Datang: An eight-year-old master of the bar, he gave everyone a blow at the beginning

Chapter 37

Fortunately, Chang Sun Qi thought he was going to intercede for him.

Changsun Wuji was also a little tired from the beating, so he threw the stick aside without even looking at Changsun Qi.

Immediately afterwards, he sat in his seat again and looked at Yuchihuan.

"Okay, the housework is done! Let's talk about serious business!"

"Repay the money quickly!"

After Changsun Wuji listened, he was surprised and spit out the tea he just drank.

Isn't this too straightforward?There is no foreshadowing at all!

"Uncle Changsun, hurry up and pay, it's not much anyway!"

"Not much, you said so lightly, nearly 5000 taels of silver is not much in your eyes!"

Changsun Wuji was so angry that his toothache hurt.

"Do you know that this money is enough for ordinary people to live for decades!"

"Uncle is very reasonable, but so what, you still have to pay back the money."

Well, it does.

But how could his eldest grandson Wuji give in so easily!
"The old man did say in court that he would pay back the money, but you said I owe money and I owe it? I don't accept this account!"

"Then what does Uncle Changsun say?"

"The evidence can prove that I really owe so much money, then I will admit it!"

Changsun Wuji is really an old fox. He had already recognized him in the court, but when it was time to pay the money, he did this trick again.

No wonder Qin Shubao, Du Ruhui and the others paid the money so quickly, they were waiting for Yuchihuan here.

After Yu Chihuan finished listening, he frowned and lowered his voice, looking a little lacking in confidence.

"But Uncle Changsun, you have already recognized it in the court, so I didn't bring this evidence with me..."

"If not, you should go home and sort out the evidence before coming here!"

Changsun Wuji smiled insidiously, that's what he wanted.

Ginger is still old and spicy, but you are still too tender to fight with me!
However, what he didn't expect was that Yu Chihuan shook his little head unhurriedly, and then fumbled around inside his clothes.

Changsun Wuji thought that he had a certain chance of winning, but seeing such an action, he seemed to have an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, in the next second, Yuchihuan took out a booklet from his arms.

"Although I didn't bring any evidence with me, I did bring the proof of household registration. This should prove that Uncle Changsun, you really owe so much money..."

Well, you brat, how dare you play tricks on me? Didn't you just say that you didn't bring any evidence?

Changsun Wuji looked at Yuchihuan quietly:
"Didn't you say that you didn't prepare any evidence? Then what are these in your hand?"

"Uncle, don't get excited, these are just backups, not evidence..."

"If I really brought the evidence, it would probably be piled up here now."

Listen, is this a human language?According to what you said, you fucking have a lot of facts that can prove that my eldest grandson Wuji owes money!

"Tell me, how many backups have you prepared? Take them out and let me see them!"

"Uncle Changsun, don't say that, it's actually nothing..."

"It's just that there is also a booklet with the seal of the Zhongshuling jointly issued by the Ministry of Household Affairs, which can also prove that Uncle Changsun owes money."

"By the way, there are still six seals, which can prove that the money has flowed into Uncle Changsun's mansion."

……

One book after another can prove the fact that Changsun Wuji owes so much money from various angles.

Changsun Wuji didn't say much, just pointed in the direction of the gate and exclaimed.

"Yuchi Baolin, why are you back?"

"What? My brother is back?"

Yu Chihuan hadn't seen his elder brother for a long time, and when he heard that his elder brother was back, he turned his head excitedly.

But when he turned his head and looked left and right, he didn't see half of his eldest brother.

However, Changsun Wuji took advantage of the time when Yu Chihuan turned his head, and ordered the booklets on the table to be taken away.

After Yuchihuan came back to his senses, he found that there was nothing in front of him.

"Boy Yuchi, I didn't hear what you said just now. Where is the evidence? Where is it? Why didn't I see it?"

Ruthless enough, shameless enough, worthy of being an old fox!
only……

"Uncle Changsun, take it easy, don't worry, I still have a lot of backups."

Changsun Wuji was puzzled, what went wrong?Why so many backups?
"How many backups have you prepared?"

"It's not much, it's just that I got up early in the morning and went to find the stamps stamped by the ministers one by one. There should be more than [-] to [-] copies!"

After Changsun Wuji listened, his face twitched.

"Those ministers didn't kick you out?!"

"No, it's just that when I left, I saw that the hands of the ministers were shaking all the time. It should be because of lack of physical fitness!"

Damn it, are you sure the hands of those ministers are shaking all the time, isn't it because they stamped you with so many certificates?
What did this little bastard do to the officials in the capital?

At the sixth part, Shirou collapsed on the rocking chair, his right hand was cramping all the time, and he didn't want to say anything.

However, at this moment, the officials under him came to report:
"My lord, Shirou has something to ask you, please write a memorial..."

As soon as he heard the two words of the memorial, he was already trembling with anger:

"Memorial, memorial, and memorial again, didn't you see that the booklet I used to write memorials has run out?"

"That little bastard Yuchihuan, who didn't do anything early in the morning, sat here and asked me to write him memorials. He wrote dozens of them abruptly, and now his hands are cramping..."

"Let him finish all the memorials here, let him come back another day!"

The official got annoyed for no reason, and hurriedly withdrew.

Unexpectedly, this little censor Zhongcheng is really terrifying!
At this time, the assistant minister of the Sixth Division looked at his trembling right hand and gritted his teeth, secretly swearing.

"I will never be deceived by the superficial appearance of that brat again. After killing me, I won't write any more memorials for him!"

At this time, Yu Chihuan didn't know that he had been hated by others, and he continued to fight with that old fox, Changsun Wuji.

Changsun Wuji also knew that he couldn't escape this time, so he simply played a rogue.

"No money!"

What the hell?

I wasted so much time, told you so much, and took out so much evidence, but you just said to me, no money!

"You said that the old man owes so much money, but I really don't have the money to pay it back. I'm powerless, and I can't help it..."

Yu Chihuan didn't say much after listening, but silently took out the familiar dagger from his cuff.

Changsun Wuji laughed immediately after seeing it.

"Stinky boy, you want to use the same method you used to deal with Cheng Yaojin to deal with this old man?!"

"The old man is not as foolish as Cheng Yaojin's donkey brain, so there is no need to be like this!"

"The old man can tell you, even if you have a few cuts in your neck today, at most I can hire a doctor to come over and treat you. I want money, but no!"

Yu Chihuan knew that it would be useless for him to threaten Changsun Wuji with suicide, so he didn't intend to use this method to threaten Changsun Wuji.

He just quietly held his small dagger, and then slowly walked to the side of Changsun Qi who was still kneeling beside him.

Immediately afterwards, he asked righteously.

"One last time, Uncle Changsun, are you still paying back the money?"

(End of this chapter)