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

Early in the morning, Qiu Man came out of the house. She had spent two wonderful nights with Song Wang. She was full of energy. She jumped out, knocked on the door and asked softly, "Are you up?"

Soon, the door opened.

Jiusu asked: "Manman, what's with that expression on your face?"

"Hey, did you have any last night..." Qiu Man glanced into the room ambiguously.

Jiusu pointed his finger at her head and gently pushed it, "You slept well. How are you and Master Song?"

Qiu Man blushed.

"Am I not your wife now?"

Jiusu chuckled and said helplessly, "Yes, Meiling saw you and Lord Song flirting yesterday, and also saw me and Ajing... Hey, I'll go see Meiling."

I knocked for a long time, but no one opened the door.

Fearing something might happen, he rushed in.

The waiter had just delivered the hot water when he saw them looking for someone and said, "She was picked up by the housekeeper of the Shao Mansion. She was said to be serving the master. Was it me who delivered the bath water?"

Jiusu opened the letter.

treasure.

The two words are as heavy as gold.

"I'm going to go out for a while. If I can't come back in an hour, I'll have Lord Song lead the troops to take over the Shao Mansion!"

Qiu Man realized the seriousness of the situation and reminded: "Sister... uh, let Mr. Jiang accompany you, okay?"

Jiusu shook her head and turned around.

The door was opened a crack, and Ah Jing was standing very close to him. He would not come out without her permission. She said, "It would not benefit anyone if his identity was exposed. Let him stay with Lord Song."

Watching the person leave.

Jiang Jing lowered his eyes and looked at the dark shadows on the ground. Without Qiu Man's explanation, he could understand what A Su meant, but he could not ignore A Su's safety.

Next to the bed were the women's clothes that Ah Su had changed out of.

His eyes paused.

"I would like to ask Miss Qiu for a favor."

"..."

Coming to Shao's house again, Jiusu felt something was wrong. The housekeeper's smile was eerie. Jiusu gritted his teeth and said, "Housekeeper, I'm here to see Boss Shao."

The butler nodded: "Please."

Suddenly, a figure flashed past from behind. Jiusu turned around and didn't see anyone. She pursed her lips, fearing that this time it would be dangerous.

In the study, clouds and smoke are like the sea.

The air was damp and choking.

As soon as Jiusu entered, he saw Shao Jie's eyes full of calculation.

Shao Jie spun the portrait in his hand.

"Is this you? Should I call you Jiusu, Jia Sile, or fake dead?"

He thought about it all morning and finally figured it out.

It was a trap from the beginning.

Now that the truth has been revealed, there is no need to pretend.

Jiusu pulled off his sticky beard and stuck it on the table, looking arrogant and contemptuous, and asked calmly: "Boss Shao, did you call Jiusu?"

Suddenly, Shao Jie put down his pipe.

Kneel on the ground quickly.

"I am a humble person, please forgive me for my poor eyesight."

I didn't dare to vent the anger in my heart.

Originally, he wanted to take the initiative so that he could question Jiusu why he lied, whether he had other purposes, or whether he wanted to go against the Shao family.

How big a wave can a woman make?

Taking the initiative is not as good as using power to suppress others.

Jiusu took out a face towel to remove her makeup. She asked, "Where's Meiling?"

His hair was loose and he tied a dagger into his boot.

Shao Jie was shocked when he saw all this. He couldn't help but ask, "Mei Ling is just a dancer."

Jiusu had been in the ancient times for so long that he had a bad temper. His voice was tinged with murderous intent as he asked, "Where is she?"

Seeing that he was hesitant, he quickly drew his sword.

With blood dripping from his neck, death briefly approached. Shao Jie, sweating profusely, knelt on the ground and spoke in an erratic voice.

"In, in King Chang's house."

Jiusu drew back the sword, his eyes cold and gloomy: "Lead the way!"

Shao Jie was leading the way in front, he was worried that nothing would happen to Mei Ling, and he also thought that Prince Chang would definitely deal with Jiusu.

A prince and a female official of the third rank.

"It's right inside."

From the room, there was a woman's scream of pain. If she wasn't in extreme pain, she wouldn't have screamed that way.

Jiusu pushed the door open and walked in.

Mei Ling was tied up.

The white undershirt was also stained red with blood.

The three people in the room looked over at the same time. Mei Ling was soaked with sweat, and her dull eyes suddenly brightened up. She murmured, "Master Jia..."

The previous makeup has been wiped off.

Her hair was loose and her face was without any makeup.

This kind of Mr. Jia seems even more charming.

Prince Chang paused, put down his pipe, and said, "Miss Jiu, long time no see. Did you miss me? Did you break into my bedroom and push me onto the bed?"

ill.

Jiusu cursed in his heart.

She said politely, "Your Highness, you are joking. I am afraid that Mei Ling will contradict you, so I came here in a hurry to apologize. Please allow me to take her away."

Prince Chang guessed that even a hero would be tempted by beauty.

But I didn’t expect that besides heroes, beauties were also sad.

He raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully: "What if I don't let you go? Jiusu, do you want to offend me? Or, you can beg me to spend the night with you and take this dancer away with you."

Mei Ling shook her head and shed two lines of tears.

"No, I am of humble status and not worthy of your doing this. Please leave now."

The pain in the body is a thousand times greater.

When you are treated sincerely in deception, the tangled emotions are like ants gnawing at your heart, sour and numb, unable to love or hate.

Jiusu asked, "Is this the atmosphere in the imperial court?"

The same reason again! Prince Chang clenched his fist and slammed it on the wooden table. Yun Yong immediately drew out his sword. The tense atmosphere was exactly the same as before.

As long as the prince ordered, his sword would pierce the dancer's throat.

Prince Chang cursed, "Do you think I dare not kill you?"

Jiusu clapped his hands and said without any fear.

"I just don't know what crime the prince will be charged with for killing an official appointed by the court. Will the emperor, the people, and the border soldiers blame you?"

Prince Chang couldn't get impulsive at all, could he kill him?

I can, but I don’t dare.

"Are you challenging my bottom line?"

Jiusu took a half step back and said in a gentle tone: "I have no intention of offending the prince. Please be kind and let me take Mei Ling away from here. I will be very grateful."

It was quiet all around, and the only sounds were the rain and sobbing.

Time passed little by little.

The agreed time is almost here.

If Ajing and Lord Song really brought people here, things would get worse, and their relationship with Prince Chang would be exposed.

King Chang asked, "How do you plan to thank me?"

Jiusu looked at the pipe that was still emitting smoke and said, "Your humble servant doesn't have to tell the emperor that I saw you using this thing in Lingcheng."

"threaten?"

"How dare I? This is a deal."

Using the prince's secret to exchange for the dancer, it is clear at a glance who gets the advantage.

The tea in the porcelain cup was filled.

Wisps of hot air were coming out.

Prince Chang said: "After I finish drinking this cup of tea, I will start a large-scale hunt in the palace. If you don't escape, don't blame me for being cruel and merciless."

I estimate that this cup of tea will only take three minutes.

Jiusu gritted her teeth. She no longer hesitated, cut the rope, and helped the weak Mei Ling escape. But as soon as she left the yard, Mei Ling's legs went weak. "Is your leg injured?"

Mei Ling just shook her head and chuckled.

"Sir, leave me alone and go."