Chapter 55 Setting Up A Bureau

  Establish an agency

  Yin Ruofei was already used to Rong Jingze's occasional sarcastic remarks and pretended not to hear them.

  "How are you today?"

  "Today, I've made friends with the young master of the Xiling family." Yin Ruofei briefly recounted the events of the day. Regardless of Rong Jingze's personality, he had always been generous in teaching him. Upon learning that Rong Jingze was almost a polymath, Yin Ruofei also worked hard to absorb the various knowledge that Rong Jingze provided for him.

  "Oh, what's his impression of you?"

  "It's all right, I and he are now brothers." Yin Ruofei glanced at Rong Jingze's face, "I and the young master of Xiling House said that you took great care of me, and the young master of Xiling House also praised King Wang for being a young and brave hero, a pillar of the country. He was very jealous that I could be your study companion."

  "Hmph." Rong Jingze couldn't help but sneer coldly. "Really?"

  "Really can't be more real!"

  "I'm young and weak, my grandmother didn't want me to go, I told her the truth. But Ze Wang thought I was trying to lure him in, so..." Rong Jing Ze mimicked Yin Ruofei's tone perfectly, holding back his voice.

  "Hahaha......" Yin Ruofei laughed dryly a few times, thinking to himself that it seemed there were indeed many eyes and ears around him. "I just happened to need to say this, Your Highness shouldn't mind."

  "Oh?" Rong Jingze seemed to be smiling but not quite, and Yin Ruofei almost couldn't help but laugh.

  "The king wants to be a bad guy, I want to be a good guy, that's all, no other thoughts." Yin Ruofei's face was extremely innocent.

  "How did I find out? You little scoundrel, you're both deceitful and sly now!"

  "The prince taught well."

  "Then you'd better study hard." Rong Jingze hummed in a bad mood, "By the way, what's your brother dragging you to do?"

  "Just a few words of family talk with him."

  "Remember you are one of our people, next time don't be so rude and disorderly!"

  "I remember."

  "Also..."

  All the way, Rong Jingze kept lecturing non-stop, and Yin Ruofei could only lower his head and listen, his mind had long flown to one side, thinking that this Wang Ye and big brother were quite similar, both so nagging.

  Entering the Wang Fu, a eunuch came over to guide the way, quietly reporting that the meal was already prepared.

  Yin Ruofei was taken aback and forgot about Rong Jingze for a moment, "Has the prince not eaten yet?"

  "What? You've already eaten?" A look of discontent was written all over Jung Jae-ze's face.

  "No." Yin Ruo Fei's expression on her face became even more obedient, "I thought that the prince must not have eaten and was waiting with an empty stomach."

  As usual, the two of them had three meals together, and Yin Ruofei said so, which was also convenient.

  The weather gradually cooled down, and when the first snowflakes fell, good news came from the Hou Mansion in Zhenjiang: Madame Chen was pregnant for more than a month, and Yin Ruofei's plan had also begun to take shape.

  It's also a coincidence that the old lady of the Song Mansion passed away, and General Song was originally going to return for mourning. However, he is currently stationed at the border, and the Emperor can only take his condolences now.

  Originally, according to Yin Ruofei's plan, they would trick Song Zirong into marrying a concubine or even redeeming a courtesan and making her his concubine, then spread the news far and wide, and finally let Yin Haicheng hear about it.

  With Yin Haicheng's temperament, he would never tolerate it, and the matter of breaking off the engagement with Ruiqi was settled.

  Now that something has happened to Old Lady Song, the two of them are considered to have a grudge against Song Zirong. After discussing it together, they decided to take advantage of the situation and make a ruthless move.

  Song Zirong's reputation was extremely poor among his peers, but he was considered not bad in the eyes of his elders, thanks to his mother who spoiled him to the extreme and was particularly good at acting.

  Whenever something happens, the blame is always shifted to someone else by Mrs. Song, while her son is a rare good child, upright and talented in both literature and martial arts.

