"Is that for yourself?" Xia Zhaoyi lowered his hand and looked through the curtain.
What could Mu Tingyu do? He could only laugh: "Zhuang Zhongdao and Lu Lang can do things for Miss Ali, so can I."
"They are not doing it for me. They don't know that I am the one behind the scenes who is adding fuel to the fire."
"Then..." Mu Tingyu raised his hand and said, "Miss Ah Li is just one more partner. Our Mu family is at least a powerful family in Li Qian, a clan with hairpins."
"Young Master Mu, are you here to surrender?"
"No."
Xia Zhaoyi smiled.
"Mu knows very well that he is no match for Miss A Li, so he can be Miss A Li's assistant. What do you think?" Mu Tingyu said with a smile.
Xia Zhaoyi's smile became even brighter: "Mu Tingyu, you are even meaner than Tao Lan."
Mu Tingyu paused slightly and said with a smile: "How could it be possible? That traitor Tao Lan has lost the justice of the nation, and this Li Qianli is ruined. The country is in ruins. I, Mu, am running for it, and he is a teacher of justice."
Zhili looked disgusted, looked up at Shen Lie, shook his head, and clicked his tongue silently.
Shen Lie glanced at him calmly and then looked back at Mu Tingyu.
After a while, Xia Zhaoyi said calmly: "Master Zhu's death, why do you think I will spare you lightly?"
Since Mu Tingyu dared to come, of course he had prepared his words: "Miss Ali, Master Zhu Xian's death was also an accident for me. At that time, the men in black came in to kidnap Master Zhu. I was escorted out by my subordinates first. The one who harmed Master Zhu... It was Lu Mingfeng who left in the end."
Xia Zhaoyi chuckled lightly and said nothing.
"In this case," Mu Tingyu said, "the men in black must be Miss A Li's people, right? They must have seen what Lu Mingfeng did when they rushed in. Miss A Li can just go and ask."
Xia Zhaoyi didn't want to waste any more time on this issue, so he said: "You owe your life to me first. Go and do something for me. If you finish it, you can save your own life."
"Yes!" Mu Tingyu was delighted, "Miss Ali, tell me, what do you want me to do?"
"Zhili," Xia Zhaoyi looked at the young boy beside the desk, "Take out the papers under the paperweight."
"Okay." Zhili responded and picked up the paperweight. There was a stack of neat and clean paper on top, and below it was a brand new pattern with ink.
It looked familiar, so I took a few more glances. It was the pattern on the small objects that Su Yumei had given me before.
Mu Tingyu's men went to pick it up. Mu Tingyu looked at it again and again, not knowing which side was upright, upside down, and upside down again.
"A scholar named Zhang Caiyun picked up these small things, but he refused to admit it," Xia Zhaoyi said, "find them back."
Mu Tingyu thought the other party wanted him to do something, but he didn't expect it to be something like this.
"Also, I want you to find the person causing trouble on the street. Have you found him?"
Mu Tingyu raised his head from the paper and looked towards the curtain.
This matter has already cost the Zhang family a large sum of money, so it is difficult to betray them, but if the girl in front of me wants to investigate, she will definitely be able to find out...
Anyway, she will be able to find out sooner or later. Is it different if he said it or not?
"Found it." Mu Tingyu said, then betrayed the Zhang family completely.
Zhili held up his cheeks on the desk, surprised that Mu Tingyu told everything like this.
Mu Tingyu could almost say ten sentences when Xia Zhaoyi asked him, and he was afraid that he would miss something, so he kept making up for it.
Also, he is very good at spreading his thoughts. It seems that in order to express his sincerity, he started from the Zhang family and went to the group of friends who were Zhang Puxiang's best friends before he became an official.
Yu Shiling may sneeze many times at this moment, and Bao Chengle, the current Minister of Rites, has had his background thoroughly revealed by Mu Tingyu.
Until Xia Zhaoyi finally couldn't listen anymore and interrupted him: "I don't want to hear it anymore."
Mu Tingyu had a bright smile on his face: "Then, what else does Miss Ali need from me?"
After a long silence, Xia Zhaoyi said: "People in Mingtai County, treat them well."
That’s a lot of money!
Thinking of this, Mu Tingyu felt depressed and stuffy, but in comparison, his life was indeed more important.
"Okay, that's inevitable. You should love your people as your own children."
"You are really going to raise your own status." Zhili couldn't help but said.
Mu Tingyu looked at him with a smile: "The Duke of Rongguo is also a noble man."
After speaking, he remembered that the girl half lying on the soft couch also came from the Zhongming Dingshi House, and Mu Tingyu suddenly felt that he had some pots that he did not want to open.
Fortunately, she didn't say anything, and there was no sound from Zhili.
Bao Suwei sat downstairs. Mu Tingyu's men did not join him, but stood at the stairs, waiting for Mu Tingyu to come down.
There was a plate of peanuts, pickles, and a bowl of rice wine on the Eight Immortals table in front of Bao Suwei, but he didn't touch it.
All he could think about was the woman upstairs, Ah Li, who had barked at him in Jingzhao and mocked him as a dog.
He has been looking for her all these years without success. It can be said that this is the closest he has ever been to her.
However, even if he killed Bao Suwei, he would not have thought that Mu Tingyu, who shouted that he had a plan, was now upstairs wishing he could grow a tail to wag.
After Mu Tingyu left, Ye Zheng closed the door and Dai Yu led the people down in person.
Zheli couldn't bear it anymore: "Sister, how can there be such shameless people in the world?"
Xia Zhaoyi smiled lightly and raised his hand to lift the curtain. Seeing this, Shen Lie stepped forward to take over.
"He is a smart man."
"Then, senior sister, do you really plan to cooperate with him?"
Ye Zheng brought a glass of warm water, and Xia Zhaoyi took it: "Thank you."
When she raised her hand to drink, she paused slightly and turned to look at Shen Lie who was arranging the curtains behind her.
When she fell asleep, Shen Lie had not yet come. The neat green shirt she was wearing now neutralized the coldness on his body, adding a bit of elegance and suaveness, but without the charm of romance. On the contrary, he was more composed and dignified, with a look beyond his actual age.
Mature.
Seemingly feeling something, Shen Lie turned back to look at her, his bright black eyes meeting the girl's black and white eyes.
Xia Zhaoyi curled her lips and smiled: "You don't need to do this."
"It takes a little effort," Shen Lie said.
Xia Zhaoyi looked at his features, as if she discovered for the first time that his facial features were so profound and charming, perhaps due to the spring light behind him.
She opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but in the end she said nothing.
Shen Lie waited quietly, and finally broke the silence: "Sister, what's going on?"
Xia Zhaoyi turned around calmly, raised her hand to drink tea, and said without any waves: "It's okay."
"Do you and Brother Shen have any conspiracy about Mu Tingyu?"
Xia Zhaoyi choked slightly on her tea, put it down and said, "No."
"I think he's quite annoying," he said with a deep breath, "This guy is worse than a wallflower."
Xia Zhaoyi's eyes fell on the map spread out on the desk: "What are you looking at?"
"Study the escape route in all nine dimensions," Zhili said, "Also, if we want to send troops to Li Qian in the future, which route is most appropriate."
