I'm Ximen Qing, living in a ghost story!

"Why are there still so many people gathered around?"

He lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked outside.

Outside Lianye Temple, which is now outside Ximen Mansion, servants from various households in the city were waiting there.

They didn't go forward to inquire about anything, nor did they exchange pleasantries; they simply followed the orders of their respective families and served them carefully.

It was said that Governor Weng had ordered that anything missing from this place be sent over immediately.

When Simon left in the morning to buy servants in the city, the Lotus Leaf Temple would have been packed with people by now, had he not firmly refused.

"How could they dare to leave without a message from above?"

Cui Ji adjusted himself into a comfortable position in Ximen Qing's arms, smiled gently, and picked a grape from the fruit plate next to him and fed it to him.

This posture reminded Ximen Qing of the day he had just transmigrated.

An ambiguous atmosphere permeated the carriage.

Even Chunmei, who was standing to the side, was eager to try!

This isn't right! I'm Ximen Qing! I'm not even in a hurry, why are you all getting anxious!

Ximen Qing had already sensed that the beautiful woman disguised as a man in his arms was focusing her attention on his lower abdomen, so he quickly tried to avoid further trouble and changed the subject:

"By the way, where is Miss Xiaoqian? It seems she went into seclusion with Senior Sister Zhou?"

Upon hearing Nie Xiaoqian's name, Cui Ji's attention was immediately drawn, and he nodded, saying, "That's right! She said she wanted to ask Fairy Zhou to teach her the arts of a hermit swordsman!"

"Heh, how could that be? The threshold for Laoshan Dao is so high that even Gu Yunzi can't even get close to it. How could Zhou Qingyun teach it so easily..."

Ximen Qing first laughed, then suddenly realized something and shut his mouth.

You know what!

Given Nie Xiaoqian's unique physique, it's quite possible that she actually possesses extraordinary talent!

The being coveted by the Black Mountain Demon is no ordinary being.

If that's the case, that would be wonderful!

Zhou Qingyun is definitely going to leave. Perhaps tomorrow, her father will arrive, and after resolving this matter, she will leave to go to Huangshan to become a disciple.

Having gotten used to mixed doubles, going back to solo dungeons is extremely difficult to adjust to.

If Nie Xiaoqian could truly catch Zhou Qingyun's eye and become a swordswoman, Ximen Qing would have an ally.

After all, Xiaoqian was still Ximen Qing's fiancée.

"After you get back, remember to send a batch of medicinal herbs from the spirit field to Xiaoqian."

"good!"

Cui Ji nodded, wanting to say something more, when Lai Wang's report came from the front.

"Young Master! We've arrived!"

Before he finished speaking, Ximen Qing hurriedly got out of the carriage, leaving Cui Ji behind him with a look of unbearable frustration.

Pushing open the carriage door, a lively and bustling atmosphere immediately greets you.

Although it was only afternoon, the brothels and taverns were already bustling with customers.

Ximen Qing took a folding fan from Laiwang and, to match the atmosphere, changed into a flamboyant outfit.

Now he wears a golden scholar's hat, a moon-white robe, and a bamboo-shaped jade pendant hanging from his belt, along with a face that is "quite tiring to read and rather unremarkable."

A rich and handsome second-generation rich kid! He practically screams "Here comes the fat sheep!"

As soon as she appeared, she immediately attracted the attention of the welcoming ladies from all around.

In an instant, several beautiful women swarmed around, constantly introducing the specialties of their respective homes.

"This young master is truly handsome! I am Madam Hua from the brothel, and I've been waiting for you! I'll give you a 50% discount!"

Another brothel? Like the Yue Lai Inn, it's a global chain, right? So tacky, I'm not going!

Ximen Qing snapped his fan away and shook his head.

Mother Flower sadly left the stage.

The next one was a young woman. Her eyes shone as she looked at Ximen Qing and said:

"Young master, you clearly possess exceptional literary talent. My Wenyun Pavilion was established precisely for scholars and writers, making it a perfect fit for a young talent like yourself!"

Oh? This sounds pretty good!

It's like a gathering place for high-ranking officials and dignitaries—very high-class!

However, the girl's next words made Ximen Qing instantly change his mind.

"Furthermore, my master has said that no ordinary person can enter the pavilion. Even officials must write a poem for critique before they can be allowed in!"

What the heck? Are "welfare girls" this high-class now? Do I have to write a poem just to get into your house?

Although he could enter by copying poems with a grumpy face, that tactic is too outdated!

Besides, who are you?! Are you even worthy of testing me, the great Master Ximen?!

Such unyielding integrity suggests this is a haven for pedantic literati; true officials would never go there! Pass!

Seeing that Ximen Qing looked displeased, the remaining touts quickly stepped forward.

Let me introduce them one by one.

Amidst the noise, an angry shout rang out: "What are you doing! What are you doing! Blocking the road in the street?"

Cui Ji and Chunmei led Laiwang forward, glaring angrily at the young ladies around them.

Who understands the pain of family?! I went to park the car and saw a bunch of jerks attacking my pigeon!

That's too low!

Therefore, Cui Ji and Chunmei stood on either side of Ximen Qing without hesitation, like two guardian deities!

Such power left the young ladies who rushed forward feeling regretful!

Such a handsome customer, bringing his family to a brothel! He must have a strict upbringing. Sigh! I'm not going to make any money from him!

We're all seasoned foxes, how could we not see that Cui Ji and Chunmei are women disguised as men?

Especially Chunmei, your son's pectoral muscles are too exaggerated! They really can't be ignored!

And so, the grand spectacle of the siege that had just taken place vanished in an instant.

It was quite a spectacle for the passersby! Some even whispered among themselves about Cui Ji and Chunmei.

Just then, several scholars and poets came out from the vicinity and shouted, "Brother, you've just arrived in Qingzhou! If you want to enjoy singing and dancing, you've come to the wrong place. This area is mostly filled with red-roofed houses. The Yunxiang Tower on the next street is the place you should go! It's the best in Qingzhou, even the governor frequents it!"

"Oh? Even the governor goes there often?"

Ximen Qing quickly grasped the key point.

"Exactly!"

The scholar who had just spoken stepped forward, bowed respectfully to Ximen Qing, and said, "Brother, if you don't mind, we're just about to leave. My name is Yu Jing, courtesy name Zisong; I can show you the way!"

"Haha, Yu Zisong, what a fine name! To be honest, Brother Yu, my wife and I have just arrived in Qingzhou. We were feeling lonely at night and wanted to see the city in all its splendor!"

Ximen Qing pulled Cui Ji and Qingmei aside and began to speak.

Since we've already been exposed, we might as well stop pretending.

Upon hearing the words "wife," Cui Ji's face instantly softened into a tender expression.

"Haha! I understand! Then I, Yu Jing, must act as a good host and let you experience the customs and culture of Qingzhou. By the way, may I ask your name?"

Yu Jing asked casually.

Ximen Qing smiled and said, "My surname is Ximen..."

"Oh?!" Yu Jing looked surprised, as if she had something to ask.

The next moment, Ximen Qing blurted out, "His name is Chuixue! Ximen Chuixue!"

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Laiwang, who was standing next to him, coughed lightly and covered his mouth.

Yu Jing breathed a sigh of relief: "I see! I've heard so much about you!"