"Got it, stop nagging." Yang JiuGong waved his hand impatiently and turned to leave the palace.
Imperial Concubine Yang smiled helplessly. She also felt that she had been too nagging, but Yang JiuGong was her only nephew. How could she not fuss over him? If something went wrong, she would cry herself unconscious in the toilet.
Meanwhile, Han Rui returned to his residence and immediately gathered the many guests to discuss the aftermath of raising funds. At the same time, he instructed the servants to bring out all the fine wine he had stored away to entertain his friends.
"This kid is quite generous." Zhao ShiZhen sighed admiringly. Looking at the crates and jars, his eyes gleamed as he urged impatiently, "Hurry up and open them. Let's see what fine wine it is."
The others were also looking forward to it. After all, anything Han Rui had kept in his collection had to be a rare treasure.
Not only the guests, but even Han Hao, Li Ye, and Gao Zhan found it novel. They crowded around Han Rui, peppering him with questions, and Han Rui did not hide anything, telling them everything in detail.
After hearing him out, the crowd immediately erupted in excitement. Delighted and astonished, they praised Han Rui one after another. He truly was rich and generous, willing to bring out so much fine wine to entertain his friends. Han Rui accepted the praise with a smile, muttering inwardly, I'm rich, I'm willful. I can spend my money however I like, as long as I don't waste it.
"Haha, since you're this wealthy, I won't stand on ceremony." Zhao ShiZhen was indeed not polite. He picked up a wine jug and began drinking deeply. Only after draining an entire jug did he reluctantly stop. Wiping his mouth,