Carrying Wine and Singing Long Songs

Volume 1: Carrying Wine and Singing Long Songs, Chapter 13: Passing Through by Pretending to be Cute. Utilizing this divine ability, he could change his body at will. This time, in order to see what exactly was going on behind the scenes of the Shangxuan Kingdom, he had transformed into the appearance of a small child.

"But my wife..." the two officers cupped their hands and said. If he were taken to be washed up and fed a few good meals to replenish his nutrition, there would surely be many high-ranking officials and nobles willing to adopt him as a foster son, or even as a plaything.

"Let's go, let's go, off to Zui Xian Lou." "Besides, if you don't go home, won't your wife have a problem with that?" Complaining to himself in his heart, this officer continued to maintain a smile, his face stretched wide. The officer who made the suggestion laughed heartily and slapped his colleague on the back.

The little boy asked timidly. After eating and drinking to their fill, the two middle-aged officers walked out of the restaurant together. "Brother, let's take him back to the Venerable Mansion first and let the various Venerables take a look."

And Bai Qiuran's Spiritual Sense followed them like a shadow, monitoring his every move. The officer smiled and reached out to pull the little boy. "Hmm?" The other officer seemed to be a bit henpecked.

Then he squatted down, trying his best to show a kind smile, and at the same time reached out to the little boy on the ground. The two of them smiled, each reaching out a hand to take the little boy's hands, and walked toward the direction of the Shangxuan Kingdom Venerable Mansion, but what they didn't know was that behind them, the ragged little boy also revealed a meaningful smile.

The two of them, carrying a sense of drunkenness and a bit of annoyance, turned their heads in confusion, only to see a little boy with black hair and starry eyes, holding a broken bowl in one hand and pulling at the corners of their clothes with the other, looking up at them timidly.

After following these two officers into the Venerable Mansion, Bai Qiuran was taken by two Maidservants to a bathhouse nearby, where they helped him wash away the stains on his body, changed him into a new set of clothes, and then led him into a small room.

"Hey, that old woman is probably already asleep with the kids by now." A moment later, someone brought up a table of food and drink, while instructing Bai Qiuran to stay put and not run around.

After finding them, Bai Qiuran immediately began to eavesdrop on their conversation. Usually, young boys and girls were the favorite sacrifices for Demonic Cultivators, whether for harvesting essence or absorbing souls; of course, this also included large-scale Blood Sacrifice.

"Are, are there any leftovers?" "Wait, wait, wait, don't go yet. Look at this little kid, isn't he just the kind of homeless boy or girl you mentioned earlier, with no parents and no one to claim them?"

The other officer nodded and said: "After we drop him off, the two of us can go have some fun." "I'm sorry, little one, uncle didn't see clearly that you were just a child, my apologies, my apologies."

"Of course, I guarantee you'll eat until you're full!" "Tonight we are going to be the ones who party the latest, we won't return until we're drunk!" "Hey, that's easy!"

"Two uncles." The officer said with a smile: "There are also warm clothes and a soft bed, we will give you all of these!" "Exactly, exactly."

In his three thousand years of cultivation, he had dabbled in various divine abilities, some of which were not limited by realm and had been practiced by him to a point of perfection. This divine ability of physical transformation was one of them.

"Many thanks, Venerable Sima." The little boy kicked his legs and retreated two steps timidly on the ground, then looked at them with terrified eyes.

Hearing his colleague say this, the angry officer was also stunned for a moment. He let out a hiccup, his face flushed, and he swayed as he stared at the little boy.

One officer greeted: "For the next few days, the two of us are afraid we'll have to go on a business trip outside the capital, to a place where there are no villages ahead and no shops behind. We must take this opportunity to have a good time."

The officer who suggested going to the red-light district waved his hand dismissively: "When I left, I told her that this is official business, we need to conserve our energy, conserve our energy, understand?"

Enduring the dizziness, this officer shook his head to clear his mind a little, then looked at his colleague. After the two officers took their leave, Sima Yingbo stood alone in place for a moment, then walked back behind his desk and began to process the files on the table.

The other officer looked like he had wanted to go all along. Hearing this, he immediately became restless and said: "Then... if my wife asks later, I'll have to trouble you to cover for me, brother."

The little boy pleaded in somewhat slurred words: "Please, have mercy, give me some food, I'm starving to death."

Seeing the people leave, Bai Qiuran began to eat the food while releasing his Spiritual Sense to search within the Venerable Mansion. Soon, he found the two officers who were reporting to a Venerable, and the person they were reporting to was someone Bai Qiuran happened to know: Sima Yingbo, a First-Class Venerable whom he had met once before at Mang Mountain.

The two of them had smiles on their faces that all men understood. While laughing tacitly, they walked toward the largest red-light district in the Shangxuan Kingdom, but just then, the corner of an officer's clothes was pulled from behind.

You wouldn't know until you looked, but upon closer inspection, although this little boy was wearing ragged, patched clothes and his face, hands, and feet were covered in dirt and dust, his facial structure and features revealed him to be a very cute boy.

When the little boy heard there was food and clothing, his eyes lit up, and he reached out to grab the officer's calloused hand. "Hmm..." This little boy was, naturally, Bai Qiuran in disguise.

"Then, then, I'll go with you uncles." "You did very well this time."

"Come with us. We are officers of the Shangxuan Kingdom. Your Majesty has decreed that within the capital of Shangxuan, the people must be well-clothed and well-fed. We will not leave you to fend for yourself on the streets."

"Let's go, uncle will take you to the government office and treat you to a hot meal." "Although it's just a formality, that boy is intelligent and has extraordinary potential; he is a top-tier choice in every respect. With him appearing at the Heaven Worship Ceremony, I believe the late Emperor will be comforted in spirit, and the national fortune of Shangxuan will be reversed. I will report this matter to my Master. You two have worked hard, go and collect your rewards."

The officer whose clothes were pulled had been drinking a bit too much and his brain hadn't caught up yet. Seeing a beggar kid pulling on him and preventing him from going to have fun, he was suddenly furious. He yanked back his clothes, pushed the little boy to the ground, and roared: "Get lost, you little bastard, how unlucky!"

But the other officer seemed to be able to maintain a certain degree of sobriety. He stared blankly at the little boy sitting on the ground with tears in his eyes, and suddenly reached out to pull his colleague. "Who is it?"

This officer stood up with a smile and looked at his colleague. The two of them revealed a "plan succeeded" smile at the same time. Bai Qiuran heard Sima Yingbo praising those two officers...