Arrival in Another World 022, Jade Pavilion

  Yuewang County is one of the largest counties in Luan State, with a vast territory and a long history. Many famous people have emerged from this county throughout the ages, including several high-ranking officials currently active on the imperial court.

  The Li family was the richest in Yuewang County, and the head of the household was named Li Fu'an. He was a skilled businessman, but his body was not good. He had always been physically weak, and after years of working hard for business, he became even weaker and more ill in his later years. Of the twelve months in a year, five were spent in bed due to illness.

  If it were another merchant's family, they would probably be robbed of some property by their relatives, but fortunately, the Li family had not only a fierce matriarch but also two promising sons.

  The eldest son, Li Yulan, obtained a high-ranking official position and married the daughter of a high-ranking official from the Ministry of Rites. His career was bright, he had sons, and outsiders naturally did not dare to bully him easily.

  Moreover, Li Jia's second son, Li Yutang, was born with a clever mind and showed extraordinary business talent from an early age. His unique and sharp vision was repeatedly praised by the head of the Li family. Although he was only eighteen years old, his temperament was calm and stable. Now, all three of Li Jia's businesses were handled by him, making him a legend at just eighteen years old.

  Haitang Garden, a spacious study, doors and windows slightly ajar, warm spring breeze wafting in, incense burner auspicious beast, smoke curling gently.

  As soon as I entered the door, what caught my eye was a high-quality sandalwood bookcase that covered an entire wall. It was intricately carved and of excellent quality, obviously crafted by a master artisan. Logically speaking, such a precious bookcase would naturally hold equally precious rare books, but instead, there wasn't even half a book in sight - all that filled the shelves were account ledgers.

  Against the window was a large desk, on which everything was arranged in an orderly manner. The four treasures of the study were naturally displayed on it, and one side was piled high with ledgers, nothing but ledgers.

  In the quiet afternoon, the study emits a comfortable tranquility, occasionally accompanied by the sound of flipping pages and abacus calculations, making this study even more leisurely.

  A servant of the Li family quietly entered and did not make any noise, because the second young master disliked being disturbed. The outermost layer on the desk was the account book that the second young master had reviewed without error, and the servant only needed to quietly enter, take the account book and quietly exit.

  Just as the steward was about to leave the study with the account book, a voice from behind the desk called out to him. "Come back."

  That voice is as clear as a spring under the moon, refreshing and pleasant to listen to.

  "Yes." The servant hastily stopped in his tracks, turned around respectfully and waited for Second Master's orders.

  Behind the desk, the man was dressed in white, with a pale face, narrow and long eyes slightly raised, full of laziness, a slender nose bridge high, below which was a faintly pink lip. The lips were not thick, without any arc, neither happy nor angry.

  His hair was even more black and shiny against his white skin and the snow-white clothes, tied up on top of his head with a pearl-embroidered hair crown.

  Those pearls are plump and lustrous, worth a fortune, but this eye-catching hairpin can't steal the spotlight from its owner.

  This is Li Yu-tang, the second son of the Li family. His good looks are renowned throughout the land, and it's rare for a young woman not to have her heart stirred by him at first sight.

  But what attracts people is not just his appearance, but his temperament.

  Although he was born into a merchant family, not a hint of mercantile smell can be found on him, only an ethereal sense of being detached from the world. Moreover, because of his fondness for wearing white clothes, he was given the beautiful title "Wangyue's Exiled Immortal".

  Although he called out to the steward who was preparing to turn around and leave, he didn't lift his head. His slender eyes were still fixed on the account book in his hand, and his thin lips opened slightly. "Tomorrow is the day when the Su family winery sends wine, isn't it?"

  The housekeeper nodded and said respectfully, "Yes." In his heart, he couldn't help but feel sorry for the young master of their own family - that Su village's female rascal, how dare she repeatedly have designs on the second young master, this matter has become a laughing stock in the noble son circle, poor second young master who is uncompetitive with the world, every time he proactively avoids and replaces himself with someone else, this Su Lianhui must die ten thousand times.

  "Alright, go ahead." The voice was light and calm, as if this matter had not disturbed the peaceful heart at all.

  "Yes." Holding the account book, the manager retreated out with respect.

  The room fell silent again until a stick of incense had burned out. Only after he finished checking the account book did he slowly lift his head, "Moen."

  As soon as the words fell, a young attendant walked in from outside the study with ease, "Yes, what are your orders, Second Young Master?"

  Her slender white fingers were like fine jade, elegantly lifting a nearby teacup. "Have Cui'er come over."

  "Yes." A young attendant named Mo Nong took his leave and withdrew.

  The faint scent of incense and tea fragrance blended together, filling the entire study room.

  Soon, Mo Nong brought Cui Er back.

  At this time, Cui'er was no longer the arrogant and domineering person she had been a few days ago. She was no longer wearing the silk clothes of a high-ranking maid, but rather the coarse cloth of a low-ranking servant girl. Her hair was no longer adorned with jade pins, but was instead simply tied up in an outdated bun on top of her head, covered in dust and dirt. Her face was pale and tired.

  Since that day, Cui'er and Su Liangwei had a fierce fight which almost resulted in loss of life at the Lee's residence, she was punished to work in the kitchen doing hard labor. The entire Lee household praised Second Young Master for his fair reward and punishment, not showing any favoritism.

  "You can go down now." That pleasant voice was still faint, as if from another world.

  "Yes." Mo Nong retreated upon hearing this.

  Just as Mo Hong left, Cui'er knelt down with a thud and kept kowtowing to the Second Young Master, "Second Young Master, please forgive me, it's all my fault. Please forgive me this time, I'll serve you like a cow or a horse from now on."

  The narrow and long eyes suddenly flashed a hint of killing intent, but the speed was so fast that it was impossible to capture. "You brought so many people with you, not even one mixed person can be killed, what's the use of keeping you?"

  Cui'er's face turned even paler, outsiders all thought that the second young master of the Li family was harmless, but only those who served him closely knew his true nature - comparable to the Asura of hell.

  "Second Master, it's not fair! At that time, I confirmed that Su Lianhui was dead before finding Liu Mama. I really don't know how Su Lianhui came back to life. Second Master, Cui'er has been serving you since she was 13 years old, and now she has served you for three whole years. How could I lie to you?" She said, unable to hold back her sobs.

  It was her first time killing someone, and she couldn't help but feel tense and scared.

  The young man in white clothes behind the desk turned his head slightly, with a look of undisguised disgust in his eyes. "Tomorrow, come to the Su family winery to deliver goods and I'll give you one last chance. If you fail again, go find a rope to hang yourself." His voice was still calm and unhurried, as if he were casually discussing some trivial matter.

  Cui'er, who was kneeling, couldn't help but shiver twice. The young master never kept useless people by his side, and she knew it. It seemed that this time, either Su Liangwei would die, or she would be the one to die.