man sanctified in death row vest

Chapter 223 The New Night Lord (4700 words)
Hair binding, changing clothes, facial cleansing, incense, loincloth, adornment jade.

Zheng Xiu spent a cup of tea, and was dressed neatly under the service of four skillful maids.

Feng Bei watched the four maidservants with different appearances and colors who were proficient in playing, playing, playing and singing with eight hands touching Zheng Xiu's body back and forth. She calmly looked away and frowned slightly: "Why do you need to do this when you see an emperor."

Feng Bei became Xie Luohe, Zheng Xiu became Gongsun Mo, the two lived in the Sun Cicada Valley for ten years, and now they return to reality, everything is different from Feng Bei's impression.

Even though she already knew that Zheng Shan was Zheng Xiu, and Gongsun Mo was also Zheng Xiu, Feng Bei still couldn't completely connect the middle-aged husband with a big beard in Gu Zhong with the richest man in front of him.

Fragmentation.

The chaotic time and space, and the indistinguishable experience of the real and the real, made Fengbei feel something called "sense of separation".

Zheng Xiu is very clear, and Feng Bei is also very clear that the gap between them will not be eliminated in a few words or a short while.

This is also one of the reasons why, even though they knew each other well and had no secrets, they even slept together in the same bed for ten years, but now that they returned to reality, they could not completely pierce the thin layer of window paper.

If it wasn't for Zheng Shan, if it wasn't for the experience in the cannibal painting, Feng Bei and Zheng Xiu belonged to two worlds, two parallel lines with different paths, never intersecting.

"After all, that's the emperor."

Zheng Xiu didn't have any anxiety or uneasiness in his heart, only the relief of "it's finally here".

These days, the threshold of his Zheng family was almost broken by big and small officials. They may have received some rumors. Now that the emperor is here, this may be the reason why the officials came to make connections.

Walking out of the room, Qing Shisan was smoking dry tobacco in front of the arched door in the main courtyard.

He looked at Zheng Xiu.

Ji Hongou sat on the wall with her legs crossed.

They looked worried.

As the saying goes, if you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall if you have nothing to do, the emperor's low-key private visit is not a good thing for them.

"Those who have the Ministry of Secrets hide around Zheng's house."

Qing Shisan said something.

"It's okay, the emperor came here to see me, there must be something important."

Qing Shisan understood, hesitated for a few seconds, and whistled a few times to let the brothers who were secretly fighting with the secret department retreat.

On the roof, shadows flickered, flashing one after another.

The Brotherhood is haunted, and so is the Secret Department.

"Secret Department...Secret Factory."

Zheng Xiu suddenly thought of the "Jianghu" that was annihilated in history 200 years ago, and thought of those free-spirited knights, feeling a little melancholy and embarrassing for no reason.

Qing Shisan stepped forward and grabbed Zheng Xiu's hand, and drew a few words in his palm.

Zheng Xiu nodded and walked towards the door.

Feng Bei silently followed, followed a few steps, Zheng Xiu had black lines on his face: "Don't make trouble, it's not a conflict with the emperor, why are you following? Did you make a move?"

Zheng Xiu frowned: "This is outside."

The implication is that you have to listen to me outside.

The room is another calculation, you can do whatever you want.

"Meow!"

The chubby orange cat jumped out from among the flowers and stood on Fengbei's shoulder, staring at Zheng Xiu with wide-eyed eyes.

"Look, Xiaofengmiao thinks so too."

"Ok."

Although Fengbei wondered why the emperor came to visit suddenly, Fengbei could only reluctantly agree to Zheng Xiu's words.

One person and one cat watched Zheng Xiu walk away.

Zheng Xiu pushed open the heavy door of the house alone.

A canopy chariot was parked, and the driver, dressed plainly and with bulging shoulders, put his legs on the horse's buttocks, bowed his head and said nothing.The beautiful maidservant in a goose-yellow long dress stood quietly beside the chariot: "I invite you, Lord Marquis, to come into the car and talk about it."

The street in front of the gate was empty, presumably the emperor made arrangements in advance before going on tour.

"Marquis Zhonglie Zhengxiu, I have seen the Holy Majesty."

Zheng Xiu cupped his hands towards Wei Yangzun who was hiding behind the curtain.

