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If we talk about Luzi, Zichu really doesn't know who this person is. However, the name Prosperity Record is well-known, a super business giant with many multinational branches. It is said that in Handan City alone, there are dozens of stores including jewelry shops, fabric stores, restaurants, and inns, covering various industries except for politics. The Innkeeper is known for his kind heart, and the poor often praise his good reputation.
The Ancient People say that one should not receive rewards without merit. They also say that one should be cautious when accepting favors from others. If it weren't for Zichu having run up quite a bill at their establishment without paying, he would have been turned away from this generous offer. Even so, he could not accept such a grand gift. "Please thank your master for me, but I cannot accept it. Tell Luzi that the Silver Coins I owe will be repaid soon."
Sun Thirteen looked back and saw that he wasn't accompanied by any thugs; how could he turn into a debt collector? Seeing this downtrodden young man still owing Silver Coins to Prosperity Pavilion made him grunt heavily. Before coming here, Luzi had repeatedly instructed him to complete this task. Initially, he thought it was just a simple errand; what was there to fuss about? Anyone who received such a coveted invitation would hardly remain conscious. He never expected to encounter someone so tough and spirited.
This is just a trivial matter; I don't believe it!
Sun Thirteen didn't want to be too forceful since this person was Luzi's friend. Friends are naturally on one's side, so he bowed again and said, "You may have misunderstood; my master only admires your talent. As for the overdue Silver Coins, there's no rush."
Zichu wasn't pretending to be aloof due to his talent; rather, he had no food to eat every day. How could he think about those illusory beauties when he couldn't even afford a meal? Just thinking about Beauty made him feel sad. He almost shed tears and hurriedly lowered his head to wipe them away with his sleeve.
Such a subtle action couldn't escape Sun Thirteen's notice. Not understanding why Zichu was so sorrowful, he noticed the weeds swaying in the wind on the wall—clearly neglected for a long time. After sighing in sympathy, he quickly realized the reason. "My master has prepared some light refreshments to entertain you. After the Selection ends this afternoon, please come to our residence for a visit."
For Zichu at this moment, being well-fed was more important than worrying about Beauty. This was a top priority; how could he dare to reverse it? Hearing that someone was offering him food made him swallow hard and say, "I have never met your master; how could I dare..."
Sun Thirteen, whose hair was almost turning white from worry, felt quite ruthless now and wished he could drag this person back by the collar. He casually tucked the copper token into his pocket and angrily said, "Don't be ridiculous! Save your master a meal!" With that, he turned to leave.
If he kept pretending, he'd look foolish!
Zichu suddenly jumped forward and grabbed Sun Thirteen's arm. "Please don't take offense; I will accept your invitation."
Sun Thirteen initially wanted to press him further to vent his earlier frustration but held back when he saw the tattered clothes beneath Zichu's beautiful outer garment. He sighed inwardly and took out the VIP copper token, placing it in Zichu's hand before pulling out some loose silver coins from his pocket as well. "Tomorrow is Zhao's most grand occasion; you should pay attention to your appearance. Go buy yourself some decent attire this afternoon so we won't embarrass ourselves as scholars."
"How can I..."
Sun Thirteen saw that this person was about to start again and waved his hand, saying, "Alright! You may have misunderstood, this is not a charity for you. It’s a loan for your emergency use, and we’ll keep it on the account."
...
Luzi quietly listened to Sun Thirteen's report and nodded in acknowledgment. After confirming how many Silver Coins Thirteen had given to Zichu, he turned around and instructed Cai Youdao to take out the silver to return to him. When Thirteen refused, he said, "This is all official business; how can you pay out of your own pocket!?" After saying that, he reminded Cai Zhanggui to record the Silver Coins on Zichu's account as well. After all, one debt is still a debt, and adding these together makes a nice round number.
Cai Youdao, although unsure why Luzi didn’t explain to everyone that Zichu was actually Zhao Xiang Wang's grandson, knew from years of experience that it was best not to question things when there were no doubts. So he nodded and had the Shop Assistant bring over Zichu's outstanding account to add it up. When he returned with the account book intending to show it to Big Shopkeeper, he found that Sun Thirteen had already left. Seeing that there was no one else in the room, he handed the account book over to Luzi for review.
Luzi did not reach out to take it but called Cai Youdao over. "I hope Cai Zhanggui understands my predicament; considering Zichu's personal safety, it's better if fewer people know his true identity."
Cai Youdao nodded in understanding and looked at the Bamboo Slip in his hand. Hesitantly, he said, "About Zichu's account..."
Luzi leaned back in his seat and smiled, "When it's time to collect debts, go collect them. If he can't pay back, then see what else he has at home. Just remember! The only thing we can't take from him is his house; we should take whatever else we can!"
Sigh! I'm almost going crazy! Upon hearing Luzi's reminder, Cai Youdao felt both amused and exasperated. If the king knew we were taking out our frustrations on his grandson like this, once the matter comes to light, none of us would survive! This is simply a recipe for disaster!
"Innkeeper! According to your plan, this Wang Sun is already destitute. The Scoundrel cleared out all the flowers from his yard before entering Late December as payment. If we keep doing this... it’s driving me crazy!"
Upon hearing this, Luzi quickly asked, "You didn’t bring your own people to do such a wicked thing, did you?"
Hearing this, Cai Youdao immediately bowed deeply. He seriously stated that he wouldn’t dare; they always hired people with money for such shady work.
"Well! That's good!" Luzi sighed and helped Cai Youdao up. "If we weren't here, Zichu would still go and owe others money. If it weren't for us holding onto the land deed, he probably wouldn't even have a place to live right now. Sigh! Let's leave it at that!"
With the current financial strength of Prosperity Record, supporting a Wang Sun was not an issue; even bringing in ten or eight more would be no problem at all. This was the question that weighed heavily on Cai Youdao's mind. "Innkeeper, there's something I don't know if I should say..."
Unexpectedly, Luzi did not respond as before but said, "If it shouldn't be said, then don't say it."
"But! We..."
Luzi waved his hand and decisively issued an eviction order. "Alright! Let's call it a day! It's getting late, Cai Zhanggui should go back and rest."
Cai Youdao sensed the displeasure of Big Shopkeeper and hurriedly bowed to apologize. After receiving permission, he finally left. To be honest, he was the one who had overstepped this time. If he hadn't been so worried about Luzi, he wouldn't have dared to speak up earlier.
Watching Cai Youdao leave, Luzi felt a surge of irritation. This was the damned order! An order that never considered anyone's feelings when issued! But he also understood the reason behind it; flowers that are overly protected never grow strong.
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