Never divorce, never stop getting rich

"What Marquis? Where is the Marquis? He is the Marquis's man, and I am the Jade Emperor's man!"

The man who was punched by Fu Zichan took a long time to stand up. He staggered and saw that Fu Zichan was about to be taken away by Yuan Chengzhi, and he suddenly became anxious.

He had just come on stage under the influence of alcohol, and was surrounded by cheers. If he let the little beauty leave, how would Mao Dong survive in this area in the future?

Seeing this, Runniang was about to pull him away. It would be fine if it was just Yuan Chengzhi, but if the Marquis also got involved, this matter would be difficult to resolve.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but curse the whole family in her heart. The person was sent by the Marquis' Mansion to be sold, and now the Marquis has sent someone to redeem him. It seems that he is playing tricks on their Chunxianglou family and causing trouble.

The top courtesan that she had finally found was gone, leaving her happy for nothing.

"What for? I want a young girl, not an old woman like you!"

Mao Dong pushed Runniang, causing her to stagger, and then he chased Fu Zichan off the stage.

"Go! You deserve to die!"

It’s hard to persuade a dying ghost with kind words. Runniang spat, rolled her eyes, and went to comfort the guests who were watching the fun.

Chan'er is gone, but she has bought a lot of new stuff during this period. She might as well take advantage of the crowds this time and show off more.

What if everyone has their own preferences, and the new girl she has is also attractive to someone?

Mao Dong stumbled and followed the pale pink figure with drunken eyes.

Although the figure walked in a very vulgar manner, not like a woman, neither gentle nor cute, but in order to prove himself, he would never let her go like this.

"Don't go! You hit me and you still want to leave? No way!" Mao Dong shouted from behind, covering his aching cheek.

Fu Zichan now just wanted to leave Chunxianglou immediately. He had really had enough of this place. Thinking about his experiences in the past few days, he wanted to kill everyone inside to silence them.

Yuan Chengzhi heard the noise of someone chasing him from behind and waved his hand. The two servants he brought with him immediately nodded and turned around, and directly picked up the drunk Mao Dong.

"What are you doing? You... Ugh!!!"

Something was stuffed in Mao Dong's mouth, and he was half sober. He wanted to struggle, but his hands and feet were weak and he couldn't move.

As he watched the beautiful girl and the man leave, he was pulled out from the small door at the back, his head in a mess.

"You are quite courageous, you dare to compete with our Master Yuan for a woman. Are you tired of living?"

"That's right. Today I want to teach this kid what it means to not mess with people you can't afford to offend."

Two servants, with two pairs of fists, beat Mao Dong mercilessly in the dark alley behind Chunxiang Tower. The piercing pain was something Mao Dong had never experienced before.

He was a well-known gangster in the neighborhood and knew many of the playboys in Beijing. He usually flirted with girls, collected protection fees, and then helped the playboys deal with some fools.

Even the nearby constables would give him some face because of his father and aunt's relationship.

He wanted to cry out, beg for mercy, and even wanted to call out the name of a playboy that he usually flatters, but the two servants sealed his mouth, not wanting to listen to his nonsense.

The two men beat Mao Dong severely and stopped only after their hands and feet were tired.

"You little bastard, I'll spare your life today. If you dare to go out and talk nonsense later, watch out for your head."

The two servants wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and walked away, one in front and one behind, chatting.

Only Mao Dong was left lying on the ground like a dead dog, his mouth full of blood, his whole body limp, and his eyes unable to open.

I don’t know how long it took, but a group of people came from the entrance of the alley, carrying a simple stretcher.

One of them came close to Mao Dong, felt his breath, and whispered, "He's still alive."

"Hurry up then." Another person continued.

The man squatting beside Mao Dong nodded, took out a piece of rice paper from his arms, and said to Mao Dong:

"Panshi Academy is about to enroll students. Since you have nowhere else to go in the future, why don't you just come to our academy as a student? Then you can turn over a new leaf and become a good person?"

Mao Dongren was almost unconscious, let alone understanding what the other party was saying. He just subconsciously groaned in pain.

The other party actually responded: "Very good, I heard your answer, please press your fingerprint here."

After saying that, without waiting for Mao Dong's reaction, he raised his dirty hand, stained it with Mao Dong's own blood, and pressed his fingerprint.

"The tuition isn't much. You need treatment for all these injuries, so I'll charge you fifty taels for half a year. That's a friendly price."

The other party felt around Mao Dong and found a purse. The purse contained the protection money he had collected from innocent people around him this month, as well as the tolls he had earned from robbing lone passers-by.

He only took fifty taels, and stuffed the rest back to Mao Dong. Then he waved his hand, and several people put the injured Mao Dong onto a stretcher, and soon disappeared at the entrance of the alley under the cover of night.

"Oops, something happened..."

Everyone had left, and a kid with wrinkled clothes crawled out from the end of the alley. He covered his mouth and fell several times because his legs and feet were so sore.

But he still struggled to get up and ran towards the courtyard where Constable Mao lived.

The boy knocked on Constable Mao's door for a long time. At first, he heard someone talking inside, but after he shouted and knocked on the door, the sound inside stopped completely, as if there was no one there.

"Uncle Mao, please open the door! Something happened to Mao Dong. He was beaten and taken away. I saw someone asked him to put his fingerprints on a piece of paper. I'm afraid something big is going to happen."

He was extremely anxious. This kid was a gangster who usually did bad things with Mao Dong, and he didn't dare to do anything that would cost him his life and put him in jail.

But they did a lot of things that made everyone angry, so much so that when people in the area saw them, they all went home and closed their businesses.

"There's no such person in my family. My son died a long time ago. You've got the wrong person. Leave now! Otherwise, I'll take you back to the government office!"

The noise was so loud that the middle-aged man inside finally responded, but the cold meaning in his words made the boy outside tremble.

He stood on the street at a loss, not knowing where to go for a moment.

[The third task is to complete the development plan.]

Congratulations on obtaining the skill: Master of Calligraphy and Painting (bound).

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[What? Binding? Isn't it all just a lottery? You guys are cheating!]

Qian Qiansui was sorting through the original owner's belongings in her room when she heard this and was furious. Wasn't this the same scheme as the forced payment in her previous life? This was a scam!

Before she could question the system, Lai Shun came running in, his face beaming with joy as he said, "Luckily, he has fulfilled his mission. Mao Dong has been sent to Panshi Academy."

Look, here comes the first customer of her academy.