Mr. Zhao was a little worried. After all, everyone knew that Zhu Feng hated the general.
Even if he didn't make any mistakes, he would have been classified as a bad guy in Zhu Xi's case.
Zhu Xi was very kind: "Master Zhao, please don't be too polite. Please come with me for a tour."
Mr. Zhao secretly wondered: It seems that the rumors from the outside may not be true.
Zhu Feng and Mr. Zhao walked ahead.
Zhu Bai waved his hands and walked behind.
There is also a market in Xicheng here, and the things sold are obviously much cheaper than those in other districts.
Sewage flows across the street, the stench fills the sky, and the ground is full of garbage.
Even the people were sallow, skinny, and dressed in rags.
Zhu Bai sighed secretly, if he hadn't come to see it for himself, he really wouldn't have known there was such a place in Yingtian City.
There was a hawker making up stuff to sell.
He didn't know what kind of grass he used, but it was as thin as silk. With his hands flying up and down, he wove a lifelike grasshopper in just a moment.
Hey, this is fun.
Zhu Bai stopped and was so absorbed in watching that he distanced himself from Zhu Feng and the others without paying attention.
Fugui and the others did not dare to rush Zhu Bai, so they could only wait from afar.
The hawker asked Zhu Bai: "Whatever I like, I can make it now for a penny each."
Zhu Bai grinned: "Make me a Zhong Kui."
He took out the paper and pen he brought with him and drew an Ultraman.
The hawker copied the pictures, while Zhu Bai watched with great interest.
Someone next to him stretched out a skinny hand: "Sir, please do well. My child is dying of illness and I have no money for medicine."
Zhu Bai turned around and saw a woman with a yellow and shriveled face and a dying child in her arms who was also as thin as a monkey.
He dug around his chest, took out a piece of broken silver, and handed it to her.
After all, I earn money from selling scriptures, so it’s natural to use some of it to do good deeds.
The woman thanked her with tears in her eyes and then left.
Deng Lai's voice rang in Zhu Bai's mind: "If you dare to delay the payment again, let them go to jail for a few days."
Aren't these poor mother and children just people who can't afford the protection fee and will be thrown into jail for a few days?
People like Deng Le are just beasts!!
A surge of anger suddenly arose in his heart. Zhu Bai gritted his teeth and closed his eyes to suppress it, silently reciting in his heart: It's none of my business, it's none of my business.
There are a lot of injustices in the world, and if you don't take care of them all, it will never end. You will never be able to live happily.
"Master, I've made it up." The vendor called out to Zhu Bai.
Zhu Bai took out ten coins and gave it to him: "No need to look for it. It's for you."
Firstly, he felt sorry for the hawker, and secondly, he did make it well.
When he goes back, he will insert this in the most conspicuous place in the palace to remind himself not to forget where it came from.
Recently, I have become accustomed to being a Ming Dynasty person. I often get confused, forget my own goals, and meddle in too many things.
Someone bumped into him head-on. Zhu Baizheng was in a bad mood. He grabbed the man's hand that was stretched out into his arms and said coldly: "Brother, please don't stretch your hands."
Fugui and the others immediately came over as soon as they saw it.
Seeing the crowd, the man wanted to run, but Zhu Bai grabbed him.
He growled at Zhu Bai: "Let go. Otherwise I will beat you."
Zhu Bai didn't let go, tilted his head and said, "I'll forget it after touching you? Don't you have to be responsible?"
The man couldn't get away, so he picked Zhu Bai up in desperation and ran towards the alley.
Alas, I forgot that I was still a child.
Only then did he clearly see the patches on this man's clothes, and a sour smell hit his nose, making him roll his eyes.
If he had looked down upon these sneaky people before, he would have beaten them to death if caught.
But now that I know what Deng Xi and others did, I feel that this thief is also a pitiful person.
Zhu Bai persuaded in a good voice: "Brother, please let me down, I won't embarrass you."
The thief said: "Fuck you, if you keep nagging you, you will be sold as a hustle."
Fugui became anxious and shouted while chasing him: "Second Master, Twelfth Master has been captured."
Zhu Xiang's head buzzed, and he chased after him with wide eyes, roaring: "Damn, you dare to rob someone under my nose, I'm really tired of living. Don't let this little thief escape. I want it
Live mouth."
The soldiers and guards didn't dare to hesitate, they all followed.
"Hulala!" Suddenly a large group of people filled the entire alley.
The thief was so frightened that he originally wanted to kidnap Zhu Bai into a corner, search him and let him go. He didn't expect that there would be so many people chasing him, including officers and soldiers, so he hurriedly threw Zhu Bai away.
Zhu Fang wanted to chase, but Mr. Zhao held him tightly: "Stop chasing."
After just a moment's delay, the man disappeared into the narrow alley lined with shacks.
Zhu Xi turned around and glared at Mr. Zhao: "Why don't you let me chase you?"
Mr. Zhao let him go and hesitated: "Since His Highness King Xiang is fine, it is better to do less than to do more."
Zhu Xi understood immediately: This man had already paid protection money. Even if he was caught, Deng Xi would force Mr. Zhao to let him go.
It is useless to scold Mr. Zhao unless Deng Xi's matter is resolved.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Go back."
On the way back to the palace, Zhu Ping, who was usually very talkative, said nothing.
Zhu Bai knew that there were too many things going on today, and the impact on him was too great.
He needs time to digest.
Although Zhu Ping is domineering, he is generally kind.
Seeing that he was approaching the palace gate, Zhu Xi turned around and asked Zhu Bai: "Have your twelfth brother been frightened?"
Zhu Bai said: "It's okay."
"Second brother will definitely give you an explanation." Zhu Xi nodded, thought for a moment and then asked, "How do twelfth brother think we should handle this matter?"
Although Zhu Bai is young, he is now the most mellow and clever among all the brothers.
Zhu Bai didn't want to say anything at first.
But since he has the title of Governor-General, if this matter is going to go wrong, Lao Zhu will also beat him.
Then he thought about it and said, "It would be best if that person was willing to stop on his own."
This is quite a big deal.
If Lao Zhu is involved, Deng Zhiqiu will definitely be implicated.
With Zhu Yuanzhang's temperament, he didn't care about killing one by one, and killed the nine tribes at every turn.
Zhu Chong will also be in trouble at that time.
So it's best to do it quietly.
Zhu Xi nodded: If this is the case, Deng Zhiqiu must be the only one to persuade Deng Xi.
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After Zhu Xi went out in the morning, Deng Zhiqiu and Wang Xiaoyue went to Kunning Palace to say hello to Queen Ma as usual.
The crown prince and Zhu Fan's concubines were sitting next to Queen Ma. The crown prince and Zhu Fan's concubines were standing behind them.
After Deng Zhiqiu and Wang Xiaoyue finished kowtowing and saying hello, Queen Ma waved to Wang Xiaoyue: "Come, you from the second family, sit here with me."
Wang Xiaoyue hurried over, but she only dared to sit on the edge of the chair.
Deng Zhiqiu felt a little unhappy and did not dare to move. He could only endure his anger and continue to kneel.
Empress Ma took Wang Xiaoyue's hand and said, "Oh, my dear, I have made you feel wronged. That second son of mine is a bit of a jerk, don't take it to heart."
The corners of Wang Xiaoyue's eyes were sore, she lowered her eyes and whispered: "What are you saying, mother? I don't dare."
Deng Zhiqiu bit his lip: I heard that Queen Ma knew what happened on New Year's Eve. So today she was going to hit her specially.
