75. Four Journeys into the Imperial Palace (Request for Continuous Reading)

Zhao Douan was momentarily stunned, transferring the oil paper-wrapped beef to his left hand and bending down to pick up the stack of official documents. He dusted them off and placed them back on the table with a chuckle,

"Is Sir in a bad mood today?"

The elderly eunuch, with white at his temples and deep-set eyes, sat irate behind the desk in the hall, looking down on him,

"I remember telling you not to come again."

Zhao Douan shamelessly retorted,

"What I was told last time was not to visit late at night, and the sun has only just set."

Sun Lianying scoffed,

"What's so great about this place? Isn't it more fun to frolic with those dandies?"

Really petty, it was just a few times skipping duty... Zhao Douan forced a laugh and made no argument.

He simply placed the wine and meat on the stone table in the backyard of the government office, saying,