The next morning, Mo Zi arrived as promised. As agreed with Zhou Wen, she waited at the side door of the back hall of Zhu Yu Ji and knocked on the door ring.

  "Wait a minute, I'll go help him out." Zhou Wen was unable to give Mo Zi a good face due to the loss of those pearls and didn't even bother with a greeting, coldly shutting the door.

  Mozzie leaned against the back of the carriage, her mood unaffected by Zhou Wen's ugly face.

  "Mo Ge, why does he look like he's not willing?" Cen Er took over the position of driving the carriage today, replacing Chou Yu. Chou Yu had already gone ahead to prepare for departure at Zhēn Xiá Lǐng.

  "Selling a pearl worth 20,000 taels at cost price of 5,000 taels is naturally not willing in my heart." Mozi returned yesterday and told Xun'er everything except for the Water Purifying Pearl she was going to secretly keep for herself and Yuanqing's background.

  Although Cen Er initially thought it was dangerous, as soon as he heard the name Shui Jing Zhu, he eagerly asked Mo Zi what it looked like. Mo Zi described it in detail, his eyes shining with excitement, saying that it must be the real thing. It turned out that unlike Mo Zi, who knew nothing about Fo Zhen Zhai, Cen Er had long heard of its great reputation and was aware of the Min clan's descendants' obsession with Shui Jing Zhu. Therefore, no matter what, he couldn't oppose it, and even said happily that he thought they would lose a lot on the return trip, but unexpectedly, a big fortune fell from the sky, and Caishen Ye sent it to their doorstep. With this pearl in hand, Qiu San Niang could do whatever business she wanted with ease.

  "I hear that the pearl is not his either, it's the first greedy..." Xian Er sneered at Zhou Wen's selfishness.

  "Cen Er, from now on, it's best not to mention these four words." Mozi signaled him to be silent. "You can call him Mr. Yuan." The former prime minister of the Southern Dynasty was qualified enough to be called Mr.

  "Look at my big mouth." Xun Er stretched out his hand to make a gesture of slapping himself, "I won't say it again. What I mean is, since Mr. Yuan is the master of the house, what can Zhou Wen not bear to part with?"

  "I'm just guessing too. Who knows what kind of relationship those two have? Anyway, as long as they can give us pearls, that's all that matters." She doesn't bother to investigate things that don't affect her, she loves to keep a safe distance.

  The gate opened again, and on the stout back of Zhou Wen, who was like Maitreya Buddha, lay Yuan Cheng with his arms hanging down, still disheveled and bloodstained, looking as if he was about to collapse.

  "Boss Zhou, have you invited a doctor?" asked Mozi as he carefully helped Cen Er into the carriage.

  "Adults don't need to be invited." Zhou Wen still looked a bit gloomy, but when he saw the car curtains being lowered, he obviously let out a sigh of relief.

  The purple ink looked at it in his eyes, and his heart was like a clear mirror. "How is the injury of that adult?"

  "How do I know?" Zhou Wen's tone became stronger, "A nobleman's body is worth a lot of money, how can it be casually looked at by commoners like us? In short, I handed over a living person to you, and since you've taken the payment, just get the job done."

  Mozi lazily didn't bother to argue with him, one foot kicked up the car, calling out Cen Er to hurry up and drive. When Cen Er pulled tight the reins, she bent down and also entered the carriage.

  This is a cargo cart, the carriage is not comfortable, it's made of hard and cheap wood, sitting for a long time makes her bones ache. Considering that someone gave her 200,000 taels for free, she can't treat it carelessly. She specially bought soft cushions and quilts, and also smoked white lotus and cloud grass pills to help relieve pain.

  "Is anyone there? Is anyone there?" Zhou Wen shouted from outside the car shed, lifting up the canvas curtain.

  "Boss Zhou, aren't you regretting and wanting to take your family's elderly back home?" Mozi sat on the right side of Yuancheng.

