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Wang Kuan's commotion startled Wen Jijiang, who quickly investigated the matter, only to find nothing amiss. Doubts began to arise about Wang Kuan's claims. In response, Wang Kuan presented the auction certificate from Sang Qingxiao Auction House, the amount listed on it causing quite a stir.
A Master inquired about the source of his funds. Wang Kuan's gaze faltered as he replied that it was from small business dealings he had with Riri. A small business? How could that possibly yield such a sum!
As the Masters continued to question him, Wang Kuan shifted the focus by lamenting about his mother's illness. Behind the scenes, Wen Jijiang discreetly provided him with a year’s worth of Ginseng and granted him leave, temporarily putting an end to the scrutiny.
Once outside the Imperial Academy, Wang Kuan lingered near the house, and as night fell, he knocked on the door alone, immediately asking to borrow money. The doctor had said one Ginseng was insufficient. With tears streaming down his face, Wang Kuan showed no fear of being investigated.
Old Vine used a few needles to fabricate a false illness for Wang Kuan's mother, making it seem as though her time was running out. Wang Kuan hastily summoned several doctors overnight, each issuing prescriptions filled with expensive herbs.
The commotion in the rented courtyard was significant; the sounds of carriages and Wang Kuan's cries echoed throughout the alley, preventing anyone from sleeping all night. This time, when he opened his mouth to borrow more, the house manager readily agreed without considering whether Wang Kuan could repay within the stipulated time. In fact, they even encouraged him to borrow more.
"Why not go for Fifty Thousand Taels?" they suggested.
You can ask for money, but not that much! The manager's lips twitched at such a request. Could he really repay that much?
Wang Kuan understood well that repayment was not an issue for him. During his year at the Imperial Academy, he had turned ten taels into a thousand. Fifty Thousand Taels? If he dedicated all his efforts to business, he could achieve that in just a few months.
How confident you are! Perhaps overly so!
Wang Kuan continued, "The Imperial Academy has granted me leave; I cannot leave my mother’s side during her illness. If I borrow all at once now, I won’t have to worry about money in times of crisis."
That sounded reasonable enough. Besides, I am a student of the Imperial Academy; if I fail to repay my debts, you can come after me directly.
Hehe, I wouldn't dare; I was just sneaking around. Are you going to lend me the money or not? You were the one who suggested I borrow more, so why are you going back on your word now?
Oh, borrowing money has turned you into a master, and now you're even pushing me for it. Hmph, kid, I've remembered you; there will come a time when you'll be crying!
Fifty Thousand Taels in hand, Wang Kuan felt both pleased and somewhat regretful. If he had known it would be so easy to borrow, he should have asked for an even larger amount. After all, he wouldn’t have to pay it back himself; for now, it was his to keep. When he reclaimed his identity later, someone else would handle the repayment.
Two days later, the housekeeper heard a knock at the door. When he opened it, he was greeted by a familiar face covered in snot and tears.
What is this guy doing back again?
"Can you lend me some more?"
Lend again?! Fifty Thousand Taels! Not five hundred! In just two short days, you've already used it all up!
Wang Kuan was well-prepared, holding several Auction House slips filled with precious herbs.
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