"Say, what happened to you, can make you remember that there is still a person like me."

Pei Xingyuan had something to say in his words, and he secretly poked and poked with a little personal emotion in it.

Mi Xia Yao couldn't hear it.

She pointed to the wine shop diagonally opposite the second floor of the teahouse.

Yes, she came from the East Lane she specially picked today.

Pei Xingyuan looked in her direction and saw an endless stream of wine shops.

The man's good-looking sword eyebrows were neither wrinkled nor waved, but he just summed up plainly: "Generally, the wine brewed in this kind of shop is either mixed with water, or it tastes bad and is not interesting. ”

"You've teamed up with his rivals to uncover his old secrets, and it's not easy to be under his hands now, right?"

Mi Xia Yao didn't answer his words, but provoked a topic that couldn't be beaten together.

This sentence, just like an encrypted conversation, can only be understood by the two of them.

Pei Xingyuan tugged at the corners of his lips, "He didn't dare to mess with me, it was other people who were more wronged." ”

"It's upset Daddy, he should be trying his best to find some old people who can speak in front of Daddy to bribe each other, trying to say good things to himself, right?"

Mi Xia Yao's sharp gaze under the hat looked straight at Pei Xingyuan through the blurred veil.

He could feel the hot gaze on him.

Compared with the hot gaze, Pei Xingyuan was more surprised that Mi Xia Yao could always accurately figure out all the temperament and rules of the prince.

The alarm bell in his heart rang up, and he half-squinted Danfeng's eyes, eager to penetrate the scrutiny in his eyes through Mi Xia Yao's whole body.

"You wouldn't really have any ill intentions against him, would you?"

This woman can not only kick her ex-husband, but even take away all the dowry......

He knew that she would never be just willing to be in this situation.

Mi Xia Yao was still immersed in the tricks of deceit, and she was trying her best to think about how to persuade Pei Xingyuan to help her do things.

As a result, the other party was caught off guard by such a sentence, but instead straightened her up.

"What am I trying to do with him? If you want to be in shape or not, if you want to have the ability or not, does he have a final backer? ”

Mi Xia Yao pretended that if she really became one of the people in the backyard of the Prince's East Palace, it would be so unlucky.

Just thinking about it made her feel sick.

Pei Xingyuan was amused by her words, and Dan Feng's eyes immediately dispersed the meaning of scrutiny.

"So he must need a lot of money to spend more money on now than before, right?" Mi Xia Yao can also forcefully pull the topic back.

Even Pei Xingyuan cooperated with her in a matter.

"It's really needed, but I can't get out of a case at hand lately, so he hasn't been looking for me to put pressure on me lately."

The man shrugged indifferently.

But Mi Xia Yao didn't care about him, anyway, she had to go to the goal she had arranged.

"In that tavern just now, you found someone of your own to mess around with his shop, and then found a way to frame him for having a problem with his wine, so that his reputation would fall today, and he would also be on the verge of bankruptcy because of the issue of compensation."

Mi Xia Yao respectfully placed the poured cup of tea in front of Pei Xingyuan.

This is what she subconsciously does when she asks him to do something.

The man looked at the cup of tea in front of him and was still steaming, put his hands around his chest, and muttered, "What's in it for me? ”

Mi Xia Yao knew that he would ask this.

She had already prepared countermeasures, and said calmly: "Dongxiang is the most prosperous street in the capital, and if you can open a shop here, as long as you do what you like, the profits you will return are definitely considerable."

"Even if you don't do business yourself, even if you sell the shops on East Street, you can get a thousand taels of silver. As long as you can bankrupt that shop, all the income of this shop in East Lane, we will divide it 5:5 in half.

"If you really need a lot of money right now, I can sell this shop."

The sound of abacus in her head, Pei Xingyuan could clearly hear the sound of crackling and settling accounts through the noisy storytelling.

For a while, the man looked at Mi Xia Yao, who had more brains than the other, with some tears and laughter.

"Yes, when do you want to finish this?"

"Today."

"Poof—"

Pei Xingyuan was thinking about taking a sip of hot tea, ready to accept Mi Xiayao's commission.

As a result, when I heard the schedule, the hot tea that had just been eaten was sprayed onto the hat opposite.

Mi Xia Yao: "......" At this moment, she felt that it was more urgent to sword Pei Xingyuan than to clean up those white-eyed wolves.

The man pulled his sleeve and subconsciously reached out to wipe her, but she sensitively avoided the other party's Huo Huo.

His hands fell into the air, and he withdrew his hands in Qingqing.

"Creditors are not as oppressive as you are in collecting rent." He pondered his tone, hoping he would speak softly.

But Mi Xia Yao insisted on completing it today.

"You're extraordinary, just a tavern, isn't it a little too much to look down on you to give you three days?"

Mi Xia Yao wanted to pick up the hat, but her hand held back.

He couldn't help but take a second look at the tavern downstairs.

I have to say that Mi Xia Yao knows how to agitate generals.

Especially knows how to use the radical method on Pei Xingyuan's body, and achieves an amazingly happy ending.

"Okay!" He gritted his teeth, "Master will clean it up and show you!" ”

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 wine shop.

The storytellers in the teahouse have changed the second story and started to read it from the beginning, and the noise in the East Lane has not yet begun.

Just when Mi Xia Yao was a little impatient to leave, there was a shouting downstairs.

A strange little brother carried a jar of wine and entered Mi Xia Yao's sight.

There was still a certain distance between the shops in the teahouse on the second floor, and she couldn't hear what the other party said, so someone soon pushed it.

Immediately afterwards, many people who watched the play and did good things gathered around.

The No. 32 liquor store blocked the water from Dongxiang Street.

Soon, the people hiding in the crowd raised their hands to resist, and the shopkeeper's face became more and more panicked.

There were even more good deeds who took the wine jar and smashed it towards the liquor store plaque.

In an instant, the sound of broken ceramics came and went.

That scene was very similar to the picture when Mi Xia Yao was crowded together by a group of troublemakers before she could get off the carriage.

"I don't know if the second uncle knows, can he be angry, this year's gift package is given to him, I am really a filial junior."

Mi Xia Yao pressed the brim of the hat and sneered and whispered.

As the upstairs downstairs liquor shop became bigger and bigger, and even more exaggerated, when the patients who were injured by alcohol were brought up.

This time it was no longer a sneer at Mi Erye.

It's that she admires Pei Xingyuan from the bottom of her heart.

…… is worthy of Zuo Shaoqing of Dali Temple, who tortures people, and really has a set.