In addition, his memory may be fuzzy, but he remembers clearly the matter of "Marquis Zhonglie doesn't need to kneel when he sees the emperor".

"Exemption."

The maid lifted the curtain for Zheng Xiu, and Zheng Xiu got into the carriage without hesitation.

Wei Yangzun was wearing a navy blue robe, holding a folding fan in his hand, and wearing a small hat inlaid with jade melon skin. He was sitting boldly on the side of the carriage, with piercing eyes and a radiant spirit.This appearance almost made Zheng Xiu unable to hold back his laughter - because this outfit somehow reminded Zheng Xiu of the rich man who went out to pick up scenery and drink flowers and wine in disguise.

"Marquis Zhonglie, how are you doing these days?"

Unexpectedly, Wei Yangzun's first sentence was concerned about Zheng Xiu's body.Apparently Zheng Xiu's "serious illness" a few days ago caused a lot of noise in the city, and naturally fell into the ears of the emperor.

Zheng Xiu made a grateful expression: "Thanks to the concern of the Holy Majesty, Marquis Zhonglie is very grateful. Now, there is no serious problem."

Wei Yangzun showed a rare humane smile, and reprimanded him half-jokingly and half-seriously: "You don't need to pretend to be groveling in front of me, your temperament is exactly the same as your father's, you can eat soft but not hard. Besides, your father is still alive At that time, I fought with me on the battlefield and had a lifelong friendship. Now that you and I are not in court, you are considered my junior, so there is no need to be too cautious."

Ok?
Zheng Xiu was taken aback for a moment, his heart twitched.Is this playing the emotional card?
While thinking about the emperor's thoughts, Zheng Xiu leaned back, leaned on the soft lying back, changed to a more comfortable sitting position, and said with a smile: "Then Zhongliehou will obey the imperial edict."

The emperor said this with a level, Zheng Xiu had to listen to him and not be too rigid, so he changed his posture.But he had to be cautious and treat the emperor's prestige as nothing, so it seemed that he didn't take the emperor seriously.

Wei Yangzun saw that Zheng Xiu only changed his movements a little, then he guessed Zheng Xiu's careful thinking, and laughed and scolded: "You little clever ghost."

The emperor seemed to be in a good mood.

But the more the emperor was like this, Zheng Xiu felt that things were not very good.

Next, Wei Yangzun asked about Zheng Xiu's business as if he was really an elder who came to visit his relatives, and even talked about the drought and flood that occurred in the south due to the heavy rain not long ago.Zheng Xiu immediately expressed his donation for disaster relief, and he never frowned when it came to spending money.

"Very good."

The emperor smiled and nodded.He didn't reject the kindness of the richest man.

"Although you are the richest in the world, you still have the people in your heart. It is rare and precious. Your reputation has long been known to the world."

Zheng Xiu quickly added: "No, Marquis Zhonglie plans to donate the disaster relief funds in the name of the Holy One."

"can."

The emperor nodded calmly again, calmly.

The two of them played Tai Chi in the carriage, it didn't hurt or itch.The emperor knew that this little money was nothing to Zheng Xiu, and Zheng Xiu's heart was open, and what he said earlier was nothing at all.

After talking about the disaster relief, there was silence in the carriage for a while.

Neither the emperor nor Marquis Zhonglie spoke.

Zheng Xiu was waiting.

After a moment of silence, Wei Yangzun smiled and said, "What do you think of Ye Weiyang's Lord Ye?"

coming!

Zheng Xiu's eyes narrowed, the emperor came to visit for the matter of Ye Weiyang?
Did he know that he was fighting Ye Weiyang?

Also, although Feng Bei and the monk entered the city, although they managed to hide it from the officers and soldiers, they might not be able to hide it from Old Wei.

Fengbei was chased and killed by Ye Weiyang outside, the movement was so big, it was impossible to completely hide it.

But, how much does Old Wei know?
In an instant, Zheng Xiu's thoughts flashed in his mind, but his face revealed a puzzled expression: "Yezhu? I heard about it a little, but I didn't see it."

"Oh?"

The emperor fixed his eyes and straightened his back.At this moment, Wei Yangzun, who looked like Zheng Xiu's elder in front of him, became the emperor who held the power of countless lives and deaths again.The majesty of the emperor leaked a little, and the air in the carriage suddenly froze, as if an invisible hand was pinching Zheng Xiu's neck.

