HRPM – Chapter 117 There have been many unexpected events this year (3)

Of course Jin Luoluo was unwilling to let her maid fall into the hands of that lumpy fat man.

So when he had once come to her door carrying gold, silver, and jewels, she immediately had people throw him out.

That old bastard had never failed before. Seeing that Jin Luoluo would not buy into his tricks, he tried to snatch the girl by force. In the end, he was beaten into a wrapped dumpling by the bodyguards Jin Luoluo had hired, and he did not dare show his face outside for half a month.

From then on, a grudge was formed between him and Jin Luoluo.

Jin Luoluo was furious. “Damn your grandmother, you old fossil! You’re nearly sixty and still dare call yourself ‘young master’? A toad dreaming of eating swan meat! My Green Sprout could be your granddaughter. Such a delicate, fresh little beauty—can a dead fat pig like you even chew her? Look at that belly full of blubber. Are you planning to crush my Green Sprout to death?”

Zhang A-San sprang up from his rocking chair and pointed at his own nose in disbelief. “You dare call this young master an old fossil? I am in the prime of life, strong and vigorous! I can handle seven women in one night without collapsing! Jin Luoluo, don’t refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. Today I’ll show you how formidable I, Zhang A-San, really am!”

Jin Luoluo burst into laughter. “Hahaha! You, handle seven women in one night? You probably can’t handle even one. I heard from the doctor at Yutangchun that you’ve been desperately toning yourself up lately. Stop pretending. Be careful you don’t die on top of a woman—that kind of reputation wouldn’t be glorious at all.”

“Jin Luoluo, don’t even think about boarding a boat today!”

“Hmph. Won’t even earn money when it’s offered. Fine, this young lady won’t hire your boat.”

Jin Luoluo shouted toward several painted pleasure boats on the lake, “This young lady offers two thousand taels! Which of you is willing to rent me a boat?”

Two thousand taels was no small sum, and several large boats immediately rowed swiftly toward her.

Jin Luoluo was just calculating which boat to hire when she heard Zhang A-San roar angrily, “Whoever rents a boat to her is making an enemy of me, Zhang A-San! I’ve ruled Blue Moon Lake for years. Whoever doesn’t give me face, I’ll dig up their ancestral graves!”

The owners of those pleasure boats heard this and knew Zhang A-San was serious.

He had always been tyrannical and domineering, and he had relatives in the imperial court, so he never regarded them highly. Anyone who offended him would suffer badly.

Risking their ancestral graves for two thousand taels was far too costly.

So after Zhang A-San shouted those words, the pleasure boats all turned around and left. Jin Luoluo was so angry her eyes nearly popped out, hopping mad on the shore.