Chapter 1 Goldfinger came after I became the richest man

Daqian Dynasty.

November of the 32nd year of Zun'an.

Imperial City.

Prison Camp No. 1.

In the dim corridor, the pillars with peeling paint on both sides were lit by weak candles.

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep

The rusty and heavy iron door was pushed open by a big rough leather hand, and the slightly drunk jailer walked down the steps carrying a small bundle of oil packages.

"Hiccup~"

The jailer was tall and strong, with a ferocious appearance, a tiger head and fat ears, round eyes, raised eyebrows, and a slanting scar on the corner of his right eye. He was known as "Scar Lao Liu".

It is said that Scar Lao Liu was the cousin of a favored concubine in the palace, and through some connections, he got such a job that was neither fat nor thin.

The oilcloth in Scar Laoliu's hand was tightly wrapped, but there was a faint alluring fragrance wafting out, that was the smell of slutty chicken. Walking in the corridor, dirty and thin hands stretched out from the dark cell. They Like a fly that smells the aroma of meat, it begs Lao Liu for a bite in a vague voice.

Scar Laoliu seemed to be in a very good mood, his waist was bulging, and he didn't care about the prisoners. He walked twenty steps, and on the left side of the end of the corridor, the bright moonlight was like a sword, piercing into the cell - that It is the "A-shaped cell", the only cell with a window in No. 1 Prison, used to detain felons.

"call--"

Scar Laoliu breathed a sigh of relief when he walked to Cell A. The cells in front of him were all stinky, but this one was particularly fresh and ventilated.

There is a skylight on the high wall, about an arm's length and two bricks wide.

Under the moonlight, a young man with long, silky hair sat cross-legged on the clean and soft hay, his brows furrowed, as if he was meditating, but also as if he was falling asleep. In just a few breaths, his demeanor changed several times.

Even in prison, the young man's handsomeness and toughness were like the white moonlight in the prison, making the No. 1 cell shine brightly. Scar Laoliu couldn't help but look at it a few more times, secretly saying "It's a pity", and licking Licking his dry lips, he said: "As expected of Mr. Zheng, the richest man in the imperial capital. Look at him, he is really extraordinary!"

"..."

The young man known as "Mr. Zheng, the richest man in the imperial capital" seemed oblivious to Scar Lao Liu's compliments. He still lowered his head under the narrow beam of moonlight and stretched out his fingers to make gestures, as if digging. , pulling something.

Scar Lao Liu laughed twice, thinking that his flattery was not loud enough, so he immediately increased his intensity: "Master Zheng is really rich and kind, handsome and fierce, tall and hard, and...and..." But Scar Lao Liu There wasn't much ink in my stomach, and I ran out of water even as it flowed, stammering.

Zheng Xiu then raised his head in confusion. At first, his eyes were blank and he didn't know where to stare. Gradually, he became more energetic and his eyes focused on Scar Lao Liu's face.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Liu. Just now, Mr. Zheng was in deep thought and was rude. Please forgive me."

Zheng Xiu stood up, smiled and held his hands in his hands, apologizing.

Scar Lao Liu suddenly felt a little flattered.

Although Zheng Xiu, the richest man in the imperial capital, was imprisoned during the day and fell into his hands, Scar Lao Liu was clear in his heart. For such a wealthy businessman to come here, it was just a formality at most. If there were no serious mistakes, he would just be locked up for a few days. , external matters will be settled by others.

Even though this place is called "Death Prison", Scar Laoliu has seen some people get out with a smile.

Judging from Zheng Xiu's calm posture, he must have money at home and knows what he is doing.

Therefore, thinking about when the rich man in front of him would be able to go out, Scar Laoliu did not dare to offend him and said quickly:

"Hey, hey, Mr. Zheng, you're welcome, you're welcome, just call me Lao Liu, that's fine! Let's not deal with those nonsense!"

This "Sixth Master" called Scar Laoliu so excited that he quickly handed over the oil bag.

