Chapter 280

He counted the money again.

Late at night, he took people to deliver the money to the palace.

In the early morning, the money came into the emperor's sight.

The emperor was very unhappy that he had disturbed his rest so early in the morning, but when he saw the money, his expression softened a little. After having someone check him, he waved to him and told him to go home and rest early.

Seeing this situation, he took the opportunity to ask for a leave and planned not to go to court the next morning so that he could sleep a little longer. The emperor agreed.

When it comes to matters not related to court affairs, the emperor is still a very good person.

Thinking of Paradise, I went home and had a deep sleep.

I slept until night.

He packed up and prepared to go to court the next day. When he arrived at the court, people started arguing about the previous incident again.

The emperor thought he could solve the problem and asked for his opinion.

He thought about it and said, since someone has bought the gold medal of immunity from death, then the person with the gold medal does not have to die. However, the death penalty can be avoided, but living crimes cannot be escaped. Although one can avoid death, exile is necessary.

"If there is no punishment for making mistakes, then everyone can make mistakes and no one will be afraid of the law. This is like doing good things without rewards, which will only make people feel discouraged."

Paradise answered the emperor's question.

The emperor nodded and agreed with it.

"Let's do this, who else has any suggestions?"

The emperor listed the official matters and asked a few questions. He thought that no one had any opinions, but then another person popped up.

“There are four places of exile, but I don’t know where to put them.

If they went north, it would be extremely cold. The exiled prisoners were poorly dressed and in poor health, so they might not be able to survive the winter.

If we go south, there will be miasma on all sides, mountains and rivers surrounding us, dense forests, poisonous food, and the local people will be cunning and brutal. I will probably be poisoned to death or tortured.

If there is sea to the east and west, and it is easy to get sick, and if we get sick and die without treatment because of our status as prisoners, then what is the use of the golden medal of immunity from death? Wouldn't we be suffering in vain?

This doesn’t make sense!”

A minister said.

“That’s different.

Buying a gold medal of immunity from death can only protect them from death this time, but not from death next time. Otherwise, as long as one buys a gold medal of immunity from death, can't one kill people and set fire to things without being held responsible?

If everyone in the world can just find a way to scrape together money to buy a gold medal that will protect them from death, they can do whatever they want. Who will still abide by the law? Who will still be law-abiding? Who will still have morals?

What we did last time was a one-hammer deal, not a lifetime deal."

Rakuen replied with a smile.

The emperor nodded in agreement.

The man on the other side was speechless. The emperor was very satisfied and planned to give him a sum of money as a reward.

He happily went home with the large sum of money, but someone stopped him on the way home and scolded him, which made him feel very confused.

However, the man left after cursing, and he wiped his face and left. When he returned to his house, someone else came. He hadn't finished counting the money yet, so he thought that since the visitor is a guest, it would be better to meet him.

He sighed, put down the money in his hand and went to meet the person. It turned out that the customer also disliked him, but did not scold him in front of him. He just said some meaningless nonsense.

Like there's something wrong with my brain.

He thought these people seriously disturbed his normal life. If his life had to be disturbed by something, he would rather be disturbed by money rather than people. Those people were too annoying.

Before leaving, the man actually gave him a painting, which seemed to be a painting of an immortal with a sage-like appearance.

He didn't quite understand what this meant. Someone next to him reminded him that he had met the man who came to his house today to deliver something before he became the top scholar, before he took the exam.

"Don't you remember? He thought he was your teacher."

The servant reminded him carefully.

"How can such a disgusting thing be my teacher?

What's more, he and I have completely different ideas. How can I accept him as a teacher? What can he teach me? Will he make me hate the people around me even more?"

He frowned, feeling strange and a little disgusted.

He looked at the painting carefully and asked the servant if he knew what this meant.

"Know.

You once gave that person something very similar to this painting as a gift, but when you gave the gift, you were giving it to a group of people. He was just one of them, nothing special.

So are gifts.

When you give gifts, you also let us copy some nice words and send them together with the gifts to show respect and thoughtfulness, so that others won’t think we are just giving them casually and get angry.

Although it was just a casual gift, they didn't cause any trouble or come over afterwards, and it was as if nothing happened, so you probably forgot about it.

Maybe he was using these things to taunt you.”

The servant replied.

"You're mocking me with this thing, I can't feel it at all."

Leyuan was stunned for a moment and then laughed.

"They want to taunt me with something, fine.

