I, the princess of the dynasty, have hundreds of millions of talents, so what?

"Just as you said! We'll give you another three months. If you can't come up with 250 million, don't blame us for being rude!"

Although this sentence was a threat, it had no deterrent effect when it came from the scarred face with a knife against his throat by Jiang Zhiyu.

"In that case, let your people go out first." Jiang Zhiyu was too lazy to pay attention to him and spoke directly.

"What are you still standing there for? Go!" Although Scarface was unwilling, his life was in Jiang Zhiyu's hands, so he did not dare to act recklessly and could only shout in a low voice.

After the seven or eight thugs had left the house, Jiang Zhiyu frowned, threw away the knife in his hand with some disgust, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and carefully wiped his fingers.

"Ah, Ayu..." Jiang's mother was still in shock. She dared to speak only after hearing the door close. "You, you really owe them 200 million yuan?"

"Yeah." Jiang Zhiyu just responded, and without waiting for Jiang's mother to ask again, he got up and went to the bathroom.

……

She was not surprised at all that the thugs who were collecting debts came to her door today.

As early as two months ago, shortly after Jiang Zhiyu woke up from this world, he found the loan contract in the original owner's mobile phone.

The sound of water was flowing. After washing his hands, Jiang Zhiyu frowned slightly, picked up the handkerchief again, and carefully wiped every drop of water on his hands.

The reflection in the mirror was a charming girl, with her black hair tied up high with a blood-red ribbon. Her skin was whiter than snow, and she was as graceful as a startled swan. Her eyes were long and charming, like a bewitching poppy, as if they could capture people's souls, and were breathtakingly beautiful.

This face is exactly the same as Jiang Zhiyu in the previous life.

So when she woke up from this world, she couldn't even tell which was the dream, her past life or this life.

In Jiang Zhiyu's memory, she was the last princess of the Great Xia Dynasty. When the country was about to fall, she jumped from the city gate and died for her country.

When she opened her eyes again, she had arrived in a world that was unfamiliar to her more than a thousand years later.

Apart from the blood-red ribbon on his wrist, there were no other familiar objects.

Jiang Zhiyu did not inherit any memories of the original owner, and did not understand why she, who had already passed away, woke up in another person's body.

Fortunately, the original owner had the habit of writing a diary, and with the help of Jiang's father and mother's stories, Jiang Zhiyu roughly figured out the operating rules of this world.

The original owner's background was completely different from hers. She was born in a remote county in the southwestern mountainous area and her family was very poor.

In order to support the original owner's studies, Jiang's father and mother almost spent all of their family assets.

But the original owner was not up to the standard. Not only did he not focus on his studies, he also borrowed money from loan sharks, each time borrowing 50 yuan.

Finally, on his eighteenth birthday, unable to bear the consequences of compounding interest, he jumped off a tall building.

After learning how to operate a computer and a mobile phone, Jiang Zhiyu once searched for relevant information on search engines.

I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but when she and the original owner jumped from a high place, a blood moon spectacle that only appears once in a thousand years appeared in the night sky.

Could this be the reason why she woke up in the original owner's body?

However, for Jiang Zhiyu at this moment, exploring the reason for the time travel is too far away. The most important thing at the moment is to familiarize himself with the operating rules here as soon as possible, so that he can take the initiative into his own hands.

Fortunately, there is no war or famine in this society.

Even the lowest class of people, such as the original owner himself, have the right to receive education and enjoy medical resources, and will not be displaced.

However, Jiang Zhiyu knew very well that no matter what era, power and money are the most important.

Otherwise, you will easily be bullied.

But now she has neither of these two things.

When Jiang Zhiyu returned to school after his vacation, there was less than a month left until the "Imperial Examination" of that era.

Although she had a photographic memory, the exam content was so different from that in her previous life that she only barely passed the national key line and received an admission letter from a low-ranking 985 university.

Unexpectedly, before the tuition fee was paid, the original owner's creditors showed up.

However, it was impossible for Jiang Zhiyu to return the 250 million yuan in full.

Three days ago, she had installed a camera borrowed from a classmate in the old air conditioner in the living room.

After earning the huge sum of 50 yuan owed by the original owner and collecting sufficient evidence of the loan shark gang's involvement, she will "report to the police" to handle the matter.

……

Ding!

The cell phone in his school uniform pocket vibrated. Jiang Zhiyu came to his senses, turned around and walked out of the shabby bathroom.

"Ayu..."

Jiang's mother stood anxiously in the living room. When she saw Jiang Zhiyu coming out, she called her awkwardly, "As for the 250 million yuan, your father and I will try to find a way to...try not to affect your college education."

"Their behavior is illegal, so they just need to pay back 50 yuan. However, I borrowed the money, so naturally I have to pay it back." Jiang Zhiyu said calmly, "Don't worry about it, and go to bed early."

After saying that, he turned around and went back to his room. I only vaguely heard a sigh behind me.

Jiang Zhiyu took out the old mobile phone from his school uniform pocket and clicked on the flashing WeChat icon.

"Class Group 2607"

Wang Xiaolu: Hey, have you heard? That guy is coming back!

Chen Chen: Hmm? That person?

Yuna: Campus Prince?! Academic God?! Gu Ye?!

Wang Xiaolu: Right, right, right! I heard that he enrolled in a military academy. Isn’t that so cool?

Liu Minmin: @Jiang Zhiyu

Gong Luo: @Jiang Zhiyu

Wu Yan: @Jiang Zhiyu

……

Looking at the uniform "@姜知予" on the screen, Jiang Zhiyu narrowed his eyes slightly.

She was not unfamiliar with the name Gu Ye.

After all, the original owner was instigated by this man to borrow 50 yuan in high-interest loans, and he found ways to defraud 20% of the loan.

Gu Ye was once the school idol of Huaian County Senior High School, a classmate of Jiang Zhiyu in the class next to him, and the object of the original owner's "secret love" for three years.

No, it can’t be said to be “secretly liking”.

Almost everyone in the same grade knows that during extracurricular time, as long as Gu Ye is around, Jiang Zhiyu can be found within a radius of ten meters.

Because of this, she was often teased by her classmates after returning to school from the hospital.

However, Jiang Zhiyu had never met Gu Ye in person.

Because just last semester, Gu Ye suddenly transferred to a school in the city and lost contact with the original owner.

Even on WeChat, my friends were deleted.

Otherwise, Jiang Zhiyu would get back the money he had cheated her of no matter what.

After all, she is really short of money now.

Looking at the gradually darkening phone screen, Jiang Zhiyu narrowed his eyes, opened WeChat again, and skillfully entered Gu Ye's phone number.

This is the seventh time I have requested to add the other person as a friend this month.

Surprisingly, this time, less than two minutes had passed and Gu Ye actually accepted her friend request.