Xia Xingde appeared on the stage with his hands behind his back and his guards, looking heroic and confident.
Song Yushu even felt that he should play some background music at this time.
He had been watching for so long and appeared at the perfect time just to make a grand appearance in front of the scholars in Wenchang Building.
"Who are you?!" Although the leading man was very angry, he knew from Xia Xingde's demeanor and dress that he was not an ordinary person, so he could only suppress his temper and ask.
Xia Xingde pointed at the wooden stick in his hand and shouted angrily, "You are so arrogant under the emperor's feet. Do you think the Lin family can protect a small money lender like you?!"
The contempt for the Lin family in his tone emanated from his bones, and there was no one else but the prince's party.
The leading man put away his stick and snorted, "Sir, repaying debts is a matter of course. Don't you know this? You are frugal, but you can't let everyone in the world treat money like dirt, right?"
This is a mockery of the prince's party's crazy frugal behavior in order to please the emperor.
Xia Xingde's eyes widened as he pointed at the man and shouted to the guards behind him, "Catch this bastard!"
"Who the hell are you? You arrest people in broad daylight?!" The leading man shouted, raised the wooden stick in his hand, and led his men to fight with the guards.
The men were just small thugs, how could they be a match for the guards? They were all taken down in a short time.
"I'm the Secretary of the Crown Prince's Palace!" Xia Xingde raised his head proudly and shouted to the guards, "Take these people to the Dali Temple and have them interrogated!"
After the guards had escorted the thugs away, Xia Xinde lowered his head slightly to glance at the scholar lying on the ground in fear. "Are you all right?"
With his arrogant attitude, it was really strange that he could recruit those upright scholars except those who wanted to curry favor with the powerful. Song Yushu shook her head in her heart. She walked forward and helped the scholar up from the ground.
"Are you all right?"
"It's okay, it's okay." Several scholars stood up with the help of others, slowed down their rapidly beating hearts, and expressed their gratitude to Song Yushu.
Seeing this damned eunuch stealing his limelight again at this moment, Xia Xingde was so angry that he almost collapsed. He forced a smile, pushed Song Yushu aside, and said to Jiang Wenpu, "The Crown Prince heard about your situation and sent me to solve it for you."
He said he was helping, but in reality, it was more of a charity. Jiang Wenpu and some of the upright scholars looked uneasy, but they couldn't get angry. Jiang Wenpu had to lower his head to hide his expression and nodded, "Thank you, Your Highness."
Some scholars who were trying to curry favor with the rich and powerful had their eyes shining. They rushed up, surrounded Xia Xingde, flattered him, and welcomed him into the building.
Xia Xingde was already accustomed to being flattered. His target was not those who were not as talented as his eloquence, but those who were honest and talented. He dragged them to talk about poetry and songs.
Song Yushu rolled his eyes at Xia Xingde, who was in high spirits, and turned to walk towards the toilet. He glanced at a waiter and passed by him, then slipped into a room at the corner.
The waiter who was walking behind her bumped into a person following Song Yushu.
"Don't you have eyes to watch when you walk?!" Xiao Er poured the tea in his hand directly onto the man, soaking his lower body, making him so angry that he started cursing.
The waiter apologized frantically, "I'm sorry, sir. I'm sorry."
The man had a mission to complete and didn't want to continue to argue. He pushed the waiter away and chased after him. Sure enough, Song Yushu was gone!
Song Yushu was in the room watching the man standing there, stamping his feet in anger, and chuckling twice. When the man rushed to the toilet to look for him, he pushed open a secret door in the room and came to a place full of books.
A young girl was sitting behind a large desk reading a book. When she saw Song Yushu come in, she quickly stood up and said, "Brother Song."
No one knew that the person actually in charge of Wenchang Building was a little girl who was only twelve or thirteen years old.
She looked at Song Yushu happily and ran straight to him. "Brother Song, why are you here? Is there something wrong?"
Song Yushu patted her head and said, "Have someone call Jiang Wenpu to the next door. I don't have much time."
The girl was picked up by Song Yushu from a stinking ditch. She was already dying at the time, and was saved by Song Yushu's daily acupuncture.
She has a high IQ and a strong learning ability. It was Song Yushu who ignored the criticism and gave her the management of Wenchang Building. The girl does not listen to anyone except Song Yushu.
Normally, when Liu Bai came to assign her tasks, she would ignore him.
"Okay." The girl nodded, and the happy expression on her face waned. "I haven't seen Brother Song for a long time. As soon as I got here, I had to get busy and leave."
Song Yushu smiled without saying anything, and tapped her head. "Luyi, you have a bad temper now. I heard that you gave Lord Liu Bai a bad look a few days ago."
"That coffin face makes me feel uncomfortable. There's nothing I can do about it." Hu Luyi shrugged with a pout.
At this time, a small bell on the wall of the room rang, and Hu Luyi nodded to Song Yushu.
Song Yushu pushed open the secret door behind the bookshelf in the room, walked behind a screen, put on a mask and waited.
After a while, Jiang Wenpu walked in and knelt down with a thud. "Wenpu thanks you, sir, for not only treating my old mother's injuries, but also resolving the issue with the bank. You have been so kind to me and reborn!"
Song Yushu came out from behind the screen and helped Jiang Wenpu up. "We're just getting what we need. There's no need for such grand ceremony."
Jiang Wenpu and his old mother came to Kyoto with their remaining money, but soon they had spent all their fortune. In order to supplement the family income, his mother went to work as a helper, but she got into an argument and was beaten, leaving her life hanging by a thread.
He had no choice but to go to the bank to borrow money, but he didn't expect to fall into a bigger trap. The owner of Wenchang Tower heard about his situation and sent someone to discuss a solution with him. The adult in front of him also saved his dying old mother.
Jiang Wenpu didn't know how to repay this kindness, but this person always said that everyone gets what they need and never asked for anything in return, which made Jiang Wenpu admire Wenchang Tower even more.
"I will always remember this kindness and this favor, no matter what you say," Jiang Wenpu said solemnly, taking advantage of the situation. "As long as you say a word, I will never refuse."
"There is indeed something I need you to do, but I don't know if you are willing to do it." Song Yushu paused slightly, seeming a little embarrassed.
Jiang Wenpu was very happy. "Sir, please tell me, as long as Wenpu can do it, I can go through mountains of swords and seas of fire."
"There's no need for you to brave the mountains of swords and the sea of fire. Can you see the Prince's Mansion Zhanshi downstairs?"
"Wen Pu saw it, and he just showed his goodwill to Wen Pu."
"I need you to accept his advances, but only accept them. You must retain your integrity."
"Wenpu, I don't understand..."
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