Chapter 6 — The Regent asked the price of my sincerity

I took out a thick stack of debt papers from my sleeve and threw it hard at Lieu Tu Du's face.

"Please, Your Majesty, please consider! In the past, Liu Ziyu went to the capital to apply for the exam. He was so poor that his pants were torn at the bottom. He ran to the money in the name of my family and boldly borrowed three thousand taels of silver."

"As a result, after passing the Tham Hoa exam, not only did he not pay, but he also took my money to Xuan Phong Lau to support the beauty! I sent someone to collect the debt, but he dared to say that it was the dowry I voluntarily gave him!"

I turned around and looked around the martial arts court.

"Even though I, Tham Kim Trieu, am greedy for money, I would never spend my own money to chase after a man! I can't even avoid this kind of white-wolf-chasing trash like him, and I still write love poems for him? I despise him!"

Lieu Tu Du held his bleeding forehead, still stubbornly arguing.

"You talk nonsense! You hate because you can't love!"

“Still being strong-willed?”

I clapped my hands twice. Outside the main hall, Xuan Phong Lau's madam and several creditors were led in. As soon as Mrs. Tu saw Lieu Tzu Du, she rushed forward, scratching and hitting him.

"Good for you Liu Ziyu! You played for free on this lady's floor for three months, owed five hundred taels of silver and then ran away! You damn thing!"

Several creditors also took out debt papers one by one, surrounding Lieu Tu Du in the middle. The evidence was like a mountain, Lieu Tu Du had no way to deny it, completely limp and collapsed to the ground. The Emperor's face turned pale and he suddenly patted the dragon chair.

"You bastard! As a Tham Hoa, your morals have deteriorated to this level, and you still dare to slander the royal family! Who are you? Take away Lieu Tu Du's reputation, put him in prison, and wait until after autumn to be beheaded!"

The guards dragged Liu Tzuyu around like a dead dog. I turned around to look at Tieu Lam Uyen. His eyes were full of laughter, quietly looking at me. I walked next to him, lowering my voice.

"Liu Tu Du suddenly caused trouble, behind it must have been that scoundrel Trieu Uyen Nhu using the last bit of private money to bribe."

Tieu Lam Uyen laughed coldly.

“Is that little bit of silver worth getting your hands dirty?”

I raised my eyebrows.

"Including principal and interest is three thousand two hundred taels. Lieu Tham Hoa, are you planning to repay the debt with your life, or are you planning to use the bones of your entire family to stew in soup?"

Liu Ziyu's death completely cut off Trieu Uyen Nhu's last hope outside the royal palace. Now every day she wears rough clothes, and in the back yard washes the bedpans at night as if she will never wash them all. As for Trieu Thai Phi, in the Buddha Hall, she finally couldn't sit still anymore. Seeing her mother's house collapse, her niece becoming a slave, and herself being grounded, she decided to unleash the ultimate weapon of a feudal mother-in-law.

"The Queen Mother said, if the Princess does not hand over the warehouse key and restore Miss Bieu's identity, she will starve to death in the Buddha Hall!"

Mama Luu knelt in my courtyard, crying to the heavens and the earth, as if Trieu Thai Phi had already passed away.

"Your highness also said that even if you die, you must let the royal family be known as an unfilial son forever!"

I sat in the rocking chair, biting a melon seed while listening to Mama Luu's crying, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Starving to death? That's great."

I threw the melon seed shell in my hand into the spittoon and stood up.

“If the Royal Highness has made a decision With such a heart to sacrifice my life for such filial piety, as a daughter-in-law, I of course have to help you fulfill that wish of filial piety."

I turned around and told Butler Ly.

"Old Ly, go, take my card and go to the best coffin shop in the capital and order a top-class ironwood coffin."

“Then spend a lot of money and invite the entire mourning team in the capital to come here for me!”

Butler Ly was startled.

“Your Highness, this matter... Your Majesty is not dead yet, this is not according to the rules!”

“Rules are set by the dead, but the living must be flexible.”

I coldly glanced at him.

“The Queen Mother is on a hunger strike, it's just a matter of sooner or later. We prepare in advance to show the filial piety of the Royal Palace. Go to work!”

Butler Ly did not dare to disobey orders and quickly ran away. In less than half a day, the entire Regent Palace was decorated into a sacred hall. White couplets hang under the eaves, paper money flies all over the yard like falling snow.