I Slaughtered Through the Dungeon Worlds with My Cheats-Chapter 776 - 297: Raising Money, A Peerless Beauty Wants to Marry Me? [10,000 Words]_3

Chapter 776: Chapter 297: Raising Money, A Peerless Beauty Wants to Marry Me? [10,000 Words]_3

As for retrieving those seven million taels of silver? Difficult, certainly difficult to accomplish in a short period of time.

Because outside the manor, they only saw a deep carriage track, a mark left by Lord Xuanping and his men dragging the silver back with horse-drawn carriages.

There was no second track, which meant that those who took the silver didn’t use a carriage but used storage rings and storage bags instead.

Thus, the probability of finding them has drastically increased, and he does not have the time to pursue them now. He could only think of enlisting official help.

"Daito, you go and wipe out the Qing Gang, bring their silver here temporarily. I am off to raise funds."

"Also, keep an eye on Lord Xuanping; don’t let him die, he can’t die now," Mu Rufeng said.

"Right, don’t forget to check who is behind the Qing Gang," Mu Rufeng slowly said.

"Yes, Your Highness," Liu Ming respectfully nodded.

The Qing Gang, a faction within the Imperial City, though indeed there are factions within the Imperial City.

Although Lord Xuanping was relatively wealthy and had many subordinates, it was absolutely impossible to recover all the silver in just one day.

Lord Xuanping turned to the Qing Gang for assistance, which made the recovery possible.

Given Lord Xuanping’s identity and status, members of the Qing Gang dared not take a single tael from the share Lord Xuanping declared, but Lord Xuanping generously gave twenty thousand taels as a hardship fee.

When the Gang leader heard it was just that amount of silver, he was displeased.

Such tasks required manpower, a large number of people, and needed to be completed swiftly; moreover, tough experts were needed to suppress rioters.

Twenty thousand taels? That’s mere alms!

They dared not touch the seven hundred twenty thousand taels, but they would not let go of an extra ten to twenty taels.

Their consciences clear, whether more or less, they took only ten taels of silver.

Thus, the families of the fallen soldiers only ended up with five taels, and the cavalry families with ten.

The Qing Gang deserves death, too!

Even if Mu Rufeng’s army of fifty thousand was decimated, he still had many subordinates in his charge.

These men, he kept in various shops and inns across the Imperial City.

All in all, there were still hundreds of them.

Wiping out a Qing Gang was more than feasible.

Of course, Mu Rufeng couldn’t call these people for help; they all had their own livelihoods to manage, and they handled Mu Rufeng’s shops and properties.

Let’s not forget that Mu Rufeng had a status; he was the ninth prince of the Da Li Dynasty and could utilize official resources.

Mu Rufeng returned to the Prince Mansion with a few trusted aides.

He headed straight for the treasury.

He checked his remaining assets, which were mostly contracts for fields and shops, along with some rare treasures and magic artifacts.

All in all, they were worth perhaps a bit over a million taels of silver.

But these were normal prices. If he needed to sell urgently, even using his influence he could hardly get the normal price.

After all, what can you do if others just plead poverty?

Most importantly, Mu Rufeng did not want to sell these shops and fields.

Shops in the Imperial City were golden geese, and so were the fields.

But, if he didn’t want to sell, the most crucial thing now was still to raise funds.

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Contracts, magic artifacts and the like, together were worth about a million taels in market value; it was dire, he really needed funds.

Regrettably, the soul banknotes here could not be used; otherwise, with his fifteen trillion soul banknotes, it would simply be madness unleashed.

"Alas," Mu Rufeng sighed. He was reminded of the time he used Ghost Scanners to search the Da Hai for Mermaid traces.

He had found quite a lot of gold, silver, rare treasures, and antiques.

But back then, he deemed them of no use to Mu Rufeng as he wasn’t lacking funds, so he didn’t take it seriously.

Now, he regretted it; if he had collected it all, he could’ve easily produced eight million silver in mere minutes.

Mu Rufeng left the mansion again; this time, he was accompanied by more trusted aides, a total of ten, including Hong Lian, Qing Ya, and Xiao Cui.

Riding in a carriage, they headed toward the most bustling street in the Imperial City.

Along the way, every carriage they met pulled over to the side and waited for their carriage to pass.

Status frightened people; a royal carriage, even those of high officials had to do the same.

In the Da Li Dynasty, no official could monopolize power in court; Martial Arts were held in high esteem, the only rationale was the size of one’s fist.

Unless you were a being above the God Realm.

Soon, the carriage stopped in front of a luxurious building.

This building, towering nine stories tall, was exceedingly rare in the entire Imperial City.

Mu Rufeng got down from the carriage.

"Xiao Cui, Hong Lian, Qing Ya, Liu Feng, Wang Chun, you follow me; the rest stay outside."

"Yes, Your Highness!" The trusted aides quickly responded, and then led the horses to park in the back courtyard.

Mu Rufeng then stepped into what was called the Lingyan Pavilion.

Lingyan Pavilion was one of the top merchant associations of the Heavenly Dao Continent, and it was no exaggeration to describe it as wealthy as a nation.

And this building was the main pavilion of Lingyan Pavilion in the Da Li Dynasty.

"Prince arriving, my apologies for not meeting you afar, please forgive me," a steward-looking man hurried over.

"Is the Pavilion Master around?" Mu Rufeng asked in a deep voice.

"Your Highness, unfortunately, the Pavilion Master has gone to the Eastern Domain headquarters for a meeting, and should be back within four days for the Empress Dowager’s birthday feast," the steward hastily replied.