"Well said, Big Brother Lu!" offered Guo Jing hurriedly, worried he was getting angry. "Rong'er just loves to joke around."
"Since when was I joking around?" said Huang Rong with a laugh. Clutching her abdomen and imitating Qiu Qianren's voice, she added: "Ouch, ouch! I've got a stomach-ache!" Her antics made Guo Jing recall that particular spectacle, and he couldn't help letting out a laugh too.
Huang Rong saw he was laughing as well, but instantly restrained her mirth and changed the subject by asking: "Big Brother Lu, are you acquainted with those three who were dining here just now?"
Lu Youjiao gave a sigh. "The two of you aren't outsiders," he said, "so you may have already heard Chief Hong mention the internal division of our Gang into two groups: the 'Clean Clothes' and 'Dirty Clothes' factions."
"Haven't heard teacher talk of it," said Guo Jing and Huang Rong together.
"The division within the Gang is fundamentally not a good thing," said Lu Youjiao. "Chief Hong is extremely unhappy about it. His Eminence has expended an enormous amount of thought and effort, but all along hasn't been able to get these two factions to join together as one. Now, under Chief Hong, the Beggar Gang has four elders in all…"
"This I've heard teacher mention," interjected Huang Rong. Because Hong Qigong was still in this world, she didn't want to raise the issue of him having charged her with taking over the Chief's position.
Lu Youjiao nodded his head. "I'm the fourth-ranked elder," he continued. "All those three who were here just now are also elders."
"I get it!" said Huang Rong. "You're the head of the 'Dirty Clothes' faction, and they're of the 'Clean Clothes' faction!"
"Eh? How did you know?" asked Guo Jing.
"Look how dirty Big Brother Lu's clothes are!" said Huang Rong. "But the others' clothes were really clean. Big Brother Lu, I reckon the 'Dirty Clothes' faction are no good; dressing so stinkily, so sloppily – it isn't comfortable in the slightest! People in this faction of yours should wash their clothes more often. Wouldn't that just make both factions the same?"
Lu Youjiao was furious. "You're a little miss from a moneyed family," he fumed. "Of course you'd be annoyed by stinking beggars!" With a stamp of a foot, he stood up. Guo Jing moved to apologise for the offence, but the angry Lu Youjiao just stormed off down the stairs, without even turning his head.
Huang Rong stuck out her tongue. "Jing gege," she said, "I offended that Big Brother Lu. Don't tell me off."
Guo Jing just smiled.
Huang Rong added: "I was really worried just now."
"Worried about what?" said Guo Jing.
Huang Rong had a serious expression. "Just worried he'd lift up his foot and give you a kick. Wouldn't that have been awful for you?"
"Why'd he kick me all of a sudden?" asked Guo Jing. "Even if you said something to offend him, there's still no use kicking people."
Huang Rong, pursing her lips with a slight smile, didn't respond. Guo Jing just sat there in stupefaction, pondering uncomprehendingly.
Huang Rong sighed, and said: "Why don't you think a little about what his name implies?"
Guo Jing had a sudden realisation. "So!" he shouted. "This is your roundabout way of calling me a dog!" He leaped up, motioning to tickle her as punishment. Huang Rong, giggling, dodged his outstretched hands.