Zheng Xiu was not polite and opened the oilcloth bag, which contained a huge roasted chicken leg. What surprised Zheng Xiu most was that the drumstick was still hot.

He started to take a big bite, and the smell of chicken suddenly filled the prison, drifting through the corridor, and bursts of "gul-dong" swallowing sounds sounded in the quiet environment.

"Mr. Zheng, this is your Zheng family. Second mother asked Lao Liu to sneak in. In addition..." Scar Lao Liu took out a carved leather wine bag from his waist with a look of reluctance: "Just a little."

'Old Fortune and Longevity'."

Zheng Xiu was used to eating big fish and meat on weekdays, but today he ate the chicken leg with extra care. He lowered his head and gnawed, and casually replied: "Zheng knows this is against the rules, and Zheng is not good at drinking, so this will help Brother Six."

Dealt with it.”

Zheng Xiu quietly changed the title of "Sixth Master" to "Sixth Brother".

This time, Scar Lao Liu listened to it and was a little confused. He didn't refuse and asked tentatively: "Then... I'll keep it for Master Zheng first?"

Zheng Xiu smiled and replied: "Thank you."

Scar Lao Liu was stunned for a moment, then quickly stuffed the "Old Fortune, Fortune, and Shou" into his arms, and quickly shook his head: "No hard work! No hard work! Mr. Zheng is so generous!"

With a bottle of fine wine, Scar Lao Liu was secretly happy. He looked at the young man in the prison and felt that he was extremely handsome, as if exuding an alluring glow. Scar Lao Liu's fierce facial features seemed a bit softer.

Scar Lao Liu recalled Zheng Xiu’s life.

The ancestors of the Zheng family were heroes in the founding of the country and had served in the army for generations. Zheng's father died in battle during the "Northern Barbarian Rebellion" twenty years ago. The emperor wrote and gave a plaque "Glory of Loyalty and Martyrdom" to be hung in the Zheng family's ancestral hall and bestowed upon Zheng.

Hereditary title.

According to the practice of Daqian, "positions are awarded based on ability, and titles are rewarded based on merit." Although Zheng Xiu's father is dead, based on his merit alone, if he joins the court as an official in the future, even if he cannot go to a high place, he can still be a humble person.

Zheng Xiu spent his whole life in a fat and idle job with no worries about food and clothing.

But what astonished everyone was that Zheng Xiu showed amazing business talent from a young age. He made his fortune from a "Xiangmanlou" and gradually founded a series of unprecedented "industries".

Zheng's Winery claims that "this wine can only be found in heaven and is rarely heard in the world";

In the world of heaven and earth, they created an original "membership hierarchy", which is divided into "ordinary members", "senior members" and "supreme members", allowing the rich in the city to rush to recharge and linger over. Their slogan is "Don't seek immortality in heaven, just seek immortality in heaven."

Asking for freedom in the world, suddenly looking back, it’s heaven and earth”;

Zheng's Logistics has brought together outstanding travelers from all over the country to create the "Errand Running Era" in the Imperial City. Their slogan is "Wherever you go safely, you will arrive the next day";

In addition, there are also small businesses such as Zheng's cloth shop, Zheng's money shop, flower boats and boats, and Zheng Zheng's beating people.

If Zheng Xiu hadn't been imprisoned today, servants like Scar Laoliu would never have had the slightest interaction with a rich man from the imperial city like Zheng Xiu.

Scar Laoliu lamented that the situation of being the richest man was different. Not long after this man was imprisoned, he learned that he usually gambled a few games and shook the dice, so he smiled and asked himself to go to a gambling house called "Cornucopia".

Find an old man.

After Zheng Xiu's name was reported, Scar Lao Liu, who had always been very unlucky, won a total of two hundred silvers in one go for the first time. This is why Scar Lao Liu was walking like the wind at this moment.

No wonder the scar on my right eye is itching and throbbing this morning. I hope I go out and meet someone special!

By the way, why was Zheng Xiu imprisoned?

