Thirty-two years of Zun'an.

Mid-November.

In the blink of an eye, it was the sixth day that Boss Zheng was imprisoned.

The sun was shining, and birds were chirping everywhere, fleeing south.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the fallen leaves are swept up with the wind for half a day.

Scar Lao Liu has been in a very good mood recently, and he first went home to add Zheng's new clothes for the season to his eighty mother.

As soon as he stepped into the Cheng Huang Temple Street branch of Cheng's Bu Zhuang.

The clerk recognized the scar with a scar in the corner of his eye.

He said that the shopkeeper had instructed that this handsome and strong uncle with scars on the corners of his eyes was a distinguished guest.

If Scar Lao Liu comes, no matter how many new clothes he orders, it will be free.

The shopkeeper and clerk of Zheng's cloth village made Scar Lao Liu feel comfortable.

Later, Scar Lao Liu equipped the brothers with new leather whips, shackles, candles, and torture instruments.

All shotguns for guns.

Rich people can really do whatever they want.

For the first time, Scar Lao Liu experienced the joy of being a rich man.

Only when you have money can you be a filial son, and you can be a big brother.

Of course, the reason why Scar Lao Liu is in a good mood is not only that.

Humming a dittate of five tones back to the prison camp, as soon as he walked down the stairs, he heard a crisp and pleasant dingdong sound coming from the corridor.

Ding Ding Dong Dong.

"Pipa?"

Scar Lao Liu was stunned.

A sharp string is like a shower, and the big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate.

In the sound of the lute.

A woman's voice was like a warbler's cry, singing:

"Who's playing a song with the pipa?"

"Time peels off on the wall"

"Seeing When I Was a Child"

"I still remember that we were all very young that year~"

"And now the piano sounds long."

……

When Scar Lao Liu heard this, he made a straight face.

I saw the two jailers each resting their legs on the table, their eyes closed and their faces full of enjoyment, and they were listening with their ears pricked up.

"Who made the decision and let Master Zheng's family come in?"

Scar Lao Liu asked coldly.

One of them said weakly: "The subordinate said to Master Zheng that it was your order from the sixth brother." ”

"Phew?" When Scar Lao Liu heard this, he laughed angrily and gave a thumbs up to the little one: "It's a good job!" There will be a reward next time! ”

"Gotcha!"

In the corridor, the rest of the prisoners showed envy and hatred.

Scar Lao Liu passed by with a few words of warning, and when he arrived at the A-shaped room, he saw such an outrageous scene.

In front of the Taishi chair, a desk facing the prison door, the golden silk vine was moved to the table, and there was a fruit basket on the table.

In the corner of the cell, a luxurious, knee-high soft bed was laid out of layers of bedding.

A girl was sitting on the bed while warming the quilt for the old man while playing the pipa, it was the squeaky girl who had visited the prison last time.

The other two girls each sat on one side of the Taishi's chair.

One was singing, and the other girl was twisting grapes and peeling them for the old man.

At this moment, Master Zheng was lying on the Taishi chair happily.

Squeak and play, legend has it that her exquisite hand, smooth as clotted fat and moist as ointment, there are rumors that a knife fell into her hand, will be slid away by that skillful hand.

Lily is good at singing, the voice is high and low, low and tactful, and there is a legend that when she practiced singing, there was a strange scene of a white bird circling.

Another person, Scar Lao Liu has also seen it, called Pingping, I don't know what she is good at, she is carefully peeling the grape skin for Master Zheng, and stuffing them into Master Zheng's mouth one by one.

Scar Lao Liu dared to swear to the sky, he had never seen such a presumptuous scene.

"Master Zheng is early!"

After singing the song, Scar Lao Liu stepped forward to say hello.

Zheng Xiu held the peeled grapes, moist and sweet. After swallowing, Zheng Xiu got up to greet him: "Sixth brother, Zheng is rude." ”

"No rudeness! No rudeness! ”

Scar Lao Liu hurriedly waved his hand, took the initiative to say what he meant, and quietly approached a few points: "Brother Zheng, although these eight characters have just been pulled out, I really can't help it, and I quickly sent you this good news." ”

"Good news?" Zheng Xiu frowned.

Scar Lao Liu pointed to the top: "I heard from the people above that the household department has not found ironclad evidence that Brother Zheng bent the law for personal gain and evaded taxes, and I may be going to release you soon!" Your hard life is coming to an end! ”

When Zheng Xiu heard this, he was silent for a while.

Only then did he say, "Huh? ”

……

"The good days of the Loyal Martyrs Marquis are coming to an end."

Deep in the palace.

Gyeongwa-in.

At this time, it was already autumn, and the leaves of the once dense garden trees in the courtyard seemed sparse, and the yellowed leaves fell with the wind, spreading a depression on the ground.

In the center of the courtyard, there is a stone table, on which a chessboard is placed.

The two are playing chess.

One of them, about thirty years old, was as beautiful as jade, with a gentle expression and clear eyes.

The person who played against him on the other side was dressed as a high-ranking official, with gray hair and beard, and he was old.

