The number one spendthrift woman in the capital actually brings glory to her entire family?

Each of these people is in big trouble if they get involved!

Therefore, we absolutely cannot expose this now; we must resolve it privately.

Sigh, Liu Zhang is supposed to be the Deputy Chief of the Military Intelligence Bureau of Zhongzhou, how could he act so recklessly? He completely disregards the consequences!

Duan Ji couldn't help but secretly blame Liu Zhang in his heart.

Lord Sikong glared coldly at Duan Ji and said in a chilling voice, "Boss Duan, I respect you as an elder brother, but I never expected you to treat me like this. Now you want to send me away with a little money? Do you think I am the kind of coward who is greedy for pleasure and dares not fight against evil forces? Even if you give me tens or hundreds of thousands of taels of silver as compensation, it will not change my determination to fight against evil forces to the end. Get out of my way!"

"Third Young Master! Third Young Master! Good brother... don't get agitated. I will definitely make it up to you. I promise to write the book well and give you 300,000 taels of silver. Let's just call it even. Consider it an act of kindness. I still have to open my business!"

Duan Ji was sweating profusely with anxiety and whispered in the ear of the Minister of Works.

Lord Sikong was furious and shouted coldly, "You audacious Duan Ji! You are truly despicable! Do you think a mere 300,000 taels of silver can bribe me to cover up your heinous crimes? I think you have a death wish! You should know that someone has been wanting to run your Jixiang Gambling House for a long time, but they have been lacking evidence. Today, my experience is the most powerful evidence. You wait... Ouch, don't touch me, you son of a bitch... It hurts so much, I'm sure I've broken a bone..."

"No...no...good brother! Don't do this...five hundred thousand, five hundred thousand taels, please? Five hundred thousand taels, good brother, please let me go..."

Lord Sikong's eyes turned even colder. He was furious at Duan Ji's blatant bribery. He glared at Duan Ji, gritted his teeth, and strode out with an imposing air.

"Eight hundred thousand! Eight hundred thousand taels! Good brother, I'm begging you, please let me go..."

"Hmph, seeing how much you begged me, I'll let you off this time. From now on, you'd better behave yourself and stop causing trouble. Also, you should know that your Jixiang Gambling House has been under surveillance for a while. You'd better not cause any trouble recently, otherwise, even if I don't pursue this matter this time, there's no guarantee they won't find something out..."

"Yes! Yes! I know, I will be careful! Thank you, Third Young Master Sikong, my good brother!"

"Then why don't you hurry up and prepare? If I stay here too long, it will arouse suspicion. The Seventh Four-Star Conference is coming soon, and you know what's going on outside!"

"I'll go right away!"

……

Half an hour later, inside the Crown Prince's residence in the north.

"Ouch... damn it... that hurts so much!"

Lord Sikong groaned weakly and cried out in pain, cursing angrily, "Emperor Beizun, how could you fucking do this! You beat me up like this... Didn't I tell you not to hit my face, just be careful with a few punches? You really went all out!"

The aloof man, who had been calmly reading from the bookshelf, turned his head slightly and glanced indifferently at Lord Sikong, who was applying medicine to his face. He sneered disdainfully, "If I hadn't gone all out and added some color to your face, could you have acted so convincingly? They probably wouldn't have believed me so easily, thinking others are idiots?"

"Get lost! This isn't acting anymore, you're really hitting me. I've never been injured like this before... Ouch... It hurts so much!"

A flash of anger appeared in Lord Sikong's eyes.

"You're the one who asked me to actually hit you. Besides, it was so dark in the room that I couldn't tell who was hitting whom, so I had to beat them both up. That way, it would be hard for them to suspect you. Shouldn't you be thanking me?"

Di Beizun casually closed the book, his expression indifferent as he looked at Lord Sikong's face, which was swollen like a pig's head. His unfathomable eyes gleamed with an unfathomable light, making him look mysterious and unpredictable.

"Nonsense! I can see you clearly, what kind of lame excuse is this! That's too cruel, if you're disfigured I'll beat you up! What a petty man, you can be so ruthless to your own best friend, I suspect you'll be a domestic violence perpetrator in the future. Watch out, any woman who marries you is doomed. You don't know that your punch just now hit my chin right there, if I hadn't clenched my teeth, I might be missing several teeth by now... Hey... what are you doing? I haven't finished speaking, stop! Take out the banknotes, don't try to swindle me out of my money again..."

Seeing Di Beizun walking out with a sullen face, Lord Sikong immediately stood up and, despite his aches and pains, blocked his way.

"What banknotes?"

"Don't try to fool me. Take the silver notes that originally belonged to me from Duan Ji! Hand them over!"

Di Beizun did not answer, but looked down at Lord Sikong, who had just reached his shoulder, his eyes dark and clearly indicating that he would not take it.

"Your Highness, please don't keep squeezing me like this. Do you know how hard it is for me? I've already let go of all my possessions, the rubies and pearls. You always give me the cold shoulder and never seem to like me. I've even let you get away with cheating me, but you can't go this far! You're the Crown Prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, you're not short of money, are you? Give it back to me! You're so noble, elegant, and of such high character, you can't possibly deny me even the slightest chance to survive..."

Lord Sikong, with a mournful face, grabbed Di Beizun's arm and wailed pitifully, "Please give me back the silver notes! I can't take this kind of swindling from you anymore..."

"release!"

"No! If I let go, I'll really become penniless! I don't want to!"

"Sikong Jin!"

"Even if you beat me to death, I won't let go... Waaah..."

"You despicable and shameless scoundrel, Emperor Beizun! I despise you! You fucking want to boil me alive first and then kill me..."

'Bah! '

A crashing sound came from outside, followed by a muffled groan...

"Fortunately, I had a backup plan, otherwise, I would have suffered a huge loss tonight! However, the price is still quite high..."

Lord Sikong stared hatefully in the direction where Emperor Beizun had disappeared, gritting his teeth and muttering to himself. He touched the 800,000 taels of silver notes in his sleeve, and only then did he feel a little comforted.

That evening, Di Beizun returned to his room, took out the thick stack of silver notes, and opened them to take a look—

The top and bottom ten were all silver notes of varying sizes, ranging from one thousand taels to two thousand taels, five thousand taels, and ten thousand taels, while the middle ones were all blank paper...

The twenty silver notes together amounted to less than two hundred thousand taels...