man sanctified in death row vest

Chapter 28 Do you know how to write dead?

"If you really guessed it, you should be able to predict why this hall deigned to come here to see you."

Zheng Xiu nodded and said, "Eight or nine is not far from ten."

The second prince smiled: "The conversation between smart people is really effortless. I hope that one day, you can help me."

He put the accent on the word "day" in "someday".

The profound meaning is self-evident.

He had a plan for Mr. Zheng.

The second prince hoped that Zheng Xiu would be sensible, don't pretend to be ignorant.

Whether it is a rebellion or an uprising, or a fight with the emperor's brothers, there is one word that cannot be separated-money.

A lot of money.

In recent years, the richest man in the imperial city has not entered the oil and salt, and has been arguing with the three princes about Tai Chi.

This kind of "ambiguous" relationship between the four corners makes the three princes count as friends with the richest man, Zheng Xiu.Zheng Xiu has the title of "Marquis of Zhonglie", bestowed by the emperor, and it is not embarrassing to pass it on to him.

Mr. Zheng's success in three places forced the second prince to make second-hand preparations, and he secretly wooed many officials and wealthy businessmen in the city early on.

Salt, iron, and merchants can be said to be the help that those who want to do great things must fight for.

Zheng Xiu already knew the intention of the second prince's visit, so he was not surprised and immediately shook his head.

"I'm sorry, Your Royal Highness, Zheng only wants to keep his own place and be a wealthy businessman with noble morals."

The second prince sneered: "There are no eggs under the nest, do you think you can really be alone?"

Zheng Xiu looked at the second prince seriously: "If even Mr. Zheng can't survive alone, there may not even be a single intact egg in this nest."

The second prince suppressed his anger, and persuaded earnestly: "Do you think your 'Marquis Zhonglie' can protect you forever?"

"It can't be guaranteed." Unexpectedly, Zheng Xiu flatly denied: "After all, he inherited the glory of his late father, and it's not worth mentioning."

"Then you, why?"

What he wants to ask is why are you so arrogant.

Zheng Xiu replied with a smile: "In life, there is only one thing that people want, and that is 'happiness'. I, Zheng, a widow, died as soon as I died, and I was relaxed. Besides, ordinary people such as me are not allowed to mix in this kind of fight. , maybe if you wade into this water, you will die faster."

"Lonely?" The second prince chuckled: "So, Zheng Erniang, who is dependent on you, and those thousands of servants who follow you to beg for food, whether they live or die has nothing to do with you?"

Zheng Xiu was dumbfounded, you are a villain, you danced too clearly, didn't you?At that moment, Mr. Zheng smiled instead of anger: "Second prince, you are coercing Zheng to submit?"

After a moment of silence, the second prince did not deny it, and turned around to leave a sentence: "You are a person of interest, and you are the only one in the Zheng family. Hehe, Lord Hou, Lord Hou, you don't want to, the incense of the Zheng family is broken by you." where?"

Outright threat.

A bullish speech.

The implication is that no matter how much you, Zheng Xiu, bear the title of "Marquis of Zhonglie", how much your father has paid for the big work, that is all a thing of the past, and today is not what it used to be, so don't be ignorant.If you're really ignorant, don't blame me for being cruel.

Master Zheng lay down, crossed his fingers, closed his eyes and thought deeply.

After a while, Zheng Xiu smiled: "Zheng still wants to be an ordinary businessman who is safe and honest. I hope His Highness will not push you so hard."

When the second prince heard this, his dark eyes turned to Mr. Zheng:

"Zheng Xiu, I'm afraid you don't know, how do you write the word 'death'?"

"..."

"... "

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The air was suddenly quiet.

Zheng Xiu stared at the second prince's serious face for a long while.

"Ahahaha, ahahahahaha——"

Mr. Zheng was in prison, laughing loudly.

Out of breath from laughing, he rolled on the spacious chair.

The second prince's complexion became darker and bluer.

Human tolerance is limited.

After all, he is the second prince.

In the whole world, one of the three people who are qualified to compete for the throne!

Ranked second!

You Zheng Xiu, just Marquis Zhonglie, what are you laughing at!

"Sorry sorry."

