When Shen Ji heard this, he paused slightly, "What do you think Madam said?"
Fang Xu winked at him and smiled brightly, "I can come up with ideas, but you have to comply with my request."
Hearing this, Shen Ji smiled warmly and said in a low voice, "If Madam can really solve this urgent need for me, don't mention even one request. Madam will also make ten requests."
Fang Xu was satisfied, moved his eyes to the Shunyi bank account, and said softly, "Just go and ask for money from that person, the more the better."
"Let them see what it means to have money that can make you a devil!"
A flash of interest flashed in Shen Ji's eyes, he lowered his head and chuckled, "What does Madam want the silver for?"
Fang Xu curled his lips and said in a lazy tone, "Go and send someone to Pingquan, find the local escort agency, and tell them that they have a batch of goods to leave. Give them two trucks of sand and soil, and pay a deposit of 6,000 taels out of your own pocket. The goods will be divided into two batches. Some will take the official route, and some will take shortcuts."
Shen Ji's eyes moved slightly and he said in a deep voice, "Madam, do you want the two sides to collide?"
"That's right." Fang Xu nodded with a light smile, "Check out the appearance of the Shunyi ticket number. Let's copy it one by one. I will find someone to take advantage of the chaos and take the opportunity to transfer the package."
"In ancient times, a civet cat was exchanged for a prince, but now sand and soil are exchanged for iron ore."
Shen Ji laughed and murmured, "Madam's idea is strange, you can give it a try."
"It's because you are stubborn in your thinking." Fang Xu raised his eyebrows with a smile, "We are in the officialdom, not in the world. Do we need to talk to them about morality?"
Fang Xu glanced at him and said softly, "One moment I'm drinking and chatting with you, and the next moment I'm stabbing you with a knife. Such a person is not worthy of my polite treatment."
Shen Ji sighed helplessly, with a smile on his lips, "At this moment, Shen is very glad that we are not enemies."
Fang Xu found it funny, looked up at him, and said softly, "You told me so many inside stories about the court, aren't you afraid that I will turn around and accuse you?"
In the night, her eyes were as bright as stars and her smile was clear and shallow.
Shen Ji's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and he also smiled and said warmly, "Madam, can you?"
Fang Xu shrugged nonchalantly and chuckled, "No, it won't do me any good to give you up."
Shen Ji smiled lightly and pointedly said, "Only when Madam stays with me can you know whether I can bring benefits to Madam."
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General's Mansion
"Miss...Miss, please slow down..."
In the night, Bi Luo helped Song Huixin, who was staggering as he walked, with a nervous look on his face, "Be careful that there are gravels under your feet!"
"Leave me alone!" Song Huixin threw her hand away and shouted at the top of his lungs, "I'm happy today!"
Bi Luo was pushed aside, then came up to support her, with a look of helplessness on her face, "In a few days, miss, you will get married. You must not be so reckless again!"
Song Huixin stumbled open the door, her pink lips slightly pouted, and her face looked dissatisfied, "What's wrong with getting married? Who dares to restrain me!"
"Mrs. Hou is open-minded and will naturally not look down upon you. But if you are so unruly, young lady, my husband will be unhappy if he sees you!" Bi Luo didn't care whether the drunken Song Huixin could listen or not, and supported her. Just a chatter.
"Nonsense!" Song Huixin's face dropped, her pink lips still glistening, "Xie Li wouldn't do that to me!"
"Yes, yes, this slave is talking too much!" Bi Luo sighed, raised her hand to take off her shirt, and helped her to the bed, "Miss, rest in peace. If you feel uncomfortable, please call your slave."
Song Huixin was wearing a pink lining, lying on the bed, feeling like the world was spinning.
Bi Luo looked at the unconscious young lady on the bed, shook her head, hung her clothes on a shelf nearby, turned around and left.
The next moment the door closed, the person on the bed slowly sat up straight.
Song Huixin half-squinted her eyes, put on her shoes, put on her clothes in a daze, and muttered, "I'm going to ask Xie Li...if you dare to do that to me..."
As he spoke, he opened the window of the boudoir and jumped out.
It is strange to say that Song Huixin was very drunk, but he still accurately entered the Yongcheng Marquis Mansion and entered the Jingyuan based on his memory.
In order to chase Song Huixin, Xie Li sweated a lot along the way. He was a bit of a germaphobe and didn't like the sticky and greasy feeling on his body. He would rather endure the sleepiness and insist on ordering hot water in the middle of the night.
Xie Li put his arms on the edge of the bucket, closed his eyes, and the water droplets slid down the curve. His black hair floated on the water, and the water vapor hit his face, and the fatigue dissipated.
Xie Li was immersed in the relaxing atmosphere and did not notice that the window in the room was pushed open by a pair of small hands.
The room was filled with water mist. Song Huixin was so smoked that he couldn't open his eyes. He could only follow his memory and walked towards the bed. After turning into the screen, he belatedly discovered that there was no one on the bed and the quilts were neatly folded.
Song Huixin frowned and asked herself, "Strange...where did Xie Li go?"
Xie Li stiffened when he heard the voice, subconsciously feeling that he was over-worried and had auditory hallucinations.
"Where's Xie Li?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he remembered the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
"Sir, what's the noise in the house?" Changfan's voice sounded outside the door, "Are you okay?"
Changfan also heard it, so he couldn't be hallucinating it now, right?
Xie Li turned around suddenly and saw Song Huixin's disheveled clothes on the ground, with the screen in his room underneath him.
"Sir? Do you need me to go in?"
Changfan's voice came, calling back Xie Li's consciousness.
"No need!" Xie Li closed his eyes tightly and raised his voice, "I bumped into the shelf when I was picking up the clothes. It doesn't matter, I have already helped him up."
Song Huixin struggled to get up from the ground. His collar hung on the screen. He pulled it hard and opened most of the collar, "Xie Li...come here..."
"What am I going to do? You quickly put on your clothes!" Xie Li's face turned red, he grabbed the robe on the rack and wrapped it around his body. He bit his back teeth and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here in the middle of the night? this!"
Song Huixin's face was like a peach blossom, her eyes were a little blurry, she knelt on the ground, exposed a section of her fair calves, and murmured, "I came to you... to ask something..."
Xie Li turned his face sideways and whispered, "Put on your clothes first."
Song Huixin sighed and packed up his collar haphazardly. Although it was uneven, it was still manageable.
"Xie Li." Song Huixin's drunk voice was soft and soft, with a hint of grievance, "I'm dressed."
Xie Li put on his coat and stood up from the bucket. Seeing her confused look, he sighed, "Is there anything you can't ask tomorrow? You barged in so straightforwardly. If someone saw it, you are a girl with a bad reputation." What should I do?”
Song Huixin stood up with her arms raised and walked towards him with some staggering steps.
Xie Li was afraid that she would fall again, so he rushed up to meet her, "Miss Song, I don't have a second screen here to support you."
Song Huixin threw herself into his arms and messed up Xie Li's collar with her little hands.
Xie Li's eyes narrowed and his face turned redder. He raised his hand and held Song Huixin's troubled hand, gritting his teeth and saying, "Don't touch my clothes."
The instigator of the incident couldn't see his embarrassment, stretched out his index finger, tapped Xie Li's chest lightly with his fingertips, and muttered, "Xie Li, do you like me?"
(End of chapter)
