Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

The two fought with increasing intensity, and Su Beichen gradually lost ground, his face beginning to show signs of injury.

Xiong Bufan shouted maliciously, "Go for it!" As a result, Su Beichen was caught off guard and kicked to the side by 002, breaking a chair and destroying a tea set.

A chill ran down Su Beichen's spine. 002 turned his head and saw Xiong Bufan's displeased expression. He quickly took out a silver ingot from his pocket and tossed it to Xiong Bufan. After catching the ingot, Xiong Bufan stared at Su Beichen and slowly said, "You smashed my chair and my tea set. Do you know that's a treasure?" Actually, it was something made by the people of Da Cai Zhai themselves. Xiong Bufan was trying to raise the price.

Su Beichen got up from the ground, his fair face smeared with dirt and a little blood at the corner of his mouth. He looked both alluring and pitiful. He patted the dirt off his body and said, "It was my fault. I will compensate you for the tea set and chair. Please don't blame me, Chief."

Unfortunately, it's like casting a flirtatious glance at a blind man. Xiong Bufan was only worried about how much money he could lose. 002, like a victorious rooster, stood in front of Xiong Bufan with its head held high and chest puffed out. Looking at the disheveled Su Beichen, it was indescribably smug. Compared to it, Su Beichen, that young punk, was far from being a match for it.

Xiong Bufan yawned and said, "It's getting late. You two should tidy up the lobby and then go get some rest." With that, he left.

Whoever damages something should clean it up; Xiong Bufan isn't going to tolerate them.

The girls who had been watching the commotion at the door rushed in and surrounded Su Beichen. This was someone the boss didn't want, meaning they could make their move. They had just heard that Su Beichen was an official, with a high monthly salary, little work, and no wives or concubines...

002 glanced back and saw the girls scrambling to help Su Beichen with his work. She quickly complained to Xiong Bufan, "Bufan, Su Beichen is seducing the girls in our mountain stronghold. He's no good."

Xiong Bufan: "It would be better if he got married, then his descendants could keep working for me to pay off my debts."

002 didn't expect Xiong Bufan to give such an answer, but after realizing what he meant, she was overjoyed. He would definitely make sure Su Beichen got married as soon as possible, no, he would make sure she got married and had children, so that her descendants would work for Xiong Bufan to pay off his debts. Just thinking about it made her excited.

Xiong Bufan looked at the grinning 002 and unconsciously moved away from him, afraid that he would catch his stupidity and become like him.

Su Beichen settled down in Da Caizhai. No one from the capital came over again, but they did send a few letters. After receiving the letters, Su Beichen wrote several long essays and sent them back.

The imperial court was helpless upon receiving the letter. Cui Haoyu and Qiao Yujie were also confused about the current situation. After discussing with their advisors, they sent a junior officer over. This seemed to have angered Xiong Bufan, who threw the junior officer and Su Beichen down the mountain and threatened them that he would break their legs if they went up the mountain again.

Su Beichen pulled the young general back to the capital, informed the emperor of the situation at Da Cai Zhai, and assured him that Da Cai Zhai had absolutely no ulterior motives, so the matter of surrendering them to the emperor could be put on hold for now.

The emperor was furious and demoted Su Beichen to the position of magistrate in Lincheng once again.

When Su Beichen passed by Da Caizhai, Xiong Bufan, unusually, stood on the hilltop to watch him, hoping that he wouldn't encounter any danger this time. Xiong Bufan didn't like going all that way to rescue him.

Su Beichen orchestrated his own demotion. The capital is currently in turmoil, and staying there would inevitably mean joining the princes' faction, so it's better to hide away for peace and quiet.

Su Beichen ran fast, while the eldest prince, furious at home, smashed his wine glass.

If you say Su Beichen didn't do it on purpose, the First Prince would be the first to disbelieve you. He had gone to great lengths to bring Su Beichen back to the capital, giving him a lucrative post with the promise of amnesty, hoping to turn the bandits into his own people and make it easier for him to seize the throne. But not only did the amnesty fail, Su Beichen also demoted him to Lincheng. He not only lost that band of bandits but also an ally. How could the First Prince not be furious?

Despite my anger, we still need to nurture new talent. The recently admitted third-place student is quite good; I met him briefly before the exam…

The fourth prince was very happy. After all, as long as the first prince was unhappy, he was happy. He could wait until the bandits were fattened up before wiping them out in one fell swoop, and then he wouldn't have to worry about the national treasury running out of money.

Cui Haoyu kept a low profile in court and went with the flow regarding the issue of amnesty. The emperor gradually lowered his guard against this son and began to arrange for him to do some political work.

