Chapter 017 It’s okay not to get out of this prison!

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Thirty-two years of peace.

Mid-November.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the sixth day that Boss Zheng was in jail.

The sun was shining brightly, and birds were singing and flying southward everywhere.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the fallen leaves are blown up by the wind for a long time.

Scar Laoliu was in a good mood recently. He first went home and bought his eighty-year-old mother some new clothes of the season from Zheng's Cloth Shop.

He had just stepped into Zheng's Buzhuang Chenghuang Temple Street branch.

The clerk recognized Scar Laoliu by the scar at the corner of his eye.

He said that the shopkeeper had told him that this handsome and strong man with scars at the corners of his eyes was an honored guest.

If Scar Lao Liu comes, no matter how many new clothes he orders, they will be free.

The shopkeeper and clerk of Zheng's Cloth Shop made Scar Old Liu feel comfortable after a round of tinkering and serving.

Later, Scar Laoliu gave the brothers new whips, shackles, and candle torture tools.

They all exchanged shotguns for cannons.

Rich people can really do whatever they want.

Scar Laoliu experienced the joy of being a rich man for the first time.

Only when you have money can you be a dutiful son and a big brother.

Of course, this is not the only reason why Scar Lao Liu is in a good mood.

Humming a tuneless ditty, he returned to the prison camp. As soon as he stepped down the stairs, he heard a clear and sweet tinkling sound coming from the corridor.

Ding ding dong dong ding ding dong dong.

"lute?"

Scar Lao Liu was stunned.

There was a rapid sound like a shower, and big and small beads fell on the jade plate.

In the sound of pipa.

A woman's voice was like an oriole's cry, singing:

"Who is playing the song Dongfeng Po on the pipa?"

"Time peels off the wall"

"See you when you were a kid"

"I still remember that we were still very young~"

"Now the sound of the piano is lingering"



When Scar Lao Liu heard this, he had a straight face.

The two jailers were seen with their legs on the table, their eyes closed and their faces full of enjoyment. They were listening with their ears raised.

"Who made the decision without permission and let Mr. Zheng's family members come in?"

Scar Lao Liu asked coldly.

One person said weakly: "My subordinates told Mr. Zheng that it was your order, Brother Six."

"Hey?" Upon hearing this, Scar Old Liu smiled and gave a thumbs up to the younger one: "Well done! There will be a reward next time!"

"Okay!"

In the corridor, the other prisoners all showed expressions of envy and hatred.

Scar Laoliu gave a few warnings as he passed by. When he arrived at Room A, he saw such an outrageous scene.

I don't know when a grand master's chair was moved into Room A. In front of the grand master's chair, there was a desk facing the prison door. The golden vines were moved to the table, and there was also a fruit basket on the table.

In the corner of the cell, someone made a knee-high luxurious soft bed with layers of quilts.

A girl is sitting on the bed, warming the bed for the master and playing the pipa. It is the girl Zhizhi who visited the prison last time.

The other two girls each sat on one side of the Taishi chair.

One girl was singing, and the other girl was twisting grapes and peeling them carefully for the master.

At this moment, Mr. Zheng is lying on the Taishi chair enjoying himself.

She was very good at playing, and it was said that her exquisite hands were as smooth as gel and as smooth as jade. There were rumors that if a knife fell on her hand, it would be slipped away by her skillful hands.

Lily is good at singing, and her voice is melodious and melodious. It is said that when she was practicing singing, she once saw a strange sight of a white bird circling.

Another person, Scar Laoliu has also seen, named Pingping, who is good at it. She is carefully peeling grapes for Master Zheng and stuffing them into his mouth one by one.

Scar Lao Liu dared to swear to God that he had never seen such a wanton scene.

"Good morning, Master Zheng!"

After singing the song, Scar Laoliu stepped forward to say hello.

Zheng Xiu held the peeled grape in his mouth, it was moist and sweet. After swallowing, Zheng Xiu stood up and greeted him: "Sixth brother, Zheng is rude."

"Not rude! Not rude!"

Scar Lao Liu quickly waved his hand and took the initiative to express his intention. He leaned a little closer and said, "Brother Zheng, although these eight characters have just been revealed, Lao Liu, I really can't hold it back and hurry up to bring you this good news." ”

"Good news?" Zheng Xiu frowned.

Scar Laoliu pointed to the top: "I heard from people above that the Ministry of Revenue has not found any irrefutable evidence that Brother Zheng is bending the law for personal gain and evading taxes. Maybe you will be released soon! You are living a hard life. , it’s almost over!”

When Zheng Xiu heard this, he was silent for a long time.

Then he said: "Huh?"



"The good days of Marquis Zhonglie are coming to an end."

Deep inside the palace.

Jingheyuan.

Autumn has already entered at this time, and the leaves of the once dense garden trees in the courtyard appear sparse. Pieces of yellowed leaves fall with the wind, laying a bleak patch on the ground.

In the center of the courtyard, there is a stone table with a chessboard on it.

The two are playing chess.

One of them, about thirty years old, was as beautiful as jade, with a gentle expression and clear eyes.

