In the eighteenth year of Zhenguan, Li Jue, who transmigrated and became the son of the废太子 (cancelled crown prince) Li Chengqian, secretly returned to the longed-for Chang'an from Qianzho...
"Auntie, are you kidding me?"
“I’ve lived in Qinglongfang for several months. It’s almost completely covered up. Where would there be any empty space?”
"No?"
Upon hearing this, Sizi awkwardly stuck out her tongue, then chuckled.
"Don't worry, there will be an open space soon, hehe!"
"And the land around Qujiang Pool, if you want it, your aunt can get it for you!"
"this……"
Looking at his confident aunt, Li Jue thought to himself that if he remembered correctly, his father was just a doorman for Li Er, so how could he have such great authority?
"Little aunt, don't brag. The land around Qujiang Pool was already bestowed by Li Er to his fourth son!"
At this point, Li Jue was suddenly touched by something and made a sarcastic remark.
"The biased Li Er drove his eldest son's family to Qianzhou, leaving all the good stuff to his fourth and ninth sons..."
Upon hearing this, Si Zi immediately understood. No wonder his eldest nephew harbored resentment towards his father; the root of the problem lay here!
However, it's not the eldest nephew's fault; anyone in this situation would be dissatisfied with their father.
What's more, my nephew almost died on his way to exile!
"Auntie wasn't bragging, but she has conditions. If you want Auntie's property in Qinglongfang, you have to write 100,000 large characters!"
"If you want land in Qujiang, you'll have to write 100,000 words in exchange!"
Li Jue curled his lip in disdain upon hearing this.
"Don't even mention 100,000 words, what if it were a million words?"
"It's just that land in Chang'an is too precious. Not only can you not get it, but even your father can't!"
Si Zi chuckled upon hearing this.
"What if I could get my hands on it?"
"If you can really get your hands on it, I'll write a million words in exchange!"
"A gentleman's word is his bond?"
"What's done is done!"
"make a deal!"
Si Zi reached a verbal agreement with Li Jue, but fearing that the grandson might go back on his word in the future, he directly drafted a written agreement on the table in the courtyard.
"Auntie, there's no need to take a joke so seriously, as if you could actually get the land in Qinglongfang..."
Will you sign or not?
"If you don't sign, it means you're scared!"
"You think I'm afraid?"
"But we have to make this clear beforehand: if you can't get it, I won't write a single word in the future!"
"OK!"
"If Auntie can't get it, Auntie will never appear in Sanglin Village again!"
"real?"
Upon hearing this, Li Jue was initially delighted, but then, remembering his aunt's kindness, he felt a pang of reluctance.
"Actually, there's no need to be so absolute. Coming every now and then is fine..."