"Yes, it is a disgrace to my family to have such a jinx as Yao Shi in our household. I beg the Ninth Princess to be lenient and let us discuss a compromise and settle this privately, shall we?"

After listening to Yao Shi's rambling for a while, Ji Fengyao finally understood a bit of what she was saying.

Suddenly it dawned on her; no wonder her father and elder brother had included a minor official in the Ministry of Personnel in their list of those to be given special attention.

It turns out that there is a powerful force behind Xue Yanshou, and he is one of the "wealthy positions" of this force;

This force is plotting something sinister, frantically amassing wealth across the country, and now is the time for them to concentrate their riches in Kyoto.

In other words, Xue Yanshou's family may have recently, or at this time, hidden a large amount of gold and silver.

Holy crap, what incredible luck she has!

So many people are rushing to give her money during the Chinese New Year!

“Let’s settle this privately, it’s no fun going public,” Ji Fengyao said with a smile, waving her hand. “Come, come, Lord Xue, get up quickly. My brother told me that the storeroom in your mansion is particularly spacious. Shall we go take a look?”

Upon hearing this, Xue Yanshou revealed a look of indignation, as if to say, "I knew it!" His laughter was more like a grimace than a cry.

He was about to agree.

The half-dead Yao on the ground spoke up: "Ninth Princess Consort, I will take you there! There are three storerooms in the Xue residence, two of which are built in secret underground. Don't be fooled by this black-hearted villain!"

Upon hearing this, Xue Yanshou's vision went black, his body swayed, and he almost fainted on the spot.

What a jinx! This jinx!

This is definitely God sending her to destroy him!

Upon hearing this, Wang An's eyes lit up: Wow, this Yao family really is a god of wealth!

"Someone! Someone!" Xue Yanshou, his blood rushing to his head, finally lost his temper and roared for help.

Dozens of strong young men dressed as servants rushed in, wielding long knives and short axes, and surrounded Ji Fengyao and her three servants, as well as Wang An and Yao Shi.

"What are you doing, Lord Xue? For a little silver, you dare to make a move right under the Emperor's nose?" Wang An exclaimed in surprise, "Have you thought this through? My father is the Left Censor, and this is the Ninth Prince's Consort. If you harm either of us, will your entire family survive?"

Ji Fengyao showed no fear, and patted Wang An on the shoulder with a smile, saying, "Little Anzi, you're too naive. Lord Xue's family doesn't have just a little bit of silver now. It's enough to fill three warehouses, how much silver must that be?"

Wang An was shocked: "Holy crap, he's just a director in the Ministry of Personnel, not in charge of finances, where did he get so much silver!"

"Then we'll have to ask him which path to success he's taking," Ji Fengyao said calmly as she looked at Xue Yanshou. "Originally, I really only wanted some money, but since you insist on escalating this to a life-or-death situation, I have no choice but to play along."

Having already broken off all pretense of civility, Xue Yanshou no longer held back.

He spat on the ground and said, "A rude bandit is a rude bandit. You think the capital is so easy to navigate? You actually dared to break into my mansion with a few young girls. Since you know that I have so much silver hidden in my mansion, you should have realized that I also have many top-notch experts hidden in my mansion. Otherwise, how can I sleep at night!"

"Top-tier experts?" Ji Fengyao glanced sideways at the scrawny, poorly dressed young men, then chuckled, "You mean them?"

Dozens of burly young men, dressed in shabby clothes, were looked down upon by a delicate little female bandit. They all stood tall, held their knives, and glared angrily at each other.