man sanctified in death row vest

Chapter 9
It doesn't mean that Zheng Xiu was insane and fell into the bird's way to win other people's wives.

This "hate of taking his wife" has to start a few years ago.

About five years ago, that is, the 27th year of Zun'an, the twelfth lunar month.

Against the background at that time, the emperor made great efforts to develop the economy.

Taking advantage of the situation, Zheng Xiu took advantage of the good policies to expand his business.

This made it even worse for the Zheng family, who had already stepped into a wealthy family.

It was also that year, the second anniversary of the opening of Heaven and Earth.

As for Shi Wentong, he has a wife and two concubines in his family, but he has no heirs.

As soon as he was promoted to a doctor, he thought of using a happy event to facilitate another event, so that double happiness would come.

However, there are gossip rumors circulating that a famous doctor once asserted that Shi Wentong's yang deficiency is weak, and if he wants to stay behind, it is hard to reach the sky... unless he borrows a seed.

At that time, Zheng Xiu was drinking tea in a private room with a few friends in the circle. When talking about this matter, Zheng Xiu sprayed a sip of tea on the table, and couldn't stop laughing.

Shi Wentong was [-] years ago five years ago, and his yang deficiency was visible to the naked eye, so why should he be diagnosed by an expert.

However, Shi Wentong's heart is not old, he still doesn't give up, he doesn't believe in that evil, and wants to take a third concubine.

He fell in love with a wealthy businessman with a small status in the imperial city at that time, the daughter of the Jing family, Jing Xuemei.

Shi Wentong entrusted a matchmaker to lobby Jing's father, but Jing's father was overwhelmed by many benefits, so he gritted his teeth and agreed to the happy event delivered to his door.

At that time, being able to climb into the official family was a beautiful thing that many businessmen could wake up from their dreams. If they could get a title in a single operation, it would be hereditary, and it would be enough for the next generations of the Jing family to sit back and relax.

Originally, this kind of certainty was not uncommon in the circle of the imperial city, and it stands to reason that it would not touch a young and promising rich businessman like Zheng Xiu.

But on a night when velvet snow was falling, Jing Xuemei was wearing a thin white skirt and curled up in front of the gate of Heaven and Earth, like a homeless stray dog.

"May I ask whether Mr. Zheng is in the business of little girls?"

She asked.

Jing Xuemei has been waiting here for Boss Zheng to show up.

At that time Zheng Xiu looked at Jing Xuemei for the first time, and she was a secret Taoist, as her name suggests, her stern facial features are like a proud plum in snow, making people afraid to get close to her.And that figure should be plump and plump, and in the eyes of the matchmaker, it obviously belongs to the kind of embryo that is easy to give birth to. No wonder Shi Wentong wanted to take her as a concubine because he was crazy about children.

Zheng Xiu: "Oh? What business?"

Jing Xuemei: "Sell me."

Zheng Xiu narrowed his eyes: "You?"

Jing Xuemei nodded: "Purchasing is not selling oneself."

Zheng Xiu was well-informed and knew that Jing Xuemei was going to marry Shi Wentong, so he secretly thought that this was a hot potato, but Boss Zheng pretended not to know, looked at Jing Xuemei, and asked with a serious attitude about business, "You are good at selling art and not selling yourself?" What art?"

Jing Xuemei said: "Blow the flute."

Zheng Dashan was taken aback at the time, hesitating whether to ask what Xiao is.

Seeing Zheng Xiu's expression, Jing Xuemei thought that he didn't believe him, so she immediately took out her wooden Xiao and wanted to blow it.

"No need to brag." Zheng Xiu turned his head, looked at Erniang and nodded, "I signed it."

"Master Zheng, my daughter has a heartless request."

"I said I didn't want to hear it, so I didn't want to hear it?"

"... Can the price on the deed of sale be 100 million?"

"Are you sure? One million, unless I die, otherwise, I'm afraid you will never be able to leave the heaven and earth in this life."

Jing Xuemei knelt in front of Zheng Xiu in the snow, kowtowed vigorously, and said as she kowtowed, "I beg Mr. Zheng to help me!"

Zheng Xiu had never heard of such a request at the time, and he took the initiative to raise the price of his own redemption to death.But after thinking about it, Zheng Xiu understood Jing Xuemei's thoughts, sighed and agreed to this matter, and just do a good deed that day.

What happened later was also very simple. When Shi Wentong heard about this, he brought someone to investigate. When he saw the "100 million" on the deed of sale, his face turned blue. go.

According to his salary, rewards, and food at that time, it was only more than 800 taels per month. Let alone he didn't have 100 million, if he really had it, he wouldn't dare to reveal it.

Five years later, Jing Xuemei's stage name is now "Bobo".

……

After walking out of the dungeon, Zheng Xiu, who had suffered for a day and a night, subconsciously raised his hand to cover the last glare of evening sunlight.

In the distance, more than ten elite soldiers formed a circle, and Shi Wentong was holding a banquet inside the circle.

Shi Wentong is nearly seventy years old, wearing a luxurious fur collar jacket, sitting on the top seat, he saw Zheng Xiu who was not wearing a prison uniform, and had even taken off his restraints from a distance, he was taken aback, but soon he smiled again .

Zheng Xiu stepped forward with a smile all over his face, and as soon as he bowed his hands, he made a gesture of bowing his hands, saying: "Master Shit, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you still look good!"

