They say your illegitimate child is worthless, yet you rebel with seven wives?

Chapter 43 Su Luo is not qualified to be this Marquis's son

Tianyun Chamber of Commerce.

Ye Changfeng had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw Ye Hu and the others appear at the entrance of the Chamber of Commerce, he immediately wanted to get up and greet them.

The next moment, they seemed to have encountered something and turned to leave.

Ye Changfeng immediately rushed out and looked at Cheng Feng: "Manager Cheng, what... what's going on?!"

Cheng Feng was also dumbfounded, "I don't know!"

"However, the person who did business with me before said they will come back..."

"And their goods are right here!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Changfeng couldn't help but swallow hard. "You mean, they left the goods here and then left?!"

"Don't they know the value of this shipment?!"

Cheng Feng's expression was complicated as he said, "No, they know very well..."

"After all, putting everything else aside, the price I initially set for these fine salts... oh no, for the snow from the sky, wasn't low!"

"They..."

This batch of goods is worth more than 10,000 taels of silver.

It can be said that this is enough to sustain the lives of all the residents of Yunhai Town for more than half a year.

But they just say they'll put it aside for now? Aren't they being a bit too careless?

Ye Changfeng and Cheng Feng stared at each other, neither knowing what to say.

Immediately afterward, Ye Changfeng suddenly realized something and said, "I understand! Doesn't this mean they trust our Tianyun Chamber of Commerce?!"

"The item is worth over ten thousand taels of silver, and they released it temporarily without hesitation. This is more than just trust! They treat us like family!"

"If you offer me your talents, I will treat you with the respect due to a national hero!"

"Manager Cheng, let me know when those gentlemen arrive. I want to greet them personally!"

……

In the town of Yunhai, in an extremely luxurious courtyard, a middle-aged man dressed in fine clothes was turning the pages of a book.

Suddenly, a steward came up and whispered something in his ear.

The middle-aged man paused slightly, then nodded: "Alright, then send a small squad of personal guards over there, and let Old Cui make the arrangements."

"However, as I said before... whatever it is, it has to be done cleanly."

He appeared completely detached and indifferent, as if Manager Cui's murder and robbery had nothing to do with him whatsoever.

This middle-aged man was Su Luo's biological father, the Marquis of Sinan, Su Changsheng.

The steward immediately lowered his head, "Yes!"

After he gave the order, he hesitated for a moment and then asked, "My lord, tomorrow is the eldest son's birthday, but... the youngest son is also not far from Yunhai Town!"

"Should we inform him?"

"Young Master? Su Luo!"

Si Nan Hou Su Changsheng was slightly taken aback, then realized who the other party was talking about, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes: "Hmph, why are you calling him?!"

“He’s a bastard from the countryside; he shouldn’t have been born into this world, much less come to my manor!”

"Besides, if they behave themselves after they arrive, then it'll be fine!"

"So, he actually tried to oppose the lady? He even chose the worst fiefdom and the most unworthy wife; he's trying to attract my attention!"

Su Changsheng showed no concern whatsoever for his biological son, Su Luo, and felt nothing but disdain and anger towards Su Luo's situation.

"Heh, if I inform him, he'll probably think I care about him a lot, and he'll only become more reckless..."

"Since he wants to die, let him fend for himself in that so-called Little Cloud Village. When he can't stand it anymore, he'll naturally come back to me for help!"

Su Changsheng waved his hand and said, "Tomorrow is Xuan'er's twentieth birthday, a joyous occasion. Don't mention Su Luo, that unlucky person, or you'll spoil my mood!"

The steward immediately said, "My lord, I won't do it again..."

"Furthermore, Su Luo is not qualified to be my son, nor is he qualified to be the young master of the Marquis's mansion. Don't use that title anymore!"

"I understand!"

……

"Young Master Luo, the place you mentioned isn't far from Yunhai Town, is it?"

As the group set off, Tan Xing took the initiative to talk to Su Luo, speaking loudly as if worried that Steward Cui, who was not far away, might not hear him.

Su Luo walked ahead without looking to the side and said calmly, "It's not far, just a few steps, it'll take about half an incense stick's time to get there."

“I was worried that someone would try to take advantage of me, so I didn’t take all the goods at once.”

Manager Cui glanced at Zhang Daqiang and the others behind Su Luo, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

He had heard Tan Xing say that when this young master Luo came last time, he brought more than ten people with him, but this time there were only seven or eight.

Presumably, everyone else is guarding the three thousand catties of snowflake salt.

In other words, this young master Luo's backup plan is at most twenty people... It seems like a lot, but the ten people I brought are all personal guards of the Marquis's mansion!

It's no exaggeration to say that even if Young Master Luo had a hundred skilled bodyguards, they might not be able to defeat him!

Although these ten guards from the Marquis's residence were not wearing armor and were only dressed in the simplest clothing, the swords and knives they carried were all top-quality items from the military camp.

Manager Cui glanced at Su Luo's profile with a sinister look, and seeing that he still looked calm and composed, he became even more displeased.

Pack! Keep pretending!

If you don't laugh now, you won't be able to laugh later... I'll torture Young Master Luo until he can't even cry anymore!

Before long, led by Su Luo, the group arrived at a dense forest outside the town.

"We're here! It's just ahead, in the woods!"

After Su Luo finished speaking, he went in first, followed by Tan Xing, and then Steward Cui and ten guards from the Marquis's residence.

But when they entered the forest, they found it empty and deserted!

"Young Master Luo! What about the three thousand catties of snowflake salt you promised?!"

A bad feeling suddenly rose in Manager Cui's heart. He stared at Su Luo and questioned, "You're not planning to play any tricks, are you?!"

The ten guards from the Marquis's residence immediately surrounded Su Luo, Zhang Daqiang, and the others.

Su Luo chuckled, "I used tricks?!"

"Haven't you been the one using underhanded tactics all along? Steward Cui of the Marquis of Sinan's mansion!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Daqiang had already drawn the long knife from his hand!

The others did the same, drawing their long swords and protecting Su Luo in the middle!

Manager Cui's pupils contracted slightly, and his face immediately darkened: "What exactly do you mean?!"

"You don't think that just because you lured us outside, you can do whatever you want, do you?! Don't even think about it!"

"I never expected that after I've been so sincere in doing business with you, you would resort to such underhanded tactics!"

Manager Cui looked aggrieved and said righteously, "Since that's the case, then don't blame me!"

"Do it!"

Swish!

Ten guards from the Marquis's residence immediately drew their swords, their blades gleaming coldly!

Moreover, a terrifying killing intent emanated from them!

These marquis's personal guards were indeed elite, having experienced the baptism of blood and fire on the battlefield, and more than once!

The two groups were at each other's throats, and the atmosphere was extremely tense!

Steward Cui grinned maliciously, "What kind of lousy Young Master Luo is this? Coming from the South?! Heh, even if you came from the heavens!"

"Today, you'll lie here too!"

He looked at Su Luo smugly and threatened, "Young Master Luo, is that right? If you want to live, I can give you two choices!"

"First, you must kneel down and kowtow, and hand over your salt-making method..."

"Then I might spare your life!"

"Secondly, that is..."

Before his voice had even faded, a whooshing sound rang out!

puff!

A crossbow bolt, like a black lightning bolt, pierced through the air!

Before Steward Cui could react, one of the Marquis's personal guards in front of him had already been shot through the throat, blood spurting out!

Manager Cui's expression froze instantly!