Chapter 142: There Must Be Advice from an Expert

Without time to think about who leaked the news, Minister Song just wanted to quickly reassure his father-in-law, "Father-in-law, you misunderstood. My wife and I are deeply in love. How could I not save her?"

"Then I will sit here and wait for you to buy the antidote. No matter how much you spend, no matter what method you use, if you can't get the antidote, you will go to hell and be buried with my daughter!"

Sun Ge's body was like a rock, and as still as a bell.

The cold and sharp look made Minister Song's heart drop.

He gritted his teeth and bowed, "Don't worry, father-in-law, I will definitely buy the antidote back."

Turning around and leaving, he immediately called his confidant and said, "Ten thousand taels, go and hire a few powerful and desperate criminals."

Since the other party is short of money and refuses to sell, he can only rob it by force!

In the guest room.

Xie Zhuoning placed a black piece on the chessboard and smiled, "You lose."

"It's boring. I don't want to play anymore." Song Yuqiu said angrily, "Sister Zhuo Ning, you just learned Gobang and you beat me 17 times in a row. Are you going to let me live?"

Xie Zhuoning was stunned. "Then... I'll give you a hand?"

"An honest person won't accept charity. I'm also very principled, okay?" Song Yuqiu put his hands on his waist and said loudly, "Unless you give me two cents!"

Xie Zhuoning tried not to laugh.

It can be seen that this girl has some backbone, but not much.

As the sky gradually darkened, there was no news from West Market Willow Lane, and Song Yuqiu became a little worried.

"Sister Zhuo Ning, you don't think there will be any accidents, right?"

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Xie Zhuoning was not in a hurry at all.

In one day, even if Song Jian had great wisdom, he would not have enough time to plan. The most he could do was to spend money and find some gangsters to rob.

That's why she had asked the four smart and smart brothers to guard there early on, not afraid of Song Jian's soft approach, and even less afraid of him using hard tactics.

There are still two more hours left before the three-day deadline is up.

If Song Jian is willing to spend money to buy the antidote, he will bankrupt himself and save Mrs. Song's life.

If Song Jian can't get the antidote, once Madam Song dies, Mr. Sun will never let him go.

So no matter what the final result is, Song Jian will never have a good ending!

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"What? The people you were looking for were all captured by the enemy's guards and handed over to the authorities?"

When Minister Song heard the news that his confidant had crawled back to him, he instantly lost all strength and collapsed on the chair.

"Who would have known that a small medicinal material merchant had so many experts protecting him?" The confidant also complained bitterly.

If he hadn't been far away and ran fast, I'm afraid he would have died there.

After a long while, Minister Song finally found his voice and said, "You didn't tell those people who hired them, did you?"

The confidant shook his head and said, "No."

Minister Song breathed a sigh of relief.

That’s good, otherwise those people would have betrayed him during the interrogation, and he wouldn’t be able to continue to get away with it!

Seeing that time was running out, he immediately said, "Take out all the money in the house, and take all the valuables with you, including the deed to the shop. Let's go to Liuxiang in the West Market right now."

The confidant was worried, "Master, if this happens, our house will be completely emptied!"

But a hint of cruelty flashed in Minister Song's eyes, "Even if they want to take it, they have to have the ability to take it."

All kinds of land deeds and house deeds need to be processed by government offices, and it will take a while to process them.

He would give the government a heads-up in advance and delay the matter as long as possible.

Wait until he gets the antidote first, and then slowly deal with that guy named Hu.

Since ancient times, the people have never fought against the officials. He has reached the third rank of an official, but he can't even bring down a medicine seller. He is truly the biggest joke in the capital!

Willow Lane in West Market.

"Hey, Master Song is here?"

Liu Yidao looks chubby and always smiles when he sees people, like a cheerful Maitreya Buddha.

Minister Song also smiled politely, "Master Liu, to be honest, I can't raise that much cash at home right now, so I had to bring all the valuables here. Do you think they can help me with the money?"

"That's easy." Shopkeeper Liu immediately clapped his hands with a smile, and a large group of people rushed in.

Minister Song was confused and asked, "What are these..."

"These are the clerks from the major pawnshops in the capital. They will appraise the things that Lord Song brings, and then convert them into cash after pawning them."

After the explanation, Liu Yidao added considerately, "Don't worry, Lord Song. If the amount exceeds 200,000 taels, I will return it all to you!"

Minister Song felt a sharp pain in his chest and almost vomited blood.

Those who dare to open a pawnshop in the capital city all have some connections and background.

They divided up all his property among themselves. Who should he look to for settlement then?

There must be an expert guiding Liu Yidao!

"This is the pawn ticket for the Eight Treasures Colored Glass Bottle. Sir Song, please put your fingerprint on it."

"This is the pawn ticket from the sixth shop on Hu'an Lane, East Street..."

"This is the pawn ticket for the painting 'Fugui Spring Mountain'..."

He pressed his fingerprint and the pawnshop immediately settled the money.

Liu Yidao's accountant would then count and register all the money.

After he pawned all the things he had brought with him, he was still short of more than 30,000 taels.

Liu Yidao thought for a moment and said, "Although Lord Song's house is not very big, the location is pretty good. I think it should be worth thirty thousand taels, right?"

"Bang!" Minister Song slammed the table and stood up.

Veins on his forehead throbbed with rage, and he almost gritted his teeth, "Liu Yidao, don't go too far!"

Liu Yidao said calmly, "I don't think Lord Song really wants it. How about this, you go back and think about it first, and come back when you are sure you want it?"

"Master, there is only half an hour left..." the confidant reminded in a low voice.

Minister Song was so angry that he wanted to walk away, but in the end he gritted his teeth, picked up a pen and wrote a document, expressing his willingness to mortgage the Song residence.

Two hundred thousand taels of silver, not a penny less.

Only then did Liu Yidao hand the antidote to Minister Song.

Scanning everyone present with a cold gaze, Minister Song turned away, not even wanting to follow basic etiquette.

Liu Yidao retracted his gaze, immediately smiled again, sealed a thick purse in each pawnshop, and sent everyone away.

Not only did the pawnshops make a fortune today, but they also received extra red envelopes before leaving. They were all grinning and extremely satisfied.

After everyone had left, a figure walked out of the house.

Liu Yidao immediately stepped forward to greet him, "Sir, everything is done."

Murong Yan nodded and said, "You've done a great job. I'll close the shop for the next few months and take a break."

"Just taking a rest, don't we need to move away?" Liu Yidao was stunned.

What if Song Jian takes the opportunity to take revenge later?

Murong Yan smiled and said, "Don't worry. He won't be able to jump for much longer."

Song Mansion, the concubine's room.

A red lacquered wooden box was quietly delivered to Xie Zhuoning's hands...