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"Do you think I'm joking?" Shen Muxue sneered, "Don't talk if you don't have money."

As soon as she finished speaking, she stood up and was about to leave.

Shen Leyao quickly grabbed her and managed to hold back her harsh words.

"Okay, one hundred thousand taels! I'll give it to you, but I need to raise some money."

"I'll give you three days. If I don't see the silver after three days, your lover will go to the Anping Marquis's mansion and make a grand appearance."

Shen Leyao gritted her teeth and squeezed out a word: "Okay."

After Shen Muxue left, Shen Leyao in the room was so angry that she swept all the tea sets on the table to the ground and said angrily: "Shen Muxue, how dare you threaten me! I will make sure you can get this money, but you will never be able to spend it!"

In the next three days, Shen Leyao began an intensive fundraising campaign.

The Jin family's dowry, plus the profits from his own lending over the years, plus other income and expenses, he had accumulated about 70,000 to 80,000 taels in his private treasury. After selling some jewelry, he finally made up the total.

But this is all their family assets, how can they let Shen Muxue succeed easily?

After three days, Shen Leyao booked a teahouse and asked Shen Muxue to meet her.

Five huge black lacquer boxes were placed in the center of the hall, filled with shiny silver.

The guards disguised themselves as tea drinkers and scattered throughout the teahouse.

She whispered to her men again, "I'll take Zhang Wen away later, and then you can capture Shen Muxue."

What followed was the old routine of frame-up. Didn’t the 100,000 taels end up back in his own pocket?

Everyone agreed in unison.

At this moment, the servant outside the door called out urgently: "Second Miss, Shen Muxue is bringing people here!"

Shen Leyao hurriedly looked outside the door and saw that the carriage had stopped. Shen Muxue slowly got out of the carriage, accompanied only by the round-faced maid An Lan.

She immediately ordered: "Act according to the plan!"

After Shen Muxue came in, she got straight to the point: "The person is in the carriage outside. Now you can ask someone to verify it."

Shen Leyao asked a servant who was familiar with the coachman to go and check.

Not long after, the man came back and nodded slightly to Shen Leyao.

Shen Leyao smiled and said, "Sister, you are a man of your word. Please count the silver carefully. I will take the people away first."

Shen Muxue gave her a meaningful smile: "Take care, second sister."

It was that look again, making Shen Leyao feel uncomfortable all over.

She snorted and left with her people.

The driver was driving outside, while Shen Leyao was inside the carriage, starting the second round of confrontation with Zhang Wen.

"Shen Muxue's reputation is ruined. If you admit that you are her lover, you can get her."

Zhang Wen lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"You are just a servant, but you are able to marry my eldest sister. You are already very proud of your ancestors. Are you still not satisfied? I warn you, don't be ungrateful."

Shen Leyao uses both soft and hard tactics and is very experienced in manipulating people's hearts.

However, Zhang Wen remained calm, as if everything was under his control.

After a stalemate, Shen Leyao finally gave in: "How about this, just tell me what you want?"

Zhang Wen's answer was succinct and clear: "Of course I want money."

Why money again?

Shen Leyao's heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

The veins on Shen Leyao's forehead were jumping as if they were about to jump out of the skin. Well, a road that can be opened with silver is not a road, but the Silver Bridge Avenue.

"Make a price!"

Zhang Wen pondered for a moment and slowly extended a finger.

"Ten thousand taels!" Shen Leyao almost jumped up at the sight, practically roaring, "Your monthly allowance is only twenty wen, Zhang Wen, you have quite an appetite."

Zhang Wen was stunned for a moment. In fact, he only thought of a thousand taels.

But since there was a wrong way to go, he decided to make the best of it: "If you give me the money, I will be your soldier and I will fight wherever you tell me to."

Why does this sound so familiar?

All right! Ten thousand taels, just consider it as buying a possible future.

Shen Leyao quickly pulled out a few banknotes and threw them at Zhang Wen. "This is a deposit. Once the deal is done, the other half will come naturally. As long as you behave and obey me, I, Shen Leyao, will never treat you unfairly."

Zhang Wen had never seen such a scene before. He hurriedly hugged the banknotes tightly in his arms and replied repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I will follow your orders."

As he spoke, he pointed at them seriously.

After ordering, he said he was so nervous that he wanted to go to the bathroom.

Shen Leyao sent a subordinate to follow him, fearing that something might go wrong.

But no matter how long we waited, the two people who entered the alley were like falling into a bottomless pit, and they disappeared for a long time.

Shen Leyao was waiting anxiously when a servant came running over, breathlessly saying, "Second Miss, this is bad! The money... is all gone!"

Shen Leyao grabbed the servant by the collar and asked anxiously, "What's gone? That's one hundred thousand taels, how can it just disappear like that? Explain it quickly!"

"The Jingzhao prefect, that Lord Sun, suddenly appeared and rescued Shen Muxue, taking away the silver as well."

The servant gasped, "Shen Muxue said...she also said that she would donate all the money to the refugees."

"what?!"

Shen Leyao slumped down in the carriage, her heart sinking as if into an ice cellar.

Her whole body was cold, as if she was being pulled by an invisible string, step by step towards the edge of the abyss.

Then, he missed a step.

There is no turning back from the abyss.

But despite the extreme shock, Shen Leyao unexpectedly calmed down.

She remembered the short man who had met Shen Muxue privately in the teahouse that day.

The image in my memory gradually overlapped with Sun Li's face.

Yes, the prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture was short and stocky!

A light bulb went off in Shen Leyao's head!

Everything suddenly became clear.

It turns out that this was a game.

A carefully designed trap just to deal with her.

Looking back, Shen Muxue asked for monthly wages in a high-profile manner, wasn't that just to attract her attention?

And afterward, Shen Muxue swaggered into the teahouse, sent the maid away, and met with the man alone. Wasn't this intended to cause her to misunderstand?

And that cup of tea.

The expensive Longjing tea was placed on my table for no reason.

It turns out that the source of everything going out of control actually started with that cup of tea...

"Shen Muxue, good tricks!"

Only then did Shen Leyao realize that Shen Muxue had completely plotted against her.

Not only has his reputation been ruined, but even the family business that his mother has worked so hard to build has gone down the drain.

How stupid.

Seeing Shen Leyao's grim expression, the servant asked tremblingly, "Second Miss, what should we do now?"

"Since the money is gone, at least we should save some of our reputation!"

Shen Leyao's face was gloomy, and she made a quick decision, "Let's go to the refugee shelter."

the other side.

Shen Muxue watched as Sun Li quickly exchanged 100,000 taels of silver for grain and transported it out of the city.

The soldiers were busy carrying and distributing them.

Shen Muxue and An Lan wore veils and tried their best to assist.

The refugees looked at the mountains of food and knew they no longer had to worry about hunger. They rushed forward and expressed their gratitude to Sun Li with tears in their eyes.

Sun Li quickly waved his hands: "No, this is Miss Shen's kindness, you should thank her."

The refugees all knelt down and kowtowed to Shen Muxue, praising her as a living Bodhisattva.