softly, then suddenly whispered to Yingchun, "Is this also called blowing this?"

Yingchun nodded, "Everyone says it that way, don't you know?"

"I've always been blowing this, and I don't know what you're talking about……" Zixia suddenly felt shy, hastily picked up the flute and said, "You do your thing, I'll do mine."

After Zixia's flute piece, Chen Wuji suddenly understood why literati love to come to places like this; it truly is enjoyable.

Some serve gently, some sing and dance gracefully, some play instruments superbly—who wouldn't be enamored?

This place is good; from now on, if someone invites us as guests, we won't hesitate.

……

After a brief indulgence, upon waking the sun was already high.

Chen Wuji woke up late; looking at the height of the sunlight, it seemed almost noon.

Last night he accidentally overexerted his stamina.

It's not that his willpower is weak; it's just that Zi Xia and Ying Chun were too much.

Skilled in drinking accompaniment, music and dance, and various little tricks, Chen Wuji felt a bit unconvinced and wanted to test their limits, and then kept trying……

However, it's a pity he didn't manage to find out.

After hastily washing up, Chen Wuji found Chen Li and the others, saying, "Shi Yi Shu, get an ox cart ready; we'll set off shortly."

"It's already ready." Chen Li smiled somewhat ambiguously.

Sir Qin has already left; before departing he instructed that if the Family Head likes them, we can take those two girls back; if not, send them to the Xianya, and he will arrange for someone to find them good families.

Chen Wuji couldn't help but feel somewhat tempted.

If we merely let Zi Xia and Ying Chun serve as maids, there should be no problem.

However, Qin Zhanhong is currently at home, so her attitude on this matter may not be certain.

"Let's send them to the Xianya." Chen Wuji said after thinking.