Chapter 543: Burning the Eastern Palace
Translator: Sparrow Translations Editor: Sparrow Translations
âYou have become ugly.â Fang Zhengzhi said seriously as he nodded and pointed at the scars on Nangong Muâs face.
They had not met for almost two years.
Yet Fang Zhengzhi first sentence was to remark that he became ugly.
If another person had said this, he wouldâve been beaten to a pulp.
But Nangong Mu didnât do that.
He froze for a second, then revealed a dull smile on his otherwise expressionless face.
âIndeed, itâs the same old Fang Zhengzhi!â Nangong Mu didnât find fault with Fang Zhengzhi. After all, this was the Fang Zhengzhi he knew.
And he didnât know why but he felt as if they had not separated for two years, though Fang Zhengzhi only said a sentence.
MaybeâŠ
Only within true friends could one speak so freely and straightforwardly?
âHave you eaten?â Fang Zhengzhi spoke again.
âNo.â
âIf youâre buying the meal, I could consider eating with you.â Fang Zhengzhi seemed to give it some thought and said.
âBut I didnât bring any silver.â Nangong Mu said earnestly.
âLetâs eat at Ping Yang Residence then. We donât have to pay there.â Fang Zhengzhi nodded. Of course, he knew Nangong Muâs status.
The second young master of the Nangong Nobles!
No one would have believed that he didnât bring any silver, but Fang Zhengzhi didnât seem to hold any suspicions.
âAlright.â Nangong Mu agreed.
They turned around and walked toward Ping Yang Residence, to the surprise of surrounding commoners.
âHave they really not met in two years?!â
âŠ
With Nangong Muâs visit, Ping Yang Residence seemed a little livelier. But Nangong Mu had been silent, like Yan Xiu.
Yet, they were different.
Yan Xiu was apathetic, but Nangong Mu was bored.
With one apathetic and one bored, naturally, the conversation was sparse. So, when Yan Xiu saw Nangong Mu, he greeted coldly and Nangong Mu responded flatly.
It seemedâŠ
Very awkward.
But this did not affect the liveliness of Ping Yang Residence.
Because in Ping Yang Residence, there was Ping Yang, a chatty lady who couldnât stop talking. And Wen Dabao, who was thrown out from his home.
Wen Dabao was pitiful.
He said so himself.
According to him, the Law Council was especially busy at this period, with so much work to handle., and this made him an eyesore to his father, Wen Chuan.
The reasoning was simple.
The father was working to death, yet he had a useless son idling away around him. Anyone would have been sickened by this and gave him a scolding.
When scolding wasnât enough, Wen Chuan threw him out.
Out of sight, out of mind!
Then Wen Dabao wailed pitifully at the entrance of Ping Yang Residence, acting as if he didnât have a home.
And coincidentally, he met Fang Zhengzhi and Nangong Mu. Fang Zhengzhi didnât mind this, neither did Ping Yang, so naturally, no one else did.
When he met Nangong Mu, his response was markedly different from Yan Xiu.
When Wen Dabao saw Nangong Mu, his expression was exaggerated, especially so as his eyes lit up when he saw the two scars on Nangong Muâs face.
âWhat handsome âmanly scarsâ, they are so cool!â Wen Dabao fawned over Nangong Mu.
At the same time, he used the words that Fang Zhengzhi often described himself.
To him, flattery like this could be interpreted as compliments. In fact, these words were coined by Fang Zhengzhi, using them would only be a good choice.
But when Nangong Mu heard this, he gave a plain response.
âSomeone said they are ugly.â
âWho? Who dared to call Young Master Nangong ugly? Say it and Iâll bash him to death right now!â Wen Dabao turned angry with his arms akimbo, as if he were about to seek revenge.
âI said it.â Fang Zhengzhi spoke.
And thenâŠ
Nothing happened.
Because Wen Dabao had run to the corner at the far end of the room, his eyes locked on the food that the servant was bringing out. He was drooling, yet he did not dare take a step near it.
In the courtyard, the fragrance of the flowers wafted in the air, among the crisp sound of flowing water.
