When Zheng Xiu looked at the large hole in the center of the snow cumulus clouds above the palace and fell into deep thought, Jiang Gaoyi came to visit.

He told the truth what had happened in the morning.

Facing Marquis Zheng, Jiang Gaoyi has long lost his original taboo. He can be regarded as having figured out now, Zheng Xiu's proposal is not entirely for himself, and Marquis Zheng has even thought of how to help him solve his current predicament!

Ever since the emperor announced that he would be appointed as a prince on March 3, Jiang Gaoyi could not remember how many banquets he had received, how many gifts had been placed in front of his door, and how many officials from the DPRK and China had come to visit.

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

What they want to say is:

"Now that the three princes are fighting openly and secretly, you, as the secretary of the Criminal Department, are in a high position, and you always have to choose a position to stand."

"You are a scholar of the Criminal Department, Jiang Gaoyi, a foreign official with a thin background, and no one to rely on, so don't be ignorant."

"You have to know who is the best candidate for the prince, he will become your opportunity to soar and become your biggest supporter."

Someone secretly drew a cake: "Once you choose whoever you choose, the position of prime minister in the future will be just around the corner, under one person and above ten thousand." ”

This kind of pie from the sky dares to be painted, which shows how crazy the visitors are.

Someone even found his wife and threatened:

"Mrs. Jiang, Mrs. Jiang, you don't want your family Master Jiang to lose his official position, right?"

So.

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

Choosing Neutral?

Hehe, that's the biggest joke.

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

No one is forced to choose a position to stand, why are you Jiang Gaoyi neutral?

Everyone understands the truth, and Jiang Gaoyi understands it too.

But Jiang Gaoyi knows better that once he chooses the queue of a certain prince, what will greet him in front of him is Infernal Hell!

But when he went to court today, Jiang Gaoyi kept thinking about the fear of these days in his mind, and he thought of Zheng Houye, he suddenly realized that he was like a latrine.

yes, location, he has to stand!

But he may not be able to stand only one of the three princes!

Jiang Gaoyi dared to ask for amnesty for Zheng Xiu this morning, undoubtedly telling everyone that he, Jiang Gaoyi, does not stand alone, only stands on the side of Marquis Zheng! Hou Ye is neutral and I am neutral, if Hou Ye chooses one side, then I, Jiang Gaoyi, will also choose one side! Jiang Gaoyi admitted that he had the courage to play at that time, and there was an element of gambling.

But the emperor's final attitude and the evolution of events in the court made Jiang Gaoyi understand that he had made the right bet!

"Huh."

Zheng Xiu chuckled.

Jiang Gaoyi kept looking at Zheng Xiu's face, and suddenly he was stunned - he didn't know why, he vaguely saw the words written on Zheng Houye's face: Sure enough.

"Sure enough."

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

The harder he kneaded, the more he felt that Hou Ye had words written on his face.

No, he wrote the word "attitude" on his face again.

Hell yes!

Zheng Xiu didn't know that Jiang Gaoyi was surprised in his heart, but he still sat peacefully on the Taishi chair, and said with a calm smile: "Actually, whether I, Zheng, am in prison or not, whether I can get out or not, for many people, it doesn't matter. All that matters is an attitude. They are waiting for an attitude from my Zheng. It's like a game on a chessboard, Luozi Tianyuan is not all about making a child or pretending to be forced, and there is also a deep meaning of temptation hidden in it. ”

"Some people want to take this opportunity to see if I, Zheng, can do it, whether they want to do it, and how they want to do it."

"And what I, Zheng, wanted, may not all be for an amnesty."

"What I want is just an attitude of Lao Wei."

"Although I don't know why he was anxious, he suddenly announced in the court that he would establish the prince in March, but if he was ignorant and faint, Lao Wei was the lord of the country, how could he not have imagined that once the announcement of the third prince in March, he would let his three children knees, and in just three months, he would be divided into winners and losers."

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

"Even, it's about life and death?"

"Where would he not have thought that whether it is the bright side or the dark side, my Zheng family is the most ferocious card in the battle for the succession of the three of them! Who doesn't want to enlist the support of my Zheng family? Fighting for power, position, and the world, everything is inseparable from one word - money! If it is still the troubled times of twenty years ago, if it is peaceful today, even if it is a dispute between sons-in-law, it is necessary to follow the rules of the game formulated by Lao Wei. ”

"Lao Wei's meaning is clear, the Marquis of Zhonglie, you look at it! But don't force it! ”

"The princes can fight, but they must not mess up the government and the world, and they must not put this struggle on the table and under the bright future."

"You can only fight in secret, not openly."

He clearly wanted to throw the three princes into the cage of the fighting beast and divide the winner in the cage. In the end, he announced the world at the ancestor worship ceremony on March 3, who he Wei Yangzun chosen. ”

The three questions of the dying emperor last week are still vividly in my mind.

At that time, the emperor was clearly worried about the fortunes and future of the country.

But this week, why did Lao Wei suddenly change his mentality and let the three adult princes divide the winners and losers in such a short period of time?

