Zhao Shi'an went to Dali Temple every day, just like a carefree person.
But when he got home that day, he saw a carriage parked in front of his house. Zhao Shi'an walked over and a person got off the carriage.
It is noble and pure.
"Lord Zhao."
"Miss Gao, is there something you need?"
"Indeed, there are some matters, but this is not a good place to discuss them. Why don't you move to the teahouse, Lord Zhao? I have already made a reservation there."
Zhao Shi'an originally didn't want to pay attention to this person, but Gao Jie took out a jade hairpin from his subordinate.
This hairpin is a common style, but the one Gao Jie is holding is quite special, with a gold border around the magnolia flower at the end of the hairpin.
Zhao Shi'an was familiar with this hairpin.
This was a gift that Fang Daniu gave to Zhao Shi during the Chinese New Year a few years ago. Later, Zhao Shi accidentally dropped it on the ground and broke off the magnolia flower. Zhao Shi couldn't bear to throw it away, so Fang Qing went to a shop in the county town to have it gilded.
Zhao Shi'an went with them at the time, and he was the one who chose the gold-inlaid openwork design with auspicious cloud patterns.
Upon seeing the hairpin, Zhao Shi'an paused, his gaze falling on Gao Jie.
He wasn't angry; instead, he wanted to laugh.
What do you want?
He felt his mind was already at peace, but now that he knew what Gao Jie and the others had done, a surge of murderous intent still welled up in his heart.
He had already made Fang Qing the most important person in his life, and Fang Qing's family was someone he cared about; he would never allow anyone to hurt them.
Gao Jie calmly put the hairpin away, still smiling as she looked at Zhao Shi'an.
"I just want to find a place to talk to Lord Zhao. I hope Lord Zhao will give me the honor."
Zhao Shi'an had no choice but to go with her.
Upon arriving at the teahouse, Gao Jie invited Zhao Shi'an inside, but the door was immediately closed by several people who were clearly skilled in martial arts.
Zhao Shi'an knew that it wouldn't be so easy for him to leave this place today.
"Lord Zhao, please have some tea."
Zhao Shi'an didn't touch the cup she pushed in front of him, but just looked at her with cold eyes.
"It seems Lord Zhao has a short temper, so I'll get straight to the point: we want Lord Zhao's help."
Zhao Shi'an chuckled, and the gloom in his eyes almost made Gao Jie's smile falter.
Do you think I would help someone who tries to threaten me?
He picked up the cup that Gao Jie had just pushed to him and slowly played with it in his hands.
"You should know that right now I wish I could tear you to pieces."
Gao Jie suddenly felt a chill for no apparent reason.
The person sitting in front of him was clearly just a registrar of the Court of Judicial Review.
"So Lord Zhao doesn't care whether Fang Daniu and his wife live or die?"
Zhao Shi'an narrowed his eyes slightly and remained silent, making Gao Jie's heart pound.
In the end, Zhao Shi'an let go of the cup in his hand.
"Does the Gao family want me to let you go, or do they want me to let Princess Wu'an go?"
That's really arrogant of me to say.
But Gao Jie knew he really could do it.
Gao Jie took a deep breath, keeping her expression calm.
"It seems that now it's not Lord Zhao who's letting us choose, but you have to listen to us. Fang Qing should be arriving in Yuzhou soon. I imagine you've sent people to protect her, but Yuzhou is Gao family territory. Do you think your people can protect her?"
She was clearly the better player, but she inexplicably lost her aura in front of Zhao Shi'an.
Zhao Shi'an stared at him.
“That’s ridiculous,” he said. “You think I have to do whatever you say?”
"Otherwise what? Unless Lord Zhao is willing to sacrifice these people's lives."
Zhao Shi'an slowly stood up and looked down at Gao Jie.
"Do you think you can threaten me?"
Gao Jie's throat felt blocked, and she couldn't speak.
I don't know why, but it felt like a deep-seated fear of this person.
"This was started by your Gao family, so whatever I do next, you'd better be prepared to bear the consequences of my emotions."
After saying that, Zhao Shi'an turned and walked out.
The door opened, and outside, armed men surrounded the room, clearly intending to prevent Zhao Shi'an from leaving.
"Get out of my way." Zhao Shi'an coldly looked at the people blocking his way.
Gao Jie stood up, holding onto the table.
"Lord Zhao, we haven't finished talking yet."
Before she could finish speaking, Zhao Shi'an suddenly looked at her.
"You'd better get your people out of here, unless you're willing to have your teahouse razed to the ground."
Gao Jie gritted her teeth.
She believed that if she insisted on not letting Zhao Shi'an leave, the people from Fengyulou would definitely break in.
She gave her subordinates a look, and those who had been blocking the door stepped back one by one.
Zhao Shi'an strode out.
By now it was already dark. Zhao Shi'an walked into the darkness of the alley with the faint light from the west behind him. He seemed to be swallowed by the darkness, or perhaps he was being enveloped by it and using it as a powerful shield.
Gao Jie realized the seriousness of the matter and, not daring to delay, hurriedly returned to the Gao residence.
Gao Wancheng was having a headache when he was questioning his subordinates. When he saw Gao Jie enter, he told his men to leave.
"How about it?"
Gao Jie shook her head.
"I'm afraid this is not good. I suspect that Zhao Shi'an is the owner of Fengyu Tower. He seems to hate that our people have made a move against the Fang family. Uncle, for your safety, I think you should stay away."
Gao Wancheng almost laughed in anger.
"That's ridiculous, I'm afraid of him..."
“Uncle, it’s not that you’re afraid of him, but that Zhao Shi’an has the secret of controlling the gold mine. If His Majesty finds out, it will be a serious crime for our Gao family. You might as well set off for the southwest now and make plans there.”
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