Chapter 512: Chapter 172: Daoist Priest Fan Wants to Enter the Imperial Palace? The Fu Clan of the Imperial City! (A Mega Chapter of 10,000 Words, Please Subscribe)_6
"This has become a half-monthly payment, and still, two hundred taels each time, doesn’t that mean we need to pay four hundred taels of silver a month?"
"Correct!" the person on the right laughed playfully, "You’re quite good at math, and that is exactly how the rent will be paid from now on."
The shop assistant was dumbfounded. The phrase "four hundred taels a month" made his head spin. He quickly said, "Young Master! Young Masters! This can’t be! Four hundred taels a month, that’s... that’s four thousand eight hundred taels a year!"
"What? You’re just the nephew of that shopkeeper, are you trying to save money for your relatives?" the leader squinted his eyes.
"But... but the original lease..."
The shop assistant murmured.
"Is void!" the person on the left declared, "Along with the two hundred taels of silver, have your uncle bring the previous lease so we can draft a new one."
"But..." The shop assistant still wanted to argue. After all, the inn wasn’t just his uncle’s business.
His family had also invested silver in it!
If the rent increased so much, both families combined couldn’t withstand it! They would be operating at a loss!
"Chatter chatter! So much bird talk!" The person on the left said, annoyed, "If there is an issue, take it up with the Fu Clan, as long as you and your uncle have the guts to do so."
At that moment,
The person’s gaze involuntarily drifted towards a bull inside the inn, drawing his attention.
He was taken aback.
A bull appearing all of a sudden in an inn was indeed cause for astonishment.
"Hey! Zhao something dog? What is that?" he asked.
The shop assistant replied bitterly, "Return... return to Young Master, this bull belongs to some of the guests who brought it in."
"No wonder I smelled a foul bull odor the moment I came in." The man pinched a fragrance sachet and held it to his nose, inhaling a few times before he seemed to recover.
"Hm?" He had just finished speaking when he suddenly noticed the Green Ox looking at him.
He even saw the bull snort loudly.
It appeared quite disdainful.
This opulently dressed scion of the Fu Clan was momentarily stunned. He couldn’t believe he could see such a look of disdain in a bull’s eyes; he even doubted if it was an illusion?
"Young... Young Master, they are just guests of the inn, you..." The shop assistant, sensing that something was amiss, hastily tried to say something.
Since the business of the inn wasn’t going well to begin with, with these young masters looking ready to make trouble, wouldn’t it further hinder the business of the inn?
But before he could finish his sentence, a heavy kick landed on him, tumbling him to the ground.
The kick was powerful and heavy, almost knocking the shop assistant breathless.
His eyes widened as he lay on the ground, curled up in pain.
"I told you to stop your incessant prattling." The Fu Clan scion who had kicked the shop assistant to the ground spoke emotionlessly, "Day in and day out, you lick the dog food our Fu Clan gives you. Just lick it properly. All this nonsense is grating on the ears."
Having said that,
he disregarded the shop assistant, and all three of them focused their attention on Daoist Fan Wu and the others.
One of the Fu Clan’s scions moved his gaze from Old Blue Ox to Xing Fengzi, lingering for a second, then shifted to Nanjun County Prince without pausing, before it finally landed on Daoist Fan Wu. His attention was then captured by Yun Jiuqing.
Because Yun Jiuqing was the only one who expressed all the frowning and disgust right there on his face.
"Outsider?" asked the Fu Clan scion.
"Indeed, we are not from the Imperial City." Xing Fengzi suddenly responded.
"Outsiders, huh, that explains it. Coming to Great Zhou Imperial City for the first time, it’s natural you don’t know our Fu Clan’s way of doing things," the Fu Clan scion said, "Conceal those expressions on your faces, and we will pretend nothing happened."
"You might take a look around at these people, they are all behaving quite well, quiet and not looking around carelessly. Especially, you..."
