Seven hundred and seventieth chapters are in control
Looking at Zimi, who was full of beautiful longings for the future, Xi Cheying said slowly: "Xiangyu is the number one in Lingyin Pavilion, and Ling'er is the girl who is about to become the number one. Mr. Zimi thought that he would help her with such a disguise."
Do people redeem themselves?”
Zimi frowned and said, "I have saved a lot of money during this period."
"It's quite a lot." Xi Cheying nodded and said, "The money Mr. Zimi saved may be barely enough to redeem the two of her, but what next?"
"Then?"
Xie Che asked with a shadowy smile: "Then where does Mr. Zimi want to raise the two of them? The royal palace?"
"This..." Zi Mi's expression changed. He only thought of redeeming her two lives. As for where to raise them, he really hadn't thought about it. Now that Xi Cheying suddenly mentioned this issue, his expression changed instantly.
, hesitating and speechless.
Xi Cheying glanced at him with a smile, picked up the tea cup, drank the tea slowly, and said: "If it is to be kept in the palace, let alone Mr. Zimi's identity, can he bring two people into the palace, just her two?"
Mr. Zimi cannot explain his origin clearly."
Zi Mi's forehead was sweating. Yes, if anyone knew the origins of Xiangyu and Ling'er, they would definitely be expelled from the palace. In addition, he couldn't explain the money he paid to redeem their lives.
Xi Cheying continued: "If she is raised outside the palace, where is Mr. Zimi's house? You must arrange a home for the two of her!"
Zimi lowered his head and was speechless for a long time. If he wanted to buy another house, he would need money, but the money he had saved now was only enough to redeem Xiangyu and Ling'er. Where could there be more money?
Use the extra money to buy a house.
He swallowed his saliva and smiled secretly. It seemed that he had thought of things too simply. He raised his head and was about to speak when Xi Che said faintly: "What I'm more worried about is that Mr. Yizimi, Prince Cangtou
I'm afraid that with my status, I won't be able to give Xiangyu and Ling'er the life they want. If something unexpected happens in the future, Mr. Zimi will probably be in even more pain."
Zimi was shaken and said urgently: "I must redeem her two lives!"
Xi Cheying shrugged noncommittally and said: "As the saying goes, you are not afraid of thieves, but they are worried about them. Mr. Zimi has two beautiful and beautiful wives. I don't know how many people are worried about him."
Zi Mi's face changed erratically, red for a while, white for a while, and turned livid for a while. After a long while, he looked at Xi Cheying and asked: "Then what should I do based on Miss Xi's opinion?"
?It will always be like this?"
Spend a lot of money to keep Xiangyu and Linger in Lingyin Pavilion?
Xi Cheying smiled and said, "I can help Mr. Zimi point out a clear path, but I'm afraid that Mr. Zimi won't dare to go."
Zimi was stunned and looked at Xi Cheying in confusion. After a moment, he asked: "What is the clear path that Miss Xi is talking about?"
Xi Cheying waved to him, gesturing for him to come forward and talk. Zimi stood up and came close to Xi Cheying. Xi Cheying looked at Zimi with a smile and said lightly: "Take Peng Chong's head and go to Luoyang to get it."
reward."
When Zimi heard this, his face changed drastically. He looked at Xi Cheying in disbelief. He opened his mouth so wide, raised his finger and pointed at her, and stammered for a long time without saying anything.
Xi Cheying said slowly: "No matter how much money Mr. Zimi has, he will be looked down upon by others. Miss Xiangyu and Ling'er will not be able to live a good life if they follow Mr. Zimi. If Mr. Zimi kills
If you seize Peng Chong and carry his head to Luoyang, Mr. Zimi, do you know what you will get?"
Zimi took two steps back, his legs became weak, and he sat down on the ground involuntarily.
Xi Cheying stood up, walked up to him, stretched out two green jade fingers, hooked Zimi's chin, and said word by word: "Such unparalleled achievements are enough to make Mr. Zimi a marquis.
Thank you, Prime Minister, if Mr. Zimi becomes a marquis, not only will he be able to protect Xiangyu and Ling'er under his wings, but I will also have to rely on Mr. Zimi in the future!"
Zimi stared blankly at Xi Cheying and swallowed with difficulty. The temptation to be granted the title of Marquis was too great for Zimi. He had always been a domestic slave and lived a life of inferiority. To be granted the title of Marquis
For him, that was reaching the sky in one step, something he couldn't even dream of.
Xi Cheying looked at Zimi who was slumped on the ground and did not rush him. She picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and drank it slowly. Once the desire in the heart of a person is aroused, it will turn into a scourge.
,devour everything.yyls
Everything she did before was actually paving the way for this final blow. She aroused the desire in Zimi's heart little by little, turning him into a puppet completely controlled by her.
When Xi Cheying drank the whole cup of tea and started to pour the second cup, Zimi suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing, and asked in a serious voice: "Kill the king... if I really kill him
Your Majesty, I...will I be made a marquis?"
Xi Cheying said with a smile: "I can guarantee it with my life."
Zimi took a breath and looked straight at Xi Cheying. The latter smiled slightly and asked: "We have been together for so long, what happened to me and when did I deceive Mr. Zimi?"
He withdrew his gaze and pondered for a long time. He raised his head again, stared at Xi Cheying intently, and said, "You are not an ordinary businessman. I want to know Miss Xi's true identity."
Xi Cheying smiled and said softly: "He is someone who works for His Majesty."
Sure enough! Even though Zimi was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but take a breath after hearing Xi Cheying's words. He asked in a solemn voice: "You... aren't you afraid that I will expose you?"
