Glancing at Zhu Yihai, Wang Zheng remained silent and said quietly:

"Presumably for the sake of the second son's sale of smuggled salt?"

Hearing this, Zhu Yihai laughed, shook his head and said:

"Ren is a loyal uncle, and he only guessed half right."

With a sigh, Wang Zheng leaned back in his chair and stopped talking, just waiting quietly for his next step.

There was silence in the hall for a while, as if he felt that the atmosphere was too tense, and Zhu Yihai opened his mouth and said:

"I don't have much time to play, so I won't go around the corner. With the eloquence of Uncle Zhonglie, can't you see that the second son is cowardly and incompetent, and it will be difficult to attack the lord in the future? ”

Hearing this, Wang Zheng finally understood the true purpose of Zhu Yihai's coming, and "banged" in his heart, this guy is very lively, no wonder he will rush to prison in the future.

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng narrowed his eyes and stared at him for a while, and then slowly spoke:

"We are just a small Shandong general soldier, thanks to the emperor's love, this can have the position of earl, but what I just said is the family affairs of the Lu Wangfu, and this kind of clan affairs has always not allowed local generals to interfere."

Speaking of this, Wang Zheng looked at Zhu Yihai with burning eyes, and asked with a smile:

"There have always been a lot of ministers in the court, and they have repeatedly impeached this marshal in front of the emperor of today's saints, and there is a way to be arrogant and domineering, and the military generals will get power in the local area, if they get involved in the affairs of the Lu Wangfu again, I am afraid that they will fall into a situation from which they will never recover, right?"

Wang Zheng said with a smile: "This consequence is really not small, this handsome person thinks, it is better to find someone else." ”

The meaning of these words is obvious, our Shandong army is already under the suspicion of the current Emperor Chongzhen, if there is no special benefit, it is impossible to do things for you Zhu Yihai.

Besides, there is no precedent for a local military general to meddle in the affairs of the royal family and clan since the opening of the Ming Dynasty.

Once this kind of thing is known by Beizhili's side, it is equivalent to falling into the abyss of no return, to put it bluntly, you Zhu Yihai have to give me a reason to feel at ease and help you, and this reason cannot be small.

Zhu Yihai sighed, and he also groaned at the moment, at first he didn't think much about it, but he was just a vulgar martial artist, no matter how powerful he was, he was just a subordinate.

But when he came here, his impression was changing rapidly, don't look at this Wang Zheng as a martial artist, but his mind is meticulous.

Undeterred by his identity, he doesn't seem to have any interest in it.

In this case, if he didn't say something that made him excited, the Shandong army would not even move.

For Zhu Yihai, this kind of heaven-sent opportunity to take the inheritance from the cowardly second son, I don't know when I will wait next time, if I miss this time, I am afraid that I will not have the opportunity to attack the lord in this life.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yihai made a heart and said:

"The second son is guilty of his own sin, and he can't live, if King Lu hears about this, he will be furious, but just selling smuggled salt is not enough for King Lu to cancel his throne."

Speaking of this, Zhu Yihai got up and walked to Wang Zheng's ear and whispered:

"Qufu Confucius Mansion."

Hearing these four words, even Wang Zheng was shocked, this Zhu Yihai actually came up with the idea of Confucius Mansion in order to snatch the inheritance?

You must know that Confucius is not very active, and if you don't make a good scene, you will lift a stone and shoot yourself in the foot.

Although he was surprised, Wang Zheng had been a superior for so long, and he had long developed the habit of being quiet when encountering problems.

Even the civil and military personnel of the Shandong Army often find it difficult to figure out what this marshal thinks, because you never know what he will do next.

Wang Zheng said lightly:

"Some time ago, Ben Shuai went to the Confucian Mansion to visit the Holy Father, and it seems that his body is still strong."

Just from Wang Zheng's appearance, he couldn't tell what he was thinking in his heart, from beginning to end, except for habitually squinting his eyes once, his expression hardly changed.

Zhu Yihai is not a member of the Shandong Army, there are naturally some things that he doesn't know, if it was a civil and military officer of the Shandong Army, he should have known a truth a long time ago, Wang Zheng narrowed his eyes, that is, he moved to kill.

The last time the king fought for murder, the whole Shandong followed up and launched a large-scale inventory, and thousands of people died because of it, which was not a joke.

Judging from the current situation, Wang Zheng is not in a hurry, but Zhu Yihai is getting more and more anxious, he has been wandering in the house before he comes out, and what he wants to say this time is indeed equivalent to a big gamble.

If you are seen by King Lu's ears and eyes back and forth, this matter is difficult to explain at all, you say that you are a royal clansman, what are you doing in the mansion of a local military general, or in the dead of night, it is not an ulterior secret.

With the help of the power of the generals, once this thing is completed, it will be a short mouth and a soft hand, besides, since the Yongle New Year, the vassal king actually has no real power.

But the matter has come to this point, Zhu Yihai has no way out at all in order to have the right to inherit, because in addition, he has been eating and waiting for death in King Lu's mansion all his life, and he is really unwilling to live such a life.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yihai was finally ready to give it all up, and said:

"Okay, Uncle Zhonglie, it's almost dawn, you and I should get straight to the point!"

Wang Zheng still sat there quietly, not even moving, just nodded lightly, motioning for him to continue.

Zhu Yihai gritted his teeth and said:

"If Uncle Zhonglie can let the prince lose the right to attack the lord, when the current King of Lu Bin travels far away, he will be grateful to the Emperor Lu in the next attack."

As the younger brother of Zhu Yipai, the king of Lu, the royal family of the Ming Dynasty, it is not easy to say such things to an earl in Wang Zheng.

But now today's turbulence, it is not a peaceful year at all, the royal family is a useless "tumor" for the imperial court, and for these peasant armies, killing them will make them famous all over the world.

The vassal king who has no real power is actually quite fragile, and Zhu Yihai also knows this, so he bows his head to Wang Zhengyi Wufu.

But even so, Wang Zheng still didn't react, didn't say anything, but picked up a cup of tea and drank it by himself.

Speaking of which, Zhu Yihai said a lot, but he didn't say anything useful, gratitude, is gratitude useful in this year?

It's better for everyone to open the skylight and say something bright, and come to some real deals, Zhu Yihai also knew that the other party had not heard the conditions that tempted him, and he sighed in his heart at the moment.

At this time, Wang brought another cup of tea to Zhu Yihai, although he didn't say a word, but it had been clearly transmitted to Zhu Yihai's mind:

This kind of not salty and not light like tea is not necessary to say again, the tea is tired of drinking, and the words are tired of listening, you are not in a hurry.