The one who threw the sword was naturally Yunxiang's number one supporter, Mr. Fan Jian.
The sword has not been unsheathed, and Fan Jian is a weak scholar without much strength. Although his accuracy is good, his strength is not satisfactory. Even if Rong Fei is hit, his body that has been strengthened by spiritual power will not be as powerful as the one who was hit.
How much does a mosquito bite hurt?
Therefore, Rong Fei was not angry, but looked at Fan Jian with some confusion, wondering how he could have turned into a thief if he didn't do anything.
At this time, Fan Jian struggled to break away from the pull of the people around him, ran to the verandah with long strides, raised his head, pointed at Rong Fei and yelled angrily.
"You are such a rude person, how dare He De refuse Miss Yunxiang's invitation."
Rong Fei did not recognize Fan Jian, but it did not prevent him from guessing that this person should be an admirer of Yun Xiang, and he was also the kind who had gone crazy. In the words of his previous life, he was a die-hard fan.
There was no reason to argue with this kind of person. Rong Fei didn't want to waste time with him, so he cupped his hands towards Fan Jian and planned to leave.
"Stop! If I let you leave like this, Miss Yunxiang will lose her face."
Fan Jian roared unyieldingly.
Rong Fei was amused, stopped and asked with a smile.
"Master, what do you want?"
"Apologise! You must solemnly apologize to Miss Yunxiang and admit that it is because of your lack of knowledge and shame that you dare not meet Miss Yunxiang."
"Hehehe, ***!"
Rong Fei chuckled, cursed casually and prepared to leave, not wasting any more time entangled with him.
Fan Jian had never heard of the word ***, but after all, he had read poetry and books, so he knew from the literal meaning that it was not a good word. He was immediately furious and was about to rush upstairs to fight Rong Fei.
Fortunately, Ren Jinhan and several other friends came over to try to persuade him, and he was stopped.
However, the words of dissuasion were "Don't be on the same level as him", "Just give Miss Yunxiang some face", and so on. No one dared to advance the matter of Rongfei detaining his father Fan Li.
Fan Jian has a lot of talent and knowledge, and he has never done anything bad like bullying men and dominating women. His reputation in the circle is pretty good, but he is a bit stubborn.z.br
That day, Fan Li came out of Jixian Division and went straight back to his house behind closed doors. He was too embarrassed to see people.
After Fan Jian heard about it, he summoned the servants in the mansion to protect the courtyard, shouting that his father would humiliate his son and die, and he would rush to the Ji Xian Division to find a way for his father. In the end, he gave up after being scolded by Fan Li.
At this time, Fan Jian was only thinking about fighting for Yunxiang, but he had forgotten that his father had been humiliated at the hands of Rong Fei. How could Ren Jinhan and others dare to mention this.
Otherwise, new and old grudges will flood into his heart, and with Fan Jian's bad temper, someone will be killed tonight.
Of course, it was Fan Jian's life that caused most of the trouble.
Rong Fei was about to leave when Yun Xiang's personal maid stopped him and whispered.
"My lord, could you please listen to your servant first and then decide whether to leave?"
"Girl, please tell me."
Being stopped by a little girl, Rong Fei couldn't push the person away, so he had to smile and agree.
"My girl said that your lord has the sharp eyes to clear away the grievances of Sister Chunxiang. We are all fellow Dunzhou fellows and feel deeply honored. I have specially prepared a glass of thin wine. Please be sure to appreciate it."
"Please ask the girl to lead the way."
Rong Fei changed his mind without hesitation after hearing this.
It doesn't matter what kind of oiran or thin wine, but the identity of a Dunzhou fellow is really very attractive to Rong Fei.
Rong Fei left with the maid, but Fan Jian and others downstairs were stunned.
"Hey, Rong, where are you going?"
Fan Jian shouted.
"I think you are right. How can you refuse a beautiful woman's invitation? So I changed my mind and decided to accept the invitation to meet Miss Yunxiang."
Rong Fei kept walking, cupping his hands towards Fan Jian as he walked, making Fan Jian so angry that he smoked from his orifices.
"Why are you so fickle? You just kept saying that you were missing, and now you are seeing me again. You are really... really... a villain!"
No matter how furious Fan Jian was, Rong Fei ignored him and walked upstairs with the maid.
Fan Jian picked up a stool and tried to catch up with him, but was finally stopped by Ren Jinhan and other friends.
"Don't be impulsive. The man named Rong is a monk and has the status of Ji Xian Si. You will only suffer a loss if you fight against him."
"So what, even if he is beaten to death, I will spit on his face and disgust him to death."
Fan Jian shouted while struggling to break free.
"A gentleman should make use of his strengths and avoid his weaknesses. It would be unwise to use force against a rude person like him."
"What does Brother Ren mean?"
"Haha, just listen to my arrangements. I will ensure that the man named Rong is disgraced and disgraced tonight, and I will let out the bad breath in your heart, brother."
When Ji Rou'er, who was watching in the crowd, first heard that Rong Fei simply rejected Yun Xiang's invitation, she laughed happily and said to Murong Qiu Shui and Rong Lan.
"Rong Fei and I have known each other since we were young, and I know his character very well. He is not a womanizer, and he is probably here to investigate the case tonight. Rou'er is deeply grateful to the two sisters for their kindness."
"Hehe, if sister Rou'er is so confident about Rong Fei, why would she disguise herself and come here after her? Isn't it because he wants to catch her in bed?"
