Chapter 43 My Elders Have No Rank >

bly be the first to demand a retreat of troops."To know, a person's stance can change, but his thoughts cannot. So Dantai Jingzhi will surely take this step.""Once he took that step, he would immediat...Chapter 43 My Ancestors Have No Rank

Li Chen was just about to step onto the stairs when a voice called out from behind him, stopping him.

Li Chen turned his head back and saw a young man in green, calmly looking at him.

Li Chen asked, "Then what If not then what"

The young man smiled and said, "If that's not the case, then it's simple. The top floor is currently booked by Zhao Tai, son of Grand Tutor Zhao, at this time. If you're not attending the poetry gathering, you can't go up."

"If so, then please show me the invitation, young master."

"No invitation is needed either. If the young master's family has a direct relative, who is currently holding an official position from rank four and above, they are welcome to attend. If retired, then rank three is required."

If neither of those options work, there is another way: donate fifty taels of silver and you can also attend the lecture.

As they spoke, two burly men had appeared behind the young man in green. They glared menacingly at Li Chen.

Judging by his demeanor, it seems that Li Chen would be thrown out immediately if he wasn't related to someone important or couldn't produce any silver.

"Well, that's new."

Li Chen let out a light chuckle and said, "This poetry gathering isn't really a place for people to exchange knowledge or discuss poetry and prose. It's more about showing off the rank of one's elders or comparing family wealth, isn't it"

The young man in green chuckled and said, "Sir, are you not fully awake Young Master Zhao spent hundreds of thousands of taels of silver to build this Tengwang Pavilion. It's certainly not a place for ordinary poor people with no influence."

"Having said that, the young man waved his hand dismissively and said: 'Sir, if you're short of money or don't have a high-ranking official as your elder, it's best not to join the crowd. You'll only embarrass yourself. Or perhaps I should have my two strongmen behind me throw you out That would be quite undignified.'"

Hundreds of thousands...

This number made Li Chen's heart burn with anger.

Zhao Xuanji's son actually has more money than him.

Now that the treasury is empty, he, as the prince, can only make a living by robbing wealthy merchants and seizing the property of corrupt officials. Yet Zhao Xuanji's son can spend hundreds of thousands of taels of silver with a wave of his hand to build a pavilion for picking up girls.

"Money, I have none. My family elders are of no standing whatsoever. But today, this Tengwang Pavilion, this young master truly wishes to go up and see for himself. If you have the guts, then try and stop me."

Li Chen didn't lie.

As a prince, it would be impossible for him to carry money when he went out.

And what rank was his family's elder, the emperor And what rank was he, as crown prince

After finishing the sentence, Li Chen turned his head and went straight upstairs.

The young man in green behind him hadn't expected Li Chen to be so forceful. Seeing this, he flew into a rage and was about to order the people behind him to capture him.

Before he could even open his mouth, a distinctively styled embroidery spring knife, almost a hallmark of the Qin Empire, was pressed against his throat.

Two burly men behind him had been pinned to the ground by two guards in double-winged swallowtail robes at some point.

Sān Bǎo glared menacingly at the young man, saying, "Do you recognize this knife"

The young man in green felt a bead of sweat form on his forehead, his eyes wide with terror as he stammered, "I... I know him. It's the Embroidery Spring Knife."

"Only someone who knows where the Spring Knife is from could use it, right" Sanbao asked again.

"Understood, Dongchang, Jinyiwei..."

San Bao let out a sinister chuckle and said, "Bring these three back to the Dongchang prison and take good care of them."Chapter 529 The Most Despicable Business