Six or seven servants suddenly appeared and swarmed around Su Ping.
"What's wrong?"
Su Ping stamped his feet and looked at them inexplicably.
"The eldest lady has lost her beloved hairpin. I see that you are sneaky and you are probably a thief!"
The strong man in the lead had muscles all over his body, and his exposed skin had a faint metallic sheen.
This is the performance of the three realms of martial arts!
Su Ping was wary and said in a deep voice: "I have never seen your eldest lady, how can I talk about stealing?"
"Oh, this is not your decision."
The strong man persisted, "Should you hand over the things obediently, or should you let me search you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a person behind the strong man suddenly reached out and pulled down the money bag tied to Su Ping's waist: "What is this?"
The money bag was opened, and inside there were some scattered silver and copper plates, which totaled only about two or three taels.
"Okay, have you caught the current situation?"
The servant held up the money bag and said, "Explain, explain, what is this?"
Su Ping stared at him coldly: "Do you think this looks like a hairpin?"
He knew this servant. He was the same boy who had been working for him when he first arrived at the Duke's Mansion that day.
What's funny is that I even sympathized with him for a moment.
The servant was stunned by Su Ping's words, his eyes rolled around, and then he immediately changed his words, "I remember, Brother Lu, your wallet disappeared yesterday, right? Does this look like yours?"
"Um?"
The strong man was stunned for a moment, then smiled and glanced at the servant approvingly: "Yes, that's the one I lost."
"You have both stolen and stolen goods, do you have anything else to argue with?"
The servant put the money bag into the strong man's hand, and then said to Su Ping arrogantly.
Su Ping squinted his eyes, and then suddenly laughed, his expression full of contempt.
"If you don't want me to leave, you can tell me directly. Is it necessary for the majestic government of the country to resort to such despicable means?"
Just from the dress of these servants, you can tell that their status is not that of Kobe, the food delivery boy.
Not to mention the strong man at the head and the fierce men in the three realms of martial arts.
I have stayed in the Duke's Mansion for so long, it is impossible for these people to not know my origins.
Therefore, this drama is obviously directed at me.
What does the Duke's Office want to do?
Do you want to force yourself to get married?
"Whether I do it next or not, I'll tell you later."
The strong man's flamboyant expression instantly calmed down, he threw the money bag back, and said with a smile: "Since you understand, sir, don't make it difficult for us servants."
Su Ping caught the money bag and stared at the strong man, then walked back without saying a word.
"Brother Lu, that is your silver..."
Behind the scenes, the servant was still trying to please the strong man, but ended up getting a slap in the face before he could finish his words.
Snap~!
"Shut your mouth, you blind idiot."
The strong man knocked the servant to the ground with one palm and cursed, "How can you afford to offend him for keeping him in the house without killing him?"
Su Ping ignored this scene and walked straight to the west.
Sure enough, in just a few moments, Shen Yushu was already waiting in his room.
"You should know why I'm here."
Shen Yushu opened his mouth and said.
"If you marry me, you don't need to talk anymore."
Su Ping's expression was very cold, "It's just that I'm not allowed to go back to the imperial examination. Anyway, it's still early for next year's county examination. If you can, you can keep me under house arrest."
Although there is a high probability that Shen Yushu is just a messenger, no matter how generous Su Ping is, it is already difficult to speak kindly at this moment.
"Why did I say you weren't smart enough?"
Shen Yushu shook his head, "Now that we've reached this point, do you think my family really won't do everything right?"
"Doing Jue?"
Su Ping chuckled and said, "Is it possible that you can still kill me?"
The series of coquettish operations of the Duke's Mansion have long shown that they dare not use force against themselves.
Otherwise, how many twists and turns would it take to deal with a little person like me who has no power, no wealth and no background?
Two strong men came up randomly, but they didn't let themselves be manipulated with such a small body.
Not to mention signing a marriage contract, it is not difficult to go to the wedding hall or even go to the bridal chamber.
In the final analysis, it was because Ding Guogong was suppressing them. Even if they did not consider their own emotions, they at least had to be reasonable, even if it was a wrong reason.
Well... to a certain extent, my background at this time is Duke Dingguo.
Shen Yushu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, with a strange smile on his face.
"You guessed it right. My ancestor values friendship very much. If you die, he will be furious."
After saying that, Shen Yushu paused and suddenly changed the topic: "But...even if you are really dead, what step can the ancestor of the family take? To avenge you?"
"..."
Su Ping looked ugly.
"Moreover, you think the Duke's government's methods are too simple."