Rong Lan teased with a smile.
"That's really not what I'm here for, little sister. And considering that Sister Lan'er had previously proposed to fix Rong Fei's troubles to vent her anger on Sister Murong, that's why I'm here tonight."
Ji Rouer explained in a low voice.
"Ah ha, this is fun. Sister Rou'er, if you don't tell me, the slave family has almost forgotten about it. Although Rong Fei is very powerful, he is no match for the three of us sisters, so he took advantage of this rare opportunity tonight to repair him hard.
"Dun."
Rong Lan cheered and said.
"this…"
Murong Qiushui was a little hesitant when he heard this, because he had heard Rong Fei say before, "There is no distinction between men and women, only the guilt and innocence, whether they should be beaten or not."
After thinking about it carefully, even though I was bewitched and deceived by Shushan's disciples that day, I was indeed at fault for smashing the signboard of Jixian Division first and injuring one of the detectives of Jixian Division.
Thinking about it this way, what Rong Fei did was reasonable.
And after all, the relationship between Rong Fei and Ji Rou'er was there. Although Ji Rou'er offered to help him vent his anger this time, it was still not good.
While hesitating, Rong Fei suddenly changed the subject and agreed to Yun Xiang's invitation.
Sure enough, men are all the same ***!
The previous rejection was just a pretense, and in the end I was still deceived by beauty and vanity.
"Okay, we sisters will punish that bitch tonight."
Murong Qiushui said angrily.
At the same time, although Ji Rou'er believed that Rong Fei would not be fascinated by beauty, she just said the words of trusting Rong Fei, but the next moment she was severely slapped in the face, and she felt angry in her heart, and immediately expressed her agreement.
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Holding a bouquet of yellow flowers in his hand, following the pretty maid, Rong Fei arrived at the top floor of the Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building under the gaze of thousands of eyes.
The maid opened the door and stood outside, smiling as a gesture of invitation.
It would be a lie to say that Rong Fei was not at all curious about this courtesan who was famous all over Kyoto. Thinking that he would be able to catch a glimpse of her beauty soon, he also had a trace of expectation in his heart.
He straightened his clothes, cleared his throat, and stepped into the room.
As soon as Rong Fei entered the room, the maid standing outside closed the door tightly, cutting off the noise outside.
The room suddenly became quiet, and a hint of refreshing fragrance reached Rong Fei's nose.
Going around the screen blocking the door, Rong Fei glanced around and saw that there was a whole other world in the room. What he could see now was about forty or fifty square meters, but it was still just a living room for receiving guests.
A woman wearing a light cyan skirt stood in the center of the hall, and when she saw Rong Fei, she bowed.
"The little girl Yunxiang has met the adults."
Rong Fei stood there with his hands behind his hands and looked Yunxiang up and down.
In terms of appearance alone, she is not necessarily much better than Ji Rouer, and in terms of figure, she is not as choppy as Murong Qiushui, but it gives Rong Fei a very comfortable look.
This is one of the four great oirans in Kyoto, there is nothing special about it.
Rong Fei secretly thought in his heart.
At this time Yunxiang had finished her salute and straightened up to look at Rongfei.
Seeing Rong Fei looking at herself with a scrutinizing gaze, Yun Xiang did not show any shyness, but instead spun around in a circle, allowing Rong Fei to see more comprehensively.
"The praise given to Yunxiang by the outside world is a little too high, but I think you are disappointed."
Rong Fei did not answer Yun Xiang's words, but asked questions that he cared more about.
"Miss Yunxiang is also from Dunzhou? But I don't know when she left Dunzhou, so how can she know the details about Rong?"
"It's not a good way to treat guests by asking them to stand all the time. Yunxiang has brewed a pot of Yunwu tea, a specialty of Dunzhou. If you don't mind, you might as well come and sit down and chat while drinking."
Yunxiang made an inviting gesture toward the desks at the east end of the hall.
Rong Fei looked around the table, and sure enough, the teapot on the table was steaming, and there were two teacups and several pieces of paper full of writing next to it.
"Then I'll bother Miss Yunxiang."
Yunxiang's hasty invitation actually made Rong Fei a little wary. If the maid hadn't mentioned the word "fellow fellow from Dunzhou", Rong Fei would never have gone upstairs to meet her.
However, during the few answers she received after entering the door, Yun Xiang's generous and unpretentious behavior made Rong Fei feel very comfortable, so his guard was lowered accordingly.
Perhaps, this is the specialty of this woman Yunxiang.
There are not even ten thousand but thousands of prostitutes in Kyoto, and none of them are stunning beauties with excellent sexual and artistic skills. If you want to stand out among them and become an courtesan, you need to have a unique temperament that no one else has.
The two parties sat down on either side of the table. Yunxiang rolled up her sleeves with one hand, lifted the teapot with the other, and poured tea soup into two teacups.
However, Rong Fei's attention was attracted by the paper on the case table.
There are two lines of poetry written on the top paper, and the ink has not yet completely dried, so it is obvious that they were just written.
A pair of jade arms serves as a pillow for thousands of people, and a tiny bit of red lips can be tasted by thousands of guests.
It was exactly the sentence Rong Fei recited casually on the second floor.
Remove the top sheet of paper and the writing on the second sheet is also revealed.
When Heaven is about to entrust this person with a great responsibility, he must first strain his mind, strain his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, and mess up his actions. Therefore, tempting his heart and forbearance will benefit him beyond what he can do.