Chapter 307: Chapter 264: Extorting Money

The servant brought tea and placed it in front of Zhou Wangshu.

Zhou Wangshu picked it up and drank, discovering a note under the teapot.

He glanced at the servant.

The servant retreated.

Zhou Wangshu unfolded the note, and upon seeing the words, his lips twitched.

Marchioness Cheng’an contacted people under his gate, wanting to pay a high price for his head.

A playful expression flashed in Zhou Wangshu’s eyes.

He walked to the study, picked up a pen, and wrote a few words: Take the money, do nothing, extort again.

Marchioness Cheng’an heard that the assassination organization had taken on her order, but this single job would cost fifty thousand taels of silver.

Fifty thousand taels is no small amount. When she got married, she brought only ten thousand taels in silver as dowry, plus other wedding gifts added up to thirty thousand. Now, to kill a scoundrel who should have died long ago, she actually spent such an unjustified sum.

The Marchioness felt the pain, but upon thinking carefully, this money had to be spent. If not, everything in the Cheng’an Hou Mansion would belong to others. As long as she solved this major headache, the mansion’s property would be hers and her son’s, and by then, fifty thousand taels would be insignificant.

"Keep a close watch on Hui Courtyard," Marchioness Cheng’an instructed her confidants.

That very night, Marchioness Cheng’an learned of movement from Hui Courtyard. She sent people to watch, only to see a group of people in black besiege Zhou Wangshu. Yet, those brought by Zhou from the General Mansion were exceptionally skilled, and fought fiercely with the assassins in black.

"Madam..." The subordinate reported back, "Zhou... the young master is fine, his people are only slightly injured, those assassins are almost all dead, with only one managing to escape."

Bam! Marchioness Cheng’an slammed her cup down, fuming, "Are you brainless? I want him dead, not unharmed."

"But those men in black indeed were no match for the General Mansion’s people, today’s assassination failed."

"How could this be? They are all professional killers, never failing before. Today, they unexpectedly fell at the hands of that evil spawn." The Marchioness grew increasingly irritated the more she thought about it.

That was fifty thousand taels of silver.

She spent such a large sum, only getting a thunderous noise with little rain in return. No, having spent the money, a satisfying result is a must.

"Immediately contact those people, tell them I am dissatisfied with such a result. I want them to keep sending people to assassinate him, leaving him with no burial place. I don’t care what means they use, poisoning or luring him out of Capital City for an ambush, in any case, he must die horribly."

The people sent out by the Marchioness returned shortly to report the other party’s attitude: "They said they’re done. They claimed we didn’t clarify that the target was such a formidable opponent, causing them heavy losses. Of the twenty top killers sent, only one returned. If we wish to continue discussing cooperation, compensation for their losses is required."

"Truly insatiable. I’ve already paid fifty thousand taels, yet they want more?"

"The other side said creating a top killer costs tens of thousands of taels, and this time, nineteen of them died, so they suffered greatly."

Marchioness Cheng’an frowned and said, "They want to eat this rice bowl, then they’re bound to have no meals after this one. It’s impossible for this debt to be calculated on me. I’ve paid fifty thousand taels, which means buying their lives. In short, I paid silver but didn’t achieve the goal, it cannot be let go."

Zhou Wangshu was looking at the note brought by his subordinates.

When the subordinates reported that the Marchioness indeed fell for it and paid an additional three thousand taels in family consolation money.

Su Yaoguang walked over from the side, hugging his shoulder, following his line of sight, she read the words above.

She pinched Zhou Wangshu’s cheek and said, "You called me a cunning trader, but I think you are the cunning trader. This Marchioness Cheng’an spent fifty thousand taels to buy your life, but you let your people come here to perform a play. The so-called fighting and killing was all fake, even faker than stage fights."

Staging a play, with production costs as high as fifty thousand taels of silver. Such easy money, no wonder Zhou Wangshu was unwilling to end it this way, still finding ways to hook the big fish of Marchioness Cheng’an.

Zhou Wangshu hugged Su Yaoguang’s slender waist, kissed her forehead: "It’s late, go to sleep early."

"I’m waiting for you..." Su Yaoguang said, "Look at the dark circles under your eyes, you haven’t slept well these days, it’s better to sleep early."

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