Chapter Forty-Seven: Showing Popularity

At this time, a house in Kangping, Hanzhou, with different magnificent scenery, and a well-tended garden at a glance, a woman about forty or so was carefully watering flowers.

A black shadow flashed hurriedly, and the woman didn't have a surprised expression, she was still taking care of the flowers, and her every move was careful and dignified, which seemed to be a very precious thing.

"Master, Kang Hao, is dead, his subordinates are ineffective, please punish the master."

The person who came knelt next to the woman, but the woman did not react, still caressing the flowers.

"It's just a discarded pawn."

Although the voice was indifferently caressing the flowers, the hand was forced, and a flower was broken off like this.

The man knelt and watched the woman break the flower and tremble.

"When I told him that Cheng'an Hou was his son, he didn't even think about it and went along with our plan, but he was a brainless reckless man, and the funny thing is that Weiyun actually had the same idea as us."

The woman disliked and threw away the broken flowers, as if the love just now was a floating cloud.

"How is the young master doing?"

The person who came bowed his head.

"Although the young master still doesn't speak, his mood seems to be much better than when he first came."

The woman was noncommittal and took care of it with another flower.

"In a few days, I'll go there myself."

"Yes!"

The enthronement ceremony of the salary is imminent, Zhou Zong and Futu are very busy, worried about Zhou Zong all night, so they follow him from time to time, but the salary is not in the palace but went to the suburbs of Beijing, since he decided to take this position, he can't help but make some plans for himself.

Zheng Xize's Li Zheng has to do it, and now that Li Caiying is closed at home and does not mention the groundbreaking, others naturally dare not make trouble, and without the obstruction and obstruction of the squires, Zheng Xize's many practical strategies are in full swing.

The name of Zheng Xize, a former painting student of the Rising Sun, has begun to emerge in the royal capital.

This time, the salary audit is to test it.

Sitting in the palace of the Governor of Kyoto, Chu Wenyang waited cautiously, complaining in his heart that he had not come to report to that Zheng Xize for so long, but he should not offend this destined master.

"My lord, Zheng Xize has arrived, but he, he won't come in." The government officials ran and whispered.

"What? Don't come in? What does this Zheng Xize do? Chu Wenyang said angrily in a low voice.

The official looked embarrassed and glanced at the salary.

Chu Wenyang immediately understood.

"Eldest princess, go out and have a look first?"

"Go ahead." Ji Xin took a sip of tea, the best Genting, but the top good tea, it seems that this Kyoto Wei is also a hidden mystery.

Chu Wenyang walked out of the main hall and breathed a long sigh of relief, turned his head and asked the officer: "What's the matter!" ”

"Then Zheng Xize said that this Kyoto Governor's Mansion is hiding dirt and dirt, and he is afraid that he will get dirty when he comes in, so it's good to talk about something outside." The official said cautiously.

"This Zheng Xize, I really don't know what to do." Chu Wenyang's eyes flashed fiercely. "We'll meet him."

Zheng Xize stood straight outside the palace with a deputy, ignoring the curious eyes of passers-by.

"Hahahaha, Lord Zheng, why are you standing outside, come in, come in." Chu Wenyang walked out of the mansion with a smile on his face and greeted Zheng Xize warmly.

Zheng Xize was unmoved.

"If Lord Chu has anything to say, let's say it here, this Kyoto Governor's Mansion is majestic and majestic, and I am afraid that it will be like the people before, if you don't interrogate or talk about evidence, you won't be able to get out if you go in."

Chu Wenyang's face was ugly, and the people passing by saw it, and they were all looking at the show in their hearts at the moment, Chu Wenyang sometimes collected money to do some unjust, false and wrongful cases, and Chu Wenyang was arrogant and domineering on weekdays, and it would be good if he didn't make people stumble, how could I see him being so polite to people.

"What is Lord Zheng?" Chu Wenyang forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, with a smile on his face. "Lord Zheng, don't you know, there is a big man here." As he spoke, he was about to pull up Zheng Xize.

Zheng Xize frowned and shook off Chu Wenyang's hand.

"What a big man, if I don't go in today, I will never go in!"

Chu Wenyang's face was embarrassed, rubbing his hands and not knowing what to do.

"Hahaha, Lord Zheng is really upright!"

A crisp female voice came from the courtyard, Zheng Xize raised his eyes, with a little disbelief between his eyebrows, Chu Wenyang had a bitter look, and he turned around and wanted to kneel.

"Long ......"

But the salary was interrupted.

"Since Master Zheng doesn't want to go in, then don't go in, what's the matter, come with me."

The salary is an inquiring sentence, but the tone is unquestionably determined.

If Zheng Xize was hit hard, he finally gave it up for a long time.

"Yes."