EBE Chapter 475 Prodigal Son
Chapter 475 Prodigal Son
Chapter 475 Prodigal Son
After landing on the island, Kim Gil-chung went to report to the authorities, but Park Heung-fa and the others were not about to walk into a trap. Kim Gil-chung could only comfort Wang Wen-zhou, saying that they would be caught sooner or later.
That evening, Wang Wenzhou hastily buried Qi Siyan. This was South Korea; Wang Wenzhou certainly wouldn't bury Qi Siyan here. He had already planned to take her remains with him when he returned to the Ming Dynasty. Since ancient times, Chinese people have been attached to their homeland, and it is believed that they must be buried in their hometown after death.
Wang Wenzhou sat in front of Qi Siyan's grave, lost in thought. As a conman who had transmigrated from another world, Wang Wenzhou didn't believe in love. Yet, the babies he had slept with in the Ming Dynasty had died one after another because of him. Now, he was truly beginning to believe in love.
Human life is only given once. It's really hard to find any other reason besides love to give up one's own life for others.
Qi Siyan died saving him, and Wang Wenzhou felt deeply guilty, regretting not having treated her better. This little white tiger was very kind; she always felt she was cursed, bringing Wang Wenzhou constant bad luck. Before she died, she told Wang Wenzhou she was sorry.
Recalling the scene, Wang Wenzhou's eyes welled up with tears. Xiao Yanyan was so foolish, so kind; even in her dying moments, she felt it was all her fault. Baihu is truly exceptional! If this were in later generations, men would absolutely be thrilled and worship him.
"Sigh..." Li Mei sighed softly. Her boyfriend had been sitting there blankly for more than an hour. Seeing his sad appearance, she felt very sorry for him.
Li Mei walked over, hugged Wang Wenzhou, and said softly, "Husband, it's getting late, let's go back and rest. We have to get up early to continue our journey tomorrow."
"Yes!" Wang Wenzhou nodded, stood up, bowed deeply to the grave, and said with deep emotion, "Little Yan Yan, I'm leaving now. Don't worry, I will never leave you here. I will definitely take you home."
Li Mei was deeply moved. Although her husband was usually quite frivolous, he was incredibly kind to his wives and concubines. Any woman would be moved by such deep affection from her husband.
"Let's go!" Wang Wenzhou said, putting his arm around Li Mei.
"Yes!" Li Mei nodded, bowed to the grave, and said, "Qi Siyan, we're leaving."
"Wait!" Wang Wenzhou suddenly said.
Li Mei thought Wang Wenzhou wanted to talk to Qi Siyan some more, so she quickly stopped. But to her surprise, her nemesis grinned and started taking off her clothes.
Li Mei gave Wang Wenzhou a reproachful look and said softly, "What are you doing?"
"Damn it!" Wang Wenzhou said with a wicked smile, "Little Yan Yan is lying here all alone, she must be very bored. Let's put on a show for her."
"My dear husband, you're being silly again." Li Mei said, both amused and exasperated, "Husband, let's go home and play. Why are you doing this here?"
"Good girl, sister-in-law!" Wang Wenzhou quickly took off Li Mei's clothes.
"Sigh..." Li Mei sighed. Oh well, her nemesis had just suffered the pain of losing his wife. Let him do whatever he wants, as long as he's happy. If Qi Siyan knew in the afterlife, she wouldn't blame her nemesis.
Wang Wenzhou had sex with Qi Siyan at her grave. Before leaving, he said tenderly, "Little Yan Yan, keep this milk safe. Eat it when you miss me."
Li Mei straightened her clothes, both amused and exasperated. This guy was really unpredictable.
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Five days later, Gongju City, Chungcheong Province, Korea.
Chungcheong Province is one of the eight provinces of Korea. The term "province" is equivalent to a province in the Ming Dynasty. Chungcheong Province is located in the southwestern part of the Korean Peninsula, with Gyeonggi Province to the north. Gongju City is the prefecture of Chungcheong Province.
Inside a teahouse called Fuyunlai, Wang Wenzhou, Li Mei, and Jin Jizhong stopped to rest and drink tea.
For the past few days, Jin Jizhong had been suffering in silence. This young master Wang was extravagant with his money; wherever he went, he insisted on eating the most expensive food and staying in the best accommodations.
