After rebirth, she became the favorite of the powerful minister.

Yao Yunfeng arrived very quickly. As soon as the owner of the "Shengcai" gambling house came out, Yao Yunfeng came over with his men.

This was the second time Yuan Ge had met the Jingzhao prefect. He only thought that the incident was sudden and did not look at him carefully. He was over thirty years old, calm and imposing, good at manipulating others, and had thundering methods. With just a few words, he dispersed the people around who were watching the fun, fanning the flames, and those who really wanted to help.

In comparison, the owner of this "money-making" gambling house seemed a little lacking and a little unexpected.

He was wearing a gorgeous cloud-embroidered satin dress on a skinny frame, his sunken eye sockets were filled with a pair of cloudy eyes that flashed with shrewdness and sharpness, his bony fingers were wearing gold- and jade-inlaid rings, he grinned, his mouth full of yellow teeth, and there was a faint unpleasant smell. This gambling house owner who called himself "Ding Shengcai" was like a starving man who had come back to life and was sitting on a mountain of gold and silver, but still had nothing to eat.

There is a kind of dying air.

"Hey, the people below just don't know how to do things." Ding Shengcai grinned with his yellow teeth, looking nonchalant, "He's just an old beggar who's looking for trouble, just chase him away, why bother Lord Yao to come? Lord Yao is busy with official duties, don't bother him all the time... It will cause too much trouble, and people will say that we are protecting each other as officials and businessmen. It's okay for us, but Lord Yao's reputation is of vital importance and can't be delayed." After saying that, he winked at each other, as if there was some kind of tacit "affair".

Old man Liu standing by was so angry that he almost passed out.

Yao Yunfeng even felt like shrugging his shoulders, "As the official in Shengjing City, no matter big or small matters, refugees or beggars, they are all my responsibilities and not a problem. What's more, my official position is of low importance and even if I can protect you as an official, I can't protect you at this moment...right, Commander Song?" He turned his head to look at Song Wenyuan, who was holding a dog and acting unconcerned, and thought to himself that Ding Shengcai was not smart enough. He didn't even notice such a big man standing there.

Ding Shengcai really didn't notice Song Wenyuan.

He first saw Song Ziyao, an old acquaintance. As for the girl with the masked face and the man holding the dog, he naturally classified them as the friends of Mr. Song. Upon hearing this, his cloudy pupils turned around and looked at Song Wenyuan from head to toe. Then he grinned and took two or three steps forward, "It's Mr. Song! I'm sorry for not welcoming you. I'm sorry for not welcoming you... The people under my command are getting worse and worse at doing their jobs. Why did they let Mr. Song stand outside the door? Hurry up, the gambling house is closed today, let them all go back! I want to entertain the guests!" As he said this, he raised his hand to invite people in.

There was nothing wrong with this invitation, but he was tactless and squeezed out Yuan Ge's position.

Lord Song's face didn't look good. He glanced at the other's bony hands, coughed, and stood still. "I dare not go in, lest before I come out, it will be said that officials and businessmen protect each other. Although my salary is small, I have to support my family, and I can't ruin my reputation... Your Excellency should explain the current situation first. Did Liu Mazi come to the gambling house yesterday?"

"Liu Mazi?" The other person frowned. He was thin to begin with, with skin covering his bones. This frown made several layers of skin pile up on his forehead, making him look like an ugly monkey. He thought for a while, and then it suddenly occurred to him, "There is such a person. He doesn't come here often, and he has no money in his pocket. I usually don't pay attention to this kind of person, but there were a few times when I happened to pass by and heard others call him Liu Mazi. What? Did something happen?"

He talked about other things and didn't answer the question after talking for a long time.

"He's talking nonsense! My youngest son never gambles!" Old Liu was already anxious. His legs were broken and he couldn't move as he sat on the wooden board. He could only support himself with his hands and moved forward in a hurry. He was so impatient that he was not steady and fell down. He hit his chin and broke his mouth, which was bleeding. Fortunately, it was not serious. He just had a mouthful of dust and looked particularly embarrassed. He pushed away the officer who came forward to support him and pointed at Ding Shengcai with a trembling finger, "My son, my son didn't come to the gambling house to gamble! He is, he is--"

The other party looked down at him with his eyelids drooping, as if he was looking at a stray dog ​​on the side of the road, and snorted, "What a joke... What else can you do in the gambling house besides gambling? Could it be that you are here to borrow money? Ha... Even if he has the nerve to ask for money, I dare not lend it to him. With your family's situation, everyone knows that you have been so poor that you can't even afford to eat. If I lend you money... it's better to throw stones on the water. Throwing stones on the water makes a sound!"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind, "You just said that you only knew this person, but now it sounds so familiar! You even know the situation at his home..."

It was a girl's voice, with a smile, more gentle than powerful.

Ding Shengcai suddenly turned around and said, "Who are you? You are just a woman, how can you have the right to speak?!"

The spit almost sprayed on his face. Fortunately, Master Song was quick to pull Yuan Ge to the side. Even so, the inexplicable nauseating taste from this person's mouth still hit him in the face, making him suffocate. Master Song stuffed all the banknotes in his arms to Yuan Ge, stepped forward and slapped Ding Shengcai on the forehead twice, relying on his height advantage to put his hands on his waist and cursed, "What's wrong with a woman? Why don't you have the right to speak? You can speak, why can't she? She is the sister-in-law of my Master Song and the wife of the God of Wealth, Song Wenyuan! She is also the legitimate daughter of the current Minister Wen! A woman like this, crushing you to death... is as easy as crushing an ant! Got it?!"

Young Master Song acted so fast and spoke so quickly, as if he didn't even need to think about it.

Everyone was stunned, even Ding Shengcai was stunned. Young Master Song slapped Ding Shengcai on the head twice. His momentum looked as if he was going to smash this skeleton in gorgeous clothes into pieces.

His skeleton was still strong and had not fallen apart. After shaking for a few times, he regained consciousness. He looked at Yuan Ge blankly, then slowly went to look at Song Wenyuan. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Song Wenyuan suddenly felt that this useless fool was not so useless. At least at this time, he could not get angry because of his official position. Song Wenyuan pressed his mouth and called softly, "Qianqian... come here. Why are you hiding behind someone? You are being smoked for no reason. Ding, Ding Shengcai, right? Can you answer the doubts of my wife just now? Do you want to go to the imperial prison before answering this question?"

Ding Shengcai's face darkened, and he suddenly cried out, "Your Excellency, I have wronged you! That Liu Mazi lost money in the gambling house and came to ask me to borrow money, so I investigated his family situation... After that time, I never saw him again!"