The sponsor of the new-style school

"Oh, is that so? The prince is not aware that on his turf in East Binhai, someone wants to help the prince train the princess! Excellent, excellent, it's wonderful that East Binhai County is so well managed. Even the common people in white clothes are capable of handling matters for the prince." Cheng Mo entered the courtyard with a chilling tone and an angry expression.

"I have neglected my duties. I will take the punishment. Within five days, there will be no more such presumptuous people in East Binhai City." The first one to kneel down was Cheng Shan, who entered right behind Cheng Mo. Just based on the fact that someone dared to speak disrespectfully about Lord Mo in East Binhai's territory, it was evident that the Cheng family's guards did not establish the necessary authority for Lord Mo.

"Greetings, my lord."

"We pay our respects, my lord."

"Humble citizens pay their respects, my lord. We deserve a thousand deaths for uttering unfounded words. Please punish us, my lord." The corpulent Yang, realizing he was in hot water, knelt to the ground, uncertain about how this young lord, whom he had only heard about and never seen, would deal with him.

"Qiao Er pays respects to Duke Mo. Qiao Er acted recklessly and shouldn't have brought Xiangbei to this filthy place." Qiao Er deeply regretted pulling Xiangbei into such an unbearable situation due to a moment of impatience.

"Brother Ziqiu, please rise quickly. As brothers, I understand your anxiety. Just next time, I hope you directly inform Mo Cheng about any issues." These words were sincere, but Qiao Er could sense the subtle dissatisfaction. When Xiangbei faced verbal insults, Qiao Er was already filled with remorse, and these words added to his embarrassment.

"Cheng Mo, I saw Brother Ziqiu chasing after me at the door; it wasn't his idea to bring Xiangbei here. Moreover, what can happen in Dongbin that escapes your keen eyes? Look, you're here already. Don't blame Brother Ziqiu; it's just that this fat guy has such low quality, using foul language. It's infuriating."

"Xiao Bei, don't be upset. You won't encounter him again in the future." Mo Cheng affectionately checked Xiangbei up and down, glancing at Yang Yuanwai as if looking at a dead man.

"My lord, spare my life! This humble one knows not the immensity of heaven and earth, blind to Mount Tai. I deserve a thousand deaths."

The fat man, Yang, knocked his head like pounding garlic, with droplets of oil and sweat mixing and splashing on the bluestone floor. He sneakily glanced at the iron-faced lord and continued frenziedly knocking his head. "I'm willing to donate all my property and slaves for the lady to manage. My entire family is willing to serve the lady for a lifetime. I only ask my lord to spare my life and allow me to attend my daughter's wedding in three days. Please, my lord, grant me a few more days of humble existence. Lady Princess , it's my foul mouth; I admit my guilt."

Yang BaiWan's face was ashen, with no illusions, only hoping to secure a decent outcome for his daughter's wedding in three days. He continuously slapped himself, left and right, hoping for mercy.

Suddenly, Cheng Mo lifted the corners of his mouth and laughed, "Yang BaiWan, whoever you've offended, go seek mercy from them. I can't grant such favors."

"Lady Princess, Princess, I'm guilty. I'm willing to donate all my property. Please spare my humble life for a few more days. Three days, even just three days, let me live to witness my daughter's wedding. I beg you."

"Pause, don't call me 'Lady Princess ,' address me as Miss Tong. There's no need to beg me; a few insulting words don't warrant death. I don't require your property or slaves. However, Lord Mo has plans to establish a new school.

Since you lack manners, you can contribute by supporting it within Dongbin County. Join others in learning to read and write. If you persevere and truly understand etiquette and respect, the amount you contribute will be inscribed on the merit monument for the school, and you'll be awarded,"

Xiangbei knew that his those few words, especially 'Lady Princess ,' were scratching at the itch in Cheng Mo's heart.

Death was not on the table, but as a modern person, he didn't think a few words or insults necessarily warranted severe punishment. However, if this man claimed to be the richest, a little blood for Cloud Dream's future sponsorship was reasonable.

The situation changed rapidly, and Yang BaiWan couldn't distinguish truth from falsehood for a moment. In disbelief, he glanced up to steal a look at Cheng Mo.

"Oh, since that's the case, Yang BaiWan, within three days, contribute the funds for the new school to the East Bin Wang's residence. Someone will record it for you. You can finish the business with Chen Yaren and leave," Cheng Mo avoided addressing himself as the lady but couldn't resist calling the man by his name a few more times in front of others. It didn't disappoint him. That's how he could become the richest man in Dongbin.