Liang Ping'an was naturally not surprised that Jiang Chaoge's request was extremely unreasonable, but that he was surprised... Why would the Captain Jiang in front of him make such a request?
Didn't he want to save Magistrate Zhou?
In this case, why go to the crime treasury? Moreover, it is the crime treasury of the Night Detective Department!
The Night Detective Department's case library records are all files about mountain spirits and ghosts, and the best way to save County Magistrate Zhou is to spend a sum of money to plug up the hole first.
As long as the money is filled in and the upper and lower parts are cleared, people will be released.
If a person is released and can regain power, is the three hundred thousand taels of silver still a big deal?
Liang Ping'an was silent for a moment, and then reminded him.
"If Brother Jiang wants to save County Magistrate Zhou, he should first find a way to make up for the lost disaster relief money. If Brother Jiang has difficulties with money, I can think of some ways to borrow a sum from other places first. Brother Jiang only needs
Just persuade County Magistrate Zhou to sign and stamp it."
This is the power of the powerful. With the Liang Mansion as a guarantee, which yamen can't afford three hundred thousand taels of silver?
But Jiang Chaoge shook his head again: "I have other plans."
"Other plans?"
Liang Ping'an didn't understand, but since Capt. Jiang in front of him didn't say anything, he couldn't ask any more questions and could only smile bitterly: "Actually, I'm just a reserve member of the Night Reconnaissance Department for the time being, and I haven't officially joined the Night Reconnaissance Department.
In this case of treasury redemption...Brother Jiang, why don't you come in again for a sip of tea and let me think of some solutions?"
"good."
Jiang Chaoge returned to the living room.
…
Outside the reception room of Liang Mansion, there is a pavilion.
There is a round bronze mirror hanging in the pavilion, and Jiang Chaoge's figure is reflected in the mirror.
In front of the mirror, two girls were sitting half-kneeling with their knees bent, revealing their long, delicate white legs.
Liang Waner looked at the person in the mirror and held her chin with both hands: "Sister Ji, do you think this vulgar warrior really only wants to save the county magistrate Zhou, is he really unmoved by power and wealth, or does he have other motives?"
picture?"
"It's both." Ji Ruxue also held her chin with both hands and got together with Liang Wan'er.
"Well, the young lady of the Zhou family is dead, so Jiang Erlang can still do this, which can be regarded as a great deal of love and righteousness." Liang Wan'er sighed a little: "Moreover, this vulgar warrior can still force me, the Liang family, to admit his mistake. This is
I didn’t expect it, but why did he have to enter the Night Detective Division to redeem himself?”
"Didn't he say that? He has other plans." Ji Ruxue curled her lips: "Speaking of which, your cousin is really of no use. If I ask him directly, what are your plans? Tell me, don't tell me.
You won’t be allowed in! It’s simple and direct, there’s no need to guess around here.”
"You...can you still ask like this?" Liang Wan'er felt that her posture increased again: "Does Sister Ji mean to let him in?"
"If you don't let him in, how do you know what his plans are?" Ji Ruxue looked at Liang Wan'er with a strange look on her face: "It's better not to hang out with your cousin in the future, you're almost going to be stupid."
"Yeah, I think so too. My cousin is so stupid. I just thought that the other party would directly ask me, Liang Mansion, to release him. I thought of using some money and future to silence Jiang Erlang. In the end, he didn't buy it at all.
, but caught him off guard, oh, what a shame!"
At this moment, a maid ran over.
Liang Wan'er immediately sat upright and looked at Ji Ruxue... she moved faster than her, and had already turned her back, no longer looking at the bronze mirror hanging in the air, looking cold and arrogant.
"This slave has met Miss Wan'er and Miss Ji."
"What's the matter?" Liang Wan'er looked indifferent.
"The young master asked his servant to come over and ask if he agrees?"
"Tell him, yes."
"yes!"
The maid immediately bowed and retreated.
Seeing that the maid disappeared, Liang Waner lay down on the stone table of the pavilion again, continuing to hold her chin with both hands, looking lazy.
Looking to the side, Ji Ruxue... had already fallen down and was faster than her!
"Sister Ji, why are you faster than me every time?" Liang Waner was puzzled because she clearly saw Ji Ruxue turning her back just now.
"Because I am a great chess player. Who are you?" Ji Ruxue said matter-of-factly.
"I...I'm nothing." Liang Waner became depressed, but she was still a little unconvinced: "But, I know Xiaole!"
