After Transmigration, I Picked Up A Husband and Daughter-Chapter 36 - Lacking Justification
Chapter 36: Chapter 36: Lacking Justification
Chapter 36: Chapter 36: Lacking Justification
“Have the books of the sages you read been used to feed dogs? Idling away your days, indulged in eating, drinking, and merry-making, now you’ve even boldened to the extent of robbing in the streets! Are you planning to murder and set fires next, becoming completely lawless?”
“If I don’t teach you a profound lesson today, I fear you’ll cause even greater disasters in the future, harming yourself and others!”
The lash whipped like a dragon, accompanied by Zhou Yao’s painful pleas and screams. His body curled up on the ground, appearing exceptionally pitiful and helpless.
Su Yu watched this series of scenes, a sense of satisfaction secretly rising in her heart.
This Second Young Master Zhou Yao was clearly a typical wastrel, who managed to squander one hundred and ten taels of silver down to just two in a mere moment. Despite his family’s wealth, such wastefulness was unsustainable.
Teaching a lesson to someone so ignorant of the severity of the sky and the earth was indeed necessary!
Just when Su Yu was somewhat captivated by the scene, the plot took a sudden turn—Master Zhou, in his fury, suddenly stopped his actions. Like a puppet with its strings cut, he collapsed straight backwards!
Fortunately, Bao Er, who was quick with his actions, managed to support the faltering Master Zhou just in time, preventing unimaginable consequences.
“Father, Father, how are you?”
Zhou Yao called out loudly in panic, his tone filled with anxiety and concern.
Su Yu also stepped forward immediately. Seeing his overflowing concern for his father, she couldn’t help but internally sigh; though his behavior was dissolute, he still harbored a bit of affection for his family, not entirely beyond redemption.
She calmly diagnosed Master Zhou’s pulse, her brows furrowing with worry before decisively commanding Bao Er, “Quick, lay him flat, open the windows for air, and keep the air flowing!”
As soon as she finished speaking, she quickly pulled out a set of brilliantly shiny fine golden needles.
She skillfully applied needles to various acupuncture points around Master Zhou’s body, and precisely pricked his middle fingers on both hands, treating him using the ancient bloodletting technique.
“Do you have any Eight-flavor Sandalwood Powder here?”
Su Yu turned to ask, her expression serious.
Bao Er nodded repeatedly, his tone frantic yet coherent, “Yes, yes, I’ll get it right away!”
Su Yu smoothly picked up two teacups, placing them under Master Zhou’s bleeding fingers.
The bright red blood dripped drop by drop, staining the bottom of the cup red, and a suffocating aura permeated the air, giving rise to chills.
The vivid red fluid, like prisoners breaking free, surged out eagerly. Watching this, Zhou Yao, standing beside, cried bitterly. Seeing such a big man weeping indeed made one feel irritated.
Su Yu snapped impatiently, “All you know is to wail and sob. Continuing like this will only hasten your father’s departure. Then you can cry all you want!”
Su Yu’s harsh words seemed to have a miraculous effect, and Zhou Yao’s expression immediately darkened.
His tears stopped flowing, and his whole demeanor deflated like a balloon, utterly disheartened.
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Su Yu glanced at him with a look of disdain, internally regretting not having taken a firmer approach from the beginning. Dealing with such a pillow of embroidery really was exhausting.
Bao Er, deft and efficient, quickly brought over the Eight-flavor Sandalwood Powder.
Su Yu gently lifted Master Zhou’s chin, carefully prying open his lips, while Bao Er carefully spoonfed the medicine into his mouth, spoon by spoon.
Su Yu meticulously manipulated the golden needles, cleverly stimulating the critical acupuncture points.
After this series of complex procedures was repeated three or four times, Master Zhou finally slowly opened his eyes.
“What… what happened here?”
Master Zhou’s voice was weak and confused, as if he had just woken from a long dream.
Su Yu slightly curved her lips, revealing a smile of indifference, “It’s all because of your incompetent son, who caused such turmoil; we almost faced a disaster! Had I not passed by and fortuitously taken your Golden Needle, reaching out to help in time, I’m afraid your weathered body would already have ended its journey in this mortal world!”
“I am immensely grateful to the young lady for saving me!”
Master Zhou sincerely thanked her, his tone full of relief for having survived a disaster.
Bao Er hurriedly stepped forward, carefully helping Master Zhou to slowly sit up, while Master Zhou’s gaze, through layers of thoughts, fell on his son, who had disappointed him countless times. The helplessness and sorrow in his chest at that moment turned into a long and heavy sigh, as if the ravages of time were etched deeper into his face instantly.
In Su Yu’s observation, the once imposing and unchallenged Master Zhou, now just seemed like a lonely, helpless old man due to his ineffective parenting, evoking a sense of sympathy.
“Father, Father! I swear, I really won’t dare again, I will never gamble again!”
Zhou Yao kneeled and crawled to his father, his voice mixed with panic and regret.
However, Master Zhou had hardly any reaction to these words; he had heard such promises too often that they made his ears callous, with disappointment and heartache indescribable.
He turned and instructed Bao Er, “Bao Er, go fetch one hundred ten taels of silver note, and return it to this young lady.”
“Ahem…”
Su Yu gently cleared her throat, correcting him, “It’s one hundred ten taels, don’t forget the ten taels interest.”
Facing this minor quibble, Master Zhou did not wish to waste more words, just lightly supported his forehead and waved his hand for Bao Er to carry out the task, his expression revealing a trace of fatigue and helplessness.
Although he appeared quite embarrassed at the moment, having just walked back from death’s door, now having to deal with his son’s many troubles, in Su Yu’s view, all these did not concern her.
After all, she was not the creator of this mess.
Thus, she spoke composedly, her tone calm yet firm, “Master Zhou, today your son forcibly detained me, causing me much fright and even damaging my skin. Shouldn’t you offer some form of compensation for these?”
Master Zhou lifted his eyes full of the signs of aging, looking at Su Yu, his glance filled with complex emotions, and slowly asked, “What exactly do you want?”
Upon hearing this, a sly smile spread across Su Yu’s face; she was not one to be easily managed. Once she seized an opportunity, she would not easily let it go. “I want the treasure of Jishi Hall!”
The words carried an undeniable resolution.
Before Master Zhou could respond, Zhou Yao, unable to contain his anger, yelled at Su Yu, “Delusional! This is outright extortion!”
Su Yu, unfazed, retorted, “Exactly, I am extorting, what’s wrong with that? If it weren’t for the trouble you created yourself, Second Young Master, how would I have such a perfect opportunity?”
“You think settling the debt is the end? That’s wishful thinking!”
Zhou Yao glared furiously, almost jumping to his feet.
“You…”
Zhou Yao was so angry that his whole body trembled, but he knew he was in the wrong and was momentarily lost for words.
Su Yu continued, her voice carrying a hint of provocation.