The man opposite him who was playing chess with him was dressed as a high-ranking official, his hair and beard were white, and he was very old.

"Second brother is too anxious."

The young man smiled and landed a son at "Tian Yuan".

The senior official seemed to be accustomed to the young man's tricks. He would not skimp on the corners at the beginning, either showing off or giving in. He said: "Thank you, Your Highness, for giving up half of your position."

The two of them didn't care about the outcome on the chessboard, and while fighting on the chessboard, the young man known as "Your Highness" asked about the ups and downs in the imperial city in the past three days.

Since the Zheng family implemented a series of "preferential" policies in all walks of life in the imperial city, it can be said that they have abandoned the trend.

Many wealthy businessmen learned that Zheng Xiu was in jail. Based on the current situation, they privately said that Zheng Xiu knew that the matter could not be rectified, so he did some good deeds to spread wealth to the people.

Some wealthy businessmen secretly thought it was impossible. If the man named Zheng was such a kind person, how could he be regarded as the richest man?

But they couldn't see any clues.

There are also wealthy businessmen who know that there is someone behind Zheng Xiu. They decide to take a gamble and invest their spare money in Zheng's bank. They can avoid high custody fees and make money at the same time. Why not do it.

After the old man finished talking, the fight on the chessboard came to an end. In the end, no more, no less, the defeat was just one child away, just right.

The old man sighed lightly, but he quickly asked: "Your Highness, why does the second prince plan to release Zheng Xiu from prison?"

"Haha, Mr. Ke, how many years have you been sitting in the position of Minister of the Ministry of Revenue?"

"Back to Your Highness, no more, no less, exactly ten years."

"What do you think, Marquis Zhonglie?"

"Your Highness, you mean..."

"Just say it."

"I believe that the Zheng family has done their duty honestly over the years. Not only did they not hide even a cent of their tax money, they also took the initiative to pay more taxes to replenish the national treasury."

"Do you believe it?"

The old man shook his head: "I didn't believe it at first, but after checking the accounts carefully, the Zheng family... did not hide taxes."

"You don't believe it, I don't believe it, and the people don't believe it either." The person who played chess with the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue was clearly the current eldest prince. He smiled and said: "Everyone in the world hates the rich. This is the human heart. No matter whether the Zheng family really hid taxes or not, but when the news comes out, do you think more people believe it or not?"

Master Ke was silent. He vaguely understood the deep meaning of Zheng Xiu's series of measures.

It turns out that Zheng Xiu, the loyal marquis, seemed to be losing money, but in fact he guessed that someone was trying to mess with him behind his back and used money to buy back the reputation of the Zheng family.

"If Marquis Zhonglie dies unjustly in prison, no matter who the second brother pushes out as a scapegoat, it will be difficult to pacify the public."

"Now that my father is seriously ill and he has not yet established Chu, my second brother jumped out in a hurry, which is really unwise."

"Your subordinate Shi Wentong died on the street in a strange way. We still don't know who was behind it."

Ke Xunliang didn't know how to reply for a moment.

"Let them investigate thoroughly and it won't remain an unsolved case."

"yes."

"No matter what," the eldest prince continued, "if Zhonglie Hou Zheng Xiu is put back at this time, the people will only think that Zhonglie Hou is using money to settle the matter."

The second game of chess is set, and the storm rises again.

"Although this palace doesn't know how the second brother wants to embezzle the Zheng family's wealth, at the cusp of this storm, the loyal marquis Zheng Xiu died at home, such as hanging himself. What will the people think?"

Master Ke, the Secretary of the Ministry of Finance, was suddenly startled, the chess piece fell from his hand, and he exclaimed in shock: "Afraid of guilt, commit suicide!"



Coming out of the palace, Mr. Ke was worried.

After leaving the palace, there were rickshaws parked on the side of the avenue - these were the vehicles of the "Zheng Taxi" owned by the Zheng family. The shabby travelers wore thin clothes and kept rubbing their palms to keep warm in the cold wind.

Mr. Ke called for one, and the cyclists rushed to do Mr. Ke's business. Mr. Ke named someone at random and sat on the rickshaw, thinking silently.

It was rare for the nearly forty-year-old man to visit a big shot. He was in a happy mood and blew a melodious whistle, which sounded like a song.

Three long and two short, short, short and long, long, short and long...

The whistle sounded far away.

The same thing is happening in different corners.

Travelers, the whistle is loud.



Get out of jail?

When Zheng Xiu heard this, he secretly thought that there must be something fishy. Without thinking about it, he first expressed his attitude to Scar Lao Liu: "Brother Six takes such good care of Zheng in prison, how can Zheng just leave? This is absolutely inappropriate. ! Zheng misses his old friendship the most on weekdays. When he thinks that he will no longer be able to drink and chat with his sixth brother and toast to the moon together, Zheng feels like his heart is cut by a knife! So, it’s okay not to get out of this prison! "

Scar Laoliu was stunned when he saw Zheng Xiu's decisive tone.

He has been on duty for more than ten years.

I have an eighty-year-old mother above me and dozens of brothers below me. I am considered to be a semi-popular figure in the city.

This is the first time I have heard such a ridiculous request.