"mystery."

When the emperor asks a question, there must be an answer.Zheng Xiu's previous sentence was not an answer, so the emperor gave a soft "oh".After Zheng Xiu answered the word "mysterious", Wei Yangzun bent his straight back and sat back on the cushion.

He closed his eyes and said in a calm tone: "Yes, mysterious. This person is always elusive, and he always appears in front of me as a puppet. It has been 20 years, and I have never seen his true face gone."

"It's even hard for me to know whether he is alive or not, and where he is now."

Zheng Xiu was silent.

Silence is golden at this time.

"But, it is precisely because of him that Daqian has enjoyed 20 years of peace."

The emperor sighed, opened his eyes again, and looked at Zheng Xiu: "The death of the raven has something to do with you?"

Zheng Xiu frowned.

What should come always comes.

This is not so much an interrogative sentence as it is a rhetorical question.

Zheng Xiu's hairs stood on end, and when he was thinking about how to answer, Old Wei smiled and waved his hands: "I said before, you are not a courtier, and I am not wearing a dragon robe now, so you don't need to be cautious. Whether you answer this question or not Answer, as far as I am concerned, there is no difference, it is just an extra question. If you don't answer, it's fine!"

Zheng Xiu's silence seemed to be an "answer".Facing Zheng Xiu's silence, Wei Yangzun didn't show the slightest bit of displeasure, instead he chattered more and more.

"Over the years, I have personally watched you make a fortune little by little."

"You use many novel means to raise money, but you know how to measure it and get it in a proper way."

"A confidant of mine once remonstrated with me in the middle of the night, saying that the wealth of your Zheng family has exceeded imagination. He was afraid that I would not know about your little tricks, or that I would gradually fatten you, a tiger."

"I said, I was never afraid of people who are greedy for money. Later, I sent him to the frontier."

"Later, I watched helplessly as you recruited down-and-out masters for your own use. You Zheng family hides dragons and crouching tigers, and grows bigger and bigger. At this time, someone remonstrated, saying, 'Zheng's raising tigers is a danger, so don't let them stay. Zhi', hehe, in the end, I gave him a cup of poisoned wine, and promised his family wealth and wealth for ten generations, with no worries about food and clothing."

Wei Yangzun used the calmest words to narrate that the "preference" towards Zheng Xiu over the years was only from the emperor's preference, not everyone is blessed to lose weight, just these two paragraphs alone cost countless lives.

Zheng Xiu looked at Wei Yangzun in surprise, he never knew about these things.For a moment, he suspected that Wei Yangzun fabricated these two things to play the emotional card, but he quickly abandoned this stupid idea. In his impression, Wei Yangzun is an emperor who disdains such despicable tricks to win people's hearts .

"I appreciate your 'benevolence', your 'wisdom', and your 'property'. When your father died on the battlefield and you were left alone, I felt uneasy. So I swore in my heart 20 years ago, Even if you grow up to be a playboy when you are young, I will find a way to make you the most arrogant and domineering playboy. But no one thought that in the end, you would become what your father wanted you to be."

Zheng Xiu didn't know what to say for a moment.

Because, he vaguely sensed that when Wei Yangzun said these words, the cause and effect were connected, and what he wanted to do for himself.

Every time Wei Yangzun met Zheng Xiu, he talked a lot.Zheng Xiu's deepest impression on Wei Yangzun was the "Three Questions of the Emperor" that the dying emperor uttered in an unwilling tone in front of the prison camp before the drastic change in the world line.Even after a hundred years, that incident is still vivid, and Zheng Xiu will never forget it.

Today's emperor is fierce, and the majesty exuded from his words made Zheng Xiu, who had penetrated into the art of painters, vaguely feel an indescribable sense of oppression.

"The Night Lord has disappeared."

"But I actually never really believed him."

"20 years ago, the northern barbarians invaded again. He made great contributions in that long war. I thought the world was peaceful, but suddenly there were many strange things in the world. He still took the initiative to stand up, Share your worries for me."

"You might ask, why do I use him even though I don't believe in him? And allow him to be independent from the six ministries?"

"Hehe, it's very simple. I don't need to trust people when I employ people. As long as they can be used, then I will use them."

