New and dark light years

Chapter 241 Silver Offensive
Tang Mansion.

The swordsman's surname was Zhang, and his given name was Ruiyu.

The family's martial arts technique, the Wind-Splitting Saber Technique.

He was looking at the luxurious furnishings around him with envy.

Although his family had some property, enough to support his martial arts training for ten years, they were still just small landowners. The gold and silver utensils, lacquerware and glassware in front of him all proved the owner's wealth.

After all, some things can't be bought just because you have money.

"Young Master Zhang, please wait a moment." Tang Nan smiled and said, "I'll have those dancers come out to serve you."

Zhang Ruiyu smiled shyly and sat down.

Tang Nan left.

Then two maids dressed in green brought in wine and dishes.

Zhang Ruiyu was a little nervous. He lowered his head, but still secretly glanced at the two women.

She was quite pretty, prettier than all the women in the village.

The more he looked, the more his heart fluttered.

If even the maids are this beautiful, what must the dancers, who are specially used to entertain nobles, look like?
He drank his wine while waiting anxiously.

Not long after, Tang Nan returned.

He was followed by a large group of women.

Zhang Ruiyu's eyes widened when he saw it.

He had never had so many beautiful women.

Most of these women were carrying musical instruments, while the four women at the front were dressed in very revealing clothes with long flowing sleeves.

Tang Nanxian walked over first, clasped his hands in a fist and smiled, "I've kept Young Hero Zhang waiting."

Zhang Ruiyu waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no."

He was somewhat afraid to look at the beautiful women around him.

"Continue serving food and drinks, play music, and start dancing."

As the soft music began, Tang Nan kept urging Zhang Ruiyu to drink, one cup after another, praising him incessantly.

The four dancers danced gracefully around the two men.

Their dancers were incredibly alluring, and because they wore very little clothing, the contrast of white and red was dazzling and made one dizzy.

The two drank one cup after another.

Gradually, my vision blurred, and my body felt lighter.

Tang Nan stood up, swaying as he said, "I'm feeling really suffocated... Young Master Zhang, please do as you please, I'll be right back."

Tang Nan left.

Zhang Ruiyu's eyes were getting increasingly blurry.

The four dancers were getting closer and closer.

In a daze, someone sat on him.

Zhang Ruiyu instinctively pulled her close.

Then came screams.

But at this point, Zhang Ruiyu seemed to have lost his hearing; he was just instinctively munching on something soft.

When he regained consciousness, he found himself lying on a haystack, surrounded by iron bars, and wearing shackles.

"How is this going!"

Before he could react, he was dragged to the courtroom by the bailiffs. There, he saw a ragged woman pointing at him and saying angrily, "It was him who assaulted me."

He recognized the woman; she was one of the four dancers.

Moreover, there were indeed red finger marks on the other person's exposed skin.

Zhang Ruiyu was stunned.

He did remember that when he was drunk, he was groping and biting indiscriminately.

Could it be...? Looking at the beauty's resentful face, he immediately lowered his head.

He said to the officials above him, "I plead guilty..."

Outside the courtroom, a large crowd had gathered, and they pointed and whispered among themselves when they heard Zhang Ruiyu confess.

Just then, someone pushed through the crowd and rushed in, shouting, "Wait!"

It was a Tang Dynasty hardship.

He was disheveled and reeked of alcohol.

The official in the courtroom was not a prefectural official, but rather the registrar temporarily presiding over the case.

"Who are you?"

In fact, many people knew Tang Nan, and this registrar naturally knew him as well.

But the questions that need to be asked still need to be asked; that's the procedure.

"This humble subject, Tang Nan... has made a mistake, made a mistake. The woman who reported this to the authorities is my family's dancer. Yesterday, I already gave her to Young Master Zhang as a concubine." Tang Nan said, bowing. His face showed reluctance and difficulty, but in the end, it all turned into determination.

Almost everyone saw that expression.

"Since she was a concubine, why did you report her to the authorities?" the registrar asked.

"I was drunk and forgot to tell her." The kneeling dancer looked surprised.

Zhang Ruiyu looked at Tang Nan with even more gratitude.

The registrar looked at the dancer: "So what do you think..."

“Since it was the master’s idea, then we will not sue him. There is no reason for a concubine to sue her husband.”

Although she said that, her face was bitter.

The registrar smiled and said, "In that case, let's adjourn the court."

After saying this, the registrar left.

Zhang Ruiyu walked up to Tang Nan and knelt down: "Brother Tang, thank you for your magnanimity. If you need anything in the future, I will definitely help you without hesitation."

"Get up, get up, there's no need for that." Tang Nan helped Zhang Ruiyu up.

At this moment, the dancer also came over and stood obediently beside Zhang Ruiyu, even looking a little scared.

Zhang Ruiyu glanced at the dancer, subconsciously recalling the softness he had enjoyed while drunk, and his heart fluttered.

Tang Nan then asked, "Young Master Zhang, what are your plans next?"

Zhang Ruiyu glanced at the woman beside him and frowned slightly.

Tang Nan smiled and said, "Why don't you come to my house and serve as a servant for a while? You already have a concubine, so settle down first before considering your career. Don't worry... Weiwei has always been my favorite, but I haven't touched her yet. Although she's a concubine, you can marry her."

Zhang Ruiyu's eyes lit up immediately: "That first blood..."

Vivi turned her head to the side and said, "It's still... on that dance dress."

This made Zhang Ruiyu smile even more broadly.

He clasped his hands in a fist salute to Tang Nan and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Brother Tang..."

"We should change how we address each other."

"Master of the house."

Tang Nan chuckled softly, "Good! Good!"

That concludes the matter.

The surrounding crowd thoroughly enjoyed the spectacle, dispersing as they discussed it amongst themselves.

"Tang Nan is really a man of honor."

"He's even willing to give away his own concubines; he's a true friend."

"Yes, yes, yes! I also want to be his friend."

Such sounds could be heard from time to time in the vicinity.

Li Lin was also in the crowd. After listening, he waved his fan and left.

As evening fell, he used stealth to reach the Tang residence and jumped inside.

Instead of searching, he left a few small paper figures here.

These little paper figures were very clever; as soon as they landed, they burrowed into dark, narrow places to stay.

Li Lin then left.

He felt that this Tang Nan was very problematic.

He didn't want to talk to this person at first, but then he suddenly realized something.

The Immortal Execution Society... had a branch here, which was reportedly wiped out by spies from the Imperial City Guard.

But have they really been completely eradicated?

This Tang Nan specifically targets young people, or young and handsome men, to set his trap.

Last time it was myself.

This time it's that guy surnamed Zhang.

What are the hidden stories behind this?
He was quite interested.

Also... in two days, the so-called treasure will be unveiled.

He needs to be prepared.

A face mask, and... a large amount of paper.

However, buying directly would attract too much attention, given that the nickname "Paper Prince" is widely known in the martial arts world.

We need to find other ways to get a large amount of paper.

After thinking for a while, Li Lin went to the private paper mill and found its owner.

The paper mill is preparing to close down, and the owner is taking inventory.

He handed over a few silver notes and said with a smile, "I want to buy your paper mill."

The paper shop owner said unhurriedly, "You have a lot of money, but I'm not selling."

"Two more."

Looking at these several large sums of silver notes, the shopkeeper became somewhat uneasy: "This is a family heirloom, we can't..."

"Then let's add one more!"

The shopkeeper immediately stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for taking a liking to this humble person. I will go home to buy the deed now. Please wait a moment."

(End of this chapter)