  Zhou Wengang glared at her with a purple face, ignoring her and continued to call out to Yuan Cheng, "Sir, you're leaving, this... I..." stuttered, his eyes not looking straight.

  "Zhou Wen." Yuan Qing was sitting in the same posture as yesterday, with his hair covering his face, making it impossible to see his facial features and expression.

  "Yes, yes." Zhou Wen hastily replied.

  "You've followed me for so long, you should know what kind of person I am. Once I board the ship safely, the Pearl Jade Record will be yours." Yuan Cheng's voice was weaker than yesterday.

  "An adult's promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Zhou Wen didn't dare to doubt it, but this name change..." Everyone has left, and verbal promises are unreliable."

  "A month later, someone will deliver the deed and official documents with your name on them. From then on, you and I have nothing to do with each other, take care of yourself." Yuan Cheng's lips, cracked and bleeding, curved into a faint smile, "Mò Gē, trouble you, leave now."

  "Thank you, sir." Zhou Wenle was overjoyed and quickly withdrew his hand.

  Almost at the same time, Mozi heard the sound of the door closing.

  "Am I cruel?" She smiled coldly, "It seems Lord Yuan has entrusted the wrong person."

  "You're wrong, if I had entrusted the wrong person, I'm afraid they would have been locked up by now. Zhou Wen is not a good person, but he can take risks for his own benefit. I tempted him with pearls and jade, and he won't betray me if he doesn't get any benefits. Besides, he has helped me make a lot of money. When I left Nan De, I didn't plan to come back for a while. If the person is not there, the shop under my name is also empty, it's better to give it to him." Yuan Cheng paused for a moment and said, "Moreover, without me, Yuan Cheng, Zhu Yu Ji will soon become a miscellaneous goods store that sells women's hairpins, what's there to regret?"

  Mozi thought, indeed, the largest source of goods for Zhuyuji was gone, and things would only get worse. Zhou Wenguan was eager to reap immediate benefits and was anxious to sever ties with Qin Fan, so he wouldn't think about the long-term prospects.

  "If you don't mind, sir, from now on, may I address you as 'mister' to avoid any misunderstandings that might reach the ears of those with ill intentions." The carriage started shaking and Mozi prepared herself for his groans.

  Unexpectedly, he sat cross-legged with his back straight against the wall of the car.

  "It doesn't matter, Mo Ge can also call you by your name." Yuan Cheng's voice was weak, but his tone remained clear.

  "Sir, you'd better lie down and rest. From the city to where I moor my boat, it takes two hours by fast horse. This carriage is originally for carrying goods, not as comfortable as ordinary carriages, sitting for too long will make your bones scatter. I see that sir is injured quite badly, it's better to sleep more and preserve your strength." Mozi couldn't ask Cen Er to slow down the horse because he had agreed with everyone to depart at noon, he couldn't be late.

  "Lying down, I'm afraid I won't be able to get up; falling asleep, I may never speak again." He didn't want to die, and he couldn't die. Yuan Cheng stubbornly sat up, "This cushion and quilt are all new, Mo Ge is thoughtful, Yuan Mou is grateful beyond words."

  In this physical condition, he can still have sharp observational skills, Mozi really gained insight.

  "You don't have to thank me, sir. I've received benefits from you, so it's only right that I return the favor in some way. As long as it doesn't cost the life of one of my crew members, if you have any requests, just let me know and I'll do my best to satisfy them reasonably." Mo Zi said sincerely.

  In a grand sense, she's like this, and people might call her a dog leg. However, in this rigidly hierarchical social system, what good is it for a woman with no one to rely on to be loyal? Yuan Cheng may have been a thorn in the side of all the people of Nandu, but now he's a passenger on Mozi's boat. Once you board her boat, you share a common fate. Moreover, he promised that if anything unexpected happens, he would take his own life and not implicate her or anyone else.

  Why be harsh on someone whose life is precarious?