Da Tang Si Zi: My Six Super Rich Little Nuggets!

Chapter 49 How will Zi'an and Sizi deal with Zhang 3?

To say that Zhang San is a liar is not actually true.

However, Si Zi knew perfectly well that Zhang San must have some connection with the government, otherwise he wouldn't be able to help people so openly.

However, there were two things that Si Zi couldn't understand:

First, if the fee was collected by the government, and Zhang San claims he was just a errand runner, not taking a penny, only acting out of friendship with a fellow villager, his character doesn't make sense. If that's the case, why doesn't the government use its own officials? And why is there any guarantee of payment?

Secondly, before anything even happened, they inexplicably demanded 300 taels of silver from Ninth Master, without even seeing the promised gift!

Zhang San immediately put on a pitiful look, saying, "Ninth Master, your family is so wealthy and powerful, and the villagers are never short of money. As for me, I'm just a gofer, and my family is almost starving. I kindly paid the money to the government for you, but I was afraid of taking up your time. You can't expect me to pay for it myself, can you?!"

Qiu Rongmu was a good person, and was immediately persuaded by the crocodile tears, nodding repeatedly as he listened to the small fry Zhang San's cryptic questions.

Sizi could tell that he had softened his heart again.

Although Ninth Master is usually a perfectionist Virgo who can't tolerate any flaws, he also has high moral standards. How could he allow Zhang San, who was trying to help, to pay the money upfront?!

The master immediately stood up, grabbed the butler, and hurriedly tried to get the money.

Seeing this, the little ox burst into tears!

Qiu Rongmu felt a pang of heartache and stopped walking. The old man also turned around and looked at her with concern.

"Why aren't you all listening to me?!" Si Zi shouted.

Qiu Rongmu comforted her, saying, "Sizi, don't worry, Ninth Master doesn't want to make things difficult for this young man."

“Although you are kind-hearted, we cannot let the evil ‘chanting’ succeed!!!” Si Zi retorted.

Zhang San, the henchman, sensing the kindness of Ninth Master and Qiu Rongmu, chimed in, "Little sister, you are so young, how can you call me a villain?!"

Zhang San thought everyone would sympathize with him and wouldn't care about the child's words. However, Ninth Master didn't blame Si Zi, because everyone knew this child was no ordinary child!

The teacher, Zi'an, saw what just happened. After finishing his class, he came out, saw what was going on, and after understanding the situation, he also defended Sizi.

Zi'an said to Zhang San, "I think there's no problem, just do as we say. We didn't ask you to pay any money upfront, and there haven't been any expenses yet. Although you've recorded this, go back and get your travel permit first, and we'll discuss the expenses later."

When the henchman saw that Ninth Master's younger brother, a well-known schoolteacher in town, was speaking, he dared not argue any further for fear of making things worse. So he said, "Alright, young master, I'll go get the documents right away. They're at the town government office."

In the blink of an eye, the henchman returned and respectfully handed the travel document to Ninth Master.

Ninth Master glanced at it and said, "Alright, the steward and I will go get the silver."

Just then, Sizi suddenly shouted again, "Wait!!! Wait a minute!"

Zhang San, the henchman, was stunned and asked, "What is it now, little miss?!"

Qiu Rongmu was a good person, and immediately followed Zhang San's lead, looking at Sizi.

Si Zi was as anxious as a grasshopper on a hot pan. He climbed onto a stool to look at the documents on the table. Zi An also came over to read them carefully and said, "These documents are correct, and the official seal is genuine. But it doesn't make sense to hand over this silver."

Seeing that the master and the steward had stopped again, Zhang San became a little anxious: "Gentlemen, what do you mean by unreasonable?! If you want to sell the herbs you've grown, you must go through this procedure, and the expenses are not for me to take. I'm just doing this for you out of kindness, even pre-paying for the money to help you with the procedures. You gentlemen, be the judge, Ninth Master shouldn't be giving me money so soon!!!"

The villagers had all paid their share of silver, so naturally they nodded and started gossiping. A cacophony of voices rose up...

Autumn's countenance, though simple and unassuming, occasionally nodded to show that it understood.

Ninth Master was eager to make a house call and couldn't afford to waste time with these people, so he ordered his steward to pay the money and he went out in a carriage.

Seeing this, the steward observed Zi'an and Sizi's reactions, understood the situation, and did not rush to act.

Zi'an said, "Zhang San, since you came to my residence to handle matters in person today, I will certainly not treat you unfairly. It is getting late now, and I will go to the government office tomorrow to inquire about the details. I will definitely make it up to you afterwards."

Zhang San seemed a little anxious: "You're a wealthy and powerful family, you can't just not give me the money, can you?!"

Seeing that the steward was equally resolute, he dismissed the villagers who had come to help, then turned around and suggested, "How about this, I know the head of the government office, and I will communicate with them later. Ninth Master's daily practice of treating and saving lives is a virtuous act, and he should be exempted from payment. He only needs to pay 100 taels of silver."

Si Zi interjected, "Didn't you already pay 300 taels in advance?!"

Zhang San replied, "Miss, there's no need to worry about this. I will use my connections to resolve this matter."

Zi'an, the butler, and Sizi exchanged glances, their hearts in perfect harmony.

The butler urged Zhang San, "Hurry back, it's getting late, see you tomorrow!"

Zhang San was indeed extremely busy with his own affairs. As he jogged out, he said, "Oh dear, I have so many things to do. I've been delayed at your residence for so long, and you've really taken my kindness for granted. Oh well, oh well!"