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Chapter 35 They are more useless than each other!

"What's the matter?"

Li Chen asked.

"Master, the mansion is busy right now, so why not ask a few young masters to come back to the mansion to help? Those who have money will contribute and those who don't will contribute, so that you don't have to work so hard, sir."

The housekeeper whispered.

My father has four sons, and although they have all established their own businesses, my father's birthday is a big deal, and he cannot be treated like outsiders. On his birthday, he will have a banquet, pat his butt, and leave.

"Them? What can they do to help? Each one is more useless than the other! Each one is more shabby than the other! Coming here now is just causing trouble."

It was okay not to mention the Li family's young master, but when Li Chen was mentioned, there was a little more resentment in his words, and he was so angry that he couldn't argue.

The eldest brother, Li Yuan, runs an embroidery shop. A few days ago, he came to borrow money from him because of business problems. The business is obvious. The second brother, Li Xin, runs a very small inn, earning ten yuan a month.

Four or five taels is already the upper limit, and the fourth child, Li Chang, runs a tavern.

It's a tavern, not a restaurant, it's a place frequented by the lowest level people. How can you make money if you only charge a few pennies for drinks?

As for the third child Li Mo,

Li Chen didn't even want to mention it. Why did he go to get a book club? How much money could he make? I'm afraid he is extremely lonely now.

"Just let them come over then!"

Li Chen waved his hand and said again.

At this birthday banquet, the five brothers who have been crowned kings will definitely ask about their children's livelihood. It is embarrassing just thinking about it. I really want to hide them, but this is not realistic.

"Sir, the other young masters are all in the Western Capital. Only the Third Young Master is making a living in the Eastern Capital. Should you send him a message in advance, otherwise he may not be able to come back by then... This is ridiculous."

The housekeeper couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Li Mo? Aren't you going to Dongdu this time? Just give him a message. By the way, leave two taels of silver for him to buy a similar outfit when the time comes, so as not to embarrass himself."

After Li Chen said this, he turned around impatiently and headed to the inner hall.

"Yes, sir!"

The housekeeper sighed, then turned and walked towards the inner palace.

His master is doing things well, but he doesn't look down on the children in the family, especially the third child.

It is estimated that a few people will be a lot angry on this birthday.

.......

The sun was shining brightly, and people were coming and going in Dongdu and Dongshi.

Different from the mediocre West Market and the high-end South Market, the East Market is more noisy. This is the place where the people at the bottom are most willing to come. Various stalls and hawkers come one after another, full of market atmosphere.

Especially at the east entrance, various hawking sounds came one after another.

"Masters, take a look, take a look! A handyman from the Xidu Palace, who is strong and strong, only costs fifteen silver!"

"Selling a busboy for eight taels of silver!"

This is the famous human market in Dongdu.

Xue Song looked at the wealthy butler walking among the crowd, touched the silver in his sleeve and began to calculate.

Last night, my husband said that it would be good to hire some ordinary handymen to help in the restaurant, but the book club clerks must buy them from the market.

This time he brought two hundred taels of silver.

Originally, there was not so much money in the restaurant, only about thirty taels. The rest was secretly left by Wang Changling before he left, saying it was used to subsidize the restaurant.

My husband didn't know about this.

Without it, once his husband knew about it, he would definitely not want Wang Changling's money.

"Lang Jun said last night that at least five people are needed, the more the better..."

After thinking about it, Xue Song started wandering around the crowd.

It has to be said that there are all kinds of people in this crowded place. In less than three sticks of incense, after some haggling, Xue Song spent a total of 120 taels of silver to buy five literate and seemingly shrewd clerks.

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Collect the deed of sale, the more people the better. Since you still have some spare money, I will buy a few more. But just when Xue Song wanted to continue shopping, he suddenly frowned.

I saw a dark shadow flash past at the corner of Dongshi City, holding a girl in his arms.

"Why is this person so sneaky...and he looks like he's seen him somewhere before!"

In confusion, he arranged for the few guys around him who had just bought it and let them go to Yibo Building first. Xue Song followed him in a flash.

A seventh-grade master is a seventh-grade master.

It didn't take long for Xue Song to catch up with the suspicious black figure, who had already driven his carriage out of the east gate.

"Watch where you're going!"

After looking around, Xue Song followed secretly instead of alerting the enemy.

After following for more than ten miles, seeing that the official road was already sparsely populated, Xue Song dodged and stood in front of the carriage.

Call!

The carriage was startled by Xue Song's sudden appearance, and the driver hurriedly lifted the reins. Just when he was about to angrily scold Xue Song, he suddenly saw Xue Song's face clearly and was so frightened that he covered his hat with his hat and did not dare to speak any more.

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Xue Song took the opportunity to see clearly this person's appearance.

"Oh it's you!"

Xue Song's momentum dropped.

This person is none other than Zhu Cang, a sixth-grade master raised outside the city by Xu Shan, the owner of Zuixian Tower.

It is said that since Li Mo was driven out of the West Market by Xu Shan, Xue Song remembered Xu Shan and even went to his manor at night in order to find out the details of Xu Shan. As a result, he happened to see him in secret.

Zhu Cang also figured out that he was the most powerful master in Xu Shan Mansion.

"Xue Song, what do you want?"

On the carriage, Zhu Cang couldn't help but secretly complain when he saw Xue Song's evil face.

It is said that he received the order from Xu Shan and withdrew the money at Zuixian Tower. He did not go to the Western Capital immediately for business, but had a fun time at the fireworks place in the Eastern Capital.

Later, I thought that if I was tired from traveling all the way, I might as well buy a girl in the market to entertain myself on the road. Unexpectedly, I happened to meet this evil god.

Ordinary people don't know Xue Song's strength, but he knows it clearly.

"What do you want?"

Xue Song smiled coldly.

The reason why he didn't take action to deal with Xu Shan before was firstly because it was difficult to do things in the city, and secondly, the poisonous wound had not yet healed. But now that the poisonous wound has been healed, why would he let this Xu Mansion master slip away like this?

Only by dealing with Zhu Cang can Xu Shan pay the price for what he did.

boom!

The next moment, Xue Song moved, gathering all his momentum and blasting past.

"Xue Song, I have no enmity or enmity with you, why are you targeting our family..."

Forced, Zhu Cang had no choice but to jump up to meet him, and shouted depressedly at the same time.

When Zhu Cang thought about it, Xue Song had no reason to take action against him.

Yes, Xu Shan had targeted Li Mo, who was giving lectures in Yibo Tower, but Li Mo was just a lecturer taken in by Xue Song and was not worthy of Xue Song's action. But at this moment, when he saw him, he felt like he was meeting his life-and-death enemy.

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Could it be that Xu Shan’s plan against Yibo Tower was exposed?

It shouldn't be, only Xu Shan, the steward of Zuixian Tower and him knew about this matter, no one else knew about it.

"No injustice or hatred?"

Xue Song's momentum did not decrease. In an instant, his fist had hit Zhu Cang's body, and at the same time he said coldly,

"My master's name is Li Mo. Do you think our family has any grudge against you?"


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