Young Master Su felt an urgent need to take a stroll on the street to relieve his awful mood.
After taking a silver ingot, he bid farewell to Old Madam Shen.
The idea was good, and he did go out to the street.
But there were a lot of guards on the street, and the servant feared trouble, so he pulled him back to the mansion.
Young Master Su, "...".
Young Master Su almost collapsed.
The whole day has gone by, and nothing went smoothly.
What's even more infuriating is that someone speculated that the guards on the street were searching because of him.
Seeing her son's sulky face, Mrs. Tang knew he hit a wall in the palace.
This didn't surprise Mrs. Tang.
If that one million taels could stay, why wouldn't Marquis Dongxiang keep it?
A million taels is a lot, even if the Emperor could save a little less each year, in five years it would be enough.
Catch a few more corrupt officials, and the family's wealth would be almost sufficient.
There's still time, no need to rush.
