Fairy tales always have happy endings, but unfortunately, life can be very cruel. Many poor and vain scholars, who thought in themselves that they were handsome and talented, had put on a distinguished intellectual appearance to come here in an attempt to create their own fairytale story. They had anticipated that a divine beauty would fall in love with them at first sight, and how their charm and talent would allow them to live on the earnings of these escorts…
Unfortunately, they had all been heartlessly thrown out in succession after only being able to fish out a pittance of copper coins from their pockets. Some were even thrown into the Spirit Fog Lake and were drowned half to death. Their misfortune reminded them that fairy tales are certainly appealing, but without enough money in their pocket, you will just throw your life away and die in a stupid, meaningless and shameful manner…
Think about what kind of place a local brothel is? Escorts don’t talk about love and courtesans only talk of nonsense! And a brothel is a place that is filled with the former! What man would visit this kind of establishment and agree to remain chaste if his wife is not in the room? Pretending to have pure intentions at a brothel is like giving the escorts a certificate of achievement*. How detestable and patronizing!
[*I wasn’t really sure how to translate this. 牌坊 is a placard that’s traditionally bestowed upon wives who have worked tirelessly worked to upkeep their home and raise the children while their husbands are away at work. Giving an escort such an award is like a slap in the face.]
For the women who been accustomed to seeing the very worst in people, how could they not see through the half-assed scholarly and cultured pretenses for what it really is?
There are very few good men like in the fairytales!
No wonder Tang Yuan once said that bastards were cleanly killed with one sword stroke, but hypocrites were continuously tormented and tortured until they collapsed from a mental breakdown.
He always kept these words close to heart!
Jun Mo Xie concealed himself among the shadows, sticking to the walls and hiding behind trees. His body seem as though it possessed an almost intangible and elusive quality and was able to become one with anything he used as cover. Not one passerby along the way noticed his presence, not to mention the three assassins he is following.
But looking at the three men in front, ** dominated their thoughts, but they kept up a perfect gentleman’s appearance. These nouveau riche entered a luxurious building in the outer reaches of Spirit Fog Lake—Ni Chang Pavilion.
After the party went in, a nearby pleasure boat begins to slowly row over before coming to a stop in the waters near the Ni Chang Pavilion.
Jun Mo Xie was stunned by what he saw. Apart from the helmsman outside, there was surprisingly no one else on the boat. It seemed as if it’s just waiting for him. This situation seemed a little odd. What’s more, the people that have since gone onboard have stayed on the other side of the boat? Isn’t this too good to be true? Jun Mo Xie gritted his teeth. Let’s take a gamble!
A sudden gust of wind rose up. Amidst a clump of reed, a piece of reed broke loose before gently drifting away on the surface of the lake. A hint of dream-like quality accompanied the arrival of the setting sun, forming an uncanny scenery.
Jun Mo Xie planned to exploit these drifting reeds. His entire body seems to merge effortlessly into the clumps of reeds by the side of the lake and soon came within a dozen zhangs of the boat. Hidden behind a thick willow on shore, he broke off two pieces of reeds to hold in his hands and slipped soundlessly into the water. His movement in the water was as light as a feather such that he did not arouse even the slightest ripples. Actually, he had only recently achieved this level of movement after vigorously training. If it were a fortnight before, he would not have been able to move in this way.
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นิทานมีความสุขลงท้ายเสมอ แต่น่าเสียดาย ชีวิตสามารถโหดร้ายมาก จำนวนมากยากจน และไร้สาระนักวิชาการ ผู้คิดว่า ในตัวเองที่ พวกเขาได้หล่อ และมีความสามารถ มีใส่ในลักษณะปัญญาที่แตกต่างมาในความพยายามที่สร้างตัวเองเรื่องราวเทพนิยาย พวกเขาได้คาดว่า ความงามเจ้าจะตกหลุมรักกับพวกเขาที่แรกเห็น และวิธีเสน่ห์และพรสวรรค์ของพวกเขาจะอนุญาตให้อยู่บนกำไรคุ้มกันเหล่านี้...อับ พวกเขามีทั้งหมดถูก heartlessly โยนออกติด ๆ กันหลังจากได้ปลาออกกว้านเหรียญทองแดงจากกระเป๋าของพวกเขา แม้จะถูกโยนลงไปในทะเลสาบหมอกจิตวิญญาณ และได้จมน้ำตายครึ่งหนึ่ง โชคร้ายของพวกเขาเตือนไว้ว่า นิทานน่าสนใจแน่นอน แต่ไม่ มีเงินในกระเป๋า คุณจะทิ้งชีวิต และตายในลักษณะโง่ ไม่มีความหมาย และน่าอับอาย...คิดว่า เกี่ยวกับอะไรเป็นซ่องโสเภณีท้องถิ่น พี่ไม่พูดถึงความรัก และ courtesans พูดคุยของเรื่องไร้สาระเท่านั้น และซ่องโสเภณีเป็นสถานที่ที่เต็มไป ด้วยอดีต สิ่งที่มนุษย์จะไปชนิดของการจัดตั้ง และตกลงที่ยังคงบริสุทธิ์ถ้าภรรยาไม่ได้อยู่ในห้อง แอบอ้างว่ามีความตั้งใจบริสุทธิ์ที่ซ่องโสเภณีเป็นการให้พี่รับรองความสำเร็จ * วิธีการที่โหดร้าย และ patronizing[*I wasn’t really sure how to translate this. 牌坊 is a placard that’s traditionally bestowed upon wives who have worked tirelessly worked to upkeep their home and raise the children while their husbands are away at work. Giving an escort such an award is like a slap in the face.]For the women who been accustomed to seeing the very worst in people, how could they not see through the half-assed scholarly and cultured pretenses for what it really is?There are very few good men like in the fairytales!No wonder Tang Yuan once said that bastards were cleanly killed with one sword stroke, but hypocrites were continuously tormented and tortured until they collapsed from a mental breakdown.He always kept these words close to heart!Jun Mo Xie concealed himself among the shadows, sticking to the walls and hiding behind trees. His body seem as though it possessed an almost intangible and elusive quality and was able to become one with anything he used as cover. Not one passerby along the way noticed his presence, not to mention the three assassins he is following.But looking at the three men in front, ** dominated their thoughts, but they kept up a perfect gentleman’s appearance. These nouveau riche entered a luxurious building in the outer reaches of Spirit Fog Lake—Ni Chang Pavilion.After the party went in, a nearby pleasure boat begins to slowly row over before coming to a stop in the waters near the Ni Chang Pavilion.Jun Mo Xie was stunned by what he saw. Apart from the helmsman outside, there was surprisingly no one else on the boat. It seemed as if it’s just waiting for him. This situation seemed a little odd. What’s more, the people that have since gone onboard have stayed on the other side of the boat? Isn’t this too good to be true? Jun Mo Xie gritted his teeth. Let’s take a gamble!A sudden gust of wind rose up. Amidst a clump of reed, a piece of reed broke loose before gently drifting away on the surface of the lake. A hint of dream-like quality accompanied the arrival of the setting sun, forming an uncanny scenery.Jun Mo Xie planned to exploit these drifting reeds. His entire body seems to merge effortlessly into the clumps of reeds by the side of the lake and soon came within a dozen zhangs of the boat. Hidden behind a thick willow on shore, he broke off two pieces of reeds to hold in his hands and slipped soundlessly into the water. His movement in the water was as light as a feather such that he did not arouse even the slightest ripples. Actually, he had only recently achieved this level of movement after vigorously training. If it were a fortnight before, he would not have been able to move in this way.Share this:
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