The Prime Minister Seduced Me to have Babies!-Chapter 467: Can’t Help It, Won’t Listen to Advice

In a restaurant across the street, Jiang Youzhi and Jiang Rong were sitting in a private room having a meal.

At this moment, the dishes had just been served, and Jiang Youzhi picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks and said slowly, "Uncle, it’s good that you came today. I have something I want to say."

Jiang Rong was stuffing food into his mouth and said indistinctly, "Go on, Uncle is listening."

Then, he poured himself a glass of wine.

Just as he was about to pick up the wine glass, Jiang Youzhi took it from him, covering its mouth, "Uncle, what I have to say is important. You need to listen to me clearly. You can drink the wine later."

The whole table was filled with exquisite dishes Jiang Rong had never had before, and at this moment Jiang Rong was in a very good mood, smiling brightly, "Go ahead, speak. Once you’re done, I can have my drink."

Jiang Youzhi seriously said, "Did you bring the IOU from last time, Uncle?"

Jiang Rong instinctively touched his chest, "Of course."

Jiang Youzhi nodded, "I can give you two hundred taels of silver today, Uncle."

Jiang Rong’s eyes immediately gleamed green, "Good, good, good, my nephew is really straightforward."

Jiang Youzhi said unhurriedly, "But before I give you the silver, there are some things I want to make clear."

"Uncle, consider these two hundred taels of silver as buying out the Jiang Family’s favor of raising me. Once you take this silver, I will no longer call you Uncle, and there will be no relationship between us anymore."

Jiang Rong’s chopsticks paused in mid-air, and his face gradually turned gloomy, "Sanlang, aren’t you being a bit unreasonable here?"

"What are two hundred taels of silver? In the future, when you become an official, won’t you make a lot more than that? Uncle is planning to enjoy the good life with you."

Jiang Youzhi slowly shook his head, "Impossible."

"I acknowledge that I’ve eaten your Jiang Family’s rice for eighteen years."

"But if we’re really talking about any favor, there truly is none."

"Think about it, two hundred taels is me being generous. Otherwise, the rice I ate from you is at most worth twenty taels."

Jiang Rong snorted, "So what, who told you to have the surname Jiang?"

"Being part of our family, no matter how big of an official you become or how much wealth you amass, you won’t escape us in this lifetime."

Jiang Youzhi shook his head and sighed, "Uncle, let me give you a piece of advice. People should only take on as much as they can handle."

"Two hundred taels of silver is enough for you to buy dozens of acres of land and live quite comfortably."

"There are not many people in the family now, so you won’t need to spend much."

Jiang Rong put down his chopsticks and pointed at Jiang Youzhi, "Sanlang, do you have any conscience left? You’re wearing silk and satin, and you want your Uncle to just sit in the countryside overseeing a few acres of land? Not on my watch!"

Jiang Youzhi said, "Is Uncle implying that the two hundred taels aren’t enough, and in the future, you expect to wear silk and satin and eat delicacies?"

Jiang Rong nodded and pointed to the dishes on the table, "I’m not asking for much. Eating at this level every day would suffice."

"By the way, I’ll send a message back tomorrow and have Wulang come over quickly."

Jiang Youzhi looked at him quietly for a while, briefly imagining the chaos Jiang Rong and Wulang would wreak on Renxin Hall, and suddenly laughed, "You have quite the imagination."

He didn’t continue speaking, and the hand covering the wine glass loosened.

Jiang Rong quickly picked up the wine glass and ate while drinking.

The whole table was in a mess from Jiang Rong’s eating, and Jiang Youzhi also lost his appetite, just watching Jiang Rong eat.