Chapter 582 That Was His Dream
Li Yinhu chuckled and raised his wrist, pouring a cup of wine for Dantai Jingzhi.
"What he said is true, but Little Wang's identity is sensitive. If he speaks too much, it might cause misunderstanding from Your Highness and hurt the bond between us brothers."
After Li Yinhu finished speaking, he kept his attention fixed on Dantang Jing's facial expressions.
In interpersonal relationships, the most important thing to avoid is speaking too deeply with someone you barely know. This applies to everyone, regardless of their social status or profession.
If you say things that suggest a deeper level of intimacy than your friendship actually has, it could very well lead to the end of your relationship.
But who is Dantai Jing?
He had already sensed Li Yinhu's intentions. Facing Li Yinhu's observation at this time, he calmly said: "Your Highness needn't worry, the Prince is talented and intelligent, he wouldn't be so petty."
That's enough, short and sweet.
Li Yinhu nodded and smiled, saying: "Not bad, not bad, it's Xiaowang who overthinks."
He knew it was time to end the topic.
Next steps, like recruiting more people, will be discussed later.
A person like Dantai Jingzhi was destined to be someone who couldn't be swayed with just a few words.
Without a bit of sincerity and the perseverance to wear down stone with water, it's simply impossible.
If you want to show sincerity, then naturally you can't be stingy.
Li Yinhu changed the subject and said, "Sir, as you've just arrived, there must be many inconveniences. Xiao Wang has thought long and hard, but still feels inadequate in helping. I have prepared a few small gifts out of courtesy. Please don't refuse."
Saying that, Li Yinhǔ clapped his hands.
Immediately, three servants came forward carrying trays covered with red silk.
Li Yinhu took a red silk cloth off the tray, revealing a pile of gold bars shaped like a small golden mountain.

Each gold bar was gleaming yellow, dazzling to the eye.
Just look at the size, one is at least ten taels, fifteen on a tray, three trays, that's four hundred and fifty taels of gold.
No matter where you are, this is a huge sum of money.
Dàn Tài Jìng's eyes were calm, her face expressionless.
"What does the Prince mean by this?"
Li Yinhu immediately said: “These yellow and white things, sir, you naturally wouldn't look down on them, but no matter what, it’s a little Wang’s sincerity. Sir is virtuous and kind, living in the world, it's difficult to avoid vulgarity, these...”
"These, I've taken."

The agreement came too easily and quickly, leaving Li Yinhu a little caught off guard.
"Sir, receive, receive it?!"
In Li Yinhǔ's view, Dàntái Jìng must not care much about this money.
Gift-giving is also an art, it depends on the person. Li Yinhu certainly knows that when giving gifts to someone like Dantai Jing, directly giving money is the most tacky option. The best choice would be to give something like ancient books, antiques, or calligraphy and paintings by famous artists.
Those things, the ordinary ones have no value, and those that are valuable enough to be noticed are rare treasures, usually hard to come by. Li Yinhǔ himself is not someone in this line of work, he really can't get them out.
After much deliberation, I took the risk of being rejected by about 80-90% and sent out these gold pieces.
He would never have guessed that Dantai Jingzhi was short of money now.
He needs money, ostensibly to raise funds for the East Palace Prince's dowry. But the reason he is so anxious is because Dantai Jingzhi knows that the money the Prince receives under the guise of a wedding, is all going to be invested in the construction of the academy.
Therefore, Dantai Jing is even more worried about running out of money than Li Chen.
That, however, was his dream.

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