Only then did Scar Laoliu remember this incident. Seeing that Zheng Xiu had finished chewing the chicken legs, he sat down in front of the A-shaped cell, licked the mouth of the bottle to satisfy his craving, and asked about it.

Mr. Zheng replied casually: "They said they were hiding taxes."

"Hiding taxes?" Scar Lao Liu was stunned when he heard the words. He smelled the aroma of the wine and couldn't help but take another sip. He thought to himself that this is no big deal. Who among the rich businessmen in the city doesn't hide taxes? After careful consideration of what was wrong, Scar Lao Liu asked: "How much should you hide?"

"Five thousand."

"Oh, it's only five thousand." Scar Laoliu plucked his ears, and then suddenly froze. He was so drunk that he owed three points in shock: "Wait, it's only five thousand?"

Zheng Xiu was already lying down, as if he was ready to sleep after eating, and added the word: "Ten thousand."

Scar Laoliu was so frightened that he took a few steps back and did not dare to ask any more questions.

Fifty million taels of silver!

According to the laws of Daqian, if you hide a tax of 5,000, you will be fined a tax of 10,000; if you hide a tax of 10,000, you will be fined a tax of 50,000; if you hide a tax of 50,000, you will be fined 50,000; if you hide a tax of 50,000, you will be punished with 30 sticks and sent to prison pending trial; if you hide a tax of 100,000, you will be beheaded in the autumn. If it exceeds 100,000, everyone will be killed.

This 50 million tax evasion...Scar Laoliu can no longer imagine how high the "50 million" pile is, but according to the laws of Daqian, this Zheng Xiu will not only sit in jail, but even if he dies once, he will be dug out and then beheaded Ten times is not enough punishment.

He instantly felt that the two hundred taels in his pocket were no longer valuable.

Scar Laoliu muttered "50 million" repeatedly and left the cell in a daze.

The prison became quiet again.

Opposite Zheng Xiu, it was dark, and a sneer came out.

He didn't know who the inmates were living across the street, so he ignored them.

Zheng Xiu is a native of Dagan.

He was still ignorant before the age of seven, but with the full development of his morality, intelligence and body, Zheng Xiu gradually recalled the memories of his previous life. He believed that this was a supernatural phenomenon called "soul penetration". After the age of seven, he quickly I accepted this setting.

In his previous life, he was born on a blue planet. He was a victim of the great era of involution. He failed to score 985 in the college entrance examination. After four years of studying, he was a quasi-graduate.

Although his academic qualifications are average, Zheng Xiu considers himself to be of outstanding character, kind-hearted and eager to learn, and is sworn in with gambling and drugs.

Just when Zheng Xiu was rejected for the 13th time when he submitted his resume and failed to attend a job fair one day, he was debating whether to take the postgraduate entrance examination or go straight to the end of the universe to take the public service examination. He was invited out by a group of friends to play board games and felt dizzy for no reason. His head hit the dice.

Then,

There's no after that.

To be honest, Zheng Xiu is not interested in money.

He has always felt that this world is very strange. There are no mystical skills or hidden immortals. After he became rich, he used his contacts to find some tips called "cultivation skills". Even if it didn't work, he would find some "body tempering". "Exchange blood, change fate with Tao fruit" and so on, it is possible to practice fantasy without cultivating immortality. But what makes Zheng Xiu very disappointed is that such a thing does not exist in this world.

It turns out that this is an ordinary parallel ancient world.

After the age of twelve, Zheng Xiu matured precociously. While taking over the family business and doing business to make money, he reluctantly gave up his dream of breaking rivers with one sword and splitting mountains with two punches, and became a simple businessman.

The final outcome is nothing more than a life of drunkenness and dreams, enjoying prosperity, and a peaceful and boring life.

Until this morning, a group of Imperial Guards stormed into Zheng's house. As if justice came from heaven, they announced that he had evaded 50 million in taxes and put him on death row.

Because of his imprisonment, Zheng Xiu suddenly opened the door to a new world.
To be continued...