SilverOblivion2680
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“Uncle, do you have any ideas for raising funds?” Long Tian stroked his chin. He had a shrewd plan in mind… One that, if executed well, wouldn't just bring in cash, but would significantly expand his network of influence. "None," Dong Zhuo barked, his face darkening. "We can only look outside the city to see if there are any mountain bandits worth raiding. There are merchant guilds in the city we could squeeze, but The Ten Eunuchs are asking for an outrageous sum this time. Ptui! Those…-
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** Chang'an was a whirlwind of activity. It boasted famous taverns, the brothels men dreamed of, bustling gambling dens, Confucian academies, an imperial observatory, and massive markets in the East and West. Its prosperity far surpassed that of any simple county town. As a former capital, its profound heritage was beyond comparison with ordinary cities. Having seen the neon lights and glitz of the modern world in his previous life, Long Tian wasn't particularly moved by this…
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Zhang Wen arrived as soon as he heard the news, with Dong Zhuo following closely behind. Both seemed eager to witness the treatment; after all, a toothache was considered practically incurable in this era. Whether in Chang'an or Luoyang, no doctor could truly "fix" a bad tooth. Patients were forced to endure the agony, and once the pain started, it almost never truly vanished. "What are you two doing here? The doctor is treating me. You should go back to your wine and wait," Lady Zhang…
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It sounded reasonable, yet it felt somewhat odd. Lady Zhang hesitated for a moment before turning to her attendants. "You may all withdraw. Cui’er, go and tell the Master that my toothache is cured. Convey my gratitude to Doctor Long. As the doctor still needs to examine my other ailments, ask the Master to wait a little longer." "Yes, My Lady." The clever maid bowed and retreated. She was clearly one of the Lady’s trusted confidantes. “Doctor, let's begin.” Lady Zhang said. She reached…
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That evening, an invitation arrived. Someone was hosting a banquet at the Cuihong Pavilion, one of the most famous establishments in Chang'an. Naturally, this meant "drinking with flowers," partying with courtesans, chatting, and drinking. And if the mood struck, a man could simply lead a girl away to do the deed. In this world, wine and women were the standard rhythm of high society. Long Tian, however, looked down on the whole scene. He never went to brothels; even back in Tao…
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"To worry before the world worries, and enjoy after the world enjoys? I never imagined Young Tian possessed such insight. It has truly opened my eyes! Good, good… Come, let us drain this cup!" Yang Cong’s eyes shone with genuine appreciation. He hoisted the wine pot and personally filled Long Tian’s cup. The two clinked their glasses and downed the drinks in one gulp. Then, they burst into hearty laughter, bringing the lively atmosphere in the room to a peak. "Sit, sit, please take…
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"Flattery will get you anywhere." As the saying goes, one does not strike a smiling face. It was all just bootlicking; at best, it sounded pleasant, and at worst, it was just standard courtesy. Whenever you need a favor from someone, you basically have to sweet-talk them. That's just how the ways of the world work. Even with a system, it merely sped up the process; the process itself remained unavoidable. As the wine flowed, the conversation drifted from the romantic gossip of Chang’an to…
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** After a scalding cold shower to douse the flames burning within, Long Tian finally climbed into bed. He saw no need to waste his thoughts on those loose women; he'd rather spend his time finding some respectable ladies to entertain himself with. The next day, after informing Dong Zhuo, Long Tian headed to the Yang Manor. Dong Zhuo seemed to have his own affairs to handle, likely some shady, under-the-table business of his own. Bringing Long Tian along was a gesture of patronage. Now…
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** "Thank you for your hard work, Little Tian. Now, what reward do you desire?" Yang Cong asked with a beaming smile. Just moments ago, he had been pale and sickly, but now he was full of vigor. It was purely psychological; he believed he was cured, so his spirit lifted instantly. It was the ultimate placebo effect. "Treating you, My Lord, is the reward in itself… However, there is indeed a small matter that I need your help with." Long Tina Began, "When I entered the city a few days…
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** When Long Tian arrived at the scene, he happened to catch that petty guard harassing a group of scholars. The guard’s words were vicious, every sentence dripping with a blatant demand for bribes. The scholar, unable to produce the money, grew increasingly agitated. His hand drifted toward the hilt of his sword, looking as though he might strike at any moment. The steward was prepared to send men to seize the official, but Long Tian raised a hand, signaling him to stop. Though the…
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