klisemfg Chapter 450 The end of the road
Chapter 450 The end of the road
The housekeeper quickly calculated that the land and deeds were worth only 26,000 taels at most. The things in the warehouse were not valuable, totaling only 3,000 to 4,000 taels.
All together it was only 30,000 taels, which was still a long way from the 100,000 taels owed to the gambling house.
Si Wei Zhongshi had no place to get the money, so he asked his steward to call the people from the gambling house and told them straight out.
There are only 30,000 taels in the family. You can take it or not. If you don’t want to, go to the government and sue him. Anyway, it is Si Chengren and Si Chengyi who owe it, so go and ask them for it.
Such a big thing happened in the Yong'an Marquis Mansion. The whole capital knew about it and it became a topic of conversation for many people after dinner. The people in the gambling house knew it clearly.
He also knew that Si Wei Zhong had reached the end of his rope, so he sent someone back to tell the shopkeeper, who soon reported the news.
It is only natural for a father to pay off his son's debts, but considering that he is really in difficulty, you can ask for less, such as cutting it in half.
First hand over everything you have, and then pay back the remaining 20,000 taels slowly. And if Si Chengren and Si Chengyi come back, you must pay back everything.
The gambling house owner's thinking was not unreasonable. If the two brothers ran away with the money, who knew whether it was real or fake? What if it was a scam? Then they would lose money.
Si Wei Zhong looked at the IOU for twenty thousand taels and almost vomited blood. This was really going to kill him. He would lose his land and title deeds in the future. How would he pay back the money?
He had to sign it, because if he was reported to the government, he would go to jail if he had no money. Is jail a place for human beings? His health was getting worse and worse. If he was really sent to jail, he would die within three months.
It's just owing some money, which is better than losing your life. Si Wei Zhong asked the housekeeper to bring pen and ink, signed his name at the end of the letter, and then pressed his fingerprints.
"Master Si, it would be great if you could just be straightforward earlier instead of going through all those roundabout ways. You must take care of yourself or you might die. I will come to visit you regularly." The visitor was still the muscular man.
After coming here so many times and finally getting the money, he has been unhappy for a long time. Whenever he gets the chance, he will do his best to discredit him.
"Don't worry, you won't die in a short time." Si Wei Zhong glared at him fiercely, his face haggard, no longer the majestic appearance of Lord Si in the past.
"That's good. I'm counting on you for my livelihood. If you die someday, I'll buy you a big wreath to thank you."
The muscular man took the property deeds and banknotes on the table in his hands, smiling unhappily, but the words he said were so infuriating that they could kill you.
"Get out of here!" Si Wei Zhong felt his blood boiling at this moment. He stood up from the stool in a rage, pointed at the door, and told him to get out quickly.
"Need you to tell me that? The money has been given to me. What should I do here? Do you want to keep me for dinner?" The fat man calmly lowered his head and counted the silver bills and land deeds.
"If you really want to keep me for dinner, go cook me some good dishes, otherwise stop talking nonsense here."
"Get out of here, now, immediately, immediately." Si Weizhong was so angry that he almost fainted, but he still supported himself on the table with his hands to prevent himself from falling.
He couldn't lose face in front of these thugs, otherwise they would become more rampant.
After counting the silver again and again to make sure the amount was correct, the muscular man glanced coldly at Si Wei Zhong and then strode away.
The man had already walked to the door, and as if he suddenly thought of something, he turned around and looked at Si Wei Zhong again.
"Our shopkeeper is kind-hearted. He knows that you are not living a happy life now and your wife and children are separated. From now on, I will come to take five hundred taels on this day every month. Remember to prepare it, otherwise I will make you suffer." After saying that, he walked away without seeing Si Wei Zhong, who was gritting his teeth.
Five hundred a month, if it was in the past, it was actually not a lot, but now he is alone, where can he get the money?
Ever since giving Li Xiaoxiao seven thousand taels of silver, Cheng Yun'er sent people to watch Si's house every day to see when she would leave.
As a result, after waiting for more than ten days, Li Xiaoxiao continued to do her usual work. Her family also showed no intention of leaving.
Cheng Yun'er swung her sleeves in anger, and the teacup on the table fell to the ground in an instant.
Because the floor was covered with thick carpet, the cup turned several times on it without breaking, and the tea leaves and tea were scattered all over the floor.
Xiangling subconsciously took a step back, lowered her head, and tried her best to reduce her presence.
"You took so much money from me, yet you still shamelessly stayed in the Si Mansion. You are so kind, Li Xiaoxiao." Cheng Yun'er frowned, with anger flashing in her beautiful eyes.
"Since you are so ungrateful, don't blame me for being cruel."
She immediately took Xiang Ling out of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Their destination was naturally Li Xiaoxiao's restaurant. She knew that Li Xiaoxiao was usually there.
It was noon when I arrived. As expected, I saw Li Xiaoxiao greeting customers in the shop from afar. When she saw customers coming in, her face was full of smiles.
Looking at her smiling face, Cheng Yun'er gritted her teeth in anger, wishing she could go up and slap her twice.
Shameless, really shameless, she can smile so happily in front of any man. How could my cousin like someone like her? She is really a vixen. She must have seduced my cousin, bitch.
Cheng Yun'er no longer hesitated and quickly arrived at the door of the restaurant. Li Xiaoxiao looked up and saw that it was her. She was slightly stunned, but quickly came to her senses.
"Miss Cheng, you are such a rare guest. Please come in. Our restaurant has just launched barbecue. I guess Miss Cheng hasn't tried it yet. You must try it and promote our restaurant."
Li Xiaoxiao spoke smoothly and did not mention the money at all, leaving the angry Cheng Yuner speechless.
"Okay, it's time to finish dinner. I have something to say to Miss Li. I'll wait for you upstairs." Cheng Yun'er folded her hands, and her wide sleeves covered her tightly clasped hands, her nails almost digging into the flesh.
"Of course. Please go to the private room upstairs." Li Xiaoxiao looked at her face which was trying hard to hide her fear and almost couldn't hold back her laughter.
Is the so-called most beautiful woman in Beijing only so tolerant? It is obviously inconsistent with the rumors and is mostly exaggerated.
When a big customer comes to visit, Li Xiaoxiao will naturally serve her the most expensive things. Last time, Cheng Yun'er spent more than ten taels of silver on her dinner, so she can't do less today.
She is the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion. If the food she eats is bad, it will not suit her status and temperament at all. So there is no need to order any dishes, just pick the good ones and serve them.
Anyway, they were not short of money, so not long after Cheng Yun'er sat down, the waiter brought up the prepared food, as well as various new grilled skewers that the restaurant had just ordered. It didn't take long to fill up the table.
Cheng Yun'er's face was as black as charcoal. What did Li Xiaoxiao mean? She was a single person, but he served her so many dishes. Was he taking advantage of her?