He headed toward the peach blossoms.
Along the way, many commoners looked at him, their eyes still filled with reverence.
After all, he was the Vice Minister of Revenue. Ultimately, he was still an official, and even if he served the people, he carried an official's authority.
But Xu Qingxiao put on no airs. Whenever someone looked his way, he answered with a smile.
That small gesture brought smiles to many faces, and they even bowed to him.
Eventually, some even dared to greet him, calling out, "Hello, Lord Xu!"
Xu Qingxiao responded to them as well.
After about half an hour, Xu Qingxiao reached the spot beneath the peach blossom sign.
The rendezvous signal the White Robe Sect had given him pointed here. As for who his contact was, Xu Qingxiao had no idea.
Still, Xu Qingxiao was not particularly worried. The other party would make the arrangements themselves.
The only thing that embarrassed Xu Qingxiao was that this place with the peach blossoms was Great Wei's famous Peach Blossom Nunnery.
With "peach blossom" in its name, those who knew, knew.
It was not a Martial House, however, but a Literary House.
And it was far more respectable than those in Southern Yu Prefecture. Frankly, enough money could still persuade the Pure Courtesans there. Or if someone had powerful backing and influence and truly wanted to force them to submit, could they really refuse?
His reputation might suffer a little, but at least he would enjoy himself.
The Peach Blossom Nunnery was different. It claimed to be Great Wei's finest establishment, rivaled only by the Guangling Pavilion. The Pure Courtesans at these two places were all peerless beauties of Great Wei, selected through all sorts of trials from childhood, with everything they ate, drank, and used carefully chosen.
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