1069: Conspiracy?

Conspiracy?

The cult master curled his lips with indescribable flirtatiousness. "This cult master is already aware of your identities, so you can get straight to the point." 0

Weren't these old fellows just a motley crowd that had fallen from power after losing out to the crown prince?

To put it bluntly, the cult master actually didn't want to pay them any attention. He had only made a trip here in consideration of those treasures he had received.

Moreover, he himself quite wanted to square off against that man again.

As if having thought of something, he subconsciously rested his chin on his hand as a dim light surged past his eyes.

"Cough, cough." State Uncle Zheng naturally wasn't so dumb as to discuss that "big transaction" with the cult master directly in front of these courtesans.

Instead, he took out a letter and slid it toward the cult master. "Cult Master will know after reading the letter. Today, we will only be chatting about affairs of the heart and nothing else."

With this, State Uncle Zheng laughed heartily, but a malicious light was flickering in his eyes.

Their Zheng Family had been forced to this state by Crown Prince Mo. If they weren't going to wait for an opportunity to strike back, then they truly wouldn't be able to make a comeback!

As a chill slipped past the cult master's black eyes, he smiled before remarking with a nod, "Fine! Then let's just chat about affairs of the heart."

"Hahaha! Cult Master is truly a wonderful person!!" Zheng Cao bellowed with laughter.

On the side, the group of fat and bulky former officials had gotten wasted from the wine, and they all hooted with laughter while embracing the courtesans in their arms.

The former Minister of Works boasted with a stutter, "Th-This official had been the Minister of Works back then! If it weren't for th-that person, blot-blotting out the sky with a single hand, wanting to promote his people to higher-ranking positions, how would th-this official end up like this! Sent away to, to… the Office of Cer-Ceremonies, and be a low-lowly deputy minister! Burp!"

"Hahaha! Sir Huang, you've had too much to drink!"

"Di-Did not!" The former Minister of Works, Sir Huang, flung his sleeves in anger, and he kept fondling the courtesan's face with his large chubby palms in lust. "If-If it weren't for that good-for-nothing youngest brother of mine, from wh-whom that person seize-seized leverage! How w-would I have been driven, driven out from that seat of power! Burp…"

Everyone all urged for this Sir Huang to drink more wine.

However, wine made one even more sorrowful. When the former Minister of Works, Sir Huang, compared his former glory with his situation today, he became more and more depressed instead.

"Cult-Cult Master, if this succeeds!" Sir Huang shouted while patting his chest. "Count this brother in! Remuneration will definitely be generous!"

"Oh my! Honored guests! Our Jade Hue Parlor's lead courtesan, Miss Ran, has come to greet everyone!"

The squinty-eyed Second Manager Qi had originally been teasing the pretty 18 to 19-year-old girl whom he was holding in his arms; however, when he heard the procuress's cry, he quickly turned around for a look.

When he saw the picturesque appearance of Zhao Qiran, who had only applied light makeup, his soul promptly flew off beyond the highest heavens as he started to drool.

Sir Huang and the others also stood up and swarmed over like a horde of flies. "Oh my, our Miss Ran has come."

"Long time no see, yet Miss's bearing is still graceful as before! Ahahaha!" As Sir Huang spoke, he reached out to embrace Miss Ran.

The procuress tittered as she went up to separate that Sir Huang from Miss Ran. "Honored guests, our Miss Ran only sells her performances and not her body. How about letting her play the zither and perform a dance so as to liven up the drinking mood?"

Zheng Cao's face darkened, and he threw his wine cup onto the table with a bang.

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