Ji Xingzhi thought for a while and said, "How about this? I'll give this fan to you. Go to the Prime Minister's residence and find Master Zi Liao and ask him to buy it."
"Are you kidding us? How many taels of silver can a fan be worth? Besides, we can't just meet the eldest son of the prime minister!" the young man sneered.
Ji Xingzhi opened the fan in her hand and waved it in front of the two men. She reached out and gently pinched the pendant hanging from the fan with her fingers. She said to the two young men, "Do you see this pendant? It's a fine pearl. The fan ribs are made of jade bamboo. This fan is worth a lot of money. Take the fan to the Prime Minister's residence. There's a friend named Xue that Young Master Zi Liao made at the Anxiang Tower who's short on money lately. Ask him to exchange it for some money. Even if he doesn't want to exchange it, as the Prime Minister's legitimate son, he can't just snatch the fan away in broad daylight. You can take the fan and sell it for money, but I'm afraid you'll be blackmailed."
After all, according to Zi Liao, this fan is worth a lot of money. It would be strange if two ordinary people didn't get blackmailed if they took the fan to pawn it.
"You...didn't lie to us?" the two young men asked doubtfully.
Seeing that the two men were about to give in, Ji Xingzhi threw the fan to one of the young men and ran away, saying as she ran, "Believe it or not!"
The two young men's faces changed drastically. Seeing Ji Xingzhi running faster than a rabbit, they were immediately furious, thinking that they had been fooled by Ji Xingzhi.
However, when they saw the direction Ji Xingzhi was running, the two young men looked at each other and were stunned at the same time.
One of them hesitated and asked, "Should we bring him back?"
Another person replied: "It's too late, that liar! Just consider it his karma."
At this time, Ji Xingzhi realized that the two young robbers did not catch up with him, so he stopped.
However, the scene before him made Ji Xingzhi stand there in a daze.
It is hard to believe that there is a street on the outskirts of North Street close to the North City Gate. Judging from the houses covered with dust and spiders, and the mess on the ground, this street has been abandoned for many years, and some of the beams are infested with termites.
Ji Xingzhi walked into a room casually and took a look, but found something incredible.
The house looked shabby from the outside, but it was exceptionally clean inside. There wasn't a speck of dust on the table, as if someone lived there.
Ji Xingzhi frowned in confusion and walked into the kitchen. He saw that the kitchen was not dirty at all. There were some vegetables in the basket and a bundle of dry firewood next to the stove.
Ji Xingzhi suppressed the doubts in her heart and walked out of the kitchen. As soon as she left the house, she was surrounded by a group of people.
On the surface, the people in front of him were a group of ragged people with messy hair, looking like beggars, but their faces were clean, their backs were straight, and there was a calmness in their eyes that ordinary people did not have.
Ji Xingzhi put her hands behind her back and secretly gestured to the secret guards, asking them not to come out for the time being. She wanted to see the origins of this group of people who appeared under her nose.
Ji Xingzhi's eyes turned, and he looked at the group of people in front of him with a look of disdain: "I have plenty of silver. As long as you don't hurt me, you can have as much as you want."
Standing in front of the crowd was a middle-aged man in a gray cloth shirt. He had a handsome face and an aura of a superior, and he looked unusual at first glance.
It was obvious that this middle-aged man was the leader of this group.
The middle-aged man looked Ji Xingzhi up and down, said nothing, and turned and left.
Ji Xingzhi had no idea what was going on when he was tied up by two people.
Ji Xingzhi did not struggle and continued to be tied up by them.
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