In the end, Mi Xiayao kicked Pei Xingyuan hard on the thigh.
"So you came here just to taunt me. Have you seen my front door? Go slowly and don't see me off."
She bit her back teeth and questioned the other party.
Pei Xingyuan saw that she was getting angry again.
He quickly took out various small bottles and a tightly wrapped small object from his arms.
Mi Xiayao ignored the bottles and jars first and looked at the most mysterious thing.
He could feel Mi Xiayao's hot gaze moving with his hand.
"I just finished a case this morning. I passed by a courtyard and found that the location was quiet and the layout of the courtyard was quite comfortable, so I bought it on the way."
As he spoke, he displayed the things.
Then I saw a gold and bronze key.
"So you carry a large amount of money in your arms every day, and you even have time to go see the yard?!"
Mi Xiayao looked at this man with a complicated expression and speechless expression.
"Young master is not an ordinary person." He raised his eyebrows and looked at the other person quite provocatively.
Mi Xiayao sneered and responded to him rather perfunctorily, "Yes, you are not a normal person."
He snarled, holding the bunch of keys, "Let's just chat, why do you still use language to attack others?"
Lifting up his robe, he sat down opposite Mi Xiayao.
Then he handed over the key in his hand.
"What do you mean, this yard is going to be given to me?!" She looked at Pei Xingyuan's movements in confusion and raised her eyebrows.
The man's thin lips curved into a playful smile.
He raised his chin and said, "Imitate my example. I want to hide my beauty in a golden house."
"Whoever likes the yard you see on the roadside can live there."
She rolled her eyes at Pei Xingyuan and pretended not to understand what he meant.
He coughed dryly and touched his nose awkwardly with his fingertips.
"How about we put on a play in a house?" Pei Xingyuan stopped his careless smile.
He looked at her sincerely.
This man's eyes are standard red and phoenix eyes. The ends of the eyes are slightly raised, but the eyelashes are thick, which makes his eyebrows look valiant and heroic.
"What are you acting for? Are you just acting on the occasion?"
Her words were straightforward, and Pei Xingyuan didn't bother to elaborate on her words. He nodded honestly.
Mi Xiayao half-squinted her eyes and looked at the house key again.
"You dare to confront the prince, the second-rank minister of Dali Temple, how can you still be afraid?"
Pei Xingyuan raised his eyebrows when he heard this. He looked at the woman in front of him with astonishment and disbelief.
"Yeah, let's just talk about it privately. Don't talk about me like that outside. I still want to stay in Daqi Capital for a few more years."
He looked frightened, but he spoke frankly and without fear.
She chuckled.
"If you can apply these ointments conscientiously, there will be no scar marks within three or four days.
"If someone spends one day fishing and two days drying nets, even if you stay home for a month, the scars on your face may not be able to recover."
Pei Xingyuan stood up and deliberately prolonged his tone.
Before Mi Xiayao could get completely angry, he greased the soles of his feet and ran away.
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As for the old lady Duan who was captured and taken away by the Yamen, the Yamen quickly gave the final result.
Since the old lady of the Duan family has no royal title, although her son is a court official, he is still a commoner in the final analysis.
People beat officials for no reason, and in addition to being imprisoned in prison cells, in serious cases, they may even be banned from entering the capital forever.
The Duan family's salary had already been deducted during this period, so there was no extra money left to manage the yamen, which resulted in laxity.
Later, Mi Xiayao heard from Song Qiao that Duan Honglin had sold the small courtyard in Beijing and replaced it with a smaller, dilapidated courtyard.
After going around in and out several times, I managed to get the old lady Duan out of the prison.
Of course, this act of making money...who knows how many silver coins he invested in it.
This made the Duan family, which was already in embarrassment, even worse.
On Mi Xiayao's side, the handover of the palace chief's duties has been completed, and she is currently busy entering the palace to take over the tedious duties of the chief.
The selling price of Yuelai Building to the outside world has increased with the status of its owner.
At the same time, in the imperial city, Yinmi Xia Yao was awarded the sixth rank of Si Yi by the emperor.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows this very well.
This little female official has a lot of backers behind her.
No one dared to make things difficult for Mi Xia Yao at the cusp of this storm, so it was much easier for her to manage the affairs of the Treasure Clothing Bureau in the palace.
She had just walked out of the Clothing Bureau that day and was about to leave the imperial city and return to her own courtyard.
At the intersection of Huangcheng Road, I met several female officials I had become acquainted with recently.
"I'm going to take a nap tomorrow, does Miss Mi have any plans?"
In addition to the sixth-grade Si Yi, the Bureau of Treasures and Clothes also has other Si Bao and female officials of the same rank as the Master of Ceremonies.
Moreover, they were old people who had served in the palace for a long time, and Mi Xiayao wanted to get to know more people and expand her network.
"We don't have any plans yet. Where are you aunts?"
The person who just spoke is Si Bao, whose surname is Cui. She is the daughter of the Cui family of Baolin in the inner city. The family has a high status, and even though Cui Si Bao's status is slightly higher than that of his mother's family.
Cui Sibao looked at each other and his fellow emcee beside him, pursed his lips and smiled.
"According to the old rules, every time we take a break, we will gather for a while at Baoju Garden in Xixiang. If Mi Siyi doesn't have any plans, would you like to have a party with us tomorrow?"
Mi Xiayao agreed quite simply.
Cui Sibao nodded happily and said, "Then I will take a detour to pick you up tomorrow."
After they agreed on a time, Mi Xiayao watched the two senior female officials get on the carriage.
After watching the carriage go completely away, the smile on her lips faded a lot.
She had heard a little bit about Baoju Garden in her previous life.
Rumor has it that it is a private residence opened to the public by a certain nobleman in the imperial city. The house is a geomantic treasure and has high gardening skills.
Many aristocratic families in the inner city would go to Baoju Garden to hang out, and some would go to the quiet wing to discuss matters.
Cui Sibao booked the party here just to show Mi Xiayao her Cui family's connections and abilities in the capital.
This was a subtle and gentle attack on her.
This show of force had little impact on Mi Xiayao.
Her purpose is to win over Cui Sibao.
In the capital, there have been too many enemies in the past few days, so the imperial city must reduce the hostility as much as possible.
To avoid becoming the target of public criticism.
When she returned to the mansion, she started preparing the gifts for tomorrow's party without stopping.
At the agreed time the next day, Cui Sibao arrived at the door of her villa on time.
Mi Xia Yao just got into the carriage, raised the curtain and saw an unexpected person.
Miao Qi sat on the left side of Cui Sibao. She watched Mi Xiayao get on the carriage, and her expression also changed slightly.
Cui Sibao seemed not to notice the unnaturalness of the two people, and even warmly greeted Mi Xiayao to come sit next to her.