Chapter 27 The loyal marquis who obeys the law and obeys the law
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.
This man is a very close friend, and he will really come to you if something happens.
Of course, Zheng Xiu wouldn't panic even if someone was replaced.
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 Lao Liu raised the punishment 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 finally couldn't stand it any longer 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 for the decision to be made.
Three tragedies remain unsolved.
Zhou Ji, the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment, forcibly suppressed it and said that the six doors should be checked first. They had to check carefully and slowly, and there was no room for mistakes.
As for Zheng Xiu.
Another week has passed in the blink of an eye.
Late November.
The chill is getting deeper, and when the wind blows, it makes people feel the bitingness of early winter.
It's 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 were arranged from small to large: among the six ministries, more than ten people came successively, including chief officer, governor, Yuanwailang, doctor, and so on.
Not to mention that the master was all 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 see 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. 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 generally had the same idea. All they had to say when they returned was
It’s just that Mr. Zheng is gone. With an explanation, there is no need to risk his own career as an official.
It didn’t take long for Zheng Xiu to calmly clear 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, squinted 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 Taishi chair. He shook his embroidered robe and shook his head.
"Just say that Zheng will never leave prison because of his guilt. 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!
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 fond of persuading and persuading, and tried to avoid offending the second prince.
Zheng Xiu secretly thought that he had already fucked me, so why should he talk about offending me?
So Mr. Zheng just lay down on the Taishi's chair and acted like a rogue. He said, "Scar Lao Liu, if you have the guts, drag me out."
Scar Lao Liu unlocked the door and begged the master to get out. But Master Zheng was determined and did not move. Scar Lao Liu finally had no choice but to grit his teeth, stretched his neck and hit his head against the wall. His forehead was bruised and bleeding.
Some blood.
Zheng Xiu was stunned for a moment, seeing Scar Laoliu blinking towards him, and then closing his eyes again, looking as if he was dying of breath.
Mr. Zheng secretly gave Scar Old 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 scolding. 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 to 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 quickly carry the embarrassing Scar Lao Liu out.
"Zhonglie Hou Zheng Xiu, I have met His Highness the Second Prince."
Zheng Xiu expressed his intention and cupped his hands.
"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. In addition to going to court, even if I meet the Holy One, I will not
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 are merged. It is only natural to kneel to your parents and the emperor. Zheng Xiu always feels 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 Your Highness and knows that Your Highness cares about the common people and is easy-going. Otherwise, if his words were spread, as the saying goes, the speaker has no intention, the listener
I am afraid that your subordinates may deliberately spread rumors that your subordinates may be plotting rebellion? If your Majesty's subordinates are plotting rebellion, Your Highness... Ahem, Zheng's implication is that he is worried that His Highness will be exposed to rumors.
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Mr. Zheng is indeed the largest chain of cloth dealers. He opens his mouth and puts a huge hat on the other 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 started to feel a little uncertain.
Could it be that Zheng Xiu knows the inside story of the palace?
But even though his family members reported the news, it was not reported that his father was seriously ill. Even many ministers did not know about it. Zheng Xiu did not have the ability to predict the future, how could he know about it?
If you don'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 knife behind his words.
"You all get out."
The second prince waved his hand and sent the servants away.
Now, only the second prince and Zheng Xiu are left in this square space.
...No, there is another 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 did not dare to speak out.
Ruined!
After all, Jiang Gaoyi had been an official before. He put his head into the haystack and shouted, "Don't look here, the second prince."
Mr. Jiang wishes he could be deaf and blind at this very 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: "Have you guessed that something happened in the palace?"