Over there, Zhao Yuanwai respectfully said to Zhao Ce, "This young gentleman, please come to our house for a gathering."

"After the result is announced in court, our Zhao family will definitely show our gratitude."

Zhao Ce said indifferently, "There's no need for excessive gratitude."

"This case may not be resolved today."

"If it weren't for Young Master Zhao insisting that I kneel, I probably wouldn't have discovered the problem with this fake monk."

Zhao Anming's face had already turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Although Zhao Ce was no longer babbling, every sentence he spoke was an insult.

The key was that he couldn't find a way to counterattack!

But when he thought of Zhao Ce's strength just now, Zhao Anming quickly moved behind Zhao Yuanwai.

Forget it. He wouldn't argue with a dropout. Zhao Ce lightly glanced at Zhao Anming. Zhao Anming met his gaze and quickly looked away.

Zhao Ce said, "By the way, be careful when handling the bones in the oil pot."

"It's best to sprinkle some sulfur powder before burying them."

After speaking, Zhao Ce didn't plan to stay any longer. He directly pulled Su Caier's hand and left. Su Caier lowered her eyes slightly and obediently let him pull her. Feeling the warmth of their hands holding each other, her anxious heart finally settled down.

Zhao Yuanwai looked at Zhao Ce's back and asked his son, "Do you know this young man?"

Zhao Anming's face was dark as he said, "Former classmate."

Zhao Yuanwai frowned and asked, "How did he become a former classmate?"

"It's a pity that such a talented and knowledgeable person can’t be friends with you."

Zhao Anming thought to himself that this friendship couldn't be established anymore.

"I bet he wanted to kill me..." Zhao Anming thought to himself. He felt uneasy when he remembered that Zhao Ce had been expelled from school by their teacher. At that time, he had brought people to catch Zhao Ce and had publicized the incident, causing Zhao Ce to be expelled from school and unable to take the imperial examinations.

As he thought about it, Zhao Anming shivered. "It's not entirely my fault," he thought. "After all, even if he had taken the wrong path, he did barge in." Zhao Anming consoled himself, "Anyway, Zhao Ce's family is poor. If he doesn't go to the brothel, he can save some money. Let him work on the farm and live a good life. That courtesan is not something a farmer like him can even dream of." After muttering to himself, Zhao Anming felt much better.

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Meanwhile, outside the Zhao residence, Zhao Ce held Su Caier's hand and left the empty space outside the Zhao residence. Su Caier's hand was cold, and she still felt scared from what had just happened. Zhao Ce squeezed her hand and asked, "Why is your hand so cold?"

Su Caier whispered, "I was too scared just now." She had almost fainted when she saw her husband put his hand into the oil pot. Although she knew her husband was capable, she still worried about him. Zhao Ce apologized, "It's my fault. Although I am clear about those things, I didn't explain them to you in advance and made you worry." This was the second time today that Su Caier had heard her husband apologize.

She became nervous again. How could the head of the household keep apologizing to his wife like this? Su Caier raised her shining eyes and said, stuttering, "My husband did nothing wrong. I was just too worried. I know my husband is sensible. I...I'm the one who should apologize." Zhao Ce lowered his head and smiled, seeing the mist in his wife's big eyes caused by her anxiety. He rubbed her little head and said helplessly, "When you make a mistake, you need to apologize, whether you're a husband or a wife. I made you worry, so it's my fault." Su Caier looked at him cautiously and saw her husband looking at her gently, without any hint of blame.

She mustered up the courage and whispered, "My husband, let's not watch these lively events in the future." Her husband had just said that the group of monks were murderers. She thought about it and still felt scared.

Zhao Ce nodded and said, "Okay, we won't watch them anymore. Let's just focus on living our own lives and not worry about others." Su Caier heard her husband's words and couldn't help but smile a little. Her husband was really different from other men. He never blamed her for anything she did. He even apologized to her as his wife when he made mistakes. Su Caier's heart felt sour. She had been alive for almost 16 years and had always been in a humble position, always apologizing for everything. Despite that, she still couldn't win anyone's favor due to her physical condition. But with her husband, she felt a kind of feeling she had never experienced before.

Su Caier didn't have much education and didn't know what the word "respect" meant, so she didn't know how to describe this feeling. She just felt that her husband was too good. She would work hard and always stay by his side. The little girl suddenly became quiet.

Zhao Ce didn't say anything more and slowly walked forward with Su Caier. Originally, Zhao Ce wanted to find Zhao Wenhua and tell him about the sugar business. But they had watched the lively event for too long, and it was getting late. He still had other things to do. He decided to come back to find him next time.

First, he needed to buy the tools he would use. They happened to pass by a cloth shop. Zhao Ce took the little girl and went in. "What do you need, sirs?" The shopkeeper had seen Zhao Ce twice in the past few days and recognized him. He warmly greeted them.

Zhao Ce said, "I want to buy some shoe-making tools." The shopkeeper glanced at Su Caier's old grass shoes and enthusiastically said, "Okay, please come in with me." Since Su Caier had already experienced the grocery store in the morning, she wasn't as nervous as before. She obediently followed her husband in. Zhao Ce said, "Just tell the shopkeeper what you need." Su Caier nervously swallowed and hesitated before nodding her head. Although her voice was small and timid, she still managed to express her thoughts. "We need big needles for sewing shoe soles, and we also need cloth to make the shoe uppers."