Ji Ruxue then glanced sideways at Liang Wan'er: "I can dance, and my figure is better than yours. If I put on white clothes, long sleeves and dance, I will be like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world."
"Your figure is better than mine...well!" Liang Wan'er became even more angry, but she had to admit that Ji Ruxue's figure was really better than hers.
But it’s just a little better!
Liang Wan'er bit her lip, thought for a while, and spoke again: "Comparing appearance alone is too superficial. The Master once said: Women cultivate virtue and are virtuous and are known as talented. However, in the world, there is often a theory that men are superior and women are inferior. Therefore,
Women should be self-reliant, confident, and self-loving!"
"So, what do you want to say?" Ji Ruxue tilted her head.
"I'm just telling you, don't try to hurt me, I'm confident!" Liang Wan'er puffed up her chest.
Ji Ruxue also replied: "Are you really confident?"
As a result, Liang Wan'er was defeated again.
"Humph, I'm ignoring you!"
"Okay." Ji Ruxue continued to look at the bronze mirror.
Liang Wan'er was holding her breath, but couldn't bring it out. Looking at Ji Ruxue's leisurely and contented look, she could only sit aside and feel bored.
At this moment, another maid trotted over, holding a piece of white rice paper in her hand.
"Miss Wan'er, Miss Wan'er!"
"What's the matter?" When Liang Wan'er sat up straight again, she found that Ji Ruxue had turned her back early again.
"There are poems, there are poems. Miss Wan'er, please read them."
The maid ran to the pavilion, pulled open the white rice paper with both hands, and showed it to Liang Wan'er.
The entire Liang family knew that apart from playing the flute well, Miss Wan'er's favorite thing was poetry. Every time a new poem came out, a sensible maid would find someone to copy it and bring it over.
When you are lucky, you will get a lot of silver rewards!
When Liang Wan'er heard that there was a good poem, she felt better. Her big almond-shaped eyes immediately looked at the white rice paper.
"There is a beautiful woman here. You will never forget her when you see her."
"Not seeing you for a day makes me miss you like crazy."
"The phoenix is soaring, and the phoenix is begging for it from all over the world."
"It's a pity that the beauty is not on the east wall."
It is actually a poem about pursuing love.
Liang Wan'er's face turned red inexplicably as she looked at it. It's so beautiful... This poem is so beautiful!
She had completely forgotten the unpleasantness just now, as if she was absorbed in the artistic conception of this poem, and asked unconsciously.
"Jing'er, this...who wrote this poem for me?"
"ah?"
The maid named Jing'er was stunned for a moment. Was this poem written for Miss Wan'er? She had only seen it in the market! Didn't she know that this poem was written for Miss Wan'er?
Of course, she is very sensible!
So, she immediately replied: "It's a scholar who took part in the provincial examination this time, named Jiang Yu'er. He wrote it specially for Miss Wan'er!"
"Ah? Jing'er, what are you talking about? This poem was written for me?" Liang Wan'er woke up and heard what Jing'er said. She was surprised for a moment.
"Yes, yes, it was written for Miss Wan'er!"
"This... is so embarrassing... so embarrassing!" Liang Waner's face turned as red as an apple.
"Wake up, this poem is not written for you." Ji Ruxue poked Liang Wan'er at the right time: "Stop dreaming, don't you understand poetry? The first sentence was written, there is a beautiful woman, you can't see her
Forget, have you seen that Jiang Yuer? You have never seen him, how could this poem be written for you?"
"Sister Ji, you...are annoying!" Liang Wan'er woke up from her dream and almost wanted to fight Ji Ruxue, but suddenly she thought of something: "Wait a minute, Jing'er, what was the name of that scholar you just mentioned?"
"Jiang Yu'er!"
"Jiang...Jiang Yu'er? Sister Ji, do you remember that my cousin seemed to have said before that the two people who rescued him, one is named Jiang Erlang, and the other seems to be named Jiang Yu'er."
"Of course I remember it." Ji Ruxue nodded, and then added: "So, I said this poem was not written for you. Alas, not only do you not understand poetry, your memory is also bad."
Liang Wan'er couldn't argue, so she stopped arguing, and just sighed leisurely: "I wonder who is so lucky that Mr. Jiang can compose such poems for him?"
"It should be me." Ji Ruxue slowly said: "Although I have never met him, but I am famous, he may have met me in a dream and wrote this poem. Unfortunately, I am very fond of the scholar.
I'm not interested in anything. If Wan'er likes it, I'll give it to you."