Chapter 457 Reporting to the Police

The word "forced purchase" did not move Shen Nuo.

Qiu Niang thought about it for a long time and was sure that there was no other way before she told Zhu Huaizhen about it.

Zhu Huaizhen was lying on a black lacquered and gold-painted beauty couch surrounded by scrolls of poetry and paintings, holding a round fan with a mahogany handle embroidered with pomegranates, cats and butterflies, and moving it from time to time, as lazy as a Persian cat, while listening to "Peach Blossom Fan".

Orioles chirp at dawn in the jade trees of Jinling, flowers bloom early in the Qinhuai waterside pavilions. Who knew the ice would melt so easily? I watched him build his red mansion, I watched him entertain guests, and I watched his mansion collapse. Here, amidst the mossy, blue tiles, I once slept in a dreamlike state; I've witnessed fifty years of rise and fall. No one in Wuyi Lane is surnamed Wang, ghosts cry at Mochou Lake, and owls roost on Phoenix Terrace. Dreams of the ruined mountains are the most real, the old land hard to lose. I don't believe this map is changing manuscripts. I'll compose a lament for Jiangnan, and sing it until I grow old.

Oh, and there’s also Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.

Sugar-heart abalone, pineapple sea cucumber, white shark lips, young deer tendons, claw meat, golden shark fin, ivory clam meat, spider fish glue, quail eggs, ham, pork ribs, clean winter bamboo shoots, king oyster mushrooms, chrysanthemum mushrooms, wild pine mushrooms, morels, snow bamboo fungus, Shaoxing wine, eighteen ingredients, eighteen delicious flavors. The moment you lift the lotus leaf covering the jar, the rich meaty aroma is so fragrant that even a Buddha would jump over the wall.

Of course, we also drank the rich and colorful cup of sesame, salt, bamboo shoots, chestnuts, loofah kernels, walnut kernels, spring immortal seagulls, swan osmanthus, rose and brine Lu'an sparrow tongue bud tea.

After listening to Qiu Niang's report, Zhu Huaizhen casually ordered a play called "The Peony Pavilion".

It turns out that all the vibrant flowers are now abandoned to the broken wells and dilapidated walls. What can be done about the beautiful scenery? Who can enjoy the joyful moments? Morning flies and evening rolls away, clouds and mists adorning the emerald pavilion; raindrops and wind, misty waves and painted boats - the people of the brocade screen look down upon this beautiful time.

Tsk tsk, I’m used to hearing it.

"Your Highness, what do you think?" Qiu Niang asked.

"Qiu Niang, wait a few more days." Zhu Huaizhen held up her rosy cheeks, smiling like a flower, her eyes moving.

And so, I waited for seven days.

Zhu Huaizhen also listened to "The Injustice of Dou E".

The sun and moon hang in the sky at dawn and dusk, and spirits wield the power of life and death. Heaven and earth, supposed to distinguish between the clear and the turbid, yet how could they have confused Dao Zhi and Yan Yuan? Those who do good suffer poverty and a shorter life, while those who commit evil enjoy wealth and longevity. Heaven and earth, seemingly coveting the strong and bullying the weak, yet they also seem to go along with the tide. Earth, if you can't distinguish between good and evil, what are you called Earth? Heaven, you misjudge the wise and the foolish, unworthy of being Heaven! Alas, all I can do is shed tears.

"Your Highness, are you at a loss?" Qiu Niang asked.

Ever since Shen Nuo learned that Zhu Huaizhen was going to force the purchase, he simply let it go.

Zhu Huaizhen paid for his food and accommodation according to the rules, not a penny more or less.

"Does Chen Nuo think so too?" Zhu Huaizhen touched his chin and smiled meaningfully.

"Not necessarily." Tu Mi shook her head slightly.

"Then wait a little longer..." Zhu Huaizhen muttered to himself.

When Shen Nuo also thought so, Zhu Huaizhen stopped listening to the play.

"Tu Mi, Qiu Niang, let's go to Jingzhao Prefecture." Zhu Huaizhen smiled sweetly, his eyes clear and bright.

"Jingzhao Prefecture?" Tu Mi and Qiu Niang looked at each other, full of suspicion.

What was her Highness planning to do? Report to the authorities?

"Report to the police." Zhu Huaizhen stretched and felt bored.

Before leaving, Zhu Huaizhen felt that he had to eat and drink enough.

He ate some pancakes, steamed buns with mutton soup, hand-pulled mutton, donkey meat hotpot, spicy soup, roujiamo, grilled cold noodles, sweet and sour pork, stuffed skin, pot-pot meat, etc. His belly was round and he burped.

"Your Highness, Jingzhao Prefecture is not a dangerous place, you can't just barge in." Tu Mi joked.

"Tu Mi, don't worry, I don't need you. I just want to take you to see the fun." Zhu Huaizhen said with a smile.