"Alas!" He sighed again, his face full of sorrow, clearly anxious.
The servant's eyes darted around after hearing this, and he said, "Why not hire someone to exorcise the ghost? That way, the building will be much quieter."
"Easier said than done. Most of these sorcerers are frauds. Take that guy I asked to perform a ritual, for example. He took the money and ran away. Who can I complain to?" Hua Niang no longer dared to trust those sorcerers.
"That's easy, just find our boss! Our boss is very famous in that circle. If you're worried, you can ask around first." The servant looked very proud and confident.
"Alright, don't even bother asking. We've known each other for so long, you wouldn't lie to me, would you? Besides, your shop is right here, you wouldn't run away, would you?" Hua Niang trusted this young man completely. They had known each other for two years, so she naturally believed what he said.
"Alright, I'll talk to Manager Fengxue in a bit and have her ask our master." The servant nodded, agreeing.
"Alright, then you can put in the effort. Talk to your boss, the money won't be a problem." Hua Niang was clever; she hadn't spent so many years in the brothel for nothing.
"Alright, don't worry." The servant patted his chest to reassure her.
The two chatted for a while longer. The other servant who had gone to get the rouge and powder returned. The courtesan gave him some money, took the items, and left.
Before leaving, she repeatedly told him to make sure he took good care of this matter for her.
Seeing that Hua Niang had left the shop, the servant turned and went upstairs, presumably to report something.
After listening, Feng Xue nodded. Who wouldn't want to make money? So she didn't refuse.
"Little Feng, well done." He turned to praise the servant who had been talking to the flower maid earlier.
Xiao Feng smiled smugly. Of course, he didn't know who he learned this skill of finding a way to squeeze in.
The two of them took on the job, and then sent someone to the Prime Minister's residence to inform Feng Qingge, along with Hua Niang's words: money is not a problem.
Feng Qingge was very satisfied. As long as there was money, catching ghosts was a piece of cake.
As soon as Feng Qingge agreed, Feng Xue sent someone to inform the flower maid of Ningshang Pavilion. In the process, it took another two days.
So many things have happened in the past two days. Hua Niang is so regretful. Why didn't she just wait in the shop when Xiao Feng told her? Then this wouldn't have happened. Sigh.
Two days later, Hua Niang immediately sent someone to reply to them, saying that her matter was urgent and that the owner of their painting studio should come over as soon as possible.
This anxiety seemed genuine, so Feng Xue quickly informed Feng Qingge.
As night fell, Feng Qingge and her servant Qi Quan took advantage of the darkness to leave the mansion and head towards Ning Chang Pavilion.
"Young master, slow down, wait for me." Feng Qingge walked at top speed, her feet barely touching the ground, while Qi Quan followed behind, panting heavily.
His martial arts skills were the weakest and not worth mentioning, so naturally he couldn't catch up with his young master and could only shout weakly.
Helpless, Feng Qingge turned around, grabbed Qi Quan's slender arm, leaped up, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a series of strange cries.
"Ahhhh, young master, slow down!!"
The two quickly arrived at the largest red-light district in the capital, where Ningchang Pavilion was located, and it was also the largest red-light district.
However, as the two stopped, they realized that the flower street was a bit strange today. It was quiet and no longer as lively as it used to be, and there was no trace of its former hustle and bustle.
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