Zheng Xiu saw the little slap in the face scene and laughed secretly.
Scar Lao Liu was so tough this time, Zheng Xiu remembered it in his heart.
I have a close friendship with this man, and he will really help me when something happens.
Of course, Zheng Xiu wouldn't panic if someone changed.
We are in prison now, and the prison is the territory of the [prisoner].
The current ability of the incarnation is beyond imagination. He only needs to secretly activate [Projection], and with the current muscles of the incarnation, he can easily carry thirty sticks.
Scar Laoliu raised the torture stick high and lowered it gently.
It landed on Mr. Zheng's butt, and he didn't even make a sound. He hit him from a distance.
The herald couldn't stand it anymore and could only close his eyes.
The "thirty stick punishment" was finally overturned, and what awaited Mr. Zheng next was a long period of imprisonment.
When will it be received? We have to wait until the decisions are made.
Three tragedies remain unsolved.
Zhou Ji, the Minister of Punishment, forcibly suppressed it and said that the six gates should be checked first. They had to check carefully and slowly, and there was no room for mistakes.
As for Zheng Xiu.
Another week passed in the blink of an eye.
Late November.
The chill is deeper, and when the wind blows, it makes people feel the bitingness of early winter.
Things are a little weird these days.
Frequently, people came to the prison camp to hold banquets and said they wanted to see Mr. Zheng.
The official positions are from small to large: among the six departments, there are more than ten people in charge, chief official, Yuanwailang, Langzhong, etc.
Not to mention that the master was fully focused on the ghosts, and they insisted on letting Zheng Xiu meet on the ground, where Zheng Xiu did not feel safe, but Zheng Xiu was nowhere to be seen.
The reasons are all: "I, Zheng Xiu, am a law-abiding person and will never do anything that violates the law!"
No one believed this when he said it, but it was reasonable. All the officials who came to Zheng Xiu returned angrily and were rejected.
At the same time, rumors gradually spread from the court.
Then Zheng Haoran's son, Zhongliehou, and the richest man Zheng Xiu, is he really so law-abiding, loyal and courageous?
Although officials in this era did not believe in gods, Buddhas and demons, they always had good and bad luck to avoid. Like Shi Wentong before, he was unwilling to go deep into prison for fear of getting into trouble. The officials who came to see Mr. Zheng had similar thoughts. When you go back, you only need to say that Mr. Zheng is missing. With an explanation, there is no need to risk your career as an official.
It didn't take long for Zheng Xiu to calmly finish the dungeon.
Until the first day of December.
dusk.
Scar Laoliu hurriedly walked down the stairs and almost fell.
"Master Zheng is not good!" Scar Lao Liu squatted in front of the prison, holding on to the fence with both hands, like a Labrador whose tail had been stepped on.
Zheng Xiu still had his eyes closed, almost as if he was sleeping.
Scar Laoliu was already familiar with Mr. Zheng's "lethargy" habit, so he went straight to the point without any nonsense: "Your Highness! Your Highness is here in person! He said he wants to see you!"
Zheng Xiu was fighting with Wang Cangyun in the ghost world, going back and forth. When he heard a sound outside, he stretched out his neck and killed the person quickly. He opened his eyes and became interested.
"Oh? Which prince?"
"It's the second prince! He held a banquet up there and said he would wait for you to go out. What's the point? Let's discuss important matters!"
Zheng Xiu smiled, narrowed his eyes, and said meaningfully, "It turns out he is the second prince!"
Scar Laoliu was about to open the cell door.
Unexpectedly, Zheng Xiu didn't even move to stand up from the Grand Master's chair. He shook his embroidered robe and shook his head.
"Just say that Zheng will never leave prison after he has committed a crime. If you really want to see Zheng, let your high and mighty Highness... come in and sit down."
Master Zheng closed his eyes again and lay back.
Ouch, thief God, I'm licking you, a bastard in the backyard!
When Scar Lao Liu heard this, he was so frightened that his legs went weak. He cursed that the law of heaven was unfair and that all things were like dogs.
He was good at persuading and trying to persuade the second prince without offending him.
Zheng Xiu secretly thought that he had already done something to me, so why should he talk about offending me?
So Mr. Zheng just lay down on the Taishi's chair and acted rogue. He said, "Scar Laoliu, if you have the guts, drag me out."
Scar Laoliu unlocked the door and begged the master to get out. However, Master Zheng was determined and did not move. In the end, Scar Lao Liu had no choice but to grit his teeth, stretched his neck and hit his head against the wall. His forehead was bruised and he bled a little.
