The peasant girl has a private space, and her husband is handsome.

With a huge sum of 80,000 taels of silver in his pocket, Fang Cheng sat in the carriage returning to the Luo residence, feeling quite inflated.

He is indeed talented, managing to borrow such a huge sum of money from Vice Minister Luo and Prime Minister Feng.

There is absolutely no one else in the world who has such a talent for deceiving people.

That's great, now you can become an official without taking the imperial examination.

With his talent and learning, he is sure to have a successful official career in the future, and his status will surely surpass that of Vice Minister Luo and others.

Just as Fang Cheng was having his wishful thinking, the carriage suddenly stopped.

Because he was so engrossed in his thoughts, he didn't realize what was happening and bumped his head against the carriage wall, getting a big bump on his head.

"You dog of a servant, how do you drive the carriage? Can't you see?"

Coachman Lao Li disliked Fang Cheng. This kid fawned over Minister Luo and Prime Minister Feng, but treated them, his servants, like dirt, calling them "dog slaves" all the time.

He was just an outsider staying at the Luo residence, yet he scolded the Luo family servants every day.

Do they really think they're the masters of the Luo family?

The carriage suddenly stopped because it hit a large rock.

It was dark and drizzling, so visibility wasn't great, which is why it was normal for the carriage to hit a rock.

I don't know who was so immoral as to put a big rock, more than a foot high, in the middle of the road.

Coachman Lao Li called to his servant Zhang An to help him lift the stone and place it by the roadside.

Old Li, carrying a lantern, crawled under the carriage and inspected it for quite a while before regretfully saying through the window, "Young Master Fang, the carriage axle is broken. This carriage is no longer usable. I'll go back to my residence now and bring a new carriage."

Fang Cheng felt very unlucky; the carriage breaking down at the worst possible time.

During the daytime, it's easy to hire a horse-drawn carriage on the road.

But it was dark now, and it was drizzling, so there were hardly any people on the road.

This place is still far from the Luo residence, and it would take the driver a long time to walk back to the Luo residence.

This meant he would have to wait a long time in the broken carriage, but there was no other way.

"Alright, Old Li, you'd better hurry back to the manor and get the carriage here as soon as possible. If I find out you're deliberately delaying, you're dead."

After the coachman, Old Li, left, Fang Cheng was left with only a servant.

It was pitch black all around, and not a single carriage passed by for a long time.

Fang Cheng felt a bit dangerous carrying a huge sum of 80,000 taels of silver notes.

The waiting time was agonizing; about half an hour had passed, and the driver, Old Li, still hadn't returned.

Fang Cheng needed to urinate, so he went to the big tree by the roadside.

After he finished urinating and returned to the carriage, the servant Zhang An suddenly shouted.

"Young Master Fang, where is your coat?"

Yellow sheepskin lanterns hung outside the carriage. Fang Cheng looked down by the light and realized he was doomed; the huge sum of 80,000 taels of silver had vanished.

His coat and the purse containing the silver notes were all gone, and even the jade pendant that Luo Mingfang had given him was missing.

I was left with only my undergarments; no wonder I felt chilly.

When exactly did the clothes disappear? How come I didn't notice it in time?

Fang Cheng broke out in a cold sweat. Just moments ago he had been full of ambition, thinking he would soon be able to donate his way into an official position.

As a result, God poured a bucket of cold water on him, drenching him completely.

If we can't find those 80,000 taels of silver notes, then everything is over.

Fang Cheng was scared to be alone, so he pulled the servant along to the big tree where he had just relieved himself.

Let me see if the coat is here.

Fang Cheng walked around the big tree, looking around, but found that it was very quiet and there was nothing there.

There were no clothes or banknotes belonging to him at all.

Could it be a ghost? How could that be? There wasn't a soul in sight, and my clothes and banknotes just vanished?

Meanwhile, the servant Zhang An secretly wondered if this young master Fang might be a fraud.

He swindled 80,000 taels from the master and the prime minister, and then gave the money to his accomplice while he got out of the carriage to relieve himself.

Now they're deliberately dragging him here to find him. What if they kill him and then run away?

Zhang An trembled with fear, becoming more and more terrified the more he thought about it.

Fang Cheng was so angry that he punched a big tree, drawing blood from his hand, but he didn't care about the pain.

He felt like dying at that moment.

He brought the 50,000 taels of silver notes given to him by Vice Minister Luo in order to gain more trust from Prime Minister Feng.

Now it's all over, all 80,000 taels are gone.

Without money, how could he possibly buy an official position?

If he doesn't donate his official position, Vice Minister Luo and Prime Minister Feng will definitely think he's swindling money and will have him beaten to death.

Although Vice Minister Luo is easy to fool, Prime Minister Feng is a shrewd man, and he might already regret lending him the money.

Now things are really messed up; all the silver notes are lost, which not only ruins his path to buying an official position.

