"Tell me, what happened to you that can make you remember that there is still a person like me?"
There was something meaningful in Pei Xingyuan's words, and there was a hint of personal emotion in them.
Mi Xiayao just pretended not to hear it.
She pointed to the wine shop diagonally below the second floor of the teahouse.
Yes, she specially picked it from Dongxiang today.
Pei Xingyuan looked in her direction and saw an endless stream of people at the door of the wine shop.
The man's beautiful sword-shaped eyebrows neither wrinkled nor wavered in any way. He just concluded plainly: "Generally, the wine brewed in this kind of shop is either mixed with water, or it tastes bad and boring."
"You teamed up with his opponents to expose his background. Now it's not going to be easy under his hands, right?"
Mi Xiayao did not answer his words, but brought up a topic that could not be discussed.
This sentence is just like an encrypted conversation, only the two of them can understand it.
Pei Xingyuan twitched the corners of his lips and said, "He doesn't dare to mess with me because other people are more aggrieved."
"Having made Dad unhappy, he will now try his best to find some old people who can speak well in front of Dad and bribe them in an attempt to put in a good word for him, right?"
Under the bamboo hat, Mi Xiayao's sharp eyes looked directly at Pei Xingyuan through the blurred veil.
He could feel the hot eyes on him.
What surprised Pei Xingyuan more than the scorching gaze was that Mi Xiayao could always accurately figure out all the prince's temperament and tactics.
Alarm bells rang in his heart, and he half-squinted his red phoenix eyes, wishing that the scrutiny in his eyes would penetrate Mi Xiayao's body.
"You're not really planning anything against him, are you?"
This woman was able to kick her ex-husband and even escape with all her dowry...
He knew that she would never be content with just this situation.
Mi Xiayao was still immersed in intrigues and deceptions, racking her brains to think about how to persuade Pei Xingyuan to help her.
As a result, the other party was caught off guard and said this, which shocked her.
"What do I want from him? I want him to be in good shape but not in stature, capable but not capable. Do I want him to have a final backer?"
Mi Xiayao pretended that if she really became one of the people in the backyard of the prince's east palace, it would be very unlucky.
Just thinking about it made her feel sick.
Pei Xingyuan was amused by her words, and his red phoenix eyes immediately turned away from the meaning of scrutiny.
"So he must need a lot more money now than before, right?" Mi Xiayao could forcefully bring the topic back.
Pei Xingyuan even cooperated with her in a serious manner.
"This is indeed needed, but I recently couldn't get out of a case I was working on, so he stopped asking me to put pressure on him recently."
The man shrugged indifferently.
But Mi Xiayao didn't care about him, she was going to follow the goal she had arranged anyway.
"In that tavern just now, find someone of your own to go over and mess around with his shop, and then think of a way to frame him for having a problem with his wine. This will make his reputation fall and he will be on the verge of bankruptcy due to compensation issues."
Mi Xiayao respectfully placed the poured cup of tea in front of Pei Xingyuan.
This was what she did subconsciously when she asked him to do something.
The man looked at the steaming cup of tea in front of him, folded his hands across his chest, and pondered: "What good will it do to me?"
Mi Xiayao knew he would ask this.
She had already prepared a countermeasure and said calmly: "Dongxiang is the most prosperous street in the capital. If you can open a shop here, as long as you do what you like, the profits you can bring back will definitely be considerable.
"Even if you don't do business yourself, you can get a thousand taels of silver from selling the East Street shop. As long as you can bankrupt that shop, we will split all the income from the East Alley shop 5:5.
"If you really need a lot of money now, I can sell this prosperous shop."
Pei Xingyuan could clearly hear the sound of calculations in her mind, even through the noisy storytelling.
For a moment, the man looked dumbfounded as he looked at Mi Xiayao, who had more tricks than the last.
"Okay, you can finish this when you want."
"today."
"puff--"
Pei Xingyuan was thinking about taking a sip of hot tea and preparing to accept Mi Xiayao's commission.
When I heard about the time arrangement, the hot tea I just drank suddenly sprayed onto the bamboo hat opposite me.
Mi Xiayao: "..." At this moment, she felt that it was more urgent to kill Pei Xingyuan than to deal with those white-eyed wolves.
The man pulled his sleeves and subconsciously reached out to wipe her, but she nimbly avoided his touch.
His hands fell empty, and he retracted his hands happily.
"No creditor's rent collection is as oppressive as yours." He considered his tone, hoping to speak softer.
But Mi Xiayao insisted on completing it today.
"You have extraordinary abilities, but for a mere tavern to give you three days, doesn't it look down on you a bit?"
Mi Xiayao wanted to pick up her bamboo hat, but she held back.
He couldn't help but take another look at the pub downstairs.
It must be said that Mi Xiayao knows how to provoke generals.
In particular, he knew how to use the provocation method on Pei Xingyuan, and achieved an astonishingly happy ending.
"Okay!" He gritted his teeth, "I will clean it up for you to see!"
Pei Xingyuan stood up without hesitation, turned around and walked out of the teahouse.
She simply sat by the window, always staring at the No. 32 liquor store.
The storytellers in the teahouse all changed to the second story and started reading it from the beginning, and the noise in the east alley had not started yet.
Just when Mi Xiayao was getting impatient and wanted to leave, there was a burst of shouting downstairs.
A young man who looked strange came into Mi Xiayao's sight carrying a jar of wine.
There was still a certain distance between the shops in the teahouse on the second floor. She couldn't hear clearly what the other party said, and soon someone started shoving and yelling.
Immediately afterwards, many theatergoers and people with good intentions gathered around.
This liquor store No. 32 has blocked Dongxiang Street.
Soon, people hidden in the crowd raised their hands to resist, and the shopkeeper's face became more and more panicked.
There were even some nefarious people who took the wine jar and smashed it at the wine shop sign.
For a moment, the sound of breaking ceramics came one after another.
The scene was very similar to the scene when Mi Xia Yao was crowded into a group by a group of troublemakers before she could even get off the carriage.
"I don't know if my second uncle will be furious if he finds out. I will give him a big gift package this year. I am really a filial junior."
Mi Xiayao pressed the brim of her hat, sneered and muttered in a low voice.
As the commotion at the liquor store downstairs became bigger and bigger, it became even more exaggerated when patients injured by alcohol were brought up.
This time he was no longer sarcastic towards Master Mi.
But she admired Pei Xingyuan from the bottom of her heart.
...As expected of Zuo Shaoqing from Dali Temple, he really has a way of torturing people.