"If you really guessed it, you should be able to guess why I deigned to come here to see you."
Zheng Xiu nodded and said, "It's almost the same."
The second prince smiled: "Conversations between smart people are really effortless. I hope that one day you can help me."
He placed an accent on the word "日" in "one day".
The profound meaning is self-evident.
He has plans for Mr. Zheng.
The second prince hoped that Zheng Xiu would be sensible and not pretend not to understand.
Whether it is rebellion or uprising, or fighting with the emperor's brothers, there is one word that cannot be separated - money.
A lot of money.
In recent years, the richest man in the imperial city has been fighting Tai Chi with three princes.
This four-corner "ambiguous" relationship allows the three princes to be friends with the richest man Zheng Xiu, both on a daily basis and on the surface. Zheng Xiu had the title of "Hou Zhonglie", which was bestowed upon him by the emperor, and it was not a shame to spread the word about his friendship with him.
Master Zheng's success in three places forced the second prince to make second-hand preparations and secretly win over many officials and wealthy businessmen in the city early on.
Salt, iron, and commerce can be said to be the necessary help for those who want to do great things.
Zheng Xiu already knew the second prince's intention, so he was not surprised and immediately shook his head.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness, Zheng just wants to live in peace and be a wealthy businessman with high moral character."
The second prince sneered: "There are no intact eggs under the overturned nest. Do you think you can really survive alone?"
Zheng Xiu looked at the second prince seriously: "If even Zheng can't take care of himself, there may not even be a single intact egg in this nest."
The second prince suppressed his anger and advised earnestly: "Do you think your 'Zhongliehou' can protect you for the rest of your life?"
"It can't be guaranteed." Unexpectedly, Zheng Xiu simply denied it: "After all, he just inherited the glory of his late father, and it's not worth mentioning."
"Then why do you?"
What he wants to ask is why are you so arrogant.
Zheng Xiu replied with a smile: "There is only one thing that people want in life, and that is 'happiness'. I, Zheng, am a lonely person. When I die, I die, and I am relaxed. Besides, ordinary people like me and I are not allowed to get involved in such a fight. , maybe if you wade into this water, you will die faster."
"A lonely person?" The second prince chuckled: "So, it has nothing to do with you whether Zheng Erniang, who depends on you for life, and the hundreds of servants who beg for food with you, live or die, have nothing to do with you?"
Zheng Xiu was dumbfounded. With your villainous face, isn't it too obvious? At that moment, Master Zheng was not angry but smiled: "Second Prince, are you trying to force Zheng into submission?"
After a moment of silence, the second prince did not deny it. He turned around and left a message: "You are a sensible person, and you are the only one in the Zheng family. Haha, Lord Marquis, Lord Marquis, you don't want to, the incense of the Zheng family will end with you." Right?"
A naked threat.
A arrogant speech.
The implication is that no matter how much you, Zheng Xiu, hold the title of "Marquis of Zhonglie" and how much your father has paid for Daqian, that is all in the past. Things are not what they used to be. Don't be ignorant. I'm really ignorant, so don't blame me for being cruel.
Mr. Zheng lay down, crossed his fingers, closed his eyes and thought deeply.
After a moment, Zheng Xiu smiled: "Zheng still wants to be an ordinary businessman who is law-abiding and honest. I hope His Highness will not force you to do so."
When the second prince heard this, his dark eyes turned towards Master Zheng:
"Zheng Xiu, I'm afraid you don't know how to write the word 'death'?"
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The air was suddenly quiet.
Zheng Xiu stared at the serious face of the second prince for a long time.
"Ahahaha, ahhahahahaha——"
Mr. Zheng was laughing in prison.
He was laughing so hard that he was out of breath and rolled on the spacious Taishi chair.
The second prince's face became darker and darker.
There is a limit to human tolerance.
He is the second prince after all.
One of the three people in the world who is qualified to compete for the throne!
Ranked second!
You Zheng Xiu, a mere Marquis of Zhonglie, why are you laughing?
"Sorry sorry."
Zheng Xiu felt that this smile made the atmosphere more harmonious, and it was really not intentional. It's just that during this period, he has seen the word "death" more than anyone else in the world. The word "death" appeared like this without any precaution, which made Mr. Zheng really find it very funny.
