How did such immense wealth fall into my family?

Chapter 34 You've fallen for that grandfather and grandson's trick!

"Yes, yes, yes." Qian Laifu supported his granddaughter while silently praying to all the gods and his father to bless them.

Old Dong thought Xiao Gousheng was just a newborn calf unafraid of tigers, while Qian Laifu was ignorant and fearless. "You'll know what it means to fight a losing battle when you've hit your heads and are bleeding," he said.

Xiao Gousheng didn't want to argue with Dong Laoqi, knowing that Dong Laoqi was only trying to help them. "Dad, don't try to persuade me. We're the same kind of people."

Old Dong felt that he and this brat were not the same kind of people at all. He was as simple-minded as a silly roe deer, while this brat was as cunning as an old fox. "Now I'm going to tell you about the situation in Liaoxi Prefecture and Yushu Village. You must remember it well. If you are found out because you don't remember it, I can't save you. I'm a cripple now."

Little Dog Sheng didn't like Dong Laoqi calling him a useless person. "You're not useless. Giving you up was the worst decision that person ever made. That person will definitely regret it."

Qian Laifu chimed in, “That’s right, that’s right. You’re not a useless person. You can hunt and you can write. You’re even better than the scholar. The scholar can only write, he can’t hunt.”

"Alright, enough with the nonsense. Liaoxi Prefecture..."

Dong Laoqi didn't know that what Gousheng said wasn't nonsense, but the truth.

After returning from his trip to the south with his beautiful concubine, Old Master An noticed that he hadn't seen Dong Laoqi for several days. He looked at Young Master An and asked, "Where is that masked boy who was with you?"

Young Master An casually replied, "It's been taken care of."

Grandpa An frowned. "Dealt with it? Did he get involved with your woman, or did he tell your secret to your rival?"

"None of those." Young Master An recounted the story of Prince Xuan. "I'm being lenient by not cutting him into a thousand pieces."

Old Master An sighed inwardly. "Indeed. Fortunately, Prince Xuan didn't hold it against us, otherwise our entire household would have been buried with him."

After the father and son talked about other things, Young Master An wanted to take his leave.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Old Master An said to the servants in the room, "You may all leave now. I'd like to play a few games of chess with the eldest young master."

Grandpa An doesn't like having people around him when he plays chess.

After the servants left, Old Master An's face immediately changed. "Why were you in such a hurry? If Prince Xuan regrets it, what will you give him? Also, that boy is so loyal to you. What will others think if you just deal with him like this? And even if you want to deal with him, you shouldn't humiliate him. He has taken a knife for you before."

Young Master An didn't care. "Prince Xuan hates him to death, how could he regret it? As for what others think? As long as I give them enough money, no one else will have any objections. As for him taking the knife for me, wasn't that what he should do?"

Old Master An glared angrily at his eldest son, An. His son was still too young. "If Prince Xuan truly wanted him dead, he wouldn't have let you handle it. How can you not even see that? Have you been blinded by your achievements these past years?"

How can it be?

Young Master An felt that his father just wanted an excuse to show off his power. "Father, don't worry. Prince Xuan was so angry his face turned black. I told him I had crippled his martial arts and given him to a beggar, and Prince Xuan didn't say anything?"

Did King Xuan know he was dead?

"I don't know. There's no need to tell King Xuan, is there?"

Grandpa An gave Young Master An a deep look. "You've had it too easy these past few years. So easy that you don't even respect others anymore. You'd better find a handsome young man who also knows martial arts to keep in mind."

Young Master An felt that the "others" his father was referring to were himself. "I understand. Father, is there anything else you wish to instruct me to do?"

"Who told King Xuan that the boy was handsome?"

"It should be Qi Hu."

"should?"

"Ah."

Old Master An gave Young Master An another deep look. "A master should let his subordinates compete with each other, but if it turns into infighting, it's like cutting off one's own arms and legs. Call Qi Hu here."

"They can't get him to come. Qi Hu is dead." "What?" Old Master An's eyes widened instantly. Since it was just the two of them in the room, he didn't need to hide his emotions.

Young Master An recounted Qi Hu's story.

Grandpa An frowned after hearing this. "What a coincidence?"

Young Master An also thought it was quite a coincidence. "I went to check, and it really was an accident."

Grandpa An stroked his beard. "Too many surprises would make it no longer a surprise. Call everyone involved in this matter over here, I want to ask them all."

"No need?"

Old Master An glanced at Young Master An. "What? I can't even order you around anymore?"

"No. Your son thinks it's unnecessary. Your son will send someone to call them all over right away."

After saying that, Young Master An left.

Grandpa An rubbed his forehead. He really shouldn't have handed over 80% of the family business to his eldest son so early just because he thought he was smart. It wasn't that he resented his eldest son for not taking his words seriously; he felt he had overlooked something before.

Sometimes, experience is more important than intelligence.

He needs to think carefully about how to train his eldest son.

He's lost both his left and right arms and doesn't seem to care at all.

Young Master An quickly gathered everyone over. Old Master An asked them carefully twice.

After asking the question, Old Master An's mood worsened. "You've been tricked by that grandfather and grandson. They must be masters of martial arts. Qi Hu probably died at their hands too."

Young Master An didn't believe it. "I asked them, and they're just ordinary people."

Grandpa An wanted to kick his eldest son. "If someone could easily tell what's going on, would they still be considered a master?"

Young Master An thought his father was overthinking things. "Why would they save Dong Laoqi? They have nothing to do with Dong Laoqi."

"Who knows? Maybe it was just a casual thing, maybe he was attracted to Dong Laoqi's face, or maybe he thought Dong Laoqi's skills could still be salvaged."

Upon hearing that Dong Laoqi's kung fu might be able to recover, Young Master An began to take it seriously.

Just as Young Master An was about to ask what to do next, the butler's voice came from outside. "Master, Young Master, Guard Xiao from Prince Xuan's side has arrived."

Young Master An's eyelids twitched involuntarily. Could it be that Prince Xuan had truly regretted his decision?
Old Master An glanced at Young Master An and then went out to greet Guard Xiao. Young Master An quickly followed.

Guard Xiao smiled when he saw Old Master An coming to greet him. "Oh dear, how did I disturb you? I've come to see Young Master An."

Young Master An's eyelids twitched even more violently. "Please come in. Who brought me here?"

As Guard Xiao walked inside, he said, "Nothing much? Just checking to see if that ungrateful brat knows his mistake yet?"

His father was right.

Young Master An was extremely depressed.

If his father's other guess is also correct, will Dong Laoqi come back to seek revenge after his martial arts are restored?
While worrying about his own life, Young Master An said to Guard Xiao, "He has been kidnapped by martial arts masters."

Upon hearing this, Guard Xiao refused to leave. "What kind of martial arts expert dares to snatch someone from my lord? I heard that kid is one of your confidants. Are you just making up a martial arts expert to fool me because you don't want to give him to me? Let me tell you, I may be easy to fool, but my lord is not."

(End of this chapter)