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

Riding in a carriage towards the busy city, Xu Tianyan was extremely careful along the way.

Bai Luoxue didn't object.

Xu Tianyan got off the carriage first, opened his umbrella, raised the back of his hand, and placed it in front of her: "Miss Bai, I will help you get off the carriage."

Bai Luoxue gently placed her hand on the back of his hand.

"Thank you."

After her feet touched the ground, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go get ice cream."

Xu Tianyan sat in the store and didn't feel hot anymore. There was an open space outside the store where a stall was set up. There was a large area of shade on the ground. People who finished their work at noon gathered here to rest.

The ice cream was so cold that it seemed to calm his heart.

He asked, “Who owns this store?”

Bai Luoxue said, "Madam Prime Minister, all the shops on this street that I've never seen before are owned by her."

"She's really amazing."

While Xu Tianyan was amazed, he also felt a little relieved. If his second brother had not been such a playboy and had not fallen for the Prime Minister's wife, he would have really lost out on the big picture.

I don’t know how the plan is going, second brother.

Flower House.

Lingxian's eyes were red as she opened the back door and ushered the man in. "Sir, please keep your voice down. I'm afraid of alerting others. I heard screams and saw blood nearby, so I immediately came to report to the authorities."

"Lead the way." Jiang Jing looked around and said calmly.

He has never been here except to investigate cases.

It was surprisingly quiet, and it really looked like a murder had happened.

Lingxian took the person to the second floor quietly. Jiang Jing looked at the first floor and saw that there were still dancers performing. It seemed that someone had died upstairs and no one had noticed it yet.

Met colleagues on the road.

The man seemed to have discovered a new world and said with an ambiguous smile: "Hey, Prime Minister, you are here to visit the brothel too? I would like to introduce you to some girls. There are some who are good at brothel work."

Jiang Jing frowned and said, "I am here to investigate the case."

Something happened at Song Wang's family.

He came to cover for him for half a day.

The man was quite drunk. He leaned against the railing, waved his hands and laughed, "Hahahahahaha, investigating a case? I understand, I understand."

That obscene laugh disgusted Jiang Jing.

He looked at him calmly: "Of course, you will understand soon."

Lingxian took him into the innermost room.

There was blood on the ground.

Jiang Jing followed the bloodstains to the bed. The person on the bed suddenly sat up, stretched out her slender hand to open the curtain, and a woman in revealing clothes walked out.

He realized something was wrong and turned around immediately.

The woman who reported to the police tore off the human skin mask on her face, took off her outer clothes, threw them on the ground, and walked forward twisting her body.

Lingxian said in a charming voice, "Prime Minister, please don't be angry. I will help you calm down, okay?"

Jiang Jing asked in a deep voice, "Why did you deliberately lead me here?"

Lingxian was slightly stunned. The Prime Minister was indeed serious. Most men would have pounced on them upon seeing the two sisters. She smiled and said, "Everyone says that the Prime Minister is a good man. We sisters would also like to get our hands on such a good man."

"Who sent you?"

"Why are you so serious, Prime Minister? Give me a kiss...ah!"

The dagger was pressed against his throat, and a few drops of blood dripped out.

Lingzhi stepped forward quickly, but before her hand could touch Jiang Jing's arm, it was broken. She turned pale and bent over in pain: "Prime Minister, we sisters sincerely want to serve you."

Jiang Jing said, "You knew that I had a wife, yet you still did this disgusting thing."

He had already guessed who had sent them.

They have the accent of Yanzhou.

Lingxian's eyes were as charming as silk: "Yes, there are not many good men like you. Can't you let me enjoy them? The young master didn't leave, doesn't it mean that he is attracted to you?"

The next second, Jiang Jing put away his sword.

Standing at the door, he said coldly, "I want to warn you. If you can be easily seduced and fall for such an obvious trick, you are not a good man. You are not even one ten-thousandth as good as Ah Su. I will tell you when I get back... Oh, forget it, you can't leave, I will go there myself."

Hearing this, the two men quickly put on their clothes, kicked open the window, and wanted to jump out, but they saw that the brothel had been surrounded by soldiers.

Lingxian turned around, looking flustered, but revealing a hint of envy.

"What the world says is right, he is indeed a good man."

Lingzhi was anxious and looked for a place to hide. She said, "You are still praising him. If it weren't for him, would we have been surrounded?"

Lingxian sat on the wooden window and chuckled.

"That's because we didn't work hard enough." She swung her legs in the air. She hadn't felt so free in a long time. She wanted to jump down, but unfortunately, she couldn't do that.

Some people don't allow it.

Lingzhi rolled her eyes, knowing what her sister was thinking: "I see you're quite happy. Are you going to forget the eldest prince and fall in love with someone else? But it's best if you forget him, you see."

Following my sister's gaze.

The eldest prince was having a pleasant conversation with a girl, who was none other than General Bai's daughter.

Xu Tianyan seemed to sense something. He looked up and saw a panicked figure. Looking down, he saw soldiers surrounding the flower garden. He said worriedly, "Something seems to have happened here. Should we go over there?"

Under the window, Lingzhi looked at her sister who was buried in her knees with her shoulders trembling, and sneered.

"You promised the Second Prince to seduce the Prime Minister, and I thought you wouldn't be heartbroken."

Lingxian remained silent.

Lingzhi raised an eyebrow, "You don't think the eldest prince will come to save you, do you?"

"..."

Well, my sister guessed it right.

The madam was very panicked because of the arrival of the soldiers.

She came forward with a smile and said, "Sir, we are just doing business. We haven't done anything wrong, right?"

The officer ignored the madam and knelt down to the person behind her: "Greetings to the Prime Minister."

Jiang Jing slowly walked down the stairs, his hand resting on the escalator as he spoke, "Xu State's laws forbid imperial officials from setting foot in brothels. Arrest them and give them sixty strokes of the cane!"

The official who had just spoken rudely suddenly sobered up.

Thinking of what he had said to the Prime Minister, he broke out in a cold sweat and slapped himself.

"A sin!"

Liang Yu stepped into the brothel and whispered a few words in the young master's ear.

Jiang Jing's face darkened: "Let's go."

It would have been fine if he just plotted against her, but he even dared to plot against Ah Su.

The backyard of the Jiang Mansion.

Jiusu leaned back in the rocking chair, flipping through a book. Looking at the man diligently cleaning the yard, the corners of her mouth curled up as she murmured to the maid beside her, "He's definitely a fool."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Xu Linxia holding a broom excitedly.

"Sister, am I sweeping well?"

Jiusu nodded and praised: "Not bad."

Xu Linxia was sweating profusely. Hearing her say this, he curled his lips, knelt on one knee on the ground, and asked: "Do you like me, sister? I swept the whole yard, but I'm not tired. Brothers are really strong."

"I don't like it." Jiusu smiled slightly.

Xu Linxia asked: "How can you like me?"

Jiusu held up her chin, her eyes fixed on the pots of flowers in the yard: "You watered the flowers."

"it is good!"

He agreed immediately and ran to water the plants excitedly. While Jiang Jing was not home yet, he had to please Jiusu as soon as possible, and it would be best if he could develop that kind of relationship.

After one stick of incense, every pot of flowers becomes gorgeous and tempting.

"elder sister…"