"Master Ming, before the literary gathering began, we bet three hundred thousand taels. This money was donated by the Gu family and was to be brought back to the capital for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to use as military funds..."
An old man walked up to Song Ming and said, he was also from the Song Mansion, and was an old servant who always followed Song Ming and served him.
Song Ming growled, "I don't need your reminder!"
Before the literary gathering began, he arranged for someone to place a heavy bet on him, which was 300,000 taels donated by the Gu family. He would definitely become the champion and naturally make a lot of money. When the time came, he would bring the 300,000 taels back to the capital, and the rest would be his own profit.
As a result, both his reputation and money were lost.
This is money for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he must fill this gap.
"Go and tell Gu Rongshan in person that I want to see her tomorrow." Song Ming said coldly, "That bitch helped Song Chi speak up at the literary conference. I'm going to squeeze another 300,000 taels out of her."
Thinking of Gu Rongshan's charming appearance and perfect figure, Song Ming felt unwilling.
If Song Chi hadn't kicked him in the groin, he would have been able to capture Gu Rongshan in Jiangzhou this time.
An innocent man is guilty of possessing a treasure. The Gu family is the richest family in Jiangzhou, and there are countless people eyeing their wealth. This time, Gu Rongshan was willing to take the money just to seek shelter.
He had hinted to Gu Rongshan a long time ago that if she was willing to be his concubine, the Song family would protect the Gu family, but Gu Rongshan refused, so the Gu family was surrounded by wolves.
Gu Rongshan is almost unable to hold on any longer. At this time, he only needs to put a little pressure on her to get her.
But he is useless and is no longer a man.
The old servant reminded him, "Master Ming, you've already taken 300,000 taels from the Gu family. If you ask for another 300,000 taels, the Gu family may not agree. His Royal Highness Prince Qing is also trying to raise money. If you push the Gu family to your side, then..."
"Shut up. I know what to do."
Song Ming shouted, "Just go and pass it on."
"yes."
The old servant left, and Song Ming slowly stood up, walked to the table, and said in a low voice: "Come out."
Behind the desk, Yang Xiuwen stood up trembling.
"Master, I was wrong, stop hitting me." Yang Xiuwen's face was bruised and swollen, his eyes full of fear.
The room was dim, and the old slave did not see Yang Xiuwen hiding behind the table, nor did he see the wooden stick on the table.
Song Ming picked up the wooden stick and hit Yang Xiuwen directly. Yang Xiuwen didn't dare to dodge at all and was hit hard. His clothes were torn and blood seeped out.
As he beat him with stick after stick, Song Ming continued to curse, "You useless thing! Why can't your poetry compare to Song Chi's? If you could, why would I be in this situation?"
He vented all his anger on Yang Xiuwen.
Yang Xiuwen was Song Ming's servant and also a talented man. However, he never showed his talent. Instead, he hid behind Song Ming. All the poems that Song Ming spread to the outside world were written by Yang Xiuwen.
Yang Xiuwen's body was covered in blood. He didn't dare to say a word and just gritted his teeth to endure it. He knew that if he refuted, he would be beaten more.
This is not the first time.
After hitting him a few more times, Song Ming threw the stick to the ground. He waved at Yang Xiuwen and said, "Come here."
Yang Xiuwen obediently walked around from behind the table to in front of Song Ming.
"Take off your clothes." Song Ming sounded like he was giving an order.
Yang Xiuwen looked embarrassed, "Master, forget it."
"Take it off." Song Ming's tone left no room for refusal, so Yang Xiuwen could only obey.
Young masters in wealthy families usually have a servant boy around them. The boy will accompany the young master in his studies, give him advice, etc. Another function of the boy is to help the young master solve certain needs.
In ancient times, homosexuality was prevalent and it was not a rare thing.
Yang Xiuwen's fair and handsome appearance had once satisfied the young master.
"How I treated you before, how you treat me now"
Yang Xiuwen looked up in surprise, thinking he had heard it wrong.
"Just do it."
After Song Ming was kicked in the gut, he seemed to become a bit abnormal...
A strange sound echoed in the room, and he actually felt that this was quite refreshing, allowing him to release his suppressed emotions. This seemed to be a good way...
Song Ming felt like he had discovered a new world.
The night is getting deeper.
The Ning'an Prefecture government office, a hundred miles away, was still brightly lit, but everyone in the office was silent as if someone from the imperial court had arrived today.
The Imperial Household Department, the Censorate, the Ministry of Personnel, and the Governor of Jiangzhou were all there, and it was obvious that something big was happening.
They represented the palace, the six ministries and local government offices respectively. This was the first time such a high standard had been set.
In the back hall of the government office, the eunuch Zhu Ming, the writing eunuch of the Imperial Household Department, Tang Shun, the censor of Jiangzhou in the Censorate, Jia Sicong, the deputy director of the Ministry of Personnel, and Xu Zhifeng, the governor of Jiangzhou, were sitting in the hall.
Below them, Han Yu, the head of the Han family in Ji County, Zhou Zhengan, the prefect of Ning'an Prefecture, and others stood in the hall, while Feng Yuan, the magistrate of Ji County, stood on one side.
"Han Yu, do you admit your guilt?"
Zhu Ming's shrill voice woke Han Yu up instantly. His face was ashen and he no longer had the same glory as before. He glanced at the adults in the hall, feeling panic and uneasiness in his heart.
A few days ago, he was still living a carefree life, thinking about how to sell his stored grain, but then he heard the bad news. It was the Prime Minister Song Shiwen who urgently sent someone to deliver the message in person.
The sky is falling!
They never expected that their evil deeds would be exposed to the court and cause such a big uproar.
The first thing the messenger said was, "You only have two choices now. First, confess all the charges, which will protect the capital's family and Han Qingshan's position. Second, speak out, and the Han family will be destroyed."
Han Yu's heart sank to the bottom.
There is no doubt that he was being abandoned. For some reason, he suddenly remembered what Song Chi had said to them. In order to keep a secret, you have abandoned so many people. Will there be a day in the future when you will also become someone else's abandoned pawn?
Han Yu never thought that such a thing would happen.
Now it seems that I was too naive.
"You deserve this fate. You can't even handle a kid. What's the point of having you?"
Han Yu had no choice but to accept it.
This is the result of his own actions. Fortunately, His Majesty still trusts and values the Prime Minister. This matter is still within the Prime Minister's control. If someone can be sent to deliver a message in advance, he will have the opportunity to respond.
A certain tacit understanding had been reached on this matter. Before this, Jia Sicong, the Deputy Director of the Ministry of Personnel's Selection Department, had talked to him privately.
Jia Sicong is Han Qingshan's man, one of our own.
He came on official business, but it also showed that there was still room for improvement. At least the family would not be implicated. Jia Sicong brought Han Yu's second brother Han Qingshan to convey the message.
Just one sentence, everything is for the family.
For the family!
Han Yu pondered and said in a low voice: "The sinner knows his sin!"
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