You actually asked me if I knew how to write the word "death"?
"Zheng was laughing unintentionally, but he couldn't hold it back."
Second Prince: "Do you think the person behind you can still protect you?"
The words sounded familiar.
Zheng Xiu asked, "Your Highness, does he know who was the last person who said this to Zheng?"
The second prince said coldly: "Who?"
"Shi Wentong, a doctor in the household department, Mr. Shi."
"???"
Not enough words to speculate.
The second prince had murderous intentions.
Since you don't know good from evil.
Don't blame me for being cruel.
When turning around, the second prince paused and asked one more question:
"Has my royal brother come to see you?"
"Not yet."
"If they come, you won't leave this shabby prison?"
Zheng Xiu only answered in four words: "Abide by the rules and laws."
"A good law-abiding person."
The second prince finally gave up trying to win over him and walked out quickly.
After all, this place is a death row, and it is very unlucky. The fact that he can get in is already a great honor to Zheng Xiu. Unexpectedly, this man named Zheng is so stubborn.
When walking to the door.
Suddenly someone shouted loudly outside:
"The Holy One has arrived - I would like to invite the Zhonglie Marquis of the Zheng family to come out of prison to meet the Holy One!"
The second prince froze on the spot.
He didn't know whether he should take the next step or not.
Why is the father here?
Why did he come?
Just at this time?
Could it be that our every move is actually under the watchful eye of our father?
People with ghosts in their hearts have delicate minds.
There is a lot to think about and a lot to fear.
The second prince stayed in place, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the more frightened and frightened he became, sweating profusely.
"Let's go, why don't you go?"
I do not know how long it has been.
Master Zheng calmly passed by the second prince.
Seeing that Mr. Zheng is radiant, has long hair tightly tied, and neatly dressed, it is obvious that he has been dressed up.
When the second prince heard this, he was stunned at first, and then became angry.
Didn’t you say you abide by the law?
It turns out that this cell door was not even locked by the chain?
Are you him...
The second prince has been immersed in etiquette poems and books since he was a child. He is cultured and has a good foundation. He doesn't know what to scold.
"Come on, it's here."
Zheng Xiu was actually stunned for a moment at first.
He never expected that the old Wei Emperor, who he guessed was "seriously ill", would actually come to the prison camp at this time.
Glancing back at the second prince who was sweating and looking ashen, Zheng Xiu chuckled and seemed to understand.
The second prince quickly stabilized the situation, bit the bullet, and walked out side by side with Lord Zheng.
As soon as they stepped out of the ground, they were greeted by hundreds of armored Shenwu Hall forbidden troops, forming a neat military formation and surrounding the prison camp.
The thugs that the Second Prince had kicked out not long ago were trembling on the side.
In the center of the military formation, a temporary tent was set up at some point.
On both sides of the tent, the flag "武" of the Shenwu Hall fluttered in the wind and made a hunting sound.
This battle was something that I had the honor to see only in the past when my father and General Zheng went out to conquer the Northern Barbarians.
The military formations separated, and the Imperial Guards took unified steps and separated a road.
"My son has met my father!"
The second prince gritted his teeth and stepped forward, kneeling down in front of the tent door to pay his respects.
An old, hoarse, but not angry voice came from inside.
"rise."
After the second prince got up, Old Wei was in the military tent and said again: "Are you here to visit Marquis Zhonglie?"
The second prince glanced at Zheng Xiu.
Zheng Xiu smiled: "Mr. Zheng, Marquis Zhonglie, Zheng Xiu, pay your respects to your Majesty."
It said: "House of Zhonglie, no courtesy."
It really doesn’t require kneeling.
Zheng Xiu glanced at the second prince, paused meaningfully, and said, "His Royal Highness has some friendship with Mr. Zheng. He knew that Mr. Zheng was in trouble, so he came here to 'greet' him!"
The word "greeting" was emphasized.
There was silence in the tent.
The second prince lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and had thousands of thoughts running through his mind.
Didn't he say that the old guy was dying?
How could it come out?
Come to see... Marquis Zhonglie?
