"Second Master!" Wen Jiangli shook off the hand of the second son of the Wen family, and said in a stiff and distant tone, "The affairs of the Wen Junhou Mansion are decided by the Wen Junhou, what's the point of you dragging me, a bastard, around?

Even if we sell all our family members, we still can't pay off your gambling debts. You should think of other ways! It's not wise to come to me."

"Second brother! Do you still have any shame? Didn't you understand what I said before? You have to bear the gambling debt you owe by yourself. Why do you always drag your brother and younger brother like this? Have you forgotten what you said before?"

Old Mrs. Wen didn't care at all whether the family's dirty laundry should be made public or not. She beat and scolded her second son in front of outsiders.

This son has been spoiled by him. After the death of the third child, he has been the youngest child in the family. He is given whatever he wants and is always spoiled.

Unexpectedly, he turned into a gambler. Three years ago, he lost 500,000 taels of silver. At that time, the whole family helped him pay off his gambling debts.

He knelt in front of himself and cried, promising: "I will never gamble again, no matter who tries to pull me out. If I gamble again, I won't ask my family for money, I will find a way to solve it myself. Even if I have to pay with my life, I won't ask my family for a penny."

It's only been a few years.

Not only did he go back to gambling, but he also went even further and accumulated a huge gambling debt of 1.5 million taels of silver. Who could bear this?

"Mom! I haven't forgotten, and I dare not forget." The second son of the Wen family knelt at the feet of Mrs. Wen and cried, hugging her legs like a child who had not been weaned. "The trouble my son has caused this time is really too big. The third son has a way to help me pay off my gambling debts.

They said that if he contributed the trade route to the Kunlun Mountains, all his debts would be forgiven."

"Pa!" Mrs. Wen didn't care about the pain in her hand and slapped her second son again in anger, "You idiot! We set a trap for you. We knew the situation in our family, so we let you come home to force the third son."

[Kunlun Mountains? How could he be related to Kunlun Mountains? The jade in that place is very famous. Could he be the brother that Jinshu is looking for?]

Black charcoal head: "......"

He is Jinglan's brother? No way? He is already old.

The old lady looked at her granddaughter in confusion. A golden rat? What kind of rat is that? A brother? Shouldn’t a golden rat’s brother be a rat? How could he be a human?

Naituanzi quietly took the golden mouse out of the Qiankun bag and threw it behind his butt.

The golden rat was originally practicing in the Qiankun bag and was suddenly taken out. It was a little uncomfortable. It looked around and suddenly smelled a familiar scent in the air.

[Don't change your form, just show up in your true form and see if that person is your brother.]

After listening to this, Jinshu nodded his little head, bypassed everyone's sight, ran behind Wen Jiangli, and found that the familiar breath was even stronger.

Brother! Brother! He is my brother!

The golden rat climbed up onto him along his clothes, choosing an angle where no one could see it.

Wen Jiangli felt something strange, so he looked down and saw a cute snow-white little mouse with a tuft of golden hair on its head.

The mouse looked into his eyes, and he saw that they were filled with grievance, sadness and longing. The mouse kept shedding tears in front of him.

Wen Jiangli stretched out his hand and let the golden mouse climb up. Hua Shi was stunned. Where did the master find this little mouse? It was so cute.

Jinglan was so happy that she rolled over happily in Wen Jiangli's palm. She finally found her brother. Her brother had not forgotten her and recognized her. She was so happy (｡◕ˇ∀ˇ◕)!

Looking at the golden rat in his hand, Wen Jiangli felt very strange. It was his first time going out for business. He didn't know where to go or what to do, and he left the capital without any idea.

Following a caravan heading north, they encountered bandits on the way and all the people in that caravan died.

He had only a few men left, and all the goods he had purchased were stolen.

They were tired and hungry, and didn't know where to go. Several of them cried, fearing that they would die here and never be able to return.

He did not cry, but continued walking with his people. As they walked, they met a black mouse, which led them to a valley.

The place was full of jade, and the guys were so happy that they picked up several pieces and carried them on their backs.

The mouse waited patiently by their side. After they had picked up all the stones, the mouse took them to find a fruit tree and a clear spring on the side of the mountain.

After the few people had eaten and drunk their fill, the mouse led them out of that place.

They did not rush to bring the jade back to the capital as it was too eye-catching. Instead, they went to a big city in the south, exchanged the jade for silver, bought many local specialties, and purchased carriages and horses.

He transported it back to the capital and made a fortune.

This matter was very strange, and they all agreed not to tell anyone else.

The second time he went, he brought the same people with him. This time, without the rat to lead the way, he still found the mountain pass full of jade stones by relying on his memory.

A few people were not greedy, and each of them took a few pieces and returned. This time, they did not find any fruit trees or springs, and returned hungry and thirsty.

Instead of going to the big cities in the south, they brought the jade back to the capital and sold it for a good price.

They sold it to the largest jade carving shop in the capital. The owner there said that the mutton-fat jade they brought back was of pure quality and was a rare and beautiful jade.

When they went for the third time, the jade was still there. The people who went with them were greedy and wanted to take more. As a result, they all died of exhaustion, hunger and thirst on the way.

He took the least and returned safely.

He brought it back to the capital and sold it for a good price. He didn't expect that someone would target him and force him to give up the route in this way.

After coming back this time, he never wanted to go again.

That place is very strange. Not everyone can go there and return safely.

Besides, every time he brought back jade, the money from selling it was taken away by the shopkeeper sent to him by the Wen family, and he had very little left. Why should he take risks for the Wen family?

Marquis Wenjun thought the second brother was stupid: "Second brother! You are too stupid. Why do you agree to everything others say? The family affairs are related to the prosperity and decline of the entire Marquisate. It's okay if you can't help, but how can you hold us back?

My third brother worked hard outside to figure out a way to solve this problem. If you want to give it to others, then give it to them. Whether you agree or not, I don’t agree.”

Wen Jiangli ignored the quarrel between the Wen brothers and only focused on the beautiful little mouse in his hand. The one he had met before was black in color, with shiny fur, and very beautiful.

Is he destined to be with rats? Otherwise, why would he always run into rats? Rats always bring him good luck.

Wen Lao Er was not convinced: "Brother! You are too domineering. All the good things in the house are yours. What's wrong with me wanting that one trading route? Why do you disagree?

That road was not created by you, but by the third brother. It is up to him to decide whether to agree or not, not you."

Wen Junhou was so angry that he almost fell backwards: "Then ask the third brother if he agrees?"