Zhu Meng stood at the entrance of Tongyuan Garden. At this moment, there were no pedestrians on this street, not even a wild dog.
But his biological father, Zhu Chong, had already turned over and jumped on the horse, turned around and waved his hand towards him, then raised his whip and moved forward.
Behind him were more than a dozen large vehicles and dozens of guards.
Zhu Meng stared at this scene blankly, and glanced at the confidants and retainers around him who looked dejected at the moment.
I felt more and more frustrated and uneasy.
The words his biological father said, and even his expression and eyes when he left, made Zhu Meng feel more and more that the consequences would not be very optimistic.
Those damn guys actually offended two big backers of the Zhu family to death at a time like this.
Zhu Meng worked with Cai Jing and Tong Guandu together with his father Zhu Chong.
It is clear that these powerful people, once you touch their interests, they will not hesitate to crush the other party into scum.
What's more, the person I'm beating is their son. How different is this approach from directly slapping them?
Even if the Zhu family dissipates all their wealth, it's a bit uncertain whether they can save their lives...
what to do? At this moment, Zhu Meng's mind was completely in a mess.
The disciples and confidants also looked at each other in confusion.
He was a wealthy businessman, but because of a life-threatening lawsuit, he fled to Suzhou and became a retainer working for Zhu Meng and his son.
Seeing Zhu Meng's hesitant and hesitant look, he couldn't help but pat the weapon at his waist.
"Master Zhu, now in Jiangnan, you and your son have the final say. If those three little kids dare not give Master Zhu face, but also want to take advantage of you and his son.
In my opinion, instead of being so depressed and unhappy, it would be better to kill those three little dog officials and pull the flag against their mother. "
"That's right, Young Master, you have a group of brothers and disciples under your command, as well as thousands of brave men. Who in the entire Suzhou city dares to disobey your orders, Young Master?"
Seeing the gang of disciples and minions under him starting to make noises, Zhu Meng waved his hands with a livid face.
"...You guys, please shut up and let the family think about it carefully. My father may be able to solve the problem if he goes here, but I'm not sure. We'll discuss this later."
Zhu Meng returned to the hall of Tongyuan and was about to sit down and take it easy. At this moment, Zhu Zhongping, the steward who had just been ordered by him to go to the warehouse to fetch silk and satin, hurried over.
"Sir, I have something urgent to report to you."
"What's going on?" Zhu Meng, who was very irritable, asked angrily.
Zhu Zhongping glanced at the people around him and whispered into Zhu Meng's ear.
"You..." Zhu Meng couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and stared at Zhu Zhongping in disbelief.
Seeing the other party nodding his head covertly and firmly.
Zhu Meng hurriedly walked out of the hall angrily. A group of disciples and close friends saw this scene, and they all followed Master Zhu's footsteps.
Soon Zhu Meng arrived at the door of the warehouse and rushed in without stopping.
At a glance, he saw the pieces of clothing placed on the floor of the warehouse: a yellow robe and a set of emperor's crowns.
With just one glance, Zhu Meng was stunned on the spot and remained silent for a long time.
The diners and followers who were crowding in from behind all had dumbfounded expressions, looking at these two pieces of clothing that only the emperor could wear.
"Could this be God's will?"
The doorman who initiated the rebellion just now suddenly lit up his eyes and couldn't help shouting loudly.
"No, Mr. Zhu has already made preparations?"
"It seems that the young master may have had this idea for a long time. He wants to rebel. This is because he wants to be the emperor."
"Isn't this good? The master can be the emperor, the master is the prince, and we are the generals. In that case, wouldn't we be happier than now?"
"Is there someone who wants to frame Young Master Zhu?"
"Framing? This thing is left in Mr. Zhu's house. Who dares to search the house for inspection? Even the governor of Suzhou will not dare to bite this thing, okay?"
Zhu Meng stared straight at the yellow robe and the emperor's crown, and his ears were filled with the chattering sounds of the disciples and followers.
At this moment, there was a voice echoing back and forth in his mind, God's will, could it be God's will?
"Zhongping, what's going on?"
"Young Master, I don't even know that I just dug out the silk from the pile of silk after you ordered me to move it."
"The villain also asked the people in the warehouse. No one knows when this thing was stuffed in."
Zhu Zhongping wiped the smelly sweat from his face and explained tremblingly.
Zhu Meng stepped forward and touched the yellow robe. The allusion that the founding emperor of the Song Dynasty, Emperor Taizu, was wearing a yellow robe flashed through his mind.
There is also the set of the emperor's crown. It seems that the workmanship seems a bit sloppy, but the twelve strands hanging down from the crown prove that this thing can only be used by the emperor.
This thing actually came out of his own house. If it were leaked and let the court know, it would definitely be a serious crime for his mother to confiscate the house and destroy the family.
Zhu Meng subconsciously turned around and saw more than 20 of his retainers and confidants standing in the warehouse pointing at the two things on the ground.
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Finally, Zhu Meng asked Zhu Zhongping to lock the warehouse again, and the two sets of robes were packed into a box.
However, Zhu Meng hesitated for a long time and ultimately did not burn the evidence of rebellion.
However, he also strictly ordered his disciples to follow him personally. He must not be careless or dare to reveal a word, and I will let him taste the taste of being cut into pieces with a thousand knives.
In the room, Zhu Meng sat blankly behind the desk, looking at the box placed in the room.
At this moment, only a few close confidants were left sitting around.
Zhu Meng was almost as crazy as Zhu Xiang, and then he slowly came back to his senses and looked to the left and right.
"Everyone, although my father has already gone to Wuxi to see the governor, he wants to apologize to the two deputy envoys."
"However, there are some things that we should be prepared for."
After hearing this, these confidants' eyes lit up and they all looked at Zhu Meng.
"We are willing to die for the Young Master, and please give me your orders."
"Okay, Zhongkui, you quickly go to the farm outside the city and transfer all the guards of my Zhu family into Suzhou City."
"Also, on the other side of Taihu Lake, you can take a walk and collect a lot of boats..."
As Zhu Meng issued orders one after another, the group of close disciples and followers all followed the orders with gleaming eyes.
In the end, only Zhu Meng and one confidant were left in the house, and this confidant was dressed in Taoist attire.
After all, the Song Dynasty had always attached great importance to Taoism, so it was not unusual for the Zhu family to have a Taoist priest among their disciples.
Seeing the Taoist priest who was like an old god, as if everything was planned, Zhu Meng swallowed his saliva several times before he dared to ask.
"Taoist Ning, tell me, can a true dragon emerge from this land south of the Yangtze River?"
(End of chapter)
