Chapter 244 Wronged Snow

Chang'an was a very strange place.

Here, you can see the Hundred Styles of the Great Zhou.

He had refugees from the border, crying and wailing in the city, crawling day and night just to beg for food.

He also had merchants coming and going everywhere, shouting, opening up his own business, just for the sake of his wife and children in the distance to live peacefully.

He also had those nobles, who spent heaven and earth every day, spending money every now and then, almost to the point where it was not worth mentioning.

Without a doubt, the Drunken Immortal Pavilion was the favorite place for these young masters and wealthy gentry.

In the brothels in Chang'an, the Drunken Immortal Pavilion could not be ranked in the top ten. There were countless rich children who were drunk here every day. The dressed girls were holding up white meatballs on their chests and earning white silver for the owner of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion every day.

The sky gradually darkened and a little snow fell.

The pedestrians on the street tightly wrapped their clothes and hurriedly rushed forward.

It was cold outside, but the Drunken Immortal Pavilion was filled with fiery scenery.

The bare-chested girls greeted the guests, and the drinkers smiled happily as they took out banknotes one after another from their pockets.

Yin Rugui, who was sitting upstairs, smiled when he saw this scene. He drank from the good daughter that Slave Turtle had sent him, his eyes narrowed, and his expression was very satisfied.

The Drunken Immortal Pavilion was the property of the Yin Family, and it was also one of the Yin Family's most profitable businesses in Chang'an. As a collateral of the Yin Clan, it was naturally extremely good to be able to get such a job. Yin Rugui thought that as long as he was able to take care of himself properly, he might be recognized by the main clan in a few years. At that time, it would be a great thing for one person to ascend to the heavens.

So he was very satisfied with his current life.

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As the night drew on, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the streets of Chang'an, while the scene in the Drunken Immortal Pavilion became more and more lively.

The two places were only separated by a wall, but they were like two worlds.

At this time, the entrance to the Drunken Immortal Building was pushed open, and a youth wearing a blue sweater with white stripes tied to his right arm stepped into it. Slave Turtle and the madams hurriedly greeted the guest warmly.

Although this visitor's appearance couldn't compare to those luxuriously dressed young masters of the noble family, it was still Chang'an after all. There was no guarantee that an inconspicuous brat would have an extremely rich family behind him.

However, the youth ignored the servant who called him. Instead, he found an empty seat and sat down, ignoring the girls who came to serve him.

The madam and the turtle slaves were people who had spent quite a few days in the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, and they could tell at a glance that this person was not kind.

Hence, Yin Rugui, who was sitting on the high platform, was invited down.

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"Your Excellency came to my Drunken Immortal Pavilion and didn't drink or look for a girl. Did you find the wrong place?" Yin Rugui sat in front of the youth with a heavy brow, poured himself a pot of tea, and asked in a calm tone.

Of course, there was still some fear in this calm.

After all, the Drunken Immortal Pavilion was the property of the Yin Clan. The Yin Clan was a well-known clan in Chang'an City and had close relations with the Long Night Division. They even sent Zhu Xian a large sum of money for the reconstruction of the Azure Dragon Army a few days ago.

Those who dared to cause trouble in the Drunken Immortal Pavilion were either stupid fools or big shots who relied on their backs.

Yin Rugui didn't dare to make a mistake before confirming the identity of the other party. After he finished speaking, although his expression was extremely relaxed, his mind was already searching rapidly. At this age, who exactly was this young man dressed like this the young master of a royal duke?

"Can't you come to the Drunken Immortal Pavilion without drinking or looking for a girl?" The youth didn't seem to know what Yin Rugui was thinking. He gently took a sip of tea from the table and asked faintly.

"Young Master, what are you talking about? My Drunken Immortal Building is originally a place to drink, listen to music, and have fun. Why would you come to my Drunken Immortal Building if you didn't do this?" Yin Rugui replied, but his brows furrowed at that moment. In order not to make any mistakes, and also to manage this Drunken Immortal Building, he had done his homework. He had seen the portrait of the rich young master in Chang'an City long ago. He was familiar with what could and could not be provoked, but none of these people seemed to be able to match up to the youth in front of him.

"Really? In that case, other than girls and fine wine, you haven't done anything else in your building?" The youth's eyes narrowed at that moment as he looked straight at Yin Rugui and asked.

Yin Rugui's heart skipped a beat. He secretly sensed that something was wrong, but on the surface, he still had the courage to say, "Of course not. I'm a well-behaved businessman. My Yin Family is the Long Night Division."

Yin Rugui took out the Longevity Division based on the principle that one more thing was better than one less thing. He wanted to remind the youth in front of him not to give him any trouble.

However, before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the youth.

"In the winter of 14th year of Taiyuan, the seven members of the Hu Clan escaped from Chang'an City and lived in a broken temple on the outskirts of the city. Four men died strangely overnight, and their wives and daughters were nowhere to be found."

"In the summer of 15th year of Taiyuan, the Jin Cao family of Great Zhou was robbed of their homes in response to a crime. All the female servants sent to the frontier fortress were strangely missing and did not arrive at the place where they were serving."

The youth seemed to have done it intentionally. As he spoke, his voice became loud and even mixed with a bit of strength. His high-pitched voice entered everyone's ears clearly.

This naturally attracted the attention of everyone, especially those young masters who had nothing to do all day. They loved such a lively scene and stopped the wanton claws on the girl beside them. They turned their eyes to look at this place. However, what they did not notice was that following the youth's words, the expressions of the few women present changed.

The youth had successfully attracted the attention of everyone, but he did not have the slightest intention of stopping.

"In the winter of 15th year of Taiyuan, in the suburbs of Chang'an, the tenant Li Qingyu's family was inexplicably burdened with 1,000 taels of debt. They were unable to pay back the debt. In the night, a group of criminals rushed into their home and killed Li Qingyu, wounding him. Their two daughters were kidnapped, and the case is still open."

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The youth talked confidently. In just a quarter of an hour, he had listed dozens of cases in which the woman had disappeared or had been forcibly abducted.

Yin Rugui's expression became gloomier and gloomier with the youth's words. His pitch-black eyes shone with malicious light, as if a wolf wanted to tear the youth in front of him to shreds on the spot.

"What exactly does Young Master mean by this? What does it have to do with my Drunken Immortal Pavilion?" Yin Rugui asked with a calm gaze. His tone was as low as the wind and snow outside the room, cold and cold.

The youth suddenly smiled when he heard this. Then, he turned to look at the women who were being played with by the guests and said.

"I am the young master of the Tian Ce Mansion, Xu Han!"

"Today, in the name of the Prime Minister, we will thoroughly investigate the Drunken Immortal Pavilion's fraudulent seizure, robbery of civilians, and framing of Zhongliang for harming their lives. Everyone, if you have any grievances, please tell us."

"I, Xu Han, swear by my life that I will give you all a grievance today!"

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