You can go to the street and buy something at random, spend the least amount of money, buy the cheapest things, and then hang it on the wall for me so that everyone can see it.

I will invite them to my house some other day, let them see what is hanging on the wall, and then I will ridicule them.

See who feels the ridicule more.

As for those who can't beat them and still act like scoundrels, I think they will be so angry that they will vomit blood. It's not my fault. Who told them to send me these and scold me?

They deserved to die.”

Paradise said to the servant.

The servant nodded, and wanted to buy something after receiving the money, but he couldn't think of anything to mock others. So, he thought about it and thought that others had positioned Paradise as a treacherous minister.

Then if he buys things that the honest officials like, maybe he can break down their defenses.

He bought a piece of calligraphy that read "An honest official is bound to become a cruel official" written by a poor scholar.

It's like giving it away for free.

He bought it without hesitation.

I felt that the previous painting was too monotonous and too small, so I bought another painting, which was a copy of a small corner of "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", with a bright moon above and a clear stream below.

If I were to explain it, I would say it is as beautiful as the moon and as clear as a stream.

That's even more ironic.

And just thinking about that scene makes me laugh.

He happily took another stroll and bought another pair of paintings to record his loyalty in history.

Even funnier.

He went home happily and hung the things on the wall. Leyuan took a look at it, nodded, and thought it was good. He also gave him some money as an extra reward, which made him even happier.

"My husband is the best husband in the world. I don't know why they are dissatisfied."

The servant shook his head after receiving the money, and happily used the money to buy a sumptuous dinner and had it with relatives and friends.

Everyone was very satisfied.

After eating and drinking, everyone thought they should give something back, so the servant who bought things went to the paradise and said, "Since you have so much money, why don't you decorate this place more magnificently?"

"Why do you think it's gorgeous?"

Leyuan was reading a novel and was disturbed by him. She was very annoyed, but she couldn't just scold him out, so she could only ask with a cold face.

"It's magnificent, with countless expensive decorations, and red walls and green tiles that look shiny and calm."

The servant thought for a moment and replied.

"Those things cost money. If you have money, you should keep it for yourself. Would you give it to others? That would be too stupid.

Besides, it’s strange enough that I live alone in such a big house. If I decorate it, even if every part is beautiful, I can’t have countless eyes to look at every room.

Isn't that a waste of money?

You save me money when you buy things, which is great, but you should learn to save money in other areas too.

Don't just buy things, you also need to find a way to make money, you know? We are still pretty poor now. But not as poor as other poor people.

Most of the people in the court don't like me now. If they go against me, I will definitely need money. Now I have to save all the money I have for emergencies.

If I have to build a good relationship with them, I have to spend money to give them gifts to please them, and that also costs money.

Although it is annoying to give them money, if it is an order from His Majesty, then I have no choice.

Money is only money when it is in your hands. It is worthless once you spend it. What is the point of having such a nice house? It should be able to protect you from the wind and rain and not break down. Isn't that enough? Are you not satisfied with where you live?"

Paradise asked.

“It’s a great place to live here, much better than my home. My relatives and friends who come to see it all say that they have never lived in such a nice house.

It’s just that people outside say that we live better than the emperor, I feel sorry for you.”

The servant answered in a low voice.

Leyuan pulled the corner of his mouth and laughed: "They are just trying to provoke you. They want you to die. If you really live better than the emperor, you should purge your followers. Do you want to die?"

The servant shook his head quickly.

"Anything else?"

Paradise opened his notebook again.

"No more."

The servant replied.

"Then go out. Don't bother me if you have nothing to do. We can talk later if you have something to say."

Paradise said.

The servant nodded.

Before he finished reading the book, a eunuch came to inform him that the emperor wanted to see him.

He had no choice but to pack up his things and go to see the emperor. When he was about to go out, a stone flew in and hit him on the head, causing him to bleed.

He lay on the ground and passed out.

The servant was startled and started shouting.

Afterwards, the doctor came to examine him, prescribed him some medicine, told him to take it on time, and then left.

When he woke up, the servants cried to him, "You finally woke up. If you hadn't woken up, we would have collected your body."

"Who are you?"

Paradise looked at him and asked.

"I am the servant who has always been by your side. I am success!"

The servant replied.

"Success, can my servant have the fame and fortune of four people?"

Paradise asked thoughtfully.

"Yes, you seem to remember it all. What else do you remember?"

The servant asked, holding a bowl of medicine.