Jin Jizhong was a poor scholar who had repeatedly failed the imperial examinations. He ran a private school to earn a meager living and support his family. Jin Jizhong had no money to spare for Wang Wenzhou's extravagant spending. In just a few days, Jin Jizhong had spent all his travel expenses.
This twenty taels of silver was money he had painstakingly saved over three years, all for the purpose of going to Seoul to take the imperial examination. Now, before he even reached Seoul, the silver was all gone.
Jin Jizhong had reminded Wang Wenzhou to be more frugal, but Wang Wenzhou was used to enjoying life and felt that these past few days had been unbearable.
Traveling was difficult; there were no fine sedan chairs, and even carriages were unavailable. They had to rely solely on their own two legs. Wang Wenzhou, a soldier who even had sex with his baby in a sedan chair during campaigns, had never endured such hardship. After walking dozens of miles a day, his legs were so sore he could barely lift them. The blisters on his feet kept bursting and reappearing, a truly agonizing experience.
In Wang Wenzhou's view, they hadn't eaten anything fancy along the way; it was just ordinary home-cooked food, like beef or something, enough to fill their stomachs. But in Jin Jizhong's view, every meal was a luxury.
Jin Jizhong was a scholar who chatted with Wang Wenzhou along the way and admired Wang Wenzhou's talent. Scholars are often a bit stubborn and don't care much about money. Although Wang Wenzhou was a poor wretch who didn't have a single penny and spent all his money on Jin Jizhong, Jin Jizhong didn't mind.
But now that the money is gone, how can they continue their journey? Jin Jizhong had no choice but to ask Wang Wenzhou for money.
"Um...brother...it's just...you know..." Jin Jizhong stammered, the words getting to his lips, but he swallowed them back. He was really embarrassed to mention money to Wang Wenzhou, afraid that Wang Wenzhou would misunderstand and think that he was asking Wang Wenzhou to repay the life-saving grace.
Wang Wenzhou took a sip of tea from Li Mei's mouth and asked, "Brother Jin, what's wrong? Is there anything we can't talk about? Just tell me!"
Jin Jizhong said awkwardly, "Brother, I'm really embarrassed to tell you, we've run out of money."
"Huh?" Ever since Wang Wenzhou transmigrated, he'd never lacked money. He wouldn't even glance at hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, let alone a few dozen. But now, he really was broke.
"Ahem..." Wang Wenzhou coughed awkwardly a few times and said helplessly, "Brother Jin, as you know, I fell into the water and you rescued me. I didn't have any money on me. How much silver did you bring? You've spent it all in just a few days?"
"Twenty taels!" Jin Jizhong held up two fingers, looking very distressed. "My dear brother, I've seen through you. You're a spendthrift! You've spent twenty taels of silver in five days. If I weren't so open with you, I would have kicked you out the door long ago."
"Damn it!" Wang Wenzhou complained, "Brother Jin, look at you, you must have forgotten to bring your money when you went out. You should have said so earlier. Although I don't have any money, I may not have any other skills, but when it comes to making money, even in the Ming Dynasty, I consider myself second to none."
Jin Jizhong rolled his eyes at Wang Wenzhou. The young master Wang was indeed talented, but his mouth couldn't be trusted; he was always boasting and spouting nonsense. That day, when he was drunk, Wang Wenzhou boasted that he had slept with both the Chongzhen Emperor's concubines and Huang Taiji's wife. Even a ghost wouldn't believe such utter nonsense!
Li Mei thought for a moment, then took off a jade bracelet from her wrist and handed it to Wang Wenzhou, saying, "Husband, I have a few pieces of jewelry on me. Please use them as travel expenses."
Wang Wenzhou nodded, handed the bracelet to Jin Jizhong, and said, "Brother Jin, this matter still needs to be entrusted to you. I don't understand Korean and I'm afraid I'll be cheated."
Jin Jizhong nodded, filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment towards Wang Wenzhou. Wang Wenzhou, a spendthrift and extravagant spendthrift, had actually married two stunningly beautiful wives. One of them had even sacrificed herself to save him. Having spent the last few days with Li Mei, Jin Jizhong could tell from her demeanor that she was definitely a lady from a wealthy and influential family.
Jin Jizhong was very puzzled. How could such a young lady marry Wang Wenzhou, that good-for-nothing who was full of lies? It was truly a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung.