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Chapter 1328: Chapter 1127: Jiwei Residence Changes Surname to Qiao_1 Chapter 1328: Chapter 1127: Jiwei Residence Changes Surname to Qiao_1 “The penalty silver decreed by the ‘Daqi Laws’ cannot be delayed simply through a mutual agreement between acquaintances.”

The majesty and sanctity of the ‘Daqi Laws’ are inviolable; whatever the amount of penalty silver set, the Wu family must produce it.

“When the Shen Family’s property was confiscated, there were so many gold that nearly blinded people. The Wu family and the Shen family are both top-tier aristocratic families, but how could their wealth differ so much? If you cannot produce the silver now, then use the estates and shops to offset it. The Prime Minister himself has handed over Jiwei House,” Yang Ye spoke up.

“This…” Wu Yuanxian hesitated, and then a look of despair appeared on his face, “After ransacking the entire household, we will surely gather the required penalty silver.”

Using estates and shops which yield annual income to offset the current silver is like killing the goose that lays the golden eggs, incurring even greater losses.

It must not be done, it’s better to pay with silver on hand.

“A deadline of three days,” Yang Wenxiao, sitting at the head, spoke, “Minister Wu, can you do it?”

Wu Yuanxian wore an expression of utter hopelessness, “I can.”

“Then, you may leave. Your son indeed needs to be properly disciplined,” Yang Wenxiao said, turning his gaze to Yu Ang, “Prime Minister, if you cannot come up with the silver, then hand over the accounting book of Jiwei House to Qiao Xiaomai. When the profits from Jiwei House have accumulated enough to cover the penalty silver, the accounting book will be returned to you.”

Yu Ang also wore an expression of lifelessness, and his voice was as low as the buzz of a fly, “Understood.”

Yang Wenxiao waved his hand, and the group from the Wu family and those young men from aristocratic families bowed and withdrew, leaving only Qiao Xiaomai, Yang Ye, and Yang Zheng among a few others in the grand hall.

“You haven’t had lunch yet, have you? Come, come, sit down and let’s eat together,” Yang Wenxiao warmly invited them, signaling the palace maid to prepare the dining table.

The several of them indeed hadn’t had lunch. Once seated, they immediately picked up their chopsticks and began to eat.

Yang Wenxiao had already eaten his fill before, and had just had a large bunch of grapes; now he was full. He served himself a bowl of Sweet Potato Corn Porridge and sipped it listlessly, a benevolent smile on his face, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Qiao Xiaomai and Yang Ye.

Qiao Xiaomai too was sipping on Sweet Potato Corn Porridge, longing for the taste of corn that she hadn’t savored in a long time.

But Yang Wenxiao’s smile was somewhat frightening, making her spine tingle, “Your Highness, please don’t look at us like that, speak to us.”

“There’s no need to speak, my smile says it all,” Yang Wenxiao replied.

“Is it just thirty million taels?” To smile like this, Qiao Xiaomai tilted her head, somewhat puzzled.

“You seem very confident,” Yang Wenxiao chuckled, his gaze shifting to Yang Ye, “Go on then, how did you turn those dice into powder?”

Yang Ye, who was voraciously gnawing on a chicken leg, heard the question, lifted his hand and shook the chopsticks in his hand; in the next instant, the chopsticks turned into powder and fell sprinkling down.

With a sweep of his large hand, all the powder settled into his palm, not spilling a single grain onto the dining table.

He took a cloth from his bosom, placed the powder on it, and then picked up a spare pair of chopsticks from the table to continue his meal.

“Wow! Amazing~!” Yang Zheng’s young face was full of awe.

“Tsk,” Yang Ye hummed ambiguously, his handsome face unable to hide his envy.

So cool!

That was so cool!

Along with the scene of shattering the dice in the morning, the amazing counterattack, it was too cool!

If such a scene were to take place with himself as the protagonist, it would certainly be sensational!

How on earth did Yang Ye achieve such martial arts!

The envious look on his face became fierce!

Seeing this, Qiao Xiaomai lifted her hand and poked his arm, “Your Highness asked you a question. Stop showing off.”