Zheng Xiu felt that this smile made the atmosphere much more harmonious, and it was really not intentional.It's just that during this period of time he has seen more characters of "death" than anyone else in the world. Master Zheng really finds it very funny that the word "death" appears like this without any precaution.

You actually asked me if I knew how to write the word "death"?
"Zheng Mou didn't want to laugh, but he couldn't hold back."

The second prince: "Do you think that the person behind you can still protect you?"

These words sound familiar.

Zheng Xiu asked back: "Your Highness, who is the last person who said this to Zheng?"

The second prince had a cold face: "Who?"

"Shi Wentong, Hubu doctor, Mr. Shi."

"???"

Not much speculation.

The second prince was murderous.

Since you don't know good from bad.

Don't blame me for being cruel.

When turning around, the second prince paused and asked one more question:
"My royal brother, did you come to see you?"

"Not yet."

"If they come, you won't come out of this broken prison?"

Zheng Xiu only answered four words: "Observe the rules and obey the law."

"It's a law-abiding one."

The second prince finally gave up on the courtship and walked out quickly.

After all, this place is a death row, and there is a lot of bad luck. He can come in, and he has given Zheng Xiu a lot of face. Unexpectedly, this person surnamed Zheng is so stubborn.

When walking to the door.

Suddenly someone outside shouted sharply:

"Your Majesty is here—please invite Marquis Zhonglie of the Zheng family to come out of the prison to face the Holy Spirit!"

The second prince froze in place.

He didn't know whether to take the next step or not.

Why did the father come here?
How did he come here?

Why choose at this time?
Could it be that our every move is actually under the watchful eyes of our father?

People with ghosts in their hearts are delicate in mind.

I thought a lot, and I was afraid a lot.

The second prince stood still, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, the more frightened he became, sweating profusely.

"Go, why don't you go?"

I do not know how long it has been.

Master Zheng calmly passed by the second prince.

Looking at Mr. Zheng's radiant face, his long hair tightly tied, and his neat robes, it is obvious that he has undergone some grooming.

When the second prince heard this, he was taken aback for a moment, and then became angry.

Didn't you say you obeyed the law?

It turns out that the prison door has never been locked by chains?

Are you him...

The second prince has been immersed in etiquette, poetry and books since he was a child, and has a lot of culture and background, so he doesn't know what to scold.

"Let's go, here we come."

In fact, Zheng Xiu was also taken aback for a moment at first.

He never expected that the "seriously ill" Emperor Wei, who he guessed, would come to the prison camp at this time.

Turning his head and glanced at the second prince, whose face was drenched in cold sweat and ashen, Zheng Xiu chuckled, probably understanding.

The second prince quickly stabilized the situation, bit the bullet, and walked out side by side with Lord Zheng Hou.

As soon as he stepped out of the ground, there were hundreds of imperial guards from the Shenwu Hall in armor and helmets. They were lined up neatly and surrounded the prison camp.

The dog legs that the second prince blasted out not long ago were trembling aside.

In the center of the army formation, a temporary tent was erected at some point.

On both sides of the tent, the banner of "Wu" of Shenwu Hall fluttered in the wind, making a sound of hunting.

This kind of battle, only in the past, when the father and General Zheng went to the northern barbarians, I was lucky enough to see it.

The army formation was separated, and the forbidden soldiers took a unified step and parted ways.

"My son has seen his father!"

The second prince gritted his teeth, stepped forward bravely, and knelt down in front of the tent door to pay his respects.

An old and hoarse voice came from inside, but it was not angry and majestic.

"rise."

After the second prince got up, Lao Wei was in the military tent and said again: "Are you here to visit Marquis Zhonglie?"

The second prince glanced at Zheng Xiu.

Zheng Xiu smiled: "Master Zheng, Marquis Zhonglie, Zheng Xiu, pay homage to the Holy Majesty."

Inside said: "Marquis Zhonglie, no courtesy."

Really free from kneeling.

Zheng Xiu glanced at the second prince, and after a meaningful pause, he said, "His Royal Highness has some kind of friendship with Zheng. Knowing that Zheng is in trouble, I came here to 'greetings'!"

The word "greetings" is stressed.

There was silence in the tent.

The second prince lowered his head, clenched his teeth, and a thousand thoughts flashed through his mind.

Didn't it mean that the old guy was dying soon?

How can it come out?
Come to see... Marquis Zhonglie?

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