C279: Bureau of Works, Zhang Shouzhi!

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After traversing numerous alleys, at a location more than a dozen streets away from the Ten Sun Tavern, Wang Gen's carriage came to an abrupt halt.

Wang Chong leapt out from the carriage, and after bidding Wang Gen farewell, he sent the carriage away with his eyes.

"Gongzi, where do we go now?" asked Old Eagle, Solitary Wolf, and Steel Arms followed Wang Chong down the carriage and stood on the street.

"We'll be looking for someone." Smiling, Wang Chong glanced at the gold token from Zhangchou Jianqiong in his palm and tucked it away.

After meeting Xianyu Zhongtong, receiving Zhangchou Jianqiong's token, and uncovering the fact that Zhang Wentuo was in the capital as well, it was time for him to look for that man.

Walking along a dark and damp alley, they soon left the prosperous region of the capital, and short, dilapidated houses slowly came into sight.

This was the poor district.

Where there is the wealthy, there is also the poor. The capital was no different.

As they proceeded further down the alley, the houses grew more and more run down.

"What does gongzi intend to do here?"

Old Eagle, Solitary Wolf, and Steel Arms were growing more and more curious by the moment. Even with their deep understanding of the capital, they had never been here before.

They couldn't imagine what it was that would compel the offspring of Duke Jiu, the scion of a clan of ministers and generals, to come to such a dilapidated region.

"This should be it,” Wang Chong muttered, looking at the residence before him.

Going by the standards of the poor district, this residence could be considered as grand and majestic. However, the rotting old wooden doors, the algae-filled steps, and the vine crawling up the walls showed that this wasn't the home of some prestigious clan.

Peng peng!

Stepping forward, Wang Chong knocked on the door ring on the large doors. A moment later, the doors opened, and a head peeked out.

"Who are you looking for?"

The man had sleepy eyes. He seemed to be a servant of the residence.

"We're here to look for Master Zhang," Wang Chong asked politely with a smile.

The servant was immediately jolted awake. Seeing the resplendent clothes that Wang Chong and the others were wearing, he quickly opened the doors.

The room inside was gloomy and dark, illuminated only by a simple and dim oil lamp.

In the room, a decadent, wrinkled elder seemingly in his fifties was lying on a bamboo chair as he smoked on a pipe, exhaling bluish-purple smoke across the room.

"Most people won't come here. Who are you all?" Even though the elder was speaking to them, his eyes were devoid of focus. He continued puffing on his pipe leisurely.

"Old mister, we're here to request your help for a construction," Wang Chong replied.

"Hmph!"

Hearing Wang Chong's words, the elder was taken aback for a moment, and a grave demeanor finally appeared on his face. But soon, he sneered while knocking the ashes from the pipe and rejected coldly, "I don't from whom you heard about me, but I advise you to give up the idea. Ever since leaving the Bureau of Works, I've never built a residence for anyone."

This man was actually from the Bureau of Works!

The trio behind Wang Chong, Old Eagle, Steel Arms, and Solitary Wolf, were shocked. The stipends for the officials of the Bureau of Works were high. Even the most ordinary of officials in it would be able to live luxuriously.

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