Fang Jinxiu, who had finally caught up, would never give up just because of a gate.

She stood there looking around, hoping to meet someone she knew who would take her in.

But she was a girl who seldom went out. Even though she went out more than other sisters, she only interacted with people from banknote shops.

Those who come here are either dressed richly or poorly. The rich ones are from wealthy families, while the poor ones are mostly scholars.

Even if their families were poor, these scholars were still members of the gentry.

Fang Jinxiu simply ignored the people from the wealthy and powerful families and kept her eyes on the scholars. Sure enough, not long after, she saw a thin, middle-aged scholar walking over, and Fang Jinxiu's eyes lit up.

She recognized this scholar. His surname was Wang and his given name was Yao. He was a scholar in the city and now taught in the county school.

The reason I knew him was because he had caused trouble at the ticket office.

His banknotes were cashed by his son, who claimed that they were stolen and came to Deshengchang to claim compensation. She was there at the time and tried to comfort him. Fortunately, Mr. Wang was also very angry, but after calming down he realized that he was being unreasonable, so he apologized and left.

She knew the man and knew he was short of money.

"Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang." Fang Jinxiu stepped forward quickly and saluted.

Mr. Wang was suddenly stopped by a little girl and was startled. He squinted for a moment before recognizing her.

The Fang family bank is run by women. He saw it with his own eyes last time he was at the bank.

Thinking about the ticket number, he looked a little embarrassed, but still nodded.

"Mr. Wang, I want to go in and find my cousin. Can you let me pretend to be your maid?" Fang Jinxiu said straight to the point.

Mr. Wang was stunned.

Seeing that he was hesitating, Fang Jinxiu quickly took out some change from her purse.

"Thank you very much, sir. I'm really worried about my cousin..." She said in a low voice and handed over the silver.

Mr. Wang's face suddenly turned pale.

"Ridiculous! What's fake is fake, and what's real is real. I would never do such a thing as deceiving a saint." He raised his eyebrows and shouted, then he flicked his sleeves and left.

Fang Jinxiu was so angry that her brows were raised, and she felt very embarrassed holding the silver in her hand.

"What a sour guy!" she cursed in a low voice.

Aren't you short of money? Isn't this a win-win situation?

Just as I was feeling embarrassed, I heard a burst of laughter from the side.

Fang Jinxiu immediately raised her eyebrows and looked over. She saw a young man sitting next to a hollow rock, grinning.

The young man was about seventeen or eighteen years old, fair-skinned, and dressed in a somewhat worn-out plain robe. He held a wooden stick in his hand.

"Go get the money." Fang Jinxiu said unhappily.

The young man stood up with a smile and extended his hand to Fang Jinxiu.

"Miss..." he said.

Before she could finish her words, Fang Jinxiu glared at her.

"Get out!" she said fiercely, waving the whip in her hand.

She is not one of those delicate young ladies from official families. She has strength and nerve.

The young man laughed again.

"You want to give me money, right? Give me money and I'll take you in," he said, pointing to the gate over there.

Fang Jinxiu looked at him warily, assessing him with her eyes.

"You don't know who I am. You are so bold to try to steal my money," she warned.

The young man clicked his tongue twice.

"You don't know who I am. If someone robs money here, I'll be the first one to stop it." He said, hooking his finger. "Hurry up, hurry up, are you still coming in?"

This man is not a beggar.

Fang Jinxiu thought. Although he looked thin and shabby, his outstretched hands were clean, without even a speck of dirt between his nails.

He must be a down-and-out scholar.

"Then I'll give you the money after you get in." She thought for a moment and said, holding the silver tightly.

The young man curled his lips.

"Okay," he said, and he put the stick on his shoulder. "Let's go."

Really?

Fang Jinxiu was skeptical, but thinking of Jun Zhenzhen who had already gone in a moment ago, she didn't dare to delay any longer and followed.

Seeing the young man coming, the big men at the door looked a little disdainful, but did not drive him away.

"Chen Qi, what are you doing?" the leader asked.

stale!

Fang Jinxiu suddenly understood.

Descendants of Chen, the original owner of Jinyun Tower.

Although the Chen family was once a royal family, his descendants have long been forgotten by ordinary people after hundreds of years. If it weren't for the March 3rd Festival in Jinyun Tower, the people of Yangcheng would not remember him, let alone recognize him.

Fang Jinxiu couldn't help but glance at the young man called Chen Qi.

No wonder he said that he would be the first one to not allow anyone to rob money here, because he came to Jinyun Tower to rob money today.

"Come in and take a look." Chen Qi said lightly as he walked inside.

Fang Jinxiu hesitated for a moment and then lowered her head and followed.

"Who is this?" As expected, someone stopped him and asked him.

Fang Jinxiu wanted to say that she was his maid, but she noticed Chen Qi's shoes with the heels exposed.

Although she had deliberately changed into simpler clothes, the maids could not afford to wear Miss Fang's clothes, no matter how simple they were, and a man like Chen Qi could not afford to employ maids.

"I sent this in to make money."

While she was hesitating, Chen Qi's voice came from the front. Fang Jinxiu was startled and then became furious.

What does this mean? They send it in to make money? What money do they make?

The big men also laughed.

The descendants of the Chen family took advantage of this day to rob money in every way they could, even beggars were not spared. Naturally, they wanted to make money in every way they could, selling snacks and serving wine.

So I didn't think much of it until someone asked me my last name.

Asking for the last name means putting it in. Fang Jinxiu saw from the corner of her eye that the gatekeeper picked up a pen and wrote the word "Chen".

This means that his origins will be registered under Chen Qi's name, and if any trouble arises there, Chen Qi will also be held responsible.

Fang Jinxiu gritted her teeth.

"Fang," she said.

Hearing that her surname was Fang, some of the big men glanced at Fang Jinxiu with a hint of doubt in their eyes, but there were many people with the surname Fang in Yangcheng, and not all of them were from the wealthy Fang family.

Chen Qi and Fang Jinxiu had already gone in.

After entering the courtyard, Chen Qi turned around and stretched out his hand.

"Here..." he said.

Before he could finish his words, a few coins were smashed into his palm.

"Be careful with your words next time." Fang Jinxiu said with raised eyebrows.

Chen Qi weighed the silver and smiled indifferently.

"Am I wrong? You come in here and make money for me," he said, pointing to the silver in his hand.

Fang Jinxiu gritted her teeth.

"You let people in just for money. Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person?" she said unhappily.

Chen Qi smiled and turned to look at her.

"Little girl, what bad thing can you do?" he laughed.

"I, I'm a thief." Fang Jinxiu snorted.

Chen Qi laughed.

"Are you a thief?" His expression darkened again, and he said solemnly, "Then remember, if you steal money, you have to give me a share."

Fang Jinxiu pouted, too lazy to argue with him any further, and went straight inside.

The garden here is famous for its corridors, which are connected from north to south, leading directly to the waterside pavilion, and passing through the mountain and the hall. At this time, there are many people inside, but it does not seem crowded. It is very quiet and interesting. No wonder everyone praises Jinyun Tower every day.

However, at this time Fang Jinxiu was not interested in sightseeing and was focused on finding Jun Zhenzhen.