In the capital of Qingshan Prefecture, Tang Sanlang spent the 20,000 taels of silver given by Lyra Du, and completed all the things she had asked him to do. He returned home with a stack of land deeds in his arms.
"Tang San, Tang San...Brother, brother...wait for me!"
Wen Shiyu was running with sweat all over his forehead, and at the last moment he jumped into the carriage rented by Tang Sanlang.
"what are you doing?"
Tang Sanlang gave him a look of disdain.
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