The dinner had been going on for more than two hours with no less than five pots of wine being drunk, but tacitly, no one mentioned the current state of imperial affairs.
This was a gathering of friends, and it had to be so.
Wen Dabao stared hungrily from afar, occasionally slapping himself for drooling so much.
Ping Yang seemed a little excited as she had a bit too much to drink. Her cheeks flushed a light pink, her skin sparklingly smooth, her pink lips tender and alluring.
âIâm very happy today, letâs have some fun!â Ping Yang said as she tilted to a side, waving her hands and fluttering her dress.
âGreat, shall we go to Seven Stars Lane?â Wen Dabaoâs voice immediately rang from a distance away, unable to contain his excitement.
After the incident at Seven Stars Lane a few days ago, he hadnât visited there to enjoy music.
This made him a little moody.
Just like a person who was used to eating luxury delicacies suddenly could no longer enjoy such food and was only allowed to eat some wild vegetables. What a torture!
âWho suggested going to Seven Stars Lane?â Ping Yang stared at him.
âWeâre not going to Seven Stars Lane? How then are we going to have fun?â Wen Dabao was puzzled. Well, to him, seeking fun and seeking girls didnât have much of a difference.
âWhat do you say, shameless fellow?â Ping Yang ignored Wen Dabao and turned her attention to Fang Zhengzhi, asking him in anticipation.
âWith regards to enjoying life⊠Besides merrymaking at brothels, feasting in Ping Yang Residence, whatâs left is having fun!â Fang Zhengzhi replied after some thought.
âYes, where shall we have fun?â Ping Yangâs eyes lit up.
âShopping is one way to have fun, but shops are now closed for the night. Horse racing is another, but, again, now is not a good time for that. SoâŠâ
âSo, what?â
âThereâs only one way left!â
âWhat is it?â
âMurder and arson, theft and robbery!â
âHuh?!â Wen Dabao almost fell from a shock. To think of committing murder and arson in the dead of the nightâŠ
If his father knew about this, he would be the one getting killed!
But unlike Wen Dabao, Ping Yang wasnât horrified. Instead, she was very excited and eager to do it.
âGreat, what shall we burn?â
âThe most heavily guarded place, of course.â Fang Zhengzhi didnât spend any time thinking.
âThe most heavily guarded? The palace is very heavily guarded, shall we set it on fire? But if I really burned the palace, Aunt Hua wouldâŠâ Ping Yang seemed concerned.
Wen Dabao heard this and rolled his eyes.
To set the palace on fireâŠ
Only Ping Yang would dare to say such a thing!
And most importantly, her concern wasnât about being beaten to death for setting the palace on fire, but if it would implicate Aunt Hua.
A spoiled lady indeed!
Wen Dabao had no words for this, but he understood there was truth in Ping Yangâs words. Perhaps if Ping yang really set the palace on fire, the emperor would only scold her, right?
âIf we canât set the palace on fire, we can try other places.â Fang Zhengzhi nodded, equally concerned about doing so.
âYes, yes, we should try other places!â Wen Dabao sighed in relief.
Ping Yang thought deeply once again.
âTry other places? Besides the palace, my residence is the second most heavily guarded place. I canât possibly set my own residence on fire, right? No, that wouldnât be fun. But the next in line should be⊠the Eastern Palace!â
âEastern Palace?!â
This time, Wen Dabao was so shocked he fell on the floor.
âYour Highness, you canât go to the Eastern Palace. Thatâs the crown princeâs residence, youâll be beheaded if you burn it down!â Wen Dabao cried, with tears streaming down his cheeks.
He was absolutely astonished by Ping Yangâs audacious suggestions.
If not the emperorâs palace, then the Eastern Palace!
Indeed, it seemed exciting, but this would endanger lives!
âThatâs true too. If I really burned down Third Brotherâs residence, where would he stay?â Ping Yang realized this upon hearing Wen Dabaoâs words, but soon, her eyes lit up again. âOh, I could burn only one or two of his houses, then there should be no problem!â
âNo problem?! How would there be no problem? Burning only one or two houses⊠Your Highness, that is the Eastern Palace! The crown princeâs residence!â Wen Dabao could never understand what she meant by âno problemâ.
