The Prodigal Son

The next day, Qin Yu went to the College of Arts to check in as usual.

The main purpose was to check whether Su Zhen had fulfilled his bet.

"Good morning, Lord Qin!"

"Lord Qin, have you had breakfast yet?"

"Lord Qin, please come inside and have a seat..."

As soon as Qin Yu entered, he was warmly welcomed by the officials of the Academy.

This is in stark contrast to their arrogant demeanor yesterday.

Qin Yu ignored them and went to Su Zhen, who was writing furiously. "Have I finished my work?"

"Working on it!"

Su Zhen, with dark circles under her eyes, answered without looking up.

"Excellent, excellent!"

Qin Yu nodded in satisfaction, then patted him on the shoulder, "Do a good job! If you do a good job, I'll treat you to a foot massage at Wan Jia Restaurant as a reward!"

Hmm, Su Zhen is pretty good!

Although I'm full of resentment, I still have to do what I need to do!

"If you have nothing better to do, go sit down and have some tea! Don't come here making sarcastic remarks!"

Su Zhen gritted her teeth and glared at him before picking up her pen again to write.

That bastard is so carefree!

I stayed up until midnight last night, doing things that he should be doing!

The key point is that he still gets to collect his own salary!

I've become his slave!

At this moment, an official in his thirties offered Qin Yu tea.

"See? This is what enlightenment is!"

Qin Yu glanced at everyone, then accepted the tea with satisfaction. "What's your name again? What's your position?"

"Yang Jichun, Compiler of the Academy of Arts!"

"Compiler? So, you're still my boss?"

"No, no!"

Yang Jichun shook his head repeatedly, asking with a forced smile, "Lord Qin, you...you didn't hang our poems at the Wanjia Restaurant, did you?"

"not yet."

Qin Yu's lips curled into a smile. "Those are the calligraphic works of all the esteemed officials; I'll definitely have them properly framed!"

"I……"

Yang Jichun's face twitched violently, and he immediately pleaded, "Lord Qin, please spare me! I'm begging you, okay?"

"OK!"

Qin Yu readily agreed.

Before he could even rejoice, Qin Yu continued, "How about this! I'll give you a chance! I'll give you a question, and whoever solves it correctly will not have his sycophantic poem displayed at the Wan Jia Restaurant!"

Upon hearing Qin Yu's words, hope was immediately rekindled in everyone's hearts.

They are all highly learned and talented individuals!

How could they not be able to solve the problems Qin Yu set?

Qin Yu didn't waste any time; he immediately walked to the side, picked up his pen, and set a question.

The question is very simple.

How much is one million?

Everyone was overjoyed to see the question written by Qin Yu.

Is it that simple?

"Alright! Let's calculate it slowly!"

Qin Yu put down his teacup. "Whoever can calculate this can come to my residence anytime!"

After saying that, Qin Yu leisurely left the Academy of Arts.

As soon as Qin Yu left, everyone immediately took out their abacuses and began to calculate.

But they soon realized something was wrong.

From one million to one million!

It was easy to calculate at first, but the numbers kept getting bigger and bigger as I went along!

If we were to increase it to one million, it would take forever!

Moreover, if you make even one mistake in the calculation, the final answer will be completely wrong!

It seems simple, but it's actually incredibly difficult!

Even if they racked their brains until the abacus was smoking, they still couldn't figure it out!

"asshole!"

An official angrily threw down his abacus, shouting, "This bastard is playing us!"

The crowd echoed their sentiments and condemned Qin Yu.

After leaving the Academy of Arts, Qin Yu prepared to visit the Wan Family Restaurant.

This is currently his only business.

We still need to pay a little more attention.

However, they hadn't gone far when Qi Dachui suddenly looked as if he'd seen a ghost, pointing in astonishment to their right front, "Thirteenth Young Master, quick...look!"

Qin Yu was puzzled and immediately looked in the direction Qi Dachui was pointing.

Upon seeing this, Qin Yu's eyes widened in surprise.

What the hell!

Lü Si!

This grandson is even wearing an official's robe?

Damn it!

Was Lü Si also granted an official position?

Lü Si had noticed Qin Yu long ago.