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

"Knowing what Lao Wei meant, I also have confidence in my heart."

Zheng Xiu's voice became smaller and smaller, and after speaking, he suddenly looked at Jiang Gaoyi's strange expression: "I said Master Jiang, what are you doing looking at me with such eyes?" If I didn't understand you, Zheng was afraid that he would misunderstand you, coveting Zheng's male color, do I have words on my face? ”

Jiang Gaoyi's eyes were rubbed out of a lump of eye droppings.

As soon as he heard Zheng Xiu's words, Jiang Gaoyi cried with a sad face: "Hou, Hou, Jiang's eyes seem to be infected with eye disease!" ”

Half an hour later.

Jiang Gaoyi left happily.

On Wangtian Prison, only the depressed Zheng Shoufu remains.

"It doesn't make sense, that Lao Jiang, the old Jiang who was completely unsuitable for officialdom and could only be a magistrate, this is ...... Got a glimpse of the doorway? ”

"It's still related to officialdom?"

It doesn't make sense!

Jiang Gaoyi was able to become the secretary of the Criminal Department, firstly, the former died violently and inexplicably, vacating his position, and secondly, it seemed that because he recommended him in front of Lao Wei, Jiang Gaoyi became the secretary of the Criminal Department. In the eyes of many people, Jiang Gaoyi is like a son of destiny and a winner in life in the officialdom, and his ascendancy has too much luck.

Even Zheng Xiu felt that Jiang Gaoyi was able to become the secretary of the Criminal Department and the first brother of the Criminal Department, ninety percent of it was because of luck, and one percent was because of Zheng Xiu.

The face of "I, Jiang, and profiteers do not share the sky" is still vivid.

"It doesn't make sense!" Zheng Xiu looked back at the thousand eggs on the table, and the more he looked at it, the more unpleasant it became.

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

Jiang Gaoyi once enlightened and glimpsed the [official] doorway, and the thaumaturgy of the first glimpse of the door is to be able to see "words" on people's faces, a kind of thaumaturgy similar to mind reading.

"Is it ......?"

Suddenly, Zheng Xiu thought of his crazy experience of picking wool and brushing on Fengbei's body, and a ridiculous idea was born.

"I, have become Jiang Gaoyi's experience package?"

"I, Zheng, have been picking sheep thousands of times, but today I was actually swept by Lord Jiang with a golden fleece?"

"Isn't this 'doorway' still contagious? The closer you get to the thaumaturgist, the easier it is to get a glimpse of the doorway? ”

One thought after another, Zheng Xiu suddenly had an idea, and shouted to Scar Lao Liu: "Sixth brother, sixth brother!" Please get a new piece of rice paper! ”

Zheng Xiu felt that he was on the wrong path.

The door is the doorway, if you go right, it is called Yangguan Avenue, and if you go wrong, it is called Yin Gut Path. The crossing is narrow and difficult to pass.

It doesn't work! It doesn't work!

Scar Lao Liu quickly handed over the rice paper and glanced at it curiously.

In the past, Mr. Zheng never painted much, as if he was handing in homework, but today is a bit unusual.

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

An illusory figure appears behind him, and the shadow falls. Zheng Xiu has an elongated figure, and his facial features are like a dragon and a phoenix.

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

Motionless.

He's looking for inspiration.

At night, it snowed again in the city.

The lights are on, and it is very lively.

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

He remembered the scene of Fengbei sitting in front of the bonfire in the heavy snow, boringly stuffing firewood into the fire.

Zheng Xiu smiled slightly, dipped in some ink, the dry nib was wet, and the nib fell gently.

Coherent.

Zheng Xiu picked up the scroll and looked at it, and he was also a little surprised. I saw that on the rice paper, a four-headed cartoon Fengbei, pouting and looking like an angry little daughter-in-law, sitting on the snow, jumped on the paper, vivid, vivid.

In a flash.

[You think about it for a long time, Dan Qing's wonderful hand is put into a painting, and there is a poem in the painting. 】

[You had an epiphany in the painting and comprehended the Danqing painting technique. 】

[Danqing's painting skills have been improved, reaching the realm of small attainments. 】

Poof!

Zheng Xiu's eyes were dark, and he felt himself falling in the dark water of the lake.

The familiar feeling made Zheng Xiu inexplicably happy.

Zheng Xiu's feet landed on the "ground", and he saw a strange road completely constructed by pen and ink, extending forward.

At the end of the road, a closed door looms.

The color of the door is slightly different from the path of the [prisoner], and behind the door, there are faint green waters, green mountains, white clouds and pine trees.

Two twisted characters pounced on Zheng Xiu's face.

- [Artist]!

Zheng Xiu sprinted towards the door.

rushed to the halfway point and floated up, and returned to the prison when he opened his eyes.

Zheng Xiu, who was stunned, looked at the Fengbei villain in the painting, and the pouting appearance made Zheng Xiu want to kiss it.

Treasure Queen, Treasure Queen!

"It's done! I'm a male painter, and I've finally become! ”

On the Wangtian Prison, there was the arrogant laughter of the Mengnan painter.