  Song Zirong also inherited his mother's good style, and from time to time pretended to be a filial son, and the mother and son managed their good reputation.

  In fact, the Song Mansion was filled with an aura of gloom and doom. Madame Song herself was a master at manipulating others, using every trick in the book to torment her concubines. If any of them became pregnant, if it was a girl, she would let it slide, but if it was a boy, that child wouldn't live to see the light of day.

  But after moving to her son's place, Mrs. Song almost stuffed all the women into her son's room. Of course, Song Zirong also had a preference for this, and before he got married, there were already more than ten people in this house.

  This matter was known within the Song Mansion, but outsiders were completely unaware of it and still thought that Song Zi Rong spent his days diligently reading poetry and books in the mansion.

  It's not that Yin Ruofei's calculations were too ruthless, but rather that he himself wasn't a good person either. Less than a month after Old Lady Song passed away, Song Zirong couldn't bear the loneliness anymore.

  Mrs. Song, in order to avoid trouble, turned a blind eye and let him fool around with those maidservants, and at the end of the day, she would just have to endure a bowl of bitter medicine, clean and efficient.

  But the maidservants at home, Song Zirong had long been bored with them. These people, whether they were greedy for the wealth and nobility of the Song family or were forced by the tyranny of the Song mother and son, did everything in a hundred ways to please him, making Song Zirong feel no freshness.

  It's those courtesans from Pingkang Li, each one as beautiful as a flower, and their ways of pleasing men are countless. Do they still need to play hard to get, teasing and tempting, making people feel itchy and uncomfortable?

  Song Zirong had a red powder in Pingkangfang, also known as a flower head. For this red powder, he filled in not a few silver coins. Although he had a general's father, his family was not rich, and Song Furen's maiden home was not a big wealthy family, and the dowry was not much. The silver coins earned by the shop were watched tightly by his mother, although some were also given to him, but that part had already been spent clean.

  If it weren't for that one red hairpin that had to be obtained first, he wouldn't have dared to use Xiling Hao's name to swindle people. You should know that Xiling Hao is the future young master, and just like him, he is also the only son of his family who is favored by his parents. The Yu Guo Gong Fu is not a place where even his father can afford to offend, let alone him.

  Fortunately, Xiling was straightforward and apologized to the other party, who scolded him severely and broke off contact, but did not bother the Song family, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

  Recently, this branch of red always followed him crying and saying that there was a rich family in the west of the city who wanted to redeem her, and they might not be able to see each other again.

  These words made Song Zirong heartbroken. This beautiful and gentle red branch was his dream goddess, now to be redeemed by someone else, how could he not be heartbroken.

  One branch of red turned to cry, saying that if he could also take out the same amount of silver, she would have followed him and not gone with that other person.

  This sentence moved Song Zirong's heart, and he redeemed the house. This branch of red is his alone, and he doesn't have to sell gold every day in Pingkangfang anymore. Although this branch of red is not the top flower, it has some reputation, and now it is in its prime, and the ransom money is also considerable, which makes him almost worried about turning white.

  The people around him had long been borrowed by him. Nowadays, those who are willing to come and go with him are either those who have no money but still hope for his help, or those who urge him to repay the debt every day. Having no choice, he thought of Xiling Hao again.

  Recently, many people have been talking about Xiling getting a small fortune. It is said that he did something for King Ze and was rewarded by him.

  Song Zirong pondered for a moment, and the king was the most favored prince of the current emperor. A few months ago, he had built another mansion and moved into the palace, and the rewards were astonishingly numerous. Just listening to others from his family's elders' teachings, it was enough to make him drool three feet away.

  It was just Ze Wang's intention that he didn't dare to fight, so he had to think of Xiling Hao again. Fortunately, this time when he went to find Xiling Hao, Xiling Hao unexpectedly only had a cold attitude and did not turn around and leave or drive him away like usual.