Xi Cheying laughed loudly and said: "Now you and I are already like grasshoppers on a rope. If I die, Mr. Zimi will not be able to recover. If Mr. Zimi dies, I will not recover either. No."
?"
The cold light in Zimi's eyes gradually disappeared. He stood up, walked back to Xi Cheying, knelt down again, and said: "Miss Xi, kill Peng Chong, this... this is not an easy task!"
Xi Cheying smiled leisurely and said: "For others, it is not easy, but for Mr. Zimi, it is easy!"
"I……"
"Mr. Zimi is a person close to Peng Chong. It would be too easy to find an opportunity to attack him." Xi Cheying said: "The opportunity is only this one. Can Mr. Zimi change his destiny? Can he?"
Changing the fate of his descendants depends on whether Mr. Zimi can seize this opportunity.
"Peng Chong is now a piece of cake. Even if Mr. Zimi doesn't kill him, he won't survive for long. General Geng may lead his army to attack Yuyang at any time. By then, the credit for killing Peng Chong will be equal to that of Zimi.
The husband has no connection at all, they all belong to General Geng.
"Right now, it is the best time for Mr. Zimi to make great achievements, become a prince, and become a prime minister. It is also the last time. Whether to seize it or give up, Mr. Zimi can choose for himself!"
Zimi was sweating profusely when he heard this, and his expression kept changing. After an unknown amount of time, he gave his thigh a hard blow, raised his eyes to look at Xi Cheying, and said, "Miss Xi, tell me, I
How to do!"
Xi Cheying smiled, she knew that as long as the desire of a person like Zi Mi is aroused, it will be like a wild horse that has escaped the reins and cannot be pulled back even if he wants to.
This time, Zimi stayed in Zhenbao Pavilion for a long time and left almost an hour later. After returning to the palace, Zimi immediately found his two confidants.
Although Zi Mi is a domestic slave, he is a domestic slave who holds real power and can manage things. On weekdays, he has made several good brothers. Two of them have the best relationship with him. One of them is named Zi Yi.
One person is called Zichu.
Ziyi is similar in age to Zimi. When they first came to Peng Chong's house as domestic slaves, they were both less than ten years old. Over the years, they have cared for each other and become as close as brothers. Zichu was younger, only sixteen years old.
That's all, I got along very well with Zimi, and I have always been under Zimi's care. To put it bluntly, Zichu was Zimi's little follower, and he followed Zimi's lead in everything.
Ziyi and Zichu both knew a little about the things Zimi did secretly, and sometimes they would help him cover up. Of course, some of the money Zimi received from Xi Cheying was also shared between the two of them, but
Compared with what he got, what Ziyi and Zichu got was just a fraction. Even so, it was enough to make Ziyi and Zichu extremely happy, and they were even more loyal to Zimi.
The three of them gathered in the room. Zimi deliberately opened the window and looked outside. Seeing that there was no one else in the courtyard, he waved to the two of them and asked in a low voice: "Ziyi, let's make a meal for the king."
How long have you had your head done?"
Ziyi was startled, counted with his fingers, and said, "It's been... ten or twenty years, right?!"
Zimi said: "It has been sixteen years!"
Ziyi snorted and didn't answer the question. He didn't understand what Zimi meant by asking. Zimi looked at Zichu again and asked, "Zichu, how many years have you been in the palace?"
"Brother Mi, it's been... more than three years."
Zimi nodded and asked, "Do you want to be a Cangtou until you grow old and die?"
When Ziyi and Zichu heard this, their expressions suddenly changed. They looked at Zimi in surprise and couldn't say anything for a long time. Zimi said quietly: "With the current situation, it is difficult for us to grow old, but it is difficult for us to die.
It's easy!"
After a pause, he looked out the window again and continued: "Right now, the soldiers are pressing down on the border, and Geng may lead his army to attack Yuyang at any time. By then, Peng Chong will naturally not be able to escape death, but what about us? We Cangtou,
You have to be buried with him!"
When the two heard this, they gasped. Zichu nervously grabbed Zimi's sleeves and asked in a trembling voice: "Brother Mi, then... what should we do?"
"What else can we do? Run away!" Ziyi glared at Zichu, then looked at Zimi and said, "Boss, you and I are brothers. You know that I always listen to you the most. Just tell me.
When do we run?”
Hearing this, Zimi smiled and turned to look at Zichu. The latter nodded repeatedly and said, "Brother Mi, I also listen to you!"
"Very good, you two brothers, my friendship with Zimi is not in vain!" Zimi grabbed the clothes of the two of them and pulled them towards him. The heads of the three were so close that their foreheads were almost touching.
Zimi said: "I have decided that we will escape from the palace in just a few days. But before we escape, we must first bring something with us. Something that will allow you and me, brothers, to live a glorious life in the future."
Jade food, something to pamper yourself!"
Zi Yi and Zi Chu's eyes lit up at the same time, and they asked in unison: "Boss (Brother Mi), what is it?"
Zimi raised the corner of his mouth and said in a solemn voice: "Peng Chong's head is on his neck!"
As soon as these words came out, Zi Yi and Zi Chu's bodies leaned forward involuntarily, and the three people's foreheads collided together, and they all grimaced in pain.
Ziyi and Zichu looked at Zimi in shock and horror, their mouths opened wide, as if they wanted to shout, but they didn't dare to make a sound, and their faces turned purple from holding back.
Zimi looked at the two of them and said in a low voice: "Kill Peng Chong, and we will take his head with us to Luoyang, and then we can make him a Marquis and Prime Minister!"