Burning two houses of the Eastern Palace!
No problem?!
âHey, shameless fellow, I have decided to burn houses in the Eastern Palace. Do you dare to come?â Ping Yang ignored Wen Dabaoâs cries, and instead, she challenged Fang Zhengzhi.
âHmm, the Eastern Palace⊠Is it easy to enter?â Fang Zhengzhi looked at Ping Yang with a doubtful expression.
âNot easy⊠The Eastern Palace is not easy to enter. How about we change the place again? The Minister of Rites Du Wannianâs residence is easy to enter. Letâs burn his stable, there shouldnât be a problem!â Wen Dabao gritted his teeth and suggested his former enemy instead.
He would never have dared to set houses on fire.
ButâŠ
With Ping Yang taking the lead, his status as the young master of an official wouldnât be an issue. Furthermore, would Du Wannian spread the news of his stable being burnt down?
This wouldnât kill Wen Dabao!
âThe Eastern Palace is easy to enter, of course. Iâve been there a few times, itâs just that I didnât tell you guys. Iâm smart, am I not?â Ping Yang looked proudly at Fang Zhengzhi, brimming with confidence, as though she had not heard Wen Dabao.
âYour Highness, but itâs you!â Wen Dabao could tell why she was able to enter the Eastern Palace for a few times. She was Ping Yang after all.
Even if she was seen by the Eastern Palace guards, what could they do?
But it would be different with Fang Zhengzhi, Yan Xiu, and others. How would the Eastern Palace guards simply let a group of people in?
âShut up!â Ping Yang shouted with an icy stare. âI have already burnt the Law Officialâs residence, how could I burn a Ministerâs residence? Wen Dabao, if you are scared, then leave now, and donât ever come back to my residence again. We donât welcome you!â
âPrincessâŠâ Wen Dabao felt aggrieved.
Ping Yang once again turned toward Fang Zhengzhi. She reached for a bottle of wine and gulped a mouthful, provoking Fang Zhengzhi.
âYan Xiu, what do you think?â Fang Zhengzhi did not respond to Ping Yang, instead, he turned to Yan Xiu for his opinion.
âGo ahead.â Yan Xiu nodded.
âNangong Mu, are you coming?â Fang Zhengzhi returned the nod and turned to Nangong Mu.
âIf you guys are going, then Iâll join in too.â Nangong Mu answered after some thought.
âLetâs go.â Upon Yan Xiu and Nangong Muâs agreement, he had also decided to give it a shot and promptly stood up.
ButâŠ
Wen Dabao couldnât stand up.
Because his legs had turned to jelly.
Going to the Eastern Palace?
To burn it!
Did they need to play at such a high stake? With the Law Council already working on a few high-profile cases, should they add an Eastern Palace arson case to the burden?
âYan Xiu, that is the Eastern Palace. The Eastern Palace!â Unwilling to give up, Wen Dabao stood up, ran to Yan Xiu and pleaded him.
âYes, I know.â Yan Xiu nodded emotionlessly.
âAnd yet youâre going?â Wen Dabao asked.
Yan Xiu did not reply. He stood up and walked beside Fang Zhengzhi, without any intention of retreating.
Looking at Yan Xiu, Wen Dabao was at a loss for words.
Then he pinned his last hopes on Nangong Mu.
âYour Excellency Nangong, itâs the Eastern Palace, the crown princeâs residence. If this matter had spread to the Nangong Nobles, it wouldnât be good for you, right?â Wen Dabao asked worriedly.
âNot a problem, in the worst case, Iâll just kneel on the grave for two more years!â Nangong Mu nodded, unperturbed by his concerns.
ââŠâ Wen Dabao moved his lips. He wanted to say something but was stopped by Ping Yangâs glare.
But this did not stop him from screaming out in his mind.
Itâs the Eastern Palace! The crown princeâs residence!
Did they really have to play at such a high stake? Burning the Eastern Palace in the middle of the night could kill someone!
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