Zheng Xiu was stunned for a moment and saw Scar Laoliu blinking in his direction, and then closed his eyes again, looking as if he was out of breath and on the verge of death.
Mr. Zheng secretly gave Scar Lao Liu a thumbs up and shouted outward: "No, no, no! Six brother accidentally hit the wall and passed out!"
After a while of confusion.
The stalemate lasted for about half an hour.
"Huh, they're all trash."
At the end of the corridor, there was an angry rebuke. His Royal Highness, the Second Prince, covered his mouth and nose, walked down the stairs, and walked straight towards the A-shaped room where Zheng Xiu was imprisoned.
Next to the second prince, there were several handsome men in rich robes, who looked more like confidants of the second prince than official officials.
Scar Lao Liu was just the leader of the prison camp. His immediate superior, wiping cold sweat from his brow, followed the second prince and ordered people to carry the embarrassing Scar Lao Liu out quickly.
"Zhonglie Marquis Zheng Xiu has met His Highness the Second Prince."
Zheng Xiu expressed his intention and cupped his hand.
"Bold!" Beside the second prince, a handsome bitch barked coldly: "Why don't you kneel down when you see His Highness?"
Zheng Xiu smiled and pointed at himself: "Do you know me?"
"The richest man in the imperial city, Zheng Haoran, is the only son of General Zheng. Who knows?"
The man's tone was cold, and he obviously wanted to give Zheng Xiu a blow.
Zheng Xiu shook his head, squinted his eyes and smiled: "You know it, but you don't know it completely. Do you know that when the Holy One bestowed the title of 'Zhonglie Marquis' on the Zheng family, he specially approved me as Zhonglie Marquis. Except when I go to court, even if I meet the Holy One, I will not do it." You can skip the ceremony of kneeling down to comfort my father’s spirit in heaven.”
This is one of the reasons why Zheng Xiu is not willing to become an official.
You don’t have to kneel when you are facing down, but you have to kneel when you go to court.
If Zheng Xiu was really born and raised, it wouldn't matter. But the memories of the two lives merged. It was natural to kneel to one's parents, and to kneel to the emperor. Zheng Xiu always felt uncomfortable in his heart.
No matter how inappropriate this official is, how can he be as comfortable as being the richest man?
Zheng Xiu thought to himself, and then said: "My father, Zheng Haoran, is a hero who protects the country and sacrifices his life for the country. By asking me to kneel, do you want to say that my father's achievements are not counted, or do you want to say that what the Holy Father said is like farts?"
The man was stunned and suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
Zheng Xiu then turned to the second prince, his smile unabated: "Your Highness, fortunately, Zheng is familiar with His Highness, and knows that His Highness cares about the common people and is easy-going. Otherwise, if his words were spread, it would mean that the speaker has no intention, and the listener I am afraid that someone will deliberately spread rumors that your subordinates may be plotting rebellion? If your Majesty's subordinates are plotting rebellion, Your Majesty... Ahem, Zheng's implication is that he is worried that His Majesty will be exposed to rumors. !”
Mr. Zheng is indeed the largest chain of cloth dealers. He opens his mouth and puts a huge hat on the opposite side.
The nameless bastard's face turned pale and he was no longer handsome. He immediately knelt on the ground and slapped himself as hard as he could.
"call."
The second prince smiled slightly and took a few steps closer to Zheng Xiu: "Marquis Zhonglie was joking. How can a humble servant take his words seriously?"
He began to feel a little uncertain.
Could it be that Zheng Xiu knows the inside story of the palace?
But even if his family members reported the news, the news that his father was seriously ill had not been reported. Even many ministers had not heard about it. Zheng Xiu did not have the ability to predict the future, how could he know about it?
If you didn't know, the second prince did not openly quarrel with Zheng Xiu. Zheng Xiu spoke his heart out every word, and it was obvious that there was a hidden knife behind his words.
"You all get out."
The second prince waved his hand and sent his servants away.
Now, only the second prince and Zheng Xiu were left in this square space.
...No, there is one more person.
Jiang Gaoyi, the prefect of Yanzhou, had just curled up in bed and woke up when he heard the incredible conversation and was so frightened that he dared not speak out.
Ruined!
After all, Jiang Gaoyi had been an official before. He retracted his head into the haystack and shouted, "Don't look here, second prince."
Mr. Jiang wished that he was deaf and blind at this moment.
The second prince really didn't expect that Zheng Xiu had a neighbor living across from him. After the others went out, the second prince's face turned cold, but instantly changed back to a gentle smile: "Did you guess that something happened in the palace?"
"Guess one or two."
Zheng Xiu nodded.