He didn't even dare to participate in the imperial examinations for the title of Juren anymore, because if he were caught by Prime Minister Feng's men, they would definitely kill him.

Damn it! Who on earth stole his clothes and money? They ruined his biggest dream in life.

I'm afraid I'll never be able to become an official again in this lifetime.

This hurt him more than killing him.

Fang Cheng tried to calm himself down and said to his servant Zhang An, "Old Li, the coachman, has been gone for so long and hasn't come back yet. Go and go meet him."

Zhang An was afraid that Fang Cheng would kill him if he had murderous intent, so after getting off the carriage, he ran very fast towards the Luo residence.

After Fang Cheng and Zhang An had gone some distance, they quickly fled in the light rain.

He knew in his heart that he absolutely could not be captured by Vice Minister Luo and Prime Minister Feng's men, otherwise they would definitely beat him to death.

Fang Cheng, wearing only a thin undergarment, left the city overnight and fled.

He was unaware that Su Qianqian had stored his purse and coat in her spatial storage.

The stones on the road were also placed by Su Qianqian.

Su Qianqian had been keeping an eye on Fang Cheng, so she knew his whereabouts very well.

We must never allow someone like Fang Cheng to rise to power through bribery.

When Su Qianqian passed by the Earth God Temple, she threw Fang Cheng's clothes, jade pendant, and purse to the little beggar next to the temple.

She doesn't want something so dirty.

All that was left were 80,000 taels of silver notes.

Fang Cheng's greatest wish in this life is to become an official, and she will absolutely not let him have his wish.

Moreover, Fang Cheng should not be allowed to die easily; he should be made to live in poverty, suffer endless torment, and endure the hardships of wandering.

Minister Luo sat in his study, fantasizing about how wonderful it would be if Fang Cheng really got involved with the Xuanyuan family.

Fang Cheng is extremely loyal to him as a vice minister, and he will definitely benefit from Fang Cheng's influence.

At that time, by leveraging Fang Cheng's connections with the Xuanyuan family, the Luo family will once again rise to prominence.

Upon thinking of this, Vice Minister Luo burst into laughter.

That granddaughter actually looks down on him as her grandfather and doesn't acknowledge him. Humph, she'll regret it sooner or later.

Fan Dajiang reminded him, "Master, it's so late, and that man surnamed Fang hasn't returned yet. Could it be that he's run away with the 50,000 taels of silver?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, Fan Dajiang? I've warned you many times to be respectful to Scholar Fang. When you see him, you should call him Young Master Fang and not be rude to him."

Fan Dajiang curled his lip, inwardly showing great disdain for Fang Cheng.

Fang Cheng could break off his engagement with Miss Su! He's definitely not a good person!

Vice Minister Luo kicked Fan Dajiang. "Dajiang, get out and keep an eye on things. When Fang Cheng comes back, have him come to the study. I have something to say to him."

Fan Dajiang cursed Luo Shilang in his heart for being a fool. It was a pity that Luo Shilang would not allow him to redeem himself, otherwise he would have left long ago.

Vice Minister Luo wanted to remind Fang Cheng of the things he needed to pay attention to after donating his official position.

A bad pen is worse than a good memory, so he decided to write down the notes and hand them to Fang Cheng in person. Therefore, he wrote each stroke very carefully.

After Luo finished writing three large sheets of paper, he waited and waited, but no one came.

Hearing that the coachman and Fang Cheng's servant had returned, he had Fan Dajiang summon them to the study.

"What's going on? Why hasn't Scholar Fang returned home yet?"

Old Li, the coachman, hated Fang Cheng. He knelt down with a thud and explained, "Sir, that Fang guy is a swindler. He cheated you and Prime Minister Feng out of their money and then ran away."

The servant Zhang An also said, "Yes, sir, Fang Cheng is a big liar. He tricked me by telling me to go and greet Uncle Li, but I hadn't gone far when I saw him running away. Unfortunately, I couldn't catch up with him."

Luo, the Vice Minister, was furious and swept all the papers and brushes off his desk onto the floor.

"Zhang An, don't you have a brain? You just go and greet that guy surnamed Fang when he tells you to?"

Zhang An nodded, "Yes, it was you, Master, who instructed me to obey Young Master Fang one hundred percent."

Luo Shilang coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.

Fan Dajiang stood at the door and sighed.

I told the master long ago that the man surnamed Fang was a fraud, but he wouldn't believe me.

They won't turn back until they hit a brick wall, but now that they've hit one, they finally believe it.

If that fifty thousand taels of silver were in the master's own hands, the entire Luo family would be living a much better life.

Last month, some of the servants' wages were delayed, and it's estimated that none of them will be paid next month.

How could the prestigious residence of a Vice Minister have fallen to such a state! Whose fault is it? Of course, it's the Master's fault!

It was the master's own fault for misjudging people and trusting the wrong person.

The person the master should really be trying to please is that outstanding Miss Su, yet he treats her as an enemy.

You reap what you sow!