Although Shi Wentong put on some official airs, his smile seemed approachable, so he stood up to greet the guests, ready to hold them up: "Oh, brother Zheng, you don't need to be polite. Shi thought that brother Zheng was in trouble, so he should be sad, but unexpectedly today When I saw you, your demeanor and appearance were like a tiger returning to the mountain, oh, look at your demeanor, it is even better than before."

Swinton's entrustment was not complete.In fact, before his hand touched Boss Zheng, Boss Zheng raised his hand: "Where is that! Master Shit is the one, look at Master Shit, you are radiant, and your skin is as delicate as rejuvenated. In a few months, it will be the wedding feast of Master Shit!"

"Hehehe, then I will accept Brother Zheng's auspicious words! But Shi is afraid that Brother Zheng may not have this opportunity to drink."

Zheng Xiu: "It's a pity."

Shi Wentong smiled and asked Zheng Xiu to sit down, but the corners of his eyebrows twitched uncontrollably.Zheng Xiu flicked his long sleeves and sat down happily.

Scar Lao Liu sent Zheng Xiu here, so of course he wouldn't go in and guard it.He knows, listen to what you should listen to, and don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to.

At this time, he remembered the wine that Zheng Xiu had prepared in advance, and was about to ask Boss Zheng if he wanted to bring it up.Boss Zheng raised his voice a bit in his next sentence: "Brother Six, Master Shit doesn't like alcohol, so there's no need to send those two jugs. Besides," Zheng Xiu looked back at Shi Wentong, and said with a smile:

"Although Mr. Shit is strong and healthy and looks like a man in his prime, he is already old after all. If Mr. Shit accidentally drank those two jugs of spirits, what good or bad will he do? Isn't I, Mr. Zheng, a sinner? No way, no way!"

"Cough cough cough—" Shi Wentong coughed violently in the wind.

Between the words and the words, it is more than just the hatred of taking his wife. When Scar Lao Liu saw it, his forehead was sweating in fright, and he hurried away.

Zheng Xiu ignored him, and saw that although the dishes on the table were not carved with dragons and phoenixes, they were obviously prepared casually, but the chicken, duck and fish were also considered big fish and meat.Zheng Xiu also happened to be hungry, so he ate with chopsticks, making a "sizzling" sound with relish.

Shi Wentong took a sip of clear water to calm his breath. He watched Zheng Xiu, the richest man in the imperial city cheating on food and drink. He thought that Zheng Xiu would not be able to fall behind. Eating these bland food was like punching cotton. I don't know where to put my energy.

Blowing his beard and staring at Boss Zheng eating half of the fat chicken, Shi Wentong squeezed out a smile: "Brother Zheng is really big-hearted, don't be afraid, there is poison in this dish?"

Zheng Xiu's mouth was full, and he replied vaguely: "Under the eyes of everyone, Mr. Zheng and Lord Shit had a meal together next month. If Mr. Zheng accidentally bit off his tongue and died on the spot, you would also make a fuss. You have to stop so many people." It's not easy for people's mouths. Besides, Mr. Shi has a heart as big as the sea, so how can he care about the trivial things back then?"

Zheng Xiu's words were inseparable from "the hatred of taking his wife" everywhere, Shi Wentong's face was blue, and he couldn't hold back.

"Furthermore," Zheng Xiu said with a sharp knife, "if you really got married five years ago, Mr. Shi knew it well, so you may not be able to conceive. Naturally, Mr. Shi will not hold grudges."

Shi Wentong couldn't bear it anymore, he slapped the table and got up, shouting: "Enough!"

Zheng Xiu just had a full meal, gracefully took out a clean silk scarf from his arms, and wiped his mouth.

"Yes, enough is enough."

"Big tree attracts the wind, brother Zheng! Don't you understand the reason why a tree falls and everyone pushes it?"

Zheng Xiu smiled and said, "Master Shit, don't talk nonsense, this old tree of the Zheng family is still growing well."

"Hey..." Shi Wentong lowered his voice and sneered, "Do you really think that the people behind you can still protect you?"

Zheng Xiu replied abruptly: "If a tree falls down, it still has roots. The spring breeze blows and it grows again."

"Hehehe, the most fearful thing is that the roots of your Zheng family will also be uprooted!"

"Do you understand the gold content of the Zheng family's signboard?" Zheng Xiu pointed to Shi Wentong with dissatisfaction on his face. Under Shi Wentong's astonished eyes, Zheng Xiu turned and walked away: "Why did you come to eat this meal with Zheng today?" Fan, even Mr. Shi himself, may still be kept in the dark and confused."

"Even if the weather changes, the Zheng family's signboard can block a lot of rain."

"Zheng thought it was the person behind you who came to win him over in person. If you came, the implication is that there is no need to win him over. Let Zheng calm down and don't be smart and seek death."

"It's just that Mr. Shi, if it was in the past, Zheng would not be afraid, let alone now?"

Zheng Xiu said something that only he himself understood. At the end, he said goodbye to Shi Wentong with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Shi, for the banquet. If Zheng dies in prison in the future, I hope Mr. Shi will come to Zheng's grave regardless of the past. Come visit."

"Zheng wishes Lord Shi good health and a long life, don't live shorter than Zheng."

(End of this chapter)