"The second brother is too anxious."

The young man smiled and left a son at the "Tian Yuan".

The high-ranking official seemed to be accustomed to the young man's hand, and he didn't fall into the corner at the beginning, either pretending to be forced or giving up, so he said: "Thank you, Your Highness, for giving up half of your son." ”

The two didn't care about the outcome on the chessboard, and while fighting on the chessboard, the young man known as "His Highness" inquired about the ups and downs in the imperial city in the past three days.

Since the Zheng family implemented a series of "preferential" policies in all walks of life in the imperial city, it can be said that they have disliked a trend.

Many wealthy businessmen learned that Zheng Xiu was imprisoned, and combined with the current scene, they privately said that Zheng Xiu knew that this matter could not be good, so he did some good deeds to distribute wealth to the people.

Some wealthy businessmen secretly said that it was impossible, if the person surnamed Zheng was such a good person, how could he be the richest man.

But they don't see any clues.

There are also wealthy businessmen who know that there is someone behind Zheng Xiu, and they decided to gamble and invest their spare money in Zheng's bank, which can not only avoid high storage fees, but also make money, so why not.

After the old man finished talking, the battle on the chessboard had come to an end. In the end, no more, no less, the difference between one son and one defeat was just right.

The old man sighed lightly, but he quickly asked, "Your Highness, why does the second prince plan to release Zheng Xiu from prison?" ”

"Hehe, Ke Lao, how many years have you been sitting in the position of Hubu Shangshu?"

"Back to Your Highness, no more, no less, exactly ten years."

"What do you think?"

"Your Highness, do you mean ......?"

"Just say it."

"The minister believes that the Zheng family has been honest and responsible for all these years, not only did not hide half of the tax money, but also took the initiative to pay more taxes to fill the treasury."

"Do you believe it?"

The old man shook his head: "The minister didn't believe it at first, but after carefully checking the accounts, the Zheng family ...... There is no tax evasion. ”

"If you don't believe, I don't believe, and the people don't believe it." The person who played chess with the Tobe Shangshu was the current prince. He smiled and said: "All the people in the world hate the rich, this is the human heart. Regardless of whether the Zheng family really hides taxes or not, but this rumor has gone out, do you say that the people believe more or don't believe more? ”

Master Ke was silent, he vaguely understood the deep meaning of Zheng Xiu's series of measures.

It turned out that Zheng Xiu, the loyal martyr, seemed to be losing money, but in fact, he guessed that someone was going to mess with him behind his back and buy back the Zheng family's reputation by throwing money.

"If the loyal martyr marquis dies unjustly in prison, no matter who the second brother pushes out to make a scapegoat, it will be difficult to calm the crowd."

"Now that my father is seriously ill, but he has not yet established his position, the second brother hurriedly jumped out, which is really unwise."

"Your subordinate Shi Wentong died on the street, and his death was strange, and I still don't know who made it."

Ke Yuliang didn't know how to reply for a while.

"Let them investigate thoroughly, it can't be an unsolved case."

"Yes."

"In any case," the eldest prince said again: "At this time, put Zheng Xiu, the Marquis of Zhonglie, back, and the people will only think that the Marquis of Zhonglie is using money to settle this matter." ”

The second game of chess is set up, and the storm is rising.

"Although the main hall doesn't know how the second brother wants to embezzle the Zheng family's wealth, on the cusp of this storm, the loyal martyr Marquis Zheng Xiu died at home, such as hanging himself. What will the people think? ”

Lord Hubu Shangshuke was suddenly stunned, the chess pieces in his hand fell, and he exclaimed: "Fear of sin, self-determination!" ”

……

Coming out of the palace, Lord Ke was full of trouble.

After leaving the palace, on the side of the avenue, rickshaws were parked - these are the feet of Zheng's "Zheng's Taxi". The shabby feet were thinly dressed and kept rubbing their palms together in the cold wind to keep warm.

Master Ke called for one, and the rickshaw driver rushed to do Master Ke's business. Master Ke ordered someone at random, sat on the rickshaw, and thought silently.

Nearly forty years old, it is rare to pull a big man, he is in a happy mood, and he blows a subdued whistle in his mouth, which sounds like a song.

Three long and two short, short and short, long and long, long and long......

The whistle sounded into the distance.

The same thing is happening in different corners.

Walkers, the whistle is loud.

……

Out?

When Zheng Xiu heard this, there must be something strange in the secret road, and he didn't have time to think about it at the moment, so he first said to Scar Lao Liu: "The sixth brother takes care of Zheng so much in prison, how can Zheng just leave?" This is absolutely inappropriate! Zheng misses the old love the most on weekdays, and when he thinks that he will no longer be able to drink with the sixth brother in the future, and raise a glass to invite the moon together, Zheng feels like a knife! So, this prison, don't go out! ”

Seeing Zheng Xiu's tone of voice, Scar Lao Liu was categorical, and everyone was stupid.

He has been on errands for more than ten years.

There are eighty old mothers and dozens of brothers, and they are half the largest people in the city.

This is the first time I have heard such a ridiculous request.