man sanctified in death row vest

Chapter 93 Peeking into the door again, the macho painter has become!
When Zheng Xiu was lost in thought while looking at the big hole in the center of the snow clouds above the palace, Jiang Gaoyi came to visit with dinner.

He told the truth what happened early in the morning.

Facing Lord Zheng Hou, Jiang Gaoyi had long since lost his original taboo.Now he can be considered to understand that Zheng Xiu's proposal is not entirely for himself, Zheng Houye even thought of how to help him solve the current predicament!
Ever since the emperor announced that he would be the crown prince on March [-]rd, Jiang Gaoyi couldn't remember how many banquets he had received, how many gifts he had placed in front of the door, and how many court and Chinese officials had come to visit.

Even if they didn't speak too clearly, Jiang Gaoyi could see the deep meaning of these banquets, gifts, and visitors.

All they want to say is:

"Now the three princes are fighting openly and secretly. As the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment, you have a high position and authority, so you always have to choose a position to stand in."

"Jiang Gaoyi, Minister of the Ministry of Punishments, foreign officials are soft-spoken and helpless, so don't be ignorant of good and bad."

"You have to know, whoever is the best candidate for the crown prince, he will be your opportunity to make a fortune and become your biggest backer."

Someone secretly drew a cake: "Once you choose so-and-so, the position of prime minister in the future, under one person and above ten thousand people, is just around the corner."

Dare to draw this kind of pie from the sky, which shows how crazy the visitors are.

Someone even approached his wife and threatened:
"Mrs. Jiang, Mrs. Jiang, you don't want your Mr. Jiang to lose his official position, do you?"

and so.

During these days, Jiang Gaoyi neither dared to walk at night, nor did he dare to keep the windows open at night, for fear that if he fell asleep one day, he would never wake up again.

Choose neutral?

Ha ha, this is the biggest joke.

At the feet of the Son of Heaven, as an official in the court, who is not involuntary?

Everyone can't help but choose a position to stand, why do you Jiang Gaoyi be neutral?
Everyone understands the truth, and so does Jiang Gaoyi.

But what Jiang Gaoyi knows better is that once he chooses a certain prince's queue, the one who will greet him in front will be hell!

But when he went to court today, Jiang Gaoyi kept thinking about the fear of these days, and suddenly thought of Lord Zheng, he suddenly realized like a toilet.

Yes, position, he must stand!
But he may not only be one of the three princes!

Jiang Gaoyi had the audacity to ask for an amnesty for Zheng Xiu early this morning. He was undoubtedly telling everyone that he, Jiang Gaoyi, did not stand for anyone but Lord Zheng Hou!Lord Hou is neutral and I am neutral. If Lord Hou chooses one side, then I, Jiang Gaoyi, will also choose one side!Jiang Gaoyi admitted that his bold proposal at the time was a gamble.

But the emperor's final attitude and the evolution of the situation in the palace made Jiang Gaoyi understand that he was right!
"Ha ha."

Zheng Xiu chuckled lightly.

Jiang Gaoyi kept looking at Zheng Xiu's face, and suddenly he was stunned - for some reason, he vaguely saw the words written on Zheng Houye's face: It really is.

"Sure enough."

Jiang Gaoyi stared at Lord Hou's face as if he had seen a ghost, rubbing his eyes vigorously.

The harder he rubbed, the more he felt that Master Hou had writing on his face.

No, the word "attitude" was written on his face again.

Heck!
Zheng Xiu didn't know that Jiang Gaoyi was astonished, so he still sat on the grand master's chair, and said with a calm smile: "Actually, it doesn't matter to many people whether I, Mr. Zheng, go to prison or whether I can get out. The important thing is just an attitude. They are waiting for an attitude from me, Zheng. It's like a game on a chessboard, where the move of Tianyuan is not all about handing over or pretending to be aggressive, but there is also a deep meaning of temptation hidden in it."

"Some people want to use this to see if I, Zheng, will do it, if I want to do it, and how I want to do it."

"And I, Mr. Zheng, may not all want an amnesty."

"What I want is just an attitude from Old Wei."

"Although I don't know why he was so anxious, he suddenly announced the third month of the third month in the palace, but if he was ignorant and stupid, Old Wei is the leader of the country. How could he not have thought that once the announcement of the third month of the third month would make him three This child, in these short three months, the winner will be determined."

Jiang Gaoyi saw the word "life and death" on Master Hou's face again, his eyes widened and became bloodshot.

"Even, is it about life and death?"

"How could he have never imagined that, no matter in the open or in the dark, my Zheng family is the most ferocious card in the struggle between the three of them! Who would not want to win the support of my Zheng family? Fighting for power and position for the world, Everything is inseparable from one word—money! It would be fine if it was the troubled times 20 years ago, but now the world is peaceful, even if it is a battle for the first son, you still have to follow the rules of the game set by Old Wei.”

"Old Wei's meaning is clearly that for Marquis Zhonglie, you can do what you want! But don't force yourself!"

"Princes can fight, but they must not mess up the government and the world. They must not put this fight on the table and under the bright world."

"You can only fight secretly, not openly."

"He obviously wanted to throw the three princes into the cage of the fighting beast, and decide the winner in the cage. In the end, he announced to the world at the ancestor worship ceremony on March [-], who he, Wei Yangzun, chose."

The three questions of Zhou Mu's dying emperor are still vivid in my mind.

The emperor at that time was clearly worried about the fate and future of the country.

