Since they were at the gates of the Imperial Palace, it was impossible to know how many of the Emperor's spies were watching. No matter how reluctant he was, First Prince Rong Ruixue could only relent. "Third Brother, just go back and rest easy. As for the silver you owe Zhou Gang, I will have someone deliver it later."
If he had someone deliver it personally, it remained to be seen whether Zhou Gang would even dare to accept it. That way, this favor wouldn't be a total loss.
If Rong Ruiyuan borrowed the silver now, it would likely never be returned, so he might as well handle it himself. Besides, what kind of nonsense was this? He clearly only owed four thousand taels of silver, yet he wanted to borrow ten or twenty thousand. Was he not afraid of biting off more than he could chew?
"Let's not trouble you, Eldest Imperial Brother. Just give the silver to me. I still have to take my concubine to apologize in person. This way, we will appear more sincere."
