My Lord, your wife is spreading rumors about you again.

Chapter 4: The unfaithful woman who refuses to recognize others when she mentions her skirt

Mingli pursed his lips slightly. He originally wanted to establish a relationship with Zhang Zhi. After all, he was the prince of a duke, and who knows, he might be useful in the future.

But since he doesn't want to, he might as well find a way out himself.

"Forget it." Mingli raised a fake smile and said, "If the prince doesn't want it, forget it."

Zhang Zhi's eyes darkened. He knew she wanted to use him. Fine, he was willing to do so.

'Snapped--'

He took out a dozen silver bills and slapped them on the table. "If you want money, just tell me. I don't need money, but I don't want your body right now."

Mingli looked at Zhang Zhi meaningfully. It turned out that the rumors were true. How could such a handsome young man be impotent?

Mingli looked at the banknote and smiled: "A gentleman loves money, but he gets it in a proper way. Since the prince doesn't want your body, I won't take the money."

Zhang Zhi gritted his teeth and said, "Okay. Then I'll give you 10,000 taels in exchange for your answer. Since you have the divorce letter in hand, where are you going to go after today?"

"Go back to Ming's house."

After answering the question in three concise words, Mingli quickly snatched the banknote away.

Zhang Zhi: “.”

Three words were exchanged for 10,000 taels. What a gentleman who loves money and gets it in a proper way. Now he really had a chance to get his hands on a knife.

'Snapped--'

Another thousand taels were heavily paid, and Zhang Zhi asked: "Go back to the Ming family, and then what?"

"kill."

With a whoosh, the banknotes were quickly taken away again.

'tick--'

Zhang Zhi threw a few pieces of silver coins on the table. He didn't think anything was wrong. "Who do you want to kill? When? How? What should we do after that?"

Mingli glared at him while accepting the change: "One ounce of silver for four questions? My Lord, am I cheap?"

Zhang Zhi was stunned, and felt around his body with both hands, but found nothing. He rubbed the tip of his nose, "I didn't bring that much with me today, or should I buy it on credit?"

"Payment is in cash, no credit."

My sister has spent a lot of dowry money on the Zhou family over the years. If she wants to survive in Kyoto, she will definitely need money.

As he thought of this, he felt a pain in his shoulder. Mingli glanced at the wound on his shoulder and saw that it was still bleeding.

"Prince Zhang." Mingli took a white handkerchief and pressed it against the wound on his shoulder, and said casually, "You are a noble, but you have been entangled with me for so long. Is it because of the salt tax?"

Zhang Zhi sat swaying on the chair, supporting his chin with one hand, and looked at Ming Li with interest: "What is the dispute? What salt tax? I don't understand what the girl is talking about."

Mingli gritted his teeth secretly. This smiling tiger was not only difficult to deal with, but also held a grudge.

"Lianghuai Salt Inspector Mo Zhao and Ming Boyuan are both disciples of the Second Prince. Mo Zhao has made a lot of money in his two years of service."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhi's eyes lit up.

Although Mingli has lived in the mountains for a long time, her master always tells her about the world situation. However, Yaowang Mountain and Kyoto City are thousands of miles apart, and she doesn't understand why her master is so well-informed.

She remembered that the only important court event that the Ming family was involved in now was the salt tax case.

Ming Li continued, "Ming Boyuan was born in poverty and is greedy. The amount of his deficit over the years is appalling. Even if all the family's money is thrown in to fill the deficit, it would not be enough to cover one tenth or one twelfth of it. Your Majesty wants to investigate the salt tax, but the account book is full of loopholes. Even if he prepares false accounts, the Imperial Censor Sui of the Supervisory Office is famous for his 'iron head and fair judge', and he will definitely clear up the case. In addition, asking Lord Sui to investigate the salt tax also proves your Majesty's determination. This time, Mo Zhao must die."

Zhang Zhi couldn't help but reply, "So, the Second Prince and Ming Boyuan should just use the gecko's tail-cutting trick to protect themselves."

Mingli curled his lips and smiled: "Your Highness, don't you know about the salt tax and don't understand what I'm talking about?"

Zhang Zhi choked: “.”

Mingli was in a good mood after successfully counterattacking.