Qiao Yujie planned to build a large restaurant. The people in the bandit's den were more reliable than the workers recruited from the street. They didn't even slack off. Qiao Yujie wrote to Xiong Bufan and asked for a few more bandits to work as laborers.

Although it was a carefree time on the mountain, it was not lively at all. Xiong Bufan and 002 came down the mountain with the bandits, planning to go back after the New Year.

Kongkong didn't want to expose Xiong Bufan. Xiong Bufan was just craving all kinds of New Year's treats and snacks from down the mountain, otherwise she wouldn't have come down.

Seeing the new workers all working with great enthusiasm, Qiao Yujie pulled Xiong Bufan aside and quietly asked, "Bufan, how did you train these people?"

Xiong Bufan proudly raised his fist and said, "Might makes right. If you don't listen, just give me a beating and hang me from the eaves for a night."

Qiao Yujie shook her head and said, "Hitting people is bad. I prefer to reason with people."

"My fists are law."

Seeing that she couldn't reason with him, Qiao Yujie changed the subject, saying, "Bufan, how long do you plan to stay this time you're down the mountain?"

"About two months. They said the fireworks in Beijing were beautiful, so I came down here."

"Fireworks will only be on New Year's Eve, but there are many new snacks in Beijing. I'll take you to try them."

Qiao Yujie treated Xiong Bufan with great enthusiasm, not only because Xiong Bufan provided her with manpower, but also because she hoped that Xiong Bufan would lead the bandits to help her seize the throne in the future.

Xiong Bufan never refused free food that didn't cost him any money, so he quickly nodded and said, "Okay."

Along the snack street, Xiong Bufan ate his way from one end to the other. Qiao Yujie's wallet grew increasingly empty, and her complexion worsened. She began to subtly inquire, "Bufan, why do the people in the mountain stronghold listen to you?"

Xiong Bufan patted his belly, still feeling unsatisfied, and said, "Because I have fists."

Thank you for your hospitality today. I'm going back to sleep now.

Qiao Yujie: "Wait a minute, why don't you come to my house for a while?"

"Don't go."

Xiong Bufan disappeared in a flash, leaving Qiao Yujie stamping her feet in frustration. He had run away as soon as he finished eating, as if he was afraid of taking advantage of her in any way.

The small courtyard in the capital hadn't been sold yet. 002 and Da Chun and Er Qiu were still tidying up the house in preparation for a long-term stay. When they saw Xiong Bufan return, they said, "Why are you back so early today? Where is Manager Qiao?"

Xiong Bufan curled his lip and said, "That's a vulgar person. He invited me to dinner but didn't let me eat my fill before sending me back."

Da Chun and Er Qiu: "Could you take us out to eat next time? We don't eat much, but we'll definitely be full." Actually, they wanted to see Qiao Yujie. That fleeting glimpse that year had made them fall in love at first sight, and they were captivated by her beauty. They wanted to be with a rich woman.

Xiong Bufan shook his head and said, "That woman is very clever. Even if you two were sold off, you would still help her count the money."

Da Chun: "That proves we're useful."

Xiong Bufan: "It's hopeless, let's get to work."

"When you become as smart as I am, I'll take you to see Manager Qiao."

"Oh."

Meeting Manager Qiao was always something to look forward to, so Da Chun and Er Qiu started working even harder.

Xiong Bufan did not make any deliberate attempt to conceal his whereabouts in the capital. Many people who paid attention to the movements of the bandit group knew that Xiong Bufan had come to the capital, so much so that Xiong Bufan had been encountering some strange people on the streets these past few days.

"Miss, miss, haven't we met somewhere before?" someone kept calling out to Xiong Bufan from behind.

Xiong Bufan stuffed the food into his mouth, turned around, looked at the fair-skinned man, and said, "Did you call me?"

The man blushed slightly, clasped his hands in a respectful greeting, and said, "My name is Lu Zhan. Miss, haven't we met somewhere before?"

Xiong Bufan didn't claim to have a photographic memory, but she would definitely remember people she had spoken to. Since she didn't know this person, she truthfully replied, "I don't know you, we've never met."

"We've met in a dream."

Xiong Bufan: "You dare to flirt with me?"

The man quickly explained, "No, the girl is like a fairy from a dream, so, ahhh," before he could finish speaking, Xiong Bufan threw him out.

After throwing the object, Xiong Bufan clapped his hands and said, "I hate these lecherous scoundrels who covet my good looks. They should be beaten every time they see them."

Kongkong: Have you no shame?

The man flew to a tree branch not far away, hit his head on the trunk, and fainted.