Zhu Ping's face turned even uglier.
"What do you mean he... what do you mean Chu Ze can no longer be reused!" Zhu Fang made a slip of the tongue and almost pointed directly at Chu Ze and said this sentence. After he realized something was wrong, he immediately changed his words, but his tone was still unpleasant. Obviously he disagreed with Sun Zhengde's words, "Didn't the emperor treat him well enough? Isn't there anything he did that the emperor didn't approve of? Even the current commercial promotion, wasn't it the emperor's overdoing it? If Without the emperor’s nod, do you think Chu Ze alone can promote it?”
"Is this also good?"
Sun Zhengde sneered.
He said: "Opening up business is a good thing for the country and the people. The reason why the emperor agreed is because it is good for him. If the emperor is really good to Mr. Chu, then he should give more, Give Mr. Chu good things that are of vital benefit to him, instead of leaving him without an official position."
A trace of ridicule flashed across Sun Zhengde's face, and then he continued: "There are also those princes who treat Mr. Chu as a machine, asking him to provide countless good policies that benefit the country and the people, but do not give him any thanks.
In the past, there was no vacancy for the position of prime minister, so we won’t say anything more.
But now, the position of prime minister has obviously been vacant, and these princes have not said a word on behalf of Mr. Chu.
No matter how close we get on weekdays, it's just taking advantage.
When it comes to matters of interest, it's just a matter of hanging high and has nothing to do with oneself. "
Chu Ze kept his head down while drinking tea, and in Sun Zhengde's eyes, it was a sign of frustration.
Chu Ze was moved by his words.
Now, it would be best to make them quarrel.
Sun Zhengde was secretly happy, and he spared no effort to instigate a relationship between the two.
Not long after, Chu Ze seemed as if he couldn't listen anymore. He slammed the tea cup, put it down hard, and shouted with a cold face: "That's enough!"
Sun Zhengde, who was speaking impassionedly, immediately shut up.
He looked at Chu Ze with confusion on his face: "Mr. Chu, what's wrong?"
Chu Ze had a dark face, glanced at Sun Zhengde faintly, and said coldly: "It's nothing, I'm tired. We won't eat this meal anymore and will go to sleep." After that, he turned around and went upstairs to his room.
When closing the door, Sun Zhengde clearly heard a heavy closing sound.
Sure enough, he was angry.
Zhu Xi must be angry too.
Sun Zhengde pretended to be confused and turned to look at Zhu Xi.
As expected, Zhu Ming also had a sullen face, with unhappiness written all over his face.
Seeing Sun Zhengde looking over, he picked up the wine glass and threw it at Sun Zhengde's face.
The distance between the two was too close, and Sun Zhengde was a scholar, so how could he escape?
"Ouch!" Sun Zhengde shouted in pain, covering his face.
Zhu Xi didn't even look at him, snorted coldly, got up and went upstairs.
Sun Zhengde was left sitting alone at the table, shouting in pain with a puzzled face.
Not long after, there was another banging on the door.
Sun Zhengde let go of the hand covering his face, looked at the blood in his palm, and said to himself: It's worth it.
But how did he know that Chu Ze and Zhu Ping were secretly crossing Chencang.
The door of Zhu Ping's room was smashed hard, but the person who entered was not Zhu Ping. At this time, Zhu Ping secretly opened the door of Chu Ze's room and tiptoed over. In the room, Chu Ze, who should have been blushing with anger, was sitting leisurely at the table drinking tea.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his eyelids and glanced at the door.
"Here? Sit down." He pointed to the seat next to him, turned over a tea cup, and poured a glass of water for Zhu Ping.
Zhu Xi came over and sat down.
"You're right, this kid really can't sit still." Zhu Xi picked up the teacup and took a sip, lowering his voice and sighing in a low voice, "But this person's methods are really simple and crude. In front of us To sow discord in front of him? I don’t even think about our relationship, how could we fall into such a dirty trick like his?" Zhu Xi felt disgusted just thinking about it.
Chu Ze also curled his lips in disdain.
After being disgusted, Chu Ze said seriously: "This guy's vision is quite accurate. As long as our situation is an ordinary relationship between monarch and minister, his trick will work."
Human beings are greedy by nature.
Greed for money, lust, and power.
As long as it is good, everyone wants to monopolize it.
Who wouldn't want to be an emperor if conditions didn't allow it?
This means the same thing.
And now that he has done so many things, but has not yet obtained a high-ranking official position, an ordinary person would definitely feel that he is underachieving.
So this person’s entry point is correct.
But how did he know that Chu Ze was no ordinary person.
He doesn't want to be a high official either.
He just wants to do his own thing well, develop the Ming Dynasty, and establish a lasting legacy.
As for himself, sleeping until he wakes up naturally and counting money until his hands cramp are all his ideals in life.
Therefore, Sun Zhengde's trick was useless to him.
But the play has to go on.
"Don't he want us to have a conflict? Then let's do what he wants." Chu Ze leaned into Zhu Ping's ear and whispered, "From now on, our relationship will be bad, and we will find an opportunity to quarrel again." Fight, have a break or something, pave the way for him, let’s see what else this kid can do.”
"A quarrel is easy to deal with. There will be a chance tomorrow morning." Zhu Fang smiled crookedly and raised his eyebrows at Chu Ze.
Chu Ze: "Oh? What do you say?"
The smile on Zhu Xi's face deepened.
He came up to Chu Ze, smiled proudly, and explained: "Just now, we hit him in the face with a cup. We know the force. No matter what, it will leave a big hole. If you see it tomorrow morning, ask again. Doesn’t this give us a reason to quarrel?”
"..." This reason was something Chu Ze never expected.
"Why did you hit him when he was fine?" Chu Ze couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.
When Zhu Xi heard this, he was unhappy on the spot.
"He is already sowing discord and has evil intentions, why don't we take it out? If we hadn't figured out what these people want to do now, we could kill him directly. But I think, with such a good opportunity to drive a wedge between us, he will definitely You won’t miss it either.”
Chu Ze gave Zhu Xi a thumbs up, and then said: "Not bad."
Early the next morning, Chu Ze walked out of the room with a dark face.
As soon as I walked downstairs, I saw Sun Zhengde.
This man covered his face with a fan, looking like he was hiding something.
Chu Ze scoffed at his impatience in his heart, and then got into the act again.
He quickly walked to Sun Zhengde and sat down. Seeing that the man was still covering his face with a fan, he reached out to grab the man's fan and asked: "Why are you covering your face with a fan? You are not a shameless person." Girl, why are you so shy? Come on, put down the fan."
Sun Zhengde kept struggling.
He turned his face sideways, wondering: "It's better not to look at it. We accidentally injured it yesterday. It's a big gash. I'll scare you carefully later."
(End of chapter)