She said: "The position of the Salt Inspector is a piece of fat meat, and no one wants to let it go. Even if Mo Zhao dies, a successor will be prepared to ensure that the soup will not change, and it will still be in our hands."

Mingli paused and observed Zhang Zhi's expression carefully, only to see that he acted like a dandy again and glanced at him meaningfully from time to time.

She added, "I won't let the prince save my life in vain. The Zhang family holds military power, but in today's world, it is not enough to just have military power. The position of the Salt Inspector is a good way out. As long as the money and power are in hand, no matter how turbulent the court is and how bloody it is, the Zhang family can still be as stable as a mountain and sit on the sidelines."

"Okay." Zhang Zhi nodded with a smile, looking very easy to talk to. Two faint sweet dimples appeared on his cheeks.

Mingli secretly breathed a sigh of relief. His bet was right. He really came for the salt tax.

Very good, as long as I can be useful to Zhang Zhi, he will be afraid and will not expose the matter. As for the salt tax, I will just put it off for now.

When we can't delay any longer, we'll just poison Zhang Zhi to death.

The two of them stared at each other in silence for a long time. Mingli couldn't stand it any longer. She raised a fake smile and said, "The deal is done. Is there anything else, my lord?"

"Gone."

Mingli's eyebrows jumped: "Since it's gone, why don't you leave?"

"Are you trying to chase me away?" Zhang Zhi lowered his eyes, then stood up. "Okay, I'm leaving." After saying that, he walked around the screen and headed towards the back window.

Seeing this, Mingli was puzzled. He lowered his head, cursed inwardly, and then left with him.

"Ming Li."

Hearing him calling, Mingli turned his head subconsciously.

The next second, a strong wind flashed in front of her, and a shadow as tall as a person blocked her way.

He had a faint scent of green bamboo on him.

Zhang Zhi opened his hands, supporting the tea tables on both sides, and looked from afar, as if he was holding Mingli in his arms.

"you"

He bent down and knelt, their breathing entangled, their eyes met, his hand slowly brushed the white silk flower beside his ear, and casually threw it into the pool of blood.

It seemed that he didn't like her giving Zhou Shu the silk flowers.

Mingli's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he pushed him away: "What are you doing?"

"Look at you."

Mingli frowned: "What's so good about me?"

"A heartless woman who refuses to recognize me when she mentions her skirt is naturally pretty." Zhang Zhi sighed: "You really can't remember me?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? What do I remember about you?" Mingli was stunned.

Could it be that my sister really had a past with this smiling tiger? Mingli was shocked. Did he say something wrong just now?

"Forget it, it's nothing."

Zhang Zhi lowered his eyebrows and smiled: "Use this medicine on the wound on your shoulder, it won't leave a scar. Next time you want to pretend to be injured, you can ask me for a blood bag. Girls, it's better to be delicate. At least don't stab yourself without saying a word. I can't stop you in time."

"gone."

When she reacted, a dark green bottle was stuffed into her hand. The window behind her opened and closed, and when she looked again, Zhang Zhi was gone.

Before Mingli could think about it, Shancha knocked on the door outside the house: "Miss, everyone in the Zhenguo Mansion has left."

Mingli walked over and pulled out the bolt.

When Shan Cha saw her, she asked hurriedly, "Did Prince Zhang embarrass you?"

"It's a dilemma. He is not a good guy." Mingli said as he took out a fire starter from his sleeve and blew it gently. The flame ignited instantly.

She raised her hand and threw it backwards. The flame drew a bright arc in the air and happened to land on the curtain. The flame instantly became stronger.

Mingli did not linger any longer, she pulled Shancha forward. Suddenly, the ferocious flames revealed their sharp fangs, and the raging fire and thick smoke rose into the sky.

It is twisting, climbing, growing stronger, and swallowing everything.

Once something is done in this world, it will leave traces. Only when it is burned out by fire can it be considered clean.

The fire was fierce and spread very quickly. Shan Cha was stunned. She shook off Ming Li's hand and rushed into the fire: "Girl! Girl! My girl is still in there!"

Mingli had expected this. She grabbed Shancha's wrist and shouted coldly, "Don't go! My sister's body can only be burned to ashes here!"

"Why did you set the fire?!"

(End of this chapter)