Chapter 17 It’s okay not to get out of this prison!
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 south.
The autumn wind is bleak, and the fallen leaves are blown up by the wind for a long time.
Scar Laoliu was in a very 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 Laoliu is in a good mood.
Humming a tuneless ditty, I returned to the prison camp. As soon as I walked down the stairs, I 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.
I saw the two jailers with their legs on the table, eyes closed and expressions 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."
"Aha?" Upon hearing this, Scar Laoliu turned his anger into a smile 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 was sitting on the bed, warming the bed for the old man and playing the pipa. It was the girl Zhizhi who had visited the prison last time.
The other two girls each sat on one side of the Taishi chair.
One girl was singing a song, while the other girl was twisting grapes and carefully peeling them for the master.
At this moment, Mr. Zheng is lying on the Taishi chair enjoying himself.
She was good at playing, and it was said that her exquisite hands were as smooth as gelatin 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 has high and low pitches and melodious tones. 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, is carefully peeling grapes for Mr. Zheng and stuffing them into Mr. Zheng's mouth one by one.
Scar Lao Liu dared to swear to God that he had never seen such a wanton scene.
"Good morning, Mr. Zheng!"
After singing the song, Scar Lao Liu came up to say hello.
Zheng Xiu held the peeled grape in his mouth, it was moist and sweet. After swallowing it, 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."
Already."
"Good news?" Zheng Xiu frowned.
Scar Laoliu pointed to the top: "I heard from the 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 the end!”
When Zheng Xiu heard this, he was silent for a long time.
Then he said: "Ah?"
…
"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, and 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 placed 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 your son."
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 to have set off a trend.
Many wealthy businessmen learned that Zheng Xiu was imprisoned. Based on the information they knew, they privately said that Zheng Xiu knew that the matter could not be solved, so he did some good deeds and 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 storage fees and make money at the same time. Why not do it.
After the old man finished talking, the fighting on the chessboard came to an end. In the end, there was no more, no less, and he lost by one piece, which was just right.
The old man sighed lightly on the surface, but secretly praised the victory in this game and asked again: "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 half 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 playing chess with the Minister of Household Affairs was 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 now that the news is out, do you think more people believe it or more people don’t believe it?"
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 use 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 the scapegoat, it will be difficult to pacify everyone."
"Now that my father is seriously ill, but 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 while.
"If we let them investigate thoroughly, it won't remain an unsolved case."
"yes."
"No matter what," the eldest prince said again, "if Zhonglie Marquis Zheng Xiu is put back at this time, the people will only think that Zhonglie Marquis is using money to settle the matter."
The second game of chess is set, and the storm begins again.
"Although I don't know how my 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?"
Mr. 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, Master Ke was worried.
After leaving the palace, on the side of the road, there were rickshaws parked one after another - these were the rickshaws of the "Zheng Taxi" owned by the Zheng family. The shabby rickshaws were wearing thin clothes and kept rubbing their palms to keep warm in the cold wind.
Mr. Ke called a rickshaw, and the rickshaw drivers rushed to do Mr. Ke's business. Mr. Ke randomly selected someone and sat on the rickshaw, thinking silently.
It was rare for the nearly forty-year-old 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.
Walkers, 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 took such good care of Zheng in prison, how could Zheng just leave? This is absolutely inappropriate.
! Zheng misses his old friendship the most. 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 dumbfounded when he saw Zheng Xiu's categorical tone.
He has been on duty for more than ten years.
He has an eighty-year-old mother and dozens of brothers. He is considered to be a moderate figure in the city.
This is the first time I have heard such a ridiculous request.
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