"Recently, in the memorials submitted by various places, conspiracies have occurred frequently, but now Ye Weiyang is like a mess of loose sand."

"Word-eating demons, water ghosts, fox fairies, ghost brides, empty graves of thousands of people, and night walks of ghosts... Do you know that it is both ridiculous and sad to see the demons and demons that are full of memorials these days! I seem to have heard it." The wailing of the people from all over the world and all over the world is helpless."

"I vaguely noticed why that person disappeared for no reason." Wei Yangzun was still as calm as water when he spoke a second ago, but suddenly, two real angers shot out from his eyes, and the hanging curtain shook violently and made a rattling sound.

"He hid in the dark again, as if mocking my powerlessness!"

"I can't do without him?"

"I can't do without him?"

"I am not worthy to be a great ruler?"

"I'm not the right one?"

Wei Yangzun asked four consecutive questions at the end, not Zheng Xiu, but himself.Every time he asked a question, the curtain would swing, and if he asked another question, the curtain would swing again.A small white hand stretched out from the outside and gently grabbed the curtain.

"Please, the Holy One, calm down."

The maid said softly.

The anger in Wei Yangzun's eyes dissipated without a trace in an instant, and a faint smile appeared on his face again. He looked deeply at Zheng Xiu: "There must be someone to take care of him for me. Just for the sake of peace in the world. "

"It's late at night, and I'm falling asleep. I need someone to take care of the world for me at night, and be the master of the night—the 'king' of the night."

Zheng Xiu listened, he understood that the "king" that Wei Yangzun said naturally did not mean the "emperor" who was against him.It refers to the "prince" in "wang, duke, hou, bo, son, male" among the titles of Daqian.

Zheng Xiu smiled wryly, not knowing how to answer for a while.

Wei Yangzun closed his eyes, waved his hands wearily, and sighed softly: "I am old, people, I like to chatter when I am old. If you don't like to listen, I will talk less when I come back. It is not appropriate for you to recover from a serious illness. Stay away for a long time, go back."

Zheng Xiu got off the carriage.

Wei Yangzun's hand suddenly stretched out from the curtain, and he pointed at the beautiful maid: "This girl, if you catch her eye, let her serve you... If you don't like it, it's up to you."

The maidservant in the yellow dress froze slightly when she heard the words, but knelt down in front of Zheng Xiu without any complaints, raised her head, and tried to let Zheng Xiu see her face clearly, her eyes were calm: "Servant Yin Qingqing, I have seen Hou Lord. The slaves are still virgins, I hope the Marquis will not abandon them."

While speaking, Yin Qingqing's beautiful eyes couldn't hide her pleading look.

Zheng Xiu had mixed feelings in his heart for a moment, but he still readily cupped his hands towards the chariot: "It's eye-catching! Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward!"

"Okay! Go back to the palace!"

The coachman smiled and winked at Zheng Xiu: "If your father had half of you back then, why should the only son of the Zheng family pass it on? Hahaha!"

The Huagai chariot rode Juechen and left here.

Gossiping with the emperor, and being given a woman, if it were someone else, it would be a big feast for a few days, worshiping the ancestors and fulfilling the vows.But when Zheng Xiu took Yin Qingqing back to Zheng's house and closed the door tightly, his face became bitter.

"Stand at the door, don't come in."

Zheng Xiu pointed to an open space next to the gate and said to Yin Qingqing.

Yin Qingqing looked calm, and bowed to salute: "Yes, master."

She quickly adapted to her new role.

Walking back to the compound in a hurry, a group of people had already been waiting nervously.

As soon as Zheng Xiu came, Qing Shisan and Feng Bei were the first to meet him, and Xiao Feng was squatting on Feng Bei's head.

Of course Fengbei didn't see the outsiders, and asked the emperor why he came here.

"Go in and talk."

Zheng Xiu only brought a few cronies inside, and as soon as he was seated, Jing Xuemei brought a cup of hot tea with a cold face.

Taking a look at Jing Xuemei, Zheng Xiu admired her cold and licking personality.

"What the hell is he looking for you for?"

Fengbei vaguely heard something, but not completely.

Zheng Xiu drank the tea at a suitable temperature in one breath, and then said with a complicated expression:

"Old Wei... wants me to be the new night master!!"

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