He pointed at Yun Jiuqing, saying, "You are quite attractive, but I don’t like that look on your face."
Yun Jiuqing was taken aback.
She had thought that the Fu Clan of the Nanjun Prefecture Government were already arrogant and domineering enough... yet these three self-proclaimed Fu surname folks turned out to be even more excessive without falling short.
Huh?
Wait a minute!
Suddenly, Yun Jiuqing thought of something. She looked at the three men suspiciously, then flashed a smile and asked, "You... are you from the Imperial City’s Fu Clan? Do you have a branch of the Nanjun Fu Clan here in Nanjun?"
Yun Jiuqing, a foreigner to the area, caught the three scions of the Imperial City Fu Clan off guard with her abrupt question.
"So what if we do?" one of them replied with a frown. "What are you getting at, you lot?"
Yun Jiuqing retorted, "Since... you and that bunch of bastards are one and the same, that makes you all a bunch of bastards too. If that’s the case, then I won’t hold back. What business is my facial expression of yours?"
She, Yun Jiuqing, had been throwing her weight around in the Nanjun Prefecture from childhood. Did a few broken sons of the Imperial City’s Fu Clan think they could speak nonsense in front of her?
And Yun Jiuqing was no one to trifle with in the Great Zhou Imperial City either; her own Yun Clan’s main family was there!
Who was afraid of whom here!
Yun Jiuqing glanced at the shop assistant still lying on the ground and squinted her eyes. "I, a foreigner here, just happen to have a sense of justice. I simply can’t stand the way you people behave. What about it?"
"And you dare to disdain Old Blue Ox’s scent?" This was something Yun Jiuqing could not tolerate.
She was almost with Old Blue Ox every day, the Old Blue Ox that belonged to Daoist Priest Fan, whom she had always been leading. She felt that she was almost becoming a cow herding girl for Daoist Priest Fan.
And this guy had the nerve to say Old Blue Ox had an ox-like reek?
That statement was particularly grating to Yun Jiuqing’s ears; was that also a reference to her own scent?
"Why don’t you sniff yourselves first, with that strange smell on you like you’ve just visited a brothel not long ago and haven’t even taken a bath yet?"
Yun Jiuqing’s words were laced with barbs.
The three scions of the Fu Clan all had their faces slowly cloud over in unison.
"Foreigners are really crude!" One of the hot-tempered scions of the Fu Clan’s face had darkened to the point it seemed water might drip from it.
He coldly said, "I see you, relying on being cultivators, are completely oblivious to how high the sky is or how deep the earth is! Every year there are always a few foreigners like you who turn up."
"But they either leave the Imperial City with their tails between their legs, or they disappear without a trace. It’s all because they don’t understand the hierarchy!"
Xing Fengzi was taken aback; he didn’t quite understand. "Is there a hierarchy between the people of the Imperial City and those from other lands?"
"Of course!" the scion of the Fu Clan declared. "We, the people of the Imperial City, are indeed above the likes of you!"
Xing Fengzi furrowed his brow.
Just as he was about to argue something, he suddenly noticed Daoist Fan Wu beside him playing with something in his own world.
That thing appeared to be...
The City God’s Command?!
Then.
He saw Daoist Fan Wu raise his head, looking squarely at the three Fu Clan scions before him. He saw Daoist Fan Wu with a smile brimming from his face and heard him say, "Inside the Nanjun Prefecture, I felt that the Imperial City Fu Clan would bring me a little surprise."
The City God’s Command in his hand was trembling slightly, and the inscribed characters on it were emitting a faint red glow.
"Sure enough... I did not predict wrongly," Daoist Fan Wu said with a smile.
The City God’s Command, having been strengthened by that Underworld Judge, possessed a power to discern good from evil.
Those who could cause a reaction from the City God’s Command were either great villains or people who had been greatly virtuous for many lives.
Daoist Fan Wu chuckled, "Here comes the surprise."
"Indeed, birds of a feather!"
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