Shen Yushu took out a manuscript from the Liangge cabinet, looked through it and said: "The paper is fine and flexible, the handwriting is clear and the ink is fragrant. If I am not mistaken, this is white deer paper and dragon pattern ink, which is only sold in Yangjing in the entire Zhongzhou.
, you shouldn’t have brought them here from Xiaohe Village, right?”
"...You can take it back as much as you want."
Su Ping said coldly.
He really didn't expect that people could be so shameless.
However, these things do belong to others. If I really want to take them back, I have no choice.
“What’s the use of recycling some waste paper?”
Shen Yushu glanced at Su Ping in surprise, and then said: "Let me do the math, one cut of seventy pages of white deer paper, the market price is twelve taels of silver, you have more than a thousand pages, right?"
As for dragon pattern ink, it is even rarer. Only a hundred kilograms are produced in a year. One ingot weighs one or two taels. The market price is eighty taels of silver. You only used one and a half ingots.
Including the cost of food and clothing during these days, the price of three hundred taels of silver is not too much for you, right?"
Every time Shen Yushu said something, Su Ping's face became gloomier.
To be honest, the number four hundred taels is really not too much.
Just the two days I spent wandering around Yangjing, I spent nearly a hundred taels of silver, not to mention the food, drink, clothing, etc. during these days. Including the cost of these manuscripts, it is definitely far more than three hundred taels.
.
Three hundred taels cannot be said to be a friendly price, it is simply an exorbitant price.
But the question is, where can I get these three hundred taels?
"Also, Qinglu, I wonder if you have read it, but there is such a paragraph in it."
Shen Yushu spoke again, "Those who default on their personal debts and fail to repay them will be punished with three months of cane punishment if they exceed five, and they will be punished with ten punishments. One level will be added for every three months, and the crime will be punished with forty punishments. If they exceed fifty sticks, they will be punished by three months and twenty.
, one level is added every three months, and the sin-stopping rod is sixty.
Those who refuse to repay their sins despite being punished...
Demoted to a private slave, never to be redeemed for generations to come!"
In an instant, Su Ping's eyes became extremely fierce and selective.
Slaves for generations, never to be redeemed!
This is much worse than killing someone directly.
In addition, in the Daqing Dynasty, slaves could not participate in the imperial examination!
Although Duke Ding was here, Su Ping felt that they did not dare to do such a trick.
But he didn't dare to gamble.
Just as Shen Yushu said, when the deal is really done, what can Duke Ding do if he is angry again?
The person is not dead, so he can at most use selfish measures to eliminate his slave status.
Do you really expect people to kill their relatives for justice?
"So, the only option left for me is to become a wife?"
Su Ping looked directly into Shen Yushu's eyes.
The last trace of goodwill towards Shen Yushu in my heart completely dissipated.
"If you are not afraid of becoming a slave, you can continue to wait."
"wait?"
"Either you wait for His Majesty to issue an order to summon the family ancestor back to the capital. Then you can go and tell him yourself, but no one knows how long it will be, three years, five years?
Or, wait until a hundred years have passed since our ancestors passed away, when the Duke's office will have no time to take care of you.
But I am not afraid to tell you that although my ancestor is close to the age of seventy, his martial arts has reached the sixth level and has passed the most dangerous stage. It is conservatively estimated that he still has thirty years to live."
Shen Yushu said without hesitation.
Su Ping was silent again.
After a long time, he finally said: "Give me five days. You cannot restrict my access during these five days, but you can send someone to follow me."
In order to get himself married, the dignified Duke's government not only put courtesy before fighting, but also resorted to house arrest.
It seems inevitable, but it gives off a bit of a lustful feeling.
Probably because he didn't want this matter to become public knowledge.
As long as you show wavering, you can gain a certain amount of time and space.
"Five days?"
Shen Yushu stared at Su Ping's eyes, as if he wanted to see something from them.
However, Su Ping's eyes were nothing but calm.
"Okay, I'll come back in five days."
After thinking for a moment, Shen Yushu nodded in agreement and left with the servant and the marriage certificate.
Su Ping sat alone in the room, closing his eyes and meditating.
As a modern person, I am not used to being a slave, let alone being a slave to others.
Being demoted to a private slave is an outcome he absolutely cannot accept.
But equally, he doesn't want to get married.
He wanted to use these last five days to fight for something.
Obvious confrontation will definitely not work, and we must find another way.
At the very least, there should be no more control in other people's hands.
Thinking of this, Su Ping suddenly opened his eyes, laid out the paper, and started writing furiously.