Chapter 147: Farce
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
A young master wearing luxurious clothes exited from the carriage, waving the folding fan in his hand like a prodigal son.
As soon as he deboarded, he kicked the guard and shouted foully, “What’s going, what’s going on? You can’t even do something so simple, what need do I have for all of you?”
The guard of the Liu Estate said with a dejected face, “Young Master, they say that the City Lord’s Estate laid a strict order to keep the city gates shut after dark!”
“Preposterous!” The brocade-robed youth gestured toward the city gate tower with his fan as he angrily shouted, “Don’t they know who this young master is? Hurry up and open the city gate for me! You band of garbage, don’t you know to think up a way if they won’t open the gate? Go! Smash that gate open! This young master wants to enter this instant!”
A corner of the curtains to the carriage was lifted, revealing a tender, gentle, and fair face that was as pure as a lotus flower. The girl gently and softly called, “Young Master Liu.”
The youth in luxurious clothes immediately donned on a salivating face akin to a pig’s and walked toward the carriage with a leery smile. “Sister Xiao Wan, don’t worry, we will be able to enter the city in a moment!”
Wen Ruwan nodded with a smile, abashedly lowering her head due to the youth’s stare.
The youth in luxurious clothes felt his heart fill with infatuation. However, he could not do anything in the public eye, so he resignedly gave up and sent another kick to his servant boy. “Why aren’t you smashing the city gate down for me already! Those insolent vermin! I will make them pay when Uncle comes!”
How dare they make him look bad in front of a beautiful woman! How outrageous!
Wen Ruwan put down the curtain, derision flitting through her eyes. What a brainless guy! If it were not for her complete feebleness and difficult journey, she would not have joined this prodigal young master and rode his carriage to rush to Xijiu City.
Several extremely vicious and wicked servant boys dug out clubs from the carriage and really followed the extremely scoundrel-charactered prodigal young master to destroy the city gate!
There were quite a number of common people gathered by the city gate who were all lining up overnight so that they could enter the city early the next day. When they witnessed this noble young master’s absurd behavior, they were all stupefied and were at an utter loss for words.
Bang bang bang!!! The city gate produced loud noises as clubs smacked into it.
The common people subconsciously gathered to the two sides and were gesticulating toward the young master while they muttered amongst themselves.
“Smash! Smash it down! Stronger! Did you losers not eat anything?” The young master punted one of the servant boy’s butt and yelled, furious, “Knock the city gate down! This young master will take responsibility!”
At this time, a male peasant loudly driving a cart led by a lazy donkey arrived.
The people gathered at the city gate automatically separated into the two sides and the donkey cart was unimpeded as it slowly padded to the back of the carriage.
There were 10-20 people squeezed onto the donkey cart—big and small, male and female, old and young—who nearly in a pile from how tight they sat together.
To begin with, a donkey cart was slow, and it had to drag so many people, so the trials of this journey could be imagined.
This was the stifling manner that Qiao Wenjuan made her way here.
Currently, half of her was sitting on the legs of a dark-skinned youth with an honest-looking face. The youth might look well-behaved, but his hands did not behave at all. They were brazenly placed on Qiao Wenjuan’s slim waist and would occasionally play with it.
There was very limited space on the donkey cart, so basically everyone—whether male or female—had to sit squeezed together, so even if rage boiled inside Qiao Wenjuan, she had nowhere to vent it.
Unless she jumped down from the cart and left, she simply had to endure it.