To support exiled officials, start by worshipping the God of Wealth

Late at night, Jiusu was holding a lantern and she was almost fainted by the smoke.

He was splashed with wine and was portrayed as a dandy young man.

"I'm here to see Boss Shao."

The housekeeper said, "Please follow me, Mr. Jia, how much wine have you drunk?"

Jiusu raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she was interested in wine. She said loudly, "This little bit of wine is nothing. I can drink a lot more."

The butler smiled and bent over to agree.

"Yes, yes, you are the best, sir. The master's study is in front. Please come in."

From afar, in the dimly lit house.

There was a thick layer of smoke.

Jiusu took a deep breath, which was a bit choking. She probably thought this was the last breath of fresh air she would get during this period of time. She stopped at the door, took out a mask and put it on, knocked on the door and went in. Shao Jie, as well as the singer and dancer were in the room.

"Boss Shao."

Shao Jie looked over and asked, "You're here? What are you wearing?"

Jiusu cleared his throat, walked forward, and said, "This is called a mask. I'm sick and I'm afraid of infecting Boss Shao, so I put on this mask."

"Does it work? What kind of mask is this?" Shao Jie asked.

Jiusu put a pack of masks over there.

"I paid a high price for these. Boss Shao likes them, so I'm giving them to you."

If you don’t want to put down the mask, you can’t stop the smoker.

Shao Jie said, "How can I be so embarrassed to give you such good things as soon as you come here."

The hands put on the mask honestly.

The smell I inhale is much smaller.

"Not bad, not bad, it's a good thing."

He no longer had to burn the kitchen when he went out, as long as he wore a mask, no one would be able to smell that he was inhaling something.

Jiusu asked curiously, "Boss Shao, why is it so choking in your room?"

"Hahaha." Shao Jie handed over the cigarette, his eyes flashing with tentative expectation, "Brother Jia, try it, you will like this feeling."

If you inhale, you will be contaminated.

If you don't smoke, you will never be trusted.

Jiusu took it, frowned, and gave it back.

"It's too choking. I can't breathe it."

"Brother Jia, are you being disrespectful to me?" Shao Jie stared at him with dark eyes, as if he would get angry immediately if she disagreed.

Jiusu's heart tightened. For someone like Shao Jie, trust is useless. What should she do?

Suddenly, she grabbed a dancer's wrist and pulled hard. The dancer screamed and fell into her arms. Jiusu lowered her head and glanced at her, raised the dancer's chin and said, "It's not that I don't give Brother Shao face, but that thing is so choking that it's not worth smoking. I prefer beautiful women."

Suddenly, there was a burst of hearty laughter.

Shao Jie continued to smoke his opium. He was already in a trance. "To be honest, when I first met you, I thought you looked pretty, but I didn't expect you to spend so much time playing around. You drink even when you're sick. You must be dying. I bought all these dancers today. The one in your arms is called Mei Ling. I'll give it to you."

Mei Ling knelt down and said, "I will serve Master Jia well."

Jiusu nodded and smiled.

"Thank you, Brother Shao. I like it very much."

Shao Jie crossed his legs, squinted his eyes and smiled with satisfaction: "I'm glad you like it. I have a big business here, I'm sure you will like it more."

He waved his hand and dismissed the people in the study.

Moving aside the bookshelf, there are boxes of cigarettes.

"This is what I smoke. It's just a small bag. It costs fifty taels of silver, or even a hundred taels. My identity is special and it's not easy for me to show up. I wonder if Brother Jia is willing to do this? If you are willing, I can guarantee that you will become the richest young man in Lingcheng."

Jiusu's eyes flickered slightly, and he said disdainfully: "With just this little thing, you can become rich?"

Shao Jie said: "You underestimate him."

"Where did Brother Shao get such a good thing?" Jiusu came closer, still with a look of disbelief on his face, "Can it really make money?"

Shao Jie came closer and whispered, "It was obtained from the country of Xige. Don't tell anyone else. As long as you can sell it, you can make money. If one person gets infected, you can earn his family."

Jiusu hesitated and said, "I always feel that this is not a good thing. What if I get caught?"

"What are you afraid of? I have someone in Shengjing." Shao Jie revealed, "He's a high-ranking official. As long as you don't kill anyone and the emperor knows about it, I can get you out without anyone noticing. So, are you willing to do this business with me?"

After a long while, he clenched his fists.

"Okay! As long as you say this, I feel relieved! Brother Shao, please prepare more goods. I have many friends who know me. If this thing is really addictive, it will be gone in a few days."

"..."

Back to the inn, Mei Ling followed closely behind.

Qiu Man heard the noise and came out from next door. She noticed Sister Jiusu's gesture and understood it instantly.

She asked in a cold voice: "Who is this woman?"

Jiusu nodded with satisfaction. Not bad, not bad. The taste was right, but it was the jealous feeling. She coughed lightly and said, "It was the dancer that Boss Shao gave me."

Mei Ling bowed and said, "Madam, please don't be angry. I will definitely take good care of you and the young master."

"Who needs to take care of me? A vixen wants to steal my man?" Qiu Man rolled her eyes, grabbed Jiusu's sleeve, and scolded, "Vixen, stand at the door! Don't come in, don't eavesdrop! Jia Si Le, come in and explain it to me."

Jiusu handed over a tael of silver and said gently, "Don't listen to her. If you are tired, just book a guest room and rest. I will come to find you later."

Mei Ling nodded, feeling a strange feeling in her heart.

Qiu Man widened her eyes and said angrily, "Okay, you dare to flirt with me, I think you don't want to live like this anymore!"

boom!

The door was slammed shut with a frightening sound.

Mei Ling was startled. She bit her lower lip in worry and called out softly, "Master..."

He stood at the door, at a loss, holding the silver in his hand.

In the room, Qiu Man suppressed her laughter and said in a low voice: "Sister Jiusu, you are too amazing. Why don't you accept her as your concubine? I think Mr. Jiang will definitely not mind."

Jiusu shrugged helplessly.

"It's either smoking or being lustful. I can only choose the latter. Tell Lord Song to keep an eye on the people in Shao Mansion. He will go to get a batch of goods in the next few days. If he's lucky, he may be able to catch a bigger fish."

Qiu Man nodded, thought about it, and said.

"But if I go to find Master Song, will I be exposed? After all, there is Mei Ling."

Jiusu smiled ambiguously: "Isn't that better? You pretend to be angry and slam the door and go back to your room, and stay in the same room with Lord Song. He can't come out, and you can't come out either. Isn't that a better way to cultivate your relationship?"

Qiu Man blushed and asked, "Will he agree?"

Jiusu analyzed: "As long as it helps to investigate the case, he will definitely be willing."

Qiu Man took a deep breath, entered the acting state, kicked the door and went out, glared at Mei Ling fiercely, and cursed: "Little bitch, you are really powerful, just wait!"

"I…"

Before Mei Ling finished her words, she saw the lady's back, with a hint of... joy? Entering the next room, but this situation made her at a loss.