The Prime Minister's Darling

Chapter 132: 103 Domineering Beat Up Dad (Second Update)_3

Xiao Liulang stared at Marquis Gu, pausing in his stride.

Marquis Gu did not wait for him to come over, so he himself stepped forward, disdainfully looking at Xiao Liulang. “So you’re Xiao Liulang?” he asked.

With an indifferent expression, Xiao Liulang looked at him: “What do you want?”

Marquis Gu signaled Huang Zhong, who then pulled out a stack of silver bills from his bosom.

Marquis Gu arrogantly stated, “Leave my daughter alone, and these silver bills are all yours!”

Without even glancing at the silver bills, Xiao Liulang replied with a blank expression, “Are these not too little?”

Marquis Gu lifted his chin and said, “Five thousand taels, enough to squander for several lifetimes. You could even marry several beautiful wives and lead a life of luxury. Don’t think that just because you’ve achieved top scores twice that you have a bright future. I’ve seen many like you, and not many can truly make it to the Palace Examination. With bad luck, you’ll fail in the regional examination!”

How much effort and resources have the great families invested to cultivate their descendants? Among those descendants, many are clever and studious. What would these poor scholars have to compete with them?

Even if they are fortunate enough to get into the Capital City, do they really think that they can make something of themselves?

Until the regional examination, perhaps it’s still a matter of merit. But, the higher you go, it becomes a matter of power.

Every year, the top three scholars are from several powerful families in Capital City. Behind this fact lies the Emperor’s helplessness and countless secret political battles, something Xiao Liulang and his ilk of poor, old-fashioned bookworms could never understand!

Indeed, education could transform a group of shrimps into small fish, but it’s impossible to make the carp leap over the dragon gate.

Marquis Gu looked at Xiao Liulang and advised, “Your status is determined at birth. You’re not worthy of being my son-in-law; take these silver bills and disappear from my sight. If you think it’s too little, I can add more. Huang Zhong!”

Huang Zhong then pulled out another thousand-tael silver bill.

Xiao Liulang responded with a chilling laugh, “Marquis Gu, have you forgotten something?”

“What?” Marquis Gu asked.

Xiao Liulang smirked, “She is not yet your daughter.”

This really came as a punch to the gut!

Marquis Gu’s haughty demeanor instantly froze.

Xiao Liulang shot back in a calm, mocking tone, “If you’re talking about that daughter of yours that you’ve raised since a young age, then you don’t need to worry at all. Even if you offer me five thousand gold taels, I would not spare her a second glance!”

What kind of rejection is this?

Is this boy too conceited?

Does he know how many people in the Capital City want to marry Jin Yu? All superior by a thousand times to him, each the son of a noble family!

No, this is not the time to get angry, we’re almost being led astray by this brat!

Marquis Gu clenched his fists, planning to teach this ungrateful wretch a lesson. “Huang Zhong, Huang Zhong!”

Huh?

Where did he go?

Where the hell did he go?

Marquis Gu swiftly turned around to check where Huang Zhong had gone, only to be suddenly pulled into a nearby alley by a slender white hand reaching from behind him.

After a few moments, Gu Jiao walked out, looking refreshed and cool.

Xiao Liulang gave her a strange look, and she simply clapped her hands and gave him a warm smile, “Sorry to keep you waiting. We’ve had our talk, and he won’t be bothering you anymore.”

Marquis Gu, “talked through,” was left helplessly leaning against a wall in the corner of the alley, like a puppet with its strings cut, his body numb with pain.

Next to him, Huang Zhong had equally been left in the same state— a soulless puppet.

Both looked dazed, their faces swollen and beaten, utterly miserable!