To be precise, he went specifically to the College of Arts to find Qin Yu.

He was very pleased with the shocked expressions on Qin Yu and Qi Dachui's faces.

Yes, that's the effect I wanted!

"drive!"

Lu Si spurred his horse and rode up to Qin Yu like a victorious general, almost tilting his head back at a 45-degree angle to look at the sky.

Seeing Lü Si's appearance, Qin Yu was speechless.

Show-off!

Lu Si smiled and said, "Lord Qin, what a coincidence!"

Qin Yu raised an eyebrow and smiled. "What, are you going to kowtow to me?"

Lu Si curled his lip, "We're both seventh-rank officials, why should I..."

Before Lü Si could finish speaking, Qin Yu began to pull out the gold medal.

Seeing the gold medal peeking out from under his fingertips, Lü Si's expression changed, and he immediately shouted, "If you're so tough, don't pull out your gold medal!"

You bastard!

All they know is how to use a gold medal to intimidate others!

Qin Yu temporarily put the gold medal back. "Dismount and let's talk!"

"you……"

Lu Si's face twitched. After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'll dismount then!"

It's better to dismount and talk than to wait for Qin Yu to pull out the imperial gold medal and then bow deeply to him.

"That's more like it."

Qin Yu smiled with satisfaction. "Tell me, what is your official position now?"

Lu Si glared at Qin Yu resentfully and replied, "A seventh-rank supervising clerk in the Ministry of Justice's Criminal Investigation Department!"

"You, a mere clerk, want to be promoted?"

Qin Yu curled his lip, "I think you're more like a clerk who'd rather hang himself!"

He was granted an official position, which at least showed that he had made some contributions!

This guy has neither merit nor talent, so why should he be a seventh-rank official?

"fart!"

Lu Si glared at Qin Yu, "Let me tell you, I'm in charge of prisoners serving corvée labor! If you ever commit a crime and get thrown into corvée labor, you'll have to beg me to take care of you!"

"Getting cocky again, huh?" Qin Yu raised an eyebrow and reached into his sleeve.

"No, no!"

Qin Yu was about to pull out his gold medal again when Lü Si quickly stopped him, "Don't forget, it was me who helped you catch Xie Yu! Otherwise, you wouldn't even know how you died!"

You bastard!

So what if you have a broken gold medal?

What's with the attitude?

My sister is really something. This scoundrel is so reckless, yet she still rewarded him with a gold medal?

That's just plain insane!

Qin Yu rolled his eyes at him and asked again, "You got an official position just because of this?"

What credit did he deserve?

If it weren't for the old man ordering Xu Wan to send people to monitor him, he would be dead!

If there is any credit, it is the credit of Xu Wan and Baojing Division!

What's it to him!

"What do you mean by 'that's all'?"

Lu Si was very dissatisfied and said with great arrogance, "I worked with the Treasure Mirror Division to capture a major cult criminal and even uncovered a treason case! Do you think this is a trivial matter?"

"Get lost!"

Qin Yu waved his hand impatiently, "I don't care what official position you are, stop hanging around in front of me! I'm in a good mood today, too lazy to deal with you! But the day I'm in a bad mood, I'll make you kneel down and sing..."

"There's an assassin!"

A loud shout abruptly interrupted Qin Yu.

At the same time, Qi Dachui leaped off his horse and headed straight for the opposite pavilion.

"Whoosh!"

Two sharp arrows pierced the air and struck.

Qi Dachui reached out and grabbed a sharp arrow with one hand, while swinging his golden mace with the other.

"clang!"

The arrow struck the golden mace and fell to the ground with a thud.

Qin Yu's expression changed, and he quickly dismounted and moved closer to the wall behind him.

"Wait for me!"

With a shout, Lü Si moved as if he had wheels of fire on his feet, quickly closing in on Qin Yu.

He knew that Qi Dachui would definitely protect Qin Yu!

As long as he stays close to Qin Yu, Qi Dachui will protect him!

"Get lost!"

Qin Yu kicked Lü Si away and shouted at the top of his lungs into the distance, "Heroes of the Holy Fire Sect! Lü Si captured your people! If you want revenge, find him! Shoot him..."

As he spoke, Qin Yu pointed at Lü Si...