The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70: 70 Quarrels

“This is my horse,” Marquis Gu said seriously.

Gu Jiao looked at him with doubtful eyes, seemingly evaluating the truth of his words.

Marquis Gu’s heart fluttered under her gaze, suddenly reminded of the wolf ordeal, and he hurriedly said, “I didn’t toss it away, I accidentally lost it!”

Lost items can be picked up, but if the owner claims them, they must be returned, otherwise, it would constitute a crime of misappropriation.

The Zhou and Liao families had suffered from not returning the silver coins they found belonging to Young Master Xiaoqin, resulting in them being punished at the Yamen and fined a considerable amount of silver.

Of course, Marquis Gu didn’t know about the blunder of the Gu Family, but he thought he should be able to frighten a young girl: “If you don’t return it to me, you’ll be taken by the county magistrate to get a beating!”

Rural folks might not have heard of the marquis, but they definitely knew about the county magistrate.

The county magistrate is the true local tyrant, feared by every rural individual!

Hearing his words, Gu Jiao didn’t immediately retort.

Marquis Gu felt hopeful!

The next second, however, he heard her ask him, “How can you prove this is your horse?”

Marquis Gu was taken aback.

Indeed, how could he prove it?

To travel incognito, he didn’t ride his precious warhorse, instead choosing a guard’s horse, even deliberately erasing the seal of the Marquis Residence on the saddle.

“The horseshoe! It’s a feature of military warhorses and different from ordinary horseshoes found in the market,” Marquis Gu finally thought of some evidence.

Unfortunately, Gu Jiao said, “I haven’t seen other horseshoes, how do I know you’re not making things up?”

Marquis Gu choked.

This was like a scholar meeting a soldier, he couldn’t argue clearly!

Gu Jiao proposed fairly, “Well then, how about this? You go to the Yamen and report this. If the county magistrate says the horse is yours, then I’ll give it back to you.”

Could the county magistrate with his tiny brain dare to not grant the horse to him? But the question was, would he, the Marquis of Zhaodu, actually go report to a small county Yamen?

What the heck, did the Marquis of Ding’an lack a horse? Was he that poor? Poor to the point of not being able to afford a meal? Or poor to the point of begging on the streets? Arguing over a horse she found on the street with a dumb country girl?

Especially considering it was an ordinary horse of no great value.

Didn’t he have any shame?

Gu Jiao gave him a look and pondered for a moment. “If you really want it, I could sell it to you. It wasn’t easy for me to find and bring it back.”

What part of it was difficult for you? It carried you all the way, didn’t it? You even saved the energy of walking! And the wolf wasn’t carried by you, either!

Marquis Gu was literally half infuriated to death by Gu Jiao.

However, he really couldn’t walk anymore.

He could only hire a carriage when he reached the town, but it was at least 20 to 30 miles from here to the town. He was afraid his legs would break before he could get there.

“Fifty taels,” said Gu Jiao.

Marquis Gu flared up: “How can an old horse be more expensive than a wolf? You’re inflating prices!”

Gu Jiao sternly retorted: “The wolf is not an essential need for you, but the horse is.”

Essential need begets inflated prices!

Marquis Gu was so mad that he felt a pain in his liver!

In the end, Marquis Gu bought back his own horse for fifty taels of silver.

“Why won’t you let me keep a rabbit?” Gu Jinyu asked discontentedly. _{fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm}