The gambling god's wife in the Duke's Mansion is getting divorced again

Two days later, Sang Wan was checking the account books with the accountant when Yu Lai hurried in:

"Master, something happened."

Sang Wan motioned the accountant to leave and poured a cup of tea for Yu Lai: "Wipe off your sweat, have a cup of tea and sit down to talk."

Seeing her calm and composed, Yu Lai felt a little embarrassed. He raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat off his face and calmed himself down.

"My subordinate lost his composure and broke the rules, please don't blame me, Master."

Sang Wan waved her hand and got straight to the point:

“But there’s something wrong with that piece of land?”

"That's right." Yu Lai said,

"This piece of land is supposed to be the private property of the Dugu family. If we take his transfer deed to the government to register it, it will be ours.

But today when I went to the government office, the lawyer told me that the Pingxi Army had taken a fancy to this piece of land.

If they don't give in, we can't register it, and if we can't register it, we can't build a horse farm on this land."

"The Pingxi Army is also going to build a horse farm?" Sang Wan couldn't help but frown. "What a coincidence?"

"I've inquired, and the Pingxi Army's carriages are seven hundred miles west of Yangyue Mountain, far from Liangzhou City. Their horse ranch is more than ten times larger than ours, so we can't afford it. From the tone of your advisor, it seems you're just trying to hold us back and get some benefits."

Yu Lai sighed, "Aren't all those with a little power like this?"

Sang Wan's brows flickered with displeasure: "I've always heard that the Pingxi Army has strict discipline, but I didn't expect the atmosphere to be so unbearable."

"A powerful dragon can't defeat a local snake, don't you think?"

Yu Lai studied her expression. "Master, I was told that General Shuxi will be coming to the city tonight. He will host a banquet to introduce us. Master, we are new to Liangzhou and have been busy shopping. We should spend some money to pave the way."

Isn’t the General Guarding the West Zheng Jinzhi?

He has fallen on hard times now, and he's even started to extort money?

Sang Wan had a headache and didn't want to see this person.

"Okay. You arrange it. Money is not a problem."

Yu Lai received the order and left.

Xiao Shun muttered, "The master is not that kind of person."

Yan Hong was annoyed: "He doesn't want you anymore, and you're still speaking for him."

"Then your brother and my master are not that kind of people." Xiao Shun retorted.

"Of course I'm not, but it's none of my business who knows."

“…He’s not.”

The two of them were bickering in low voices, not noticing that Sang Wan's expression was changing from cloudy to bright like the clouds in the sky.

Liangzhou was dry and the sky was blue. At the end of February, some snow had not melted yet. She walked under the eaves and reached out to catch the snow water dripping from the eaves. The water dripped into her palm, as if taking her back to the south of the Yangtze River in an instant.

Something took root in her palm, trying to break the restriction and emerge. Sang Wan clenched her hands and pinched it silently, but the thought flowed out from between her fingers like snow water.

She couldn't hold it back, so she just let it go.

Yan Hong handed over the handkerchief: "Master, wash your hands."

Sang Wan took the handkerchief, wiped it, and said to her:

"Let Yu Lai open a private room next door tonight, and I'll go and listen. You two shouldn't show up."

Xiaoshun and Yanhong: "Yes."

*

At night, the government office held a banquet in Caiyun Pavilion.

This is the most prosperous brothel in Liangzhou. It is crowded with singing girls, with loud music and stringed instruments. It is so charming that one doesn't even know what day it is.

Yu Lai waited cautiously with the other gentry.

Zheng Jinzhi came in with Li Jiu's horse and golden sword, and the governor greeted him: "Welcome, General!"

General Shuxi was a cold-faced devil who never attended banquets. But for some reason, he agreed to attend the banquet today, which caught the government office off guard. They were afraid that they would offend him by failing to entertain him well, so they became even more restrained and cautious.

As he became more reserved, the gentry below also trembled with fear, lowered their heads, and dared not breathe.

The night at the end of February was still cold and the governor was sweating profusely.

"General, please take a seat."

Zheng Jinzhi glanced around and only saw Yu Lai, not Sang Wan. His expression immediately darkened. He lifted the corner of his robe and sat down impatiently.

He made eye contact with Li Jiu, and Li Jiu quietly retreated.

The governor thought that he was dissatisfied with the bland atmosphere and immediately waved his hand. The singing girls holding wine jugs came in one after another and sat down beside the crowd in an orderly manner.

There was a singing girl sitting on each side of Zheng Jinzhi, pouring wine for him and passing him cups.

The governor raised his glass to warm up the atmosphere, and the gentry followed suit. Zheng Jinzhi did not refuse and drank it all.

After drinking half of the wine, the lawyer saw that it was almost time, so he immediately brought Yu to Zheng Jinzhi and mentioned the matter of the land.

Zheng Jinzhi held the wine cup in his slender hands, without even raising his eyelids: "It's a small matter."

Yu Lai was delighted and was about to bow to express his gratitude, but he continued, "Let your master come. Who do you think you are?"

The master's expression changed, and Yu Lai also looked embarrassed.

He didn't dare to say no, so he had to find an excuse in a roundabout way:

"General, the mountains are high and the waters are far away. The master of the family really can't come. When the master arrives in Liangzhou one day, he will definitely visit you in person."

"Are you really unable to come, or are you afraid to come?" Zheng Jinzhi glanced at him, "Think it over first."

Yu Lai held his breath and didn't dare to respond easily.

Could it be that General Zheng knew something?

"Never mind. I don't think this piece of land is important to your master. The Pingxi Army would be great for horse racing and Cuju."

Yu Lai was startled and wanted to see Sang Wan.

The two of them knew each other? I haven't heard the master mention it.

He didn't dare to make the decision and had to ask Sang Wan for permission before deciding:

"A few days ago I heard that the master was coming, so I asked him where he was."

Zheng Jinzhi waved his hand.

Yu Lai retreated and entered the next room when no one was paying attention. After listening to this, Sang Wan just sighed:

"Go, fetch me a veil."

Yu Lai was worried. He didn't know the grudge between Sang Wan and Pei Jinzhi. He just felt that there seemed to be something between the two of them and they were always awkward.

But it looks like his life is safe.

"Master, I'll be guarding outside. If you need anything, just call me."

Yu Lai thought that if the shadow guards really took action, they would not be pushovers.

Li Jiu followed Zheng Jinzhi into the room, knelt down respectfully, and kowtowed three times.

Yu Lai was a little surprised, but Li Jiu said nothing. He kowtowed and quietly left.

Zheng Jinzhi sat opposite Sang Wan, his eyes fixed on her face. His heart was in a knot and he even tried hard to control his breathing, fearing that excessive breathing would disturb her peace.

She was calmer than before, her eyes almost expressionless. Her pale hands held the teacup, poured him a cup, and pushed it towards him.

Zheng Jinzhi silently picked up the tea and drank it all in one gulp.

The tea is fragrant, with a sweet and slightly bitter aftertaste, just like the relationship between them, which is hard to describe in words.

After three or four cups of tea, Sang Wan didn't want to sit there any longer and said bluntly, "I want that piece of land."

"What if I don't give it?"

Zheng Jinzhi raised his eyebrows, his voice hoarse and a little trembling.

Sang Wan lowered her eyes: "Make some conditions."

The Pingxi Army was short of food and pay, and the entire army was extremely poor.

She has plenty of money.

Zheng Jinzhi's black eyes moved slightly: "I want you."

Sang Wan was stunned, her hand that was pouring tea paused, and then she laughed out loud.

"Why, Qinghe didn't serve you well?"