This son-in-law is wicked in a good way!

The next morning, at the academy.

When the rooster crows, the world turns white.

There are two trees in front of the small courtyard where Zhao Kongcheng lives, one is a jujube tree and the other is also a jujube tree.

Zhao Kongcheng was exceptionally happy today, and even his bowel movements felt much smoother.

Even as he came out, he was humming a tune from his youth.

Suddenly, he took a deep sniff of his collar and sleeves.

He immediately looked disgusted.

"Sigh, this outhouse is much worse than the house that Ping An designed."

"I can't wait to move into the new house!"

Just last night, some old friends I hadn't contacted for years suddenly took the initiative to visit me.

Upon learning their purpose, Zhao Kongcheng was overjoyed.

They all asked him to plead with Zhang Ping'an to buy the house in Wenhua Garden.

Moreover, they were willing to pay an extra five thousand taels of silver for each house.

Zhao Kongcheng's eyes lit up immediately. He barely managed to resist the urge to sell the ten houses he had to them and reluctantly agreed.

He certainly wouldn't plead with Zhang Ping'an on behalf of these people. But he would ask Zhang Ping'an when the house could be sold.

"Let's go ask Ping An first when the house can be sold."

But before he could even descend the mountain, someone else came knocking on his door.

Upon seeing these people from afar, Zhao Kongcheng immediately hid like a mouse seeing a cat.

"Oh no, why are they here!"

These people are all Zhao Kongcheng's creditors.

Most of the 100,000 taels of silver he used to buy the house were borrowed from these people.

When he borrowed the money, these people laughed at him, saying he was crazy for thinking that the houses in that area could appreciate in value!

"No, why should I hide!"

"They're the ones who got slapped in the face!"

Thinking this, Zhao Kongcheng immediately straightened his chest and swaggered forward to meet him.

"Dean Zhao, it's been a few days, but you still look as dashing as ever!"

The middle-aged man in the dark purple robe at the head of the group bowed with a smile.

The others also bowed in greeting, saying, "Dean Zhao must be in a good mood these past few days!"

Zhao Kongcheng smiled slightly and returned the greeting, saying, "Not bad!"

"I will repay the money I owe you all in a few days. I will also pay you the promised interest in full, so please rest assured."

Zhao Kongcheng first shut these people up with his words.

Sure enough, the visitor's expression turned grim upon hearing this.

The leader, in particular, frowned and hissed, "Dean Zhao, what do you mean by that? We came to see you today to catch up, not to collect a debt."

Others chimed in with complaints: "Exactly! Dean Zhao's words were really hurtful."

"We're willing to lend you money because of our past relationship, not for the interest."

"Remember, the person who lends you money when you're in trouble is genuinely trying to help you and is a benefactor you should be grateful to for the rest of your life."

Zhao Kongcheng almost laughed out of anger.

If he hadn't offered such high interest rates, how could these people have lent him money!

Moreover, at that time they made Zhao Kongcheng use the academy as collateral.

"Alright, we're all sensible people. Let's just say what we need to say directly, instead of beating around the bush."

Zhao Kongcheng was too lazy to argue with them.

After a moment of silence, everyone had a different expression, clearly each with their own ulterior motives.

Finally, everyone's eyes turned to the person in the lead.

"Dean Zhao, it's like this, you borrowed thirteen thousand taels from me, promising one thousand taels in interest."

"I don't want this money anymore. Just give me a house in Wenhua Garden. This deal should be a good one for you, right?"

Zhao Kongcheng looked at him strangely, making him feel uneasy.

"Old Xu, to be honest, someone offered me 15,000 yuan last night but I didn't sell. Do you think I'd sell to you?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you, the prices of houses in Wenhua Garden have only just begun to rise."

Everyone was shocked.

They thought they had reached the ninth level with their business acumen, but little did they know, they were only at the second level at best.

"If you have nothing else, please leave."

"I have urgent business to attend to, so I must excuse me!"

Zhao Kongcheng cupped his hands in greeting, his eyes indifferent, his attitude arrogant.

The more humble he was when he borrowed the money, the more pleased Zhao Kongcheng felt now.

Haha... Ping An, the old man has arrived!

When Zhao Kongcheng ran, his backside was exposed to the wind, leaving the crowd looking at each other in bewilderment.

After a while, everyone came to their senses.

"Brother Xu, it seems we're not the only clever ones! Clearly, many have already foreseen the future of the Wenhua Garden residence!"

"That's right. In that case, we should hurry up and buy a house in Wenhua Garden, otherwise, the price might skyrocket in the future!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

The middle-aged man surnamed Xu said, "Let's first find out who owns these houses. If we can't find out, then we'll have to keep an eye on Zhao Kongcheng."

"We'll buy it no matter the price, as long as he's willing to sell."

His face was resolute and full of confidence.

"good!"

The Night Watchman's Office.

Zhao Qianshan closed the doors and windows, wearing only an undergarment, his hair loose over his shoulders, looking disheveled.

But he seemed completely oblivious, sitting at the table, drinking alone.

He was humming a folk song from his hometown brothel when he was young: "Eighteen Touches".

"Just touching the girl's legs makes me wet..."

The reason was none other than hearing the news that the price of houses in Wenhua Garden had soared.

Zhao Qianshan wasn't stupid; his intuition was even sharper than Zhao Kongcheng's. After all, he came from a background as a head constable in the county government, and in later generations, he would definitely be considered a brilliant detective.

dong dong dong...

A series of knocks startled Zhao Qianshan, causing him to spill the wine from his glass all over himself.

"Who is it? Don't they have any sense of public decency?"

"Boss, it's us!"

A group of voices could be heard outside the door, including Wang Qisheng and Zhou Weidong.

Old Wang shouted the loudest.

"Come in!"

Zhao Qianshan smiled knowingly, knowing that these guys were getting restless too.

He put on his coat and adopted a dignified demeanor.

Whoosh... Several iron guards burst in.

"Hehe, boss!"

Wang Qisheng was pushed to the front, and he looked at Zhao Qianshan with a grin.

"What do you want?" Zhao Qianshan asked with a cold, pretentious expression.

"Boss, it's Xiao Chen. He said he heard people say that the houses in Wenhua Garden are going up in price like crazy while he was on patrol, so he urged us to come and ask you about it."

Zhao Qianshan's face hardened: "What are you asking?"

"Of course I'm asking when the house will be sold!" Old Wang said with a smile, rubbing his hands together.

Zhao Qianshan rolled his eyes: "Look at you guys, so pathetic. Ping An already told me privately that the houses in Wenhua Garden have only just started to increase in price."

"You've only made a little money, and you're already so impatient."

"Let's talk about it when it rises to 50,000 taels."

Old Wang immediately gave a thumbs up: "Your insight is brilliant!"

After saying that, Old Wang turned around and slapped the young man behind him on the head: "Little Chen, did you hear that? Follow the adults, you can't go wrong!"

Xiao Chen quickly smiled ingratiatingly, cupped his hands in a salute, and said, "Your Excellency's strategic brilliance and decisive victories are truly admirable!"

"Alright, get lost! Don't bother me unless it's important." Zhao Qianshan waved his hand impatiently, but inwardly he was quite pleased with his subordinates' flattery.