Chapter Seventy-Five: The Development Plan A Shocking Turnaround
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In the barren mountains north of the city, on a mass grave.
Zhan Zhao was dressed in red, standing in the wind, looking extremely weird.
Zhan Zhao closed his eyes and stood quietly.
After about a stick of incense, Zhan Zhao didn't move, as if he had merged with the surroundings.
In front of Zhanzhao, there was a piece of wood, which was a tombstone. However, it was empty, and there was not a word.
Zhan Zhao suddenly moved.
From the time he came, a wine jar that he had been holding in his hand was slapped open by Zhanzhao.
Lift the wine jar and slowly pour the wine in front of the wordless tombstone. Zhanzhao's hands were obviously trembling.
After pouring half a jar of wine, Zhan Zhao raised the wine jar.
"I've been coming to see you, it's been three years......"
Halfway through speaking, Zhanzhao lifted the wine jar, raised his head, and drank all the remaining wine in one go.
Until the last drop of wine is drunk. Zhan Zhao shook his hand, and the wine jar was thrown far away.
In the distance, there was the sound of a wine jar shattering.
"I got a brother, and you have an extra brother. I'll find a chance to tell him about our affairs. β
"Whoa......
Zhan Zhao pulled out the giant sword.
"I don't know...... Is it a coincidence. That stinky boy, and you're just a temper. There is also his blood ...... on this sword."
"Whoa......
Giant into the sheath.
Zhan Zhao stopped talking and stood against the wind again. It was about the time of another stick of incense, Zhanzhao took a deep look at the wordless tombstone, and turned to leave.
The wind is stronger in the mountains than in the city. The wind blew Zhanzhao's clothes and hair.
Zhanzhao's body is agile, like a red maple leaf blown by the wind, floating away.
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Lu Zheng stood on the roof of the house with a big thrush gun.
Lu Zheng had been standing for a long time, and the big gun in his hand was like a wooden stick marking the time.
The shadow cast by the big gun gradually stretched on the roof. The sun had begun to sink in the west, and the sky was slowly getting darker.
After eating, it was already afternoon. Lu Zheng put the dragon handle giant blade in Qingqing's room. In the future, in Dahua, Lu Zheng does not plan to use the dragon handle giant blade easily.
Lu Zheng lifted the big gun of the thrush and said that if he wanted to do something, he came to the roof.
The people did not want to disturb him, so they all went back to their houses to rest.
In Lu Zheng's mind, a plan has gradually formed. Since you have decided to protect the people around you, you must have the strength to do it.
Otherwise, it's like a poor talent and an Oiran saying, "I'll raise you." β
This is simply a pale joke, which can only exist in fantasy.
Force is never the best way to solve problems, anywhere. Besides, in this world, Lu Zheng has already seen powerful characters.
Wang Chongyang, Kurlan, and even Zhanzhao. The force value of these people is unfathomable. With Lu Zheng's current ability, he can't ignore the people of the world.
Lu Zheng has never been an arrogant person. Not before, and even more so now.
Assuming that Wang Chongyang wants to kill Lu Zheng, it is simply a matter of raising his hands.
Who knows, when will a few characters who are more powerful than Wang Chongyang suddenly appear.
If you want not to be easily killed, you can't start by force and do things. At least, not now.
Lu Zheng decided, starting with the economy and identity.
Money, in any era, even in different spaces, is something that can influence many things.
But those who have money do not necessarily have status. Especially in this era, the status of businessmen is not high.
However, most of the people with status are in business. It's just borrowing the hands of others and doing it more hidden.
Just like what happened to Lu Zheng's family, it is a stark example.
Status, to put it bluntly, is power. Civilian officials have the powers of civil officials, and military attaches have the powers of military attachΓ©s. However, it is still the same.
As long as you have power, you have more power than ordinary people.
When he was in the grassland, Lu Zheng experienced the feeling of power.
In the past, when it was a small tribe, it was only possible to drink wine from wooden bowls. After fighting hard and becoming a big tribe, some people built big tents and sent silver bowls.
This is a common disease of human society. It's not a single person who can influence it by himself.
If you want to do what you want to do, then money, power, and force are all indispensable.
In particular, if you want to keep Dahua from the changes in Jingkang, you need greater strength.
Under the chaos of war, Lu Zheng has three heads and six arms, and he can't protect so many people he cares about. Moreover, there are so many innocent people who are going to suffer great calamities.
This is something that Lu Zheng can't bear to see, and he won't allow it to happen.
However, this is no longer as simple as a businessman's unjust case, which has risen to the level of state to state.
It seems, hard!
However, no matter how difficult it is, Lu Zheng has decided that he must do it.
Otherwise, the country will not be safe, how can we talk about prospering!
Only when there is a country can there be a home!
Lu Zheng was so engrossed that he didn't even feel the passage of time.
"Zheng'er, it's windy on the roof, how long have you been standing, come down!"
"Young master, it's getting dark, come down quickly."
In the courtyard, the shouts of Zheng Xiaohuan and Qingqing came.
When Lu Zheng heard these warm and concerned words, he was even more determined in his thoughts just now. I said that I want to protect them and let them live a stable and good life.
Lu Zheng held a big gun, jumped off the roof, and stood steadily in the courtyard.
Zheng Xiaohuan walked over and sorted out Lu Zheng's clothes: "If you think about things, just go back to the house and think about it." In the winter, what should I do if I stand on the roof and catch a cold? β
Lu Zheng replied: "Mother, I went to the street today and met Wang Dafu. I can be sure that he is the culprit. As for his backers, they don't necessarily know about it. β
"Brother, you are really smart! You guessed it. Zhan Zhao walked over from a distance and said as he walked.
Lu Zheng's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly greeted Zhanzhao: "Big brother, how is the matter going?" β
Zhan Zhao walked quickly: "There are eyebrows, let's go, let's talk in the house." β
Zheng Xiaohuan was also worried, so he didn't avoid it. followed Lu Zheng and Zhanzhao directly and walked to the living room.
Qingqing hesitated for a moment, then bit her lip and followed.
Coming to the living room, the four of them sat down around the table.
Qingqing helped everyone pour tea, and then sat quietly beside Zheng Xiaohuan, holding Zheng Xiaohuan's hand and lowering his head.
Zheng Xiaohuan patted the back of Qingqing's hand from under the table to calm Qingqing's nervousness.
Zhan Zhao took a sip of tea, pondered for a while, and said, "The government closed the door not because it wanted to punish crimes. It's because there is no one in your family except your father. Therefore, in order to prevent thieves and other people with ulterior motives, the seal was affixed. β
Lu Zheng nodded and asked, "What about my father?" How is he now? β
When Zheng Xiaohuan heard this question, he held Qingqing's hand and became nervous.
Zhan Zhao put down the teacup and said, "Uncle is indeed in the prison of the government office, but there is no conviction now, only during the interrogation. β
Lu Zheng's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "Really?" However, isn't the Wang family already ......"
Zhan Zhao laughed and interrupted Lu Zheng's words: "Haha...... Brother, we were so lucky. Just over ten days ago, the prefect of Zhending Mansion was transferred to Xingqing Mansion, and now the prefect of Zhending Mansion is newly appointed! β
Lu Zheng was excited, and Zheng Xiaohuan was also trembling, his expression excited.
Lu Zheng just wanted to speak, but Zhan Zhao spoke again:
"Moreover, the constitutional secretary who is in charge of the judicial prison has also changed. The new Kenji is an old friend of mine for many years! β