  This made Song Zirong overjoyed, and he continued to fawn on Xi Linghao for several days, finally feeling that Xi Linghao's attitude had eased a bit. He tentatively asked Xi Linghao for a loan, such a large sum, Xi Linghao was nonchalant about it, making Song Zirong both happy and jealous.

  Xiling Hao only proposed that he didn't want interest, but he had to let him write why he borrowed the money and when it would be returned. As long as he could get the money, Song Zirong wouldn't care about these things anymore, and immediately picked up his pen to write a receipt according to Xiling Hao's requirements, and also stamped his handprint on it.

  The money was in hand, and Song Zirong hesitated again. Spending so much money at once was indeed heart-wrenching. This wasn't free, it would still have to be paid back in the future.

  The deadline for redeeming the right was still some time away, and Song Zirong's mind became more agile, so he resumed his old business and started lending money again, still using Xi Linghao's name.

  In the previous dynasty, usury was rampant and nobles and officials collected interest on loans for years without end. The common people were burdened with debt and could not bear it, which led to the downfall of the dynasty.

  Therefore, from the day of his accession, he issued an edict: "All officials in the various provinces and counties, as well as those attached to the imperial court, should be prohibited from usury and exploitation."

  In fact, there are no fewer people lending money, they just shifted to the underground. Behind these people, it is often still those high-ranking officials and nobles, as long as they suppress them, nothing will happen.

  Song Zirong only valued Xi Linghao's identity and borrowed his name several times, if he went out himself, he would probably be caught immediately.

  The money was lent out and naturally had to be collected back, but the old lady of the Song Mansion passed away at this time. Mrs. Song detained Song Zirong at home, and this detention lasted for a whole month. By now, it's almost the deadline for redeeming people, how can Song Zirong not be anxious?

  Sneaking out of the wall, he first went to collect the debt money and then rushed to Pingkangfang to redeem the person.

  Song Zirong hugged the beauty and returned home, couldn't help but take a deep breath, silently thanking God in his heart.

  This branch of red cannot be brought back home, her identity and the great filial piety on Song Zirong's body at the moment do not allow a branch of red to show its face.

  Found a broker to rent a small courtyard, the house is not big, but it's an independent door and yard. Song Zirong happened to have some silver money from lending, so he rented it for a year. The remaining amount was used to buy two maidservants, and the rest was left with Yizhi Hong as expenses.

  With a branch of red warmth lingering, Song Zirong returned home with a satisfied expression, and even in the dead of night, he couldn't sleep due to excitement. The beauty he had been thinking about day and night was finally in his hands, and it was in that secret place where no one knew, the aftertaste was enough to make him savor it endlessly.

  From that day on, Song Zirong racked his brains to get out of the house, and for more than a month, the two were inseparable.

  One day, a debt collector from the Xiling Hao gang came to the door demanding payment, and Song Zirong suddenly remembered that he still owed money. He thought of saying a few good words and stuffing some cash to fool the person away, but unfortunately, this manager was also formidable, and with a few quick moves, Song Zirong was left speechless.

  The people under Song's jurisdiction saw that things were going badly and hastily reported it to Madame Song.

  "Madam, just show your face and it will be fine. At the beginning, Young Master Song said he would return the money in two months, but now it has been overdue for several days." The steward of the Yuanguo Duke's mansion waved the IOU in his hand.

  Mrs. Song heard the steward of the Yu Guo Gong Fu's words, and then listened to that amount of money, suddenly felt so angry that she was itching all over, her own son had borrowed such a large sum of money.

  Just as she was about to ask what the money was for, a strange girl suddenly ran over in a panic and saw Song Zirong, crying and kneeling down, "Master, someone has come to rob the lady!"

  Author's note: Hehe, from now on, it's all about the thrilling and exciting plot twists. Maybe some of you will think it's a bit rushed or that I'm showing off my writing skills, but isn't reading novels all about enjoying the thrill of abusing brainless characters?

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