More than a dozen people came in, including the royal family, the guards, and a few middle-aged eunuchs, probably the representatives of a certain palace concubine.

"Thirty-Balang, you are leaving the palace tomorrow. Everyone is very anxious, so please let us talk to you about debts as representatives."

Li Xiu looked through the thick stack of loan notes, including hundreds of guans or thousands of guans. In calculation, nearly 100 people should have asked him for a debt.

Each loan note has his signature fingerprints, black and white, and he can't even accept the debt.

"First, let me express my opinion!"

Li Xiu wants to be an old man, but he wants to be an old man with status even more.

"I know you are afraid that I will not admit your debts if I leave the palace. But I am also a prince after all, and I also have the dignity of a prince. Since I have an IOU, I will admit these debts!"

Li Xiu's statement made everyone feel relieved.

But then, Li Xiu's uncle's background was accidentally revealed, "Actually, you understand that I can't afford it, right!"

Uncle Li Xiu’s thoughts are very clear.

"When you gave me money, you didn't plan to let me pay it back. You just invested in me. Since it was an investment, there were risks. Now I'm bankrupt. As an investor, you should be at your own risk!"

Li Xiu's words made everyone look at each other. They couldn't understand what investment or bankruptcy, but there was one sentence they understood: At your own risk!

After talking for a long time, I still want to pay back the bill!

An older royal family member said, "Thirty-Balang, you can't say that. Since there is a loan note, and your fingerprints and signature, you can't deny this debt."

A eunuch next to him also yelled: "Actually, we don't want to force debts. We wait for when you have money and when will you pay it back, but we get the news that you will be sent to the South Courtyard, so we are anxious."

What is the South Courtyard? Li Xiu was confused.

The creditors did not notice that Li Xiu was distracted.

"No matter what, our money is not blowing, and we save money by saving frugality. At most, we don't need interest, but you have to pay back the capital, so it's impossible to say you don't want it."

What does it mean to send him to the South Courtyard by himself? Li Xiu was still thinking about this sentence, and he felt a little wrong.

"Everyone, wait a moment, I'll go to the toilet and promise not to escape or dizzy."

Li Xiu quickly walked into the yard and pulled Zhang Ping over and asked, "They said they wanted to send me to the South Courtyard. Where is the South Courtyard?"

Zhang Ping and Zhao Hu suddenly turned pale.

"Brother Xiu, you can't go to the South Courtyard!"

"Tell me clearly, what is the South Courtyard?" Li Xiu was a little impatient.

"The South Court is a place where the royal family is convicted. In the eastern capital Luoyang, it usually doesn't last a few years after entering the South Court."

"Not right!"

Li Xiu became even more confused, "Aren't I demoted to a commoner? Why did I become a guilty prince again?"

Zhang Ping sighed, "Demolishment and conviction are almost the same, but the difference between the severity of the punishment. Going to the South Courtyard is also a commoner. Niu Xiantong is cruel and ruthless!"

"Who is Niu Xiantong?"

"This matter is long, they are here."

Li Xiu turned around and saw several creditors walking out of the room quickly.

Some people stood behind him, and some people blocked the hospital door.

The situation changed, and Li Xiu quickly adjusted his thinking.

Anyway, he will try to stay in the palace.

He returned to the room and sat down like an old man.

All the creditors stood opposite him and looked at him with a gaze.

"I really want to pay back everyone's money, but everyone knows that I will go to the South Courtyard tomorrow afternoon, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to go back to the palace in the future.

And even if I don’t go to the South Courtyard, I will only have fifteen jin of money a month, and I will have to eat, pay rent, and pay for the food.

Maybe I will start a family and have children soon, and I guess fifteen stakes of money are not enough.

I want to set up a stall to make money and pay off my debts, but the palace does not allow it!

Let me tell you, how should I pay this debt?"

Present facts, reasoning, and a identifiable man pays attention to being tempted by one's conduct.

Silence is not only silence but also silence.

No one knows what to do?

"Thirty-balang means, let's just forget about this debt? We think we are unlucky?"

An old man with status must not only know how to guide him or her, but also know how to fish and make a nest.

"No! No! No! I never have this idea. I don't want to damage my reputation. My conscience will be uneasy. If I borrow money and don't pay it back, my mother will not forgive me."

"Then what do you think you should do!"

"Things are simple!" Li Xiu smiled like a thousand-year-old fox.

He threw down another piece of bait.

"Actually, I have an idea that everyone needs to work together to pay off the debt within one or two years."

Everyone was about to despair, and Li Xiu's words made everyone see a glimmer of hope in despair.

"What's your solution?"

The fish finally bit the hook, and it’s time to pull the rod below, be fast and ruthless!

"You go and ask someone to find a relationship, but in short, you ask the Interior Bureau not to let me go out of the palace.

Then we work together to fight back the title that originally belonged to me. As long as my property is taken back, your debts will be resolved."

Everyone looked at each other, is this working?

The old man Li Xiu took another net and cut off the hope that the fish were struggling back into the water.

"You want to recover your debt, this is the only way!"

………….

"Brother Xiu, will it work?" Zhang Ping and Zhao Hu asked worriedly.

"Who knows?"

He had a very bad luck in his previous life, and hoped that he would be better in this life.

It was raining at night, drizzling, and the creditors were still nervously connecting, but Li Xiu was sleeping very sweetly.

His left hand was placed on the head of the bed, but his palm was shining with blue light.

………………

Daming Palace Interior Affairs Bureau.

A eunuch was engaged in handing over a note, "The bureau order, His Highness the Crown Prince sent a note, hoping to let the thirty-eighth sons stay in the palace for the time being."

Another eunuch also handed over a note, "The bureau order, this is a small request from Concubine Wu, and I also hope that the 38th son of the emperor will not leave the palace for the time being!"

The Interior Bureau made Wang Chengen go crazy.

In just one morning, more than twenty notes of paper were piled on his table.

Concubine Liu Hua, Concubine Zhao Li, Concubine Qian, Concubine Wei Zhaoyi, King Tan, King Zhong, King Di, King E, and King Guang, now the note for the crown prince is also here, and Concubine Wu Hui, the emperor is the most favored.

What the hell is going on? How come that bastard Thirty-Baelang has such great ability?

Wang Chengen went crazy.

He couldn't make the decision on this matter and had to report to General Manager Niu immediately.

………………

Niu Xiantong, the general manager of the main office, had been busy all morning and had just returned to his official room.

After reading the note, he narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Don't tell our family that the prince pleads, the princess pleads, and our family doesn't want to know the rules of the palace. Just simply say, so many people plead for him, what happened?"

Niu Xiantong was very unhappy and originally sent Thirty-eight sons out of the palace this afternoon, but something happened again.

Wang Chengen saw sweat on his forehead, and he didn't know what had happened.

"Master, the little slave knows what happened!"

A little eunuch next to him cleverly seized the opportunity.

"you say!"

"I heard that many people went to Sanshibalang to ask for debts yesterday. Sanshibalang said that it is okay to pay off the debt, but he has to help him stay in the palace, otherwise he will not be able to pay the debt once he leaves the palace."

"What a bastard!" Wang Chengen cursed with a slight face.

"Director Wang, what do you think you should do?" Niu Xiantong glanced at him.

"The chief manager, you can't give him any chance. I suggest you send him out of the palace in the afternoon."

"Can!"
To be continued...