Fantasy: After three years in prison, the dude is out Chapter 148

Outside the Prime Minister’s residence.

“May I ask what brings the Heir of the Marquis of Xie to the Prime Minister’s residence?”

A middle-aged man in brocade robes, with an extraordinary demeanor, looked at Xie Weilou, a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

He was none other than Wei Xianming, the son of Prime Minister Wei Zhongchen.

Wei Xianming did not enter the imperial court as an official, but instead entered the Holy Academy, and is now a teacher there.

Xie Weilou smiled and cupped his fist. “I’m here to see Prime Minister Wei. He asked me to come.”

“Nonsense! How could my grandfather possibly ask a wastrel like you to come here?”

An angry voice rang out, and then a Jianzi (shuttlecock) flew out of the residence, heading straight for Xie Weilou’s face.

“……”

Xie Weilou seemed to not have reacted at all, standing still in place.

Wei Xianming casually waved his hand, and the Jianzi flew to the side. He looked towards the residence, frowning. “Nonsense! How can you be so disrespectful to the Heir?”

“Hmph!”

A delicate snort sounded, and a woman in a peach-colored dress walked out, with fair skin, a curvy figure, and eyes like ink gemstones, with a hint of cunning.

This was Wei Zhongchen’s granddaughter, Wei Changle.

Wei Changle put her hands on her hips, glaring at Xie Weilou. “Xie Weilou, what are you doing at my house? You’re not welcome here!”

Xie Weilou said with a thick smile, “Prime Minister Wei mentioned before that Miss Changle has reached the age for marriage, so he specially asked me to come and take a look.”

“……”

Wei Xianming raised an eyebrow, his gaze towards Xie Weilou carrying a hint of displeasure.

He found this kid from the Marquis of Zhenxi’s estate very unpleasant to the eye, very annoying!

“You… what nonsense are you talking about? How could my grandfather say such a thing?”

Wei Changle glared angrily at Xie Weilou, wanting to beat him up. She had met Xie Weilou a few times before, and found him very annoying.

Xie Weilou shrugged slightly. “That’s the truth! But you can rest assured, I’m not interested in you.”

“Hmph! I wouldn’t want someone like you even if you were giving yourself away.”

Wei Changle gritted her teeth.

But she felt inexplicably upset. In Tianqi City, who didn’t know that Xie Weilou liked to frequent taverns and brothels?

As long as it was a woman, as long as she looked decent, as long as she was alive, he could charm her soul away. Now, he was saying he wasn’t interested in her?

Was he saying that her charm wasn’t good enough?

“Boy, come in.”

Inside the residence, Wei Zhongchen’s voice rang out.

“Coming.”

Xie Weilou ignored Wei Xianming and Wei Changle, and directly entered the residence.

“……”

Wei Xianming stared at Xie Weilou’s back, wondering what he was thinking.

Wei Changle clenched her fists, and said angrily, “I don’t understand why the old man wants him to come here.”

Wei Xianming shook his head, and walked inside.

In the courtyard.

Wei Zhongchen sat on a chair, leisurely drinking tea. He looked at Xie Weilou. “Boy, what brings you here to see me?”

Xie Weilou said with a smile, “I heard that the Prime Minister loves ancient paintings, so I specially got a peerless painting, hoping the Prime Minister will like it.”

After saying that, he handed the painting in his hand to Wei Zhongchen.

“Peerless painting?”

Wei Zhongchen became interested. He put down his teacup, took the painting, opened it, and a look of astonishment appeared in his eyes.

He stared at Xie Weilou, his expression strange. “Boy, where did you get this painting?”

Xie Weilou said, “I bought it! It cost three thousand taels of silver.”

“Three… three thousand taels?”

Wei Zhongchen’s face darkened. He said angrily, “This painting is worth at least ten thousand taels, of gold!”

Xie Weilou couldn’t help but click his tongue, and quickly said, “It’s good that you like it, old man!”

The painting was indeed good, a work of a master, but at most it was worth a hundred taels of silver, and he’s saying ten thousand taels of gold? This old fogey is senile!

“Hmph!”

Wei Zhongchen snorted coldly, his expression still full of displeasure. He asked, “Boy, you’re giving me such a valuable painting, is there something you want?”

Xie Weilou said with a smile, “The older ginger is spicier! It’s like this, tomorrow my two brothers are going to be buried, and I plan to give them a grand send-off, so I plan to invite people from the Prime Minister’s residence to have a meal and exchange feelings!”

He said he was asking for people from the Prime Minister’s residence, not inviting the Prime Minister. It would naturally be inappropriate for the dignified Prime Minister of Great Xia to attend the funeral of two young boys!

When Wei Zhongchen heard this, his face turned black. He understood what this kid was up to. Was this kid planning to extort him?

He first gave a painting, and if people from the Prime Minister’s residence really went tomorrow, it wouldn’t be right if they didn’t bring something.

This kid’s opening bid was three thousand taels, and if the Prime Minister’s residence gave less than three thousand taels as a gift tomorrow, it would be a little embarrassing…

“This matter… what do you think, old man…”

Xie Weilou looked at Wei Zhongchen.

“Hmph! Tomorrow I’ll let that girl Changle go.”

Wei Zhongchen said with a face full of impatience.

This kid was full of bad ideas, and he even planned to scheme against the Prime Minister’s residence.

“Thank you, Prime Minister.”

Xie Weilou quickly saluted.

“I’m not keeping you for dinner, go back.”

Wei Zhongchen waved his hand.

“Farewell.”

Xie Weilou saluted again, and turned to leave.

After Xie Weilou left.

Wei Xianming walked over, looking at the painting in Wei Zhongchen’s hand. “Father, this painting…”

“See for yourself.”

Wei Zhongchen directly threw the painting to Wei Xianming.

Wei Xianming took the painting, looked at it, and his expression froze. “Isn’t this your painting?”

Wei Zhongchen said speechlessly, “Back then, the Zhenfu Envoy asked me for a painting, and I gave it to him, but I didn’t sign it. This painting has been in the Tianquan Division all along, and this kid actually just swiped it and gave it to me as a gift.”

Wei Xianming’s face was full of strangeness. “Does he not know that this painting was made by you? Or is he aware of this, but still deliberately did this?”

“He knows shit, he actually said that this painting was bought for three thousand taels. This Prime Minister’s painting is worth at least ten thousand gold, right? That kid has no eye for art!”

Wei Zhongchen was extremely unhappy.

As the dignified treacherous minister of Great Xia, if he casually threw out a painting, wouldn’t everyone frantically to buy it, and they had to with gold?

Xie Weilou saying that this painting was worth three thousand taels, wasn’t that slapping his face?

Wei Xianming smiled wryly. “Then what does Father plan to do?”

Wei Zhongchen said, “Prepare ten thousand taels of silver, and let Changle send it over tomorrow. I want to see, who will go to the Xie family tomorrow.”

A treacherous minister naturally had to have a strong foundation. Casually a few thousand taels of silver was an easy thing.

Otherwise, how could he be a treacherous minister if he was penniless?

“Understood.”

Wei Xianming nodded lightly.