The daughter of the mansion is slapped in the face every day

Jiang Siqi didn't want to defend Jiang Wanwan, so he pretended not to hear Meng Zhi's words and raised his glass.

Seeing Jiang Wanwan sitting there motionless, Meng Zhi felt that she was unaware of the current situation. He glanced at Jiang Wanwan and hinted to Jiang Siqi to ask her to drink.

Jiang Siqi reminded Jiang Wanwan, "Are you drinking?"

Of course Jiang Wanwan disdained to exchange cups with Meng Zhi. She had only drunk with Zhao Zheyong when they were having fun.

So he shook his head and said perfunctorily, "I don't know how to drink."

Seeing that Jiang Siqi could not persuade Jiang Wanwan, Meng Zhi simply put down his wine glass and frowned, "It seems that Mr. Jiang and Miss look down on me, Meng, and don't want to make friends with me anymore."

"Well, just consider it as my misjudgment. I won't force you. You guys can go now." Meng Zhi sighed deliberately and ordered them to leave.

Jiang Siqi was anxious when he saw that the three thousand taels of silver were going to go down the drain. "What are you talking about, the county governor? Making friends with the county governor is exactly what I want! I have this honor today, so I will drink first to show my respect!"

Jiang Siqi drank three cups in a row as an apology.

Meng Zhi's expression relaxed slightly.

"Wanwan, it's not like you haven't drunk alcohol before, so what's wrong with having a couple of drinks? If the county magistrate is unhappy, he will kick us all out. Do you still want to stay here?" Jiang Siqi looked at Jiang Wanwan, his words full of warnings.

Jiang Wanwan understood that "if they don't drink, Meng Zhi will kick them both out, and she won't be able to see the Third Prince Zhao Zheyong."

Jiang Wanwan had no choice but to raise the cup and drink it.

Meng Zhi finally nodded with satisfaction and filled Jiang Wanwan's cup again.

Jiang Wanwan had no choice but to drink another glass.

Seeing that Jiang Wanwan had learned her lesson, Meng Zhi turned around and started toasting with Jiang Siqi.

After drinking cup after cup of wine, Jiang Wanwan already felt tipsy, so she lay down on the table and pretended to be drunk.

Meng Zhi glanced at Jiang Wanwan and felt a little moved.

Meng Zhi suddenly leaned over to talk to Jiang Siqi, "How much silver have you prepared?"

He also rubbed his fingers under the table, suggesting that Jiang Siqi pay the money.

"You want money?" Jiang Siqi looked embarrassed.

Jiang Siqi only knew that he could enter the County Magistrate's Mansion by giving Liu Fan money, but he didn't know that he had to pay money to see the Third Prince after entering the County Magistrate's Mansion.

Jiang Siqi couldn't help but curse in his heart: These people are all skinning him, squeezing his money layer by layer.

Seeing that Jiang Siqi was not prepared, Meng Zhi could not help but frowned, "There were so many invitations, but I chose to recruit you into the mansion. What does this mean? It means that I have high hopes for you! When you get promoted and become rich in the future, you will definitely thank me for my support today."

Meng Zhi rubbed his fingers again, "I can't help you so much and not get any benefit at all, right?"

Jiang Siqi looked embarrassed.

He really has no money left.

Before, when his mother Bai Shifu was the housekeeper, she always paid him part of the money from the mansion's account, and then paid him part of the money from Bai Shifu's private account.

Bai Shifu loves her son very much, so of course she gives him more money.

But now, Butler Liu has become the housekeeper, and the only part he will give to Jiang Siqi is the part paid out from the mansion's account.

He took his own pocket money and went north alone, which was barely enough to cover his expenses for half a year.

But Jiang Wanwan ran away secretly and had no money on her, yet she ate and used his things.

He had already spent some extra money on Jiang Wanwan.

In addition, in order to enter the county magistrate's office, he had already burned his boats and gave all the money he had to Liu Fanzi.

How could he have the money to give to Meng Zhi now?

Jiang Siqi pursed his lips, softened his temper, and tried to negotiate with Meng Zhi, "Tell me the number, and I'll send someone back to the mansion to get it."

"Oh!" Meng Zhi laughed sarcastically, "From the capital? The Third Prince is gone!"

"The county magistrate will let me see the third prince first, and I will definitely ask someone to send the money to you."

Jiang Siqi felt that as long as he met the third prince, everything would be solved.

"You want to get something for nothing? There is no such rule here." Meng Zhi touched his belly. "Forget it, since Mr. Jiang has no money, I won't make things difficult for you. Please go in." Meng Zhi raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the door.

Of course Meng Zhi was not stupid. He knew that meeting the third prince was a one-time deal.

There are countless people like Jiang Siqi every year.

Very few can be reused.

If these opportunists meet Zhao Zheyong and then ask them for money, they will definitely try their best to deny it.

Jiang Siqi knew that this opportunity was rare, and he didn't want to miss it, so he begged Meng Zhi, "County Governor, please be flexible. I can give you any treasures I have that you want."

So, Meng Zhi's eyes fell on Jiang Wanwan and he licked his lips.

"This girl is pretty good. Which brothel did you buy her from? I wonder if Mr. Jiang is willing to give her up."

Jiang Siqi thought Meng Zhi didn't know Jiang Wanwan's identity. Just when he was about to mention it, he felt that if he told her about Jiang Wanwan's identity, Meng Zhi would definitely ask her why Jiang Wanwan, a noble lady from a wealthy family, came here.

Jiang Siqi had no way to explain it, so he didn't give any.

But he knew that Jiang Wanwan was Zhao Zheyong's person, and he planned to let her marry Zhao Zheyong. He couldn't give Jiang Wanwan to Meng Zhi!

But the problem now is that if they don’t send Jiang Wanwan to Meng Zhi, they will never be able to see Zhao Zheyong!

Seeing Jiang Siqi's hesitation, Meng Zhi raised his eyebrows, "I know this girl, she should not be innocent, right? Let her accompany me for a few days, and I will let her go when I get tired of her. If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, who will know who she is with?"

After Meng Zhi heard the servant's report about the quarrel between Jiang Siqi and Jiang Wanwan, he naturally became more determined to capture Jiang Wanwan.

He had no intention of giving Jiang Wanwan a formal status, he just wanted to have fun.

Therefore, if Jiang Siqi was not an innocent person, he would be more willing to let go and Jiang Wanwan would be more likely to surrender.

How good!

"To be honest, this is the Third Prince's woman. If I give her to you, I won't be able to explain to the Third Prince!" Jiang Siqi expressed his concerns, trying to dispel Meng Zhi's idea.

Meng Zhi laughed sarcastically. Even if he was the Third Prince, it was really stupid to use the Third Prince's title to suppress him.

But not all royal children are respected by others.

Those princes who do not have the support of their maternal family cannot ascend to high positions.

Everyone knows that the third prince, Zhao Zheyong, is a lowly child born of a palace girl and is not favored by the emperor. Over the years, Zhao Zheyong has not achieved any achievements.

Otherwise, such a thankless task as flood control would not have fallen on Zhao Zheyong's head.

Meng Zhi's surname is Meng, the Meng family of the prince's mother's clan. Even if his kinship with the prince's branch is a little distant, Meng Zhi is still a member of the Meng family who can be counted.

Even the prince had to politely talk about their relationship and say "we are all members of the Meng family".

Isn’t Meng Zhi much more noble than the third prince born by some palace maid?

On the contrary, after Meng Zhi knew that Jiang Wanwan was Zhao Zheyong's woman, excitement flashed in his eyes.