But this week, why did Wei Wei suddenly change his mind, and let the three adult princes decide the winner in such a short time?

Questions are questions, Zheng Xiu's heart fell to the ground, and he was in a good mood.

"Knowing what Old Wei means, I also have confidence in my heart."

Zheng Xiu's voice became smaller and smaller. After finishing speaking, he suddenly looked at Jiang Gaoyi's strange expression: "I said Master Jiang, what are you doing looking at me like this? If I didn't know you well, Mr. Zheng might have misunderstood you." You, coveting Zheng's masculinity, do I have words on my face?"

Jiang Gaoyi rubbed his eyes with lumps of gum.

Hearing Zheng Xiu's words, Jiang Gaoyi cried and said, "Hou, Lord Hou, Jiang's eyes seem to be infected with an eye disease!"

After half an hour.

Jiang Gaoyi left happily.

In Wangtian Prison, only the depressed richest man Zheng was left.

"It doesn't make sense, that old Jiang, that old Jiang who was completely unsuited to the officialdom and could only be a magistrate, so...he got a glimpse of the door?"

"It's still related to officialdom?"

This makes absolutely no sense!

Jiang Gaoyi was able to become Minister of the Ministry of Punishments, firstly because the former inexplicably died suddenly and vacated the position, and secondly, it seemed that Jiang Gaoyi became Minister of the Ministry of Justice because he recommended him in front of Old Wei.In the eyes of many people, Jiang Gaoyi is like the son of destiny in the officialdom and the winner in life. His high position has too much luck.

Even Zheng Xiu felt that [-]% of Jiang Gaoyi's success as Minister of the Ministry of Criminal Justice and the first brother of the Ministry of Criminal Justice was due to luck, and [-]% was due to Zheng Xiu.

That foolish expression of "I, Jiang, and a profiteer are at odds with each other" is still vivid in my memory.

"It doesn't make sense!" Zheng Xiu looked back at the thousand eggs on the table, the more he looked at them, the more he felt uncomfortable.

I worked so hard and practiced painting eggs every day, but I couldn't get in.

As soon as Jiang Gaoyi realized the Tao, he saw the way of "officials". The thaumaturgy that first glimpsed the way was the ability to see "words" on people's faces, a thaumaturgy similar to mind reading.

"Could it be..."

Suddenly, Zheng Xiu thought about his experience of crazily scooping up wool on Fengbei's body and brushing up his experience, and an absurd idea came to him.

"I, became Jiang Gaoyi's experience package?"

"I, Zheng, have plucked sheep thousands of times, but today Master Jiang plucked the golden fleece once?"

"Isn't this 'way' contagious? The closer you are to a thaumaturgy, the easier it is to see the way?"

Thoughts came up one after another, Zheng Xiu suddenly had an idea, and shouted to Ba Lao Liu: "Sixth Brother Sixth Brother! Please get a new piece of rice paper!"

Zheng Xiu felt that he had gone the wrong way.

Ways and means, if you go right, it is called the Yangguan Avenue, and if you go wrong, it is called the Yinchang Trail.The crossing is narrow and difficult to pass.

No way!No way!
Scar Lao Liu quickly delivered the rice paper, and glanced curiously.

In the past, Mr. Zheng never painted much, just like handing in homework, but today is a bit unusual.

But he didn't think much about it, and went out shaking his head. He had collected a lot of money recently, so he decided to go out for a while tonight.

A phantom figure appeared behind him, and the projection fell.Zheng Xiu is tall and tall, with facial features like a dragon and a phoenix.

Zheng Xiu held the pen, and it took half an hour at one end.

not moving at all.

He is looking for inspiration.

At night, it snowed again in the city.

When the lights came on, it was very lively.

A lonely person gradually appeared in Zheng Xiu's mind.

The scene of Feng Bei sitting in front of the bonfire in the heavy snow, stuffing firewood into the fire boredly appeared in his mind.

Zheng Xiu smiled slightly, dipped some ink, the dry tip of the pen was moistened, and the tip of the pen fell gently.

All in one go.

Zheng Xiu picked up the scroll and looked at it, and he was also a little surprised.On the rice paper, a cartoon Feng Bei with four heads and a body, pouting like a pissed little daughter-in-law, sitting on the snow, vividly and vividly on the paper.

In an instant.

[You think about it day and night, Danqing writes a painting with his wonderful hands, and there is a poem in the painting. 】

[You have an epiphany in the painting and comprehend the painting technique of Danqing. 】

[Danqing's painting skills have improved, and he has reached the realm of small attainments. 】

Pfft!
Zheng Xiu's eyes went dark, and he felt himself falling in the dark lake water.

Zheng Xiu was overjoyed by the familiar feeling.

Zheng Xiu's feet landed on the "ground", and he saw a strange road made entirely of brush and ink, extending forward.

At the end of the road, there is a closed door.

The color of the door is slightly different from that of the [Prisoner] door. Behind the door, green water, green mountains, white clouds and green pines can be vaguely seen.

Two distorted characters rushed towards Zheng Xiu's face.

—— [painter]!
Zheng Xiu sprinted towards the door.

Halfway through the rush, his body floated up, and when he opened his eyes, he returned to the prison.

Stunned, Zheng Xiu looked at the villain Fengbei in the painting, the pouted look made Zheng Xiu wish he could kiss him.

Queen of Treasure, Queen of Treasure!
"It's done! I'm a macho painter, I'm finally done!"

From Wangtian Prison, the macho painter's arrogant laughter came out.

(End of this chapter)