Jiang Bai smiled at Wang He, a smile that stirred Wang He's heart.
He was captivated by the smile and was momentarily stunned.
Jiang Bai was very clever; as a beautiful woman, she knew how to exploit Wang He's weaknesses.
If Wang He were only slightly lustful, that would be one thing, but he was already terminally ill.
Wang He wanted to touch Jiang Bai's hand, but Jiang Bai stopped him: "Boss Wang, does everything have to be done step by step?"
“Mr. Jiang is right.” Wang He agreed almost without thinking.
He handed the booklet to Jiang Bai: "Boss Jiang, don't let me down."
Jiang Bai smiled insincerely: "Of course, I'll need Lord Wang's continued support for my little shop in the future."
That night, around dinner time, Zhao Yi told Jiang Bai about what had happened during the day, including that he had heard about Wang He coming to see Jiang Bai.
He made such a big fuss as if he was afraid the dynasty would find out.
Jiang Bai also thought of this problem: "It seems that the relationship between the dynasty and Wang He has become increasingly tense."
She suddenly looked up: "This is actually a good opportunity for us."
Zhao Yi patted Jiang Bai's head: "Bai'er, why do you have to be like this?"
Zhao Yi is capable of resolving this matter, but Jiang Bai still insists on his own way of doing things.
"Believe me, eliminating the dynasty is not an easy task, but now that we have a breakthrough, we must seize this opportunity, otherwise it will be our Zhao family that suffers."
Because their enemy was the imperial censor of the current dynasty.
In my own opinion, can a merchant rival an official?
Numerous merchants were forced to be subservient to corrupt officials, becoming their lackeys who paid tribute to them.
Thinking of this, Jiang Bai felt even more indignant.
If Wang Xuan hadn't provoked them, it would have been fine, but he insisted on dragging Xiao Ping'an and Le'er into it.
How could she bear it?
Zhao Yi sighed, "Then I'll do as you say, but you must be very careful."
Jiang Bai was embraced by her, her head resting against his chest: "Don't worry about me handling things."
Zhao Yi shook his head helplessly: "Okay, I'm not worried."
For several days in a row, Wang He came to see Jiang Bai almost every day, and even the neighbors felt that something was amiss.
Although they didn't say it outright, they all felt in their hearts that Wang He probably had his eye on the Zhao family's daughter-in-law.
For a moment, everyone felt a little regretful.
Wang He wielded considerable influence in the capital. Not only was he one of the most powerful families in the city, but he also had an official protecting him.
But Jiang Bai didn't care about anyone's opinion and continued living his life as usual.
She also prevented Wang He from making any physical contact with her, only verbally dodging his questions, but Wang He didn't seem annoyed.
One day, when Wang He came out of the Wang family mansion, he was spotted by Jiang Bai who happened to be passing by.
Wang He's face was full of strength, and there was a huge handprint on his face.
Jiang Bai sat in the sedan chair with a broad smile on his lips; it seemed the time was ripe.
It wasn't just Jiang Bai who had a past with Wang He; in order to obtain Jiang Bai more easily, Wang He pretended to be on brotherly terms with Zhao Yi, which gave Zhao Yi an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.
The day before yesterday, at the Wang family's banquet, Zhao Yi relied on Jiang Bai's spiritual spring to remain sober despite drinking a thousand cups. Under the cover of night, he sneaked into Wang He's study and found the Wang family's account books.
The information recorded above was enough to kill Wang He several times over.
But since the dynasty was still on his side, Wang He still had a chance to live.
"Return to the manor." Jiang Bai uttered these two words calmly from inside the sedan chair.
After Wang He left in a hurry, he had just returned to his residence when he received an invitation from Jiang Bai.
He said he wanted to invite Wang He to have a drink at Zhao's Xiaoxie Restaurant, and he even asked Wang He to come alone.
Wang He's mood improved considerably. The gloom that followed Wang Chao's reprimand dissipated, and he began to imagine himself with Jiang Bai.
He happily ordered the arrangements to be made, and as night fell, Wang He couldn't wait to get into the carriage, which stopped at a small town in the eastern suburbs of the city.
He got off the carriage and looked around. Jiang Bai was indeed prudent in his actions; this way, he would definitely not be discovered.
He stepped inside with a delighted expression. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Jiang Bai and Zhao Yi in the pavilion inside the inner courtyard.
The two sat together chatting and laughing, but Wang He felt slightly annoyed.
But on the surface, he still maintained an excellent demeanor: "Boss Jiang! Looking for the boss!"
"Boss Wang is here!" Jiang Bai and Zhao Yi stood up and went forward to greet Wang He.
Wang He gave Jiang Bai a look, but Jiang Bai seemed not to see it at all and ignored it completely.
The three sat down in the pavilion, and Jiang Bai poured wine for Wang He: "We invited Mr. Wang here today to thank him for taking care of the Zhao family these past few days."
"What are you saying? Cooperating with the Zhao family will also benefit my Wang family."
Jiang Bai's smile deepened: "Today I saw Boss Wang coming out of Censor Wang's residence, and he didn't look too well."
It would have been better if he hadn't mentioned it, because the moment it was brought up, Wang He's face turned completely cold.
Jiang Bai and Zhao Yi exchanged a glance: "It seems I misspoke."
"Boss Jiang didn't say anything wrong. Imperial Censor Wang is in a bad mood today."
Jiang Bai raised an eyebrow: "I see. Lord Wang, please rest assured. We merchants are always subject to the constraints of officials."
Wang He picked up his wine cup and drank it all in one gulp. For some reason, he felt that this wine was more intense than any wine he had ever drunk before.
Before long, his face turned red. Jiang Bai poured him another glass: "Boss Wang, this is twenty-year-old Daughter's Red wine. You should try more of this fine wine."
Wang He didn't think much of it, but he was unhappy that Zhao Yi was in his way.
Today should have been a day for him and Jiang Bai to drink and chat, but unexpectedly Zhao Yi also came.
Zhao Yi stared at Wang He, his eyes filled with coldness.
As Wang He drank more and more, he began to ramble incoherently again.
Jiang Bai probed, "Boss Wang, are you dissatisfied with Lord Wang now?"
Wang He slammed his fist on the table and stood up: "It's more than just dissatisfaction! The sooner this dynasty dies, the better!"
"Mr. Wang, you can't just say things like that."
"That old fox Wang Chao thinks he's so clever, he even dares to mock me, what a joke!"
Jiang Bai smiled and continued, "I wonder what Lord Wang has done?"
Wang He did not continue speaking, which clearly indicated that this was a secret he had to keep.
Seeing this, Jiang Bai knew he couldn't continue questioning, so he ordered his men to tie Wang He up.
Wang He tried to pull Jiang Bai away, but Jiang Bai dodged him.
"Jiang Bai! What are you doing...?"
"Boss Wang, the show is about to end." With that, Jiang Bai delivered a swift chop to Wang He's neck, and Wang He was already unconscious.
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