Chapter Ninety-Seven: Zhao Ji is unhappy.

After all, if he is not among them, no one will know what kind of emotions Zhao Ji has for Zhou Tong, the person who once rejected him.

Knowing people and making good use of them, knowing that people don't need to use them, no one understands what the original "Duan Wang" Zhao Ji was, after becoming a king without being favored, what was the desire to be virtuous.

When Yue Fei guessed the meaning of Zhao Ji's words, Yue Fei couldn't continue to shake his face at Zhao Ji.

After all, no matter what you say, Zhao Ji is now the official family of Zhao Song and the son of heaven of the Great Song Dynasty.

Not to mention, the desire to serve the country with loyalty has long been deeply rooted in Yue Fei's body and spirit under the words and deeds of his parents and masters.

"Little can know wrong! I also hope that Your Majesty Haihan! ”

Bowing to Zhao Ji, Yue Fei bent down the young man's waist.

Seeing Yue Fei bend down, Zhao Ji also smiled pleasantly, nodded slowly, and said: "This is a bit like Zhou Tong's old apprentice, who knows the number of etiquette and has arrogance!" ”

"Looking at you, it's like I've seen Zhou Tong's old man!"

"Looking at it makes me feel a little intimate."

"After all, when Zhou Tong taught boxing at the Royal Boxing Gym, I also secretly learned from him so much three-punch and two-foot cat foot kung fu."

"But I was the prince at the time, and he didn't dare to say anything about accepting me as an apprentice, so he said that he recognized me as a junior brother."

"So count it out, Pengju, I'm still your uncle!"

"How could I treat you so kindly?"

"It's just that although you have a meritorious role in saving the driver, you are not from the official army, and now you can only be regarded as a guest of King Xin."

"Therefore, I have no reward for you, and your reward depends on what the king of faith says."

"Do you understand what I mean?"

In just a few words, Zhao Ji invisibly narrowed the distance between himself and Yue Fei and placed himself at the level of Yue Fei's elders.

Zhao Zhen didn't expect that Zhao Ji and Zhou Tong still had such a "senior brother" relationship, but Zhao Zhen could also hear that this was Zhao Ji inviting people to buy people's hearts for himself.

After all, Zhao Zhen has mentioned Yue Fei many times, and there is no lack of appreciation for Yue Fei in his words.

Zhao Ji's words also gave Zhao Zhen a way to better win over Yue Fei.

After all, Yue Fei didn't dare to directly disobey Zhao Ji's intentions, he should be a doorman.

If it's not right, it's also appropriate!

Because of Emperor Chrysostom's words, he said that Yue Fei was a doorman, and Yue Fei could only be Zhao Zhen's doorman.

Although for Zhao Ji, the emperor, Yue Fei refused in his heart.

Now he is still in a wait-and-see period, but he has not yet agreed to join the Xinwang Mansion and become a soldier under the Xinwang.

But Yue Fei also knew that what His Majesty the Emperor said was right.

He has no official body on him, although Zhao Ji, as the emperor, can decide what the reward for him will be, but in the eyes of the emperor, Yue Fei is a guest of the palace!

If Zhao Ji made a rash decision, then what would Zhao Zhen, the prince of letters, think?

Do you think that your father wants to rob you of people?

Nodding, Yue Fei said loudly: "The grass people understand what Your Majesty means!" The grass people have no complaints! ”

The young man's pursuit of vanity and the pursuit of fame and fortune finally overwhelmed the hesitation in his heart, after all, Yue Fei himself was so excited about joining the Xinwang Mansion.

did not mean to refuse Zhao Ji with his neck, let alone deny that he was a guest of the palace, Yue Fei acquiesced in his reward in just a few words, and he also thought that Zhao Zhen, the prince, should give the fact.

Listening to Yue Fei's words, a fine light flashed in Zhao Ji's eyes, and he swept over Zhao Zhen's face with a touch of color.

"Okay, a few strong men will go and rest for a while, let's fix one or two, in this time waiting for the forbidden army to mobilize, I have a few words, I want to say to Hazel!"

Zhao Ji's face still had the smile of a benevolent elder, and the words he said also made Luda and the others feel like a spring breeze.

After all, they have seen a lot of the heat and coldness of the world before, when have they ever seen a person with such a high status, and they can still be so kind to ordinary people murderers like them?

It is normal for the emperor and the prince to have words that they can't listen to, and they can naturally understand it.

The three of them saluted respectfully to Zhao Ji and retreated in turn.

Seeing that several people in the hall had walked away, Zhao Ji waved his hand to the attendant behind him and said, "You go too!" ”

When only the father and son were left in the hall, the mask of a benevolent elder and a humble gentleman that Zhao Ji had been holding on his face completely collapsed.

"Hazel! Do you already know how unruly this Tongyunfang and this gambling street are? ”

"Hazel! Do you think I'm a faint king? A tyrant?! ”

"Hazel! You tell Daddy! Daddy's complacent industry before, was it used as a laughing stock by those dogs, as a plaything, trampled on wantonly, and played with wantonly?! ”

Zhao Ji's expression was distorted, and his face no longer had the previous elegance, but a bit of hysterical madness.

Previously, Zhao Ji still needed to maintain his image in front of outsiders, even if he was angry, he also covered it up.

After all, as an emperor and a superior, it is naturally impossible for Zhao Ji to show his violent side.

But in the face of Zhao Zhen's son, when the father and son were alone, Zhao Ji could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

Anyway, in Zhao Ji's eyes, he has long been in the eyes of his son, and he has no image.

Zhao Zhen just shook his head slowly, and said word by word: "The child just knows for a long time how dark and dirty it is in the shadows behind the prosperity of Bianliang." ”

"Daddy, as a king, has a lot of opportunities, so naturally it is impossible to manage everything himself."

"What's more, the gambling industry is just a dispensable industry for my father, and with its particularity, my father did not have a more in-depth management, which is a matter of course."

"But Daddy is indeed a non-person, making your property a doll for others to play with!"

Zhao Ji sat paralyzed on the Taishi chair in the lobby of Zhao Zhenxin's palace, and laughed bitterly at himself: "Daddy didn't know before, but when I saw it today, I realized what kind of life these people were living under oppression." ”

"If you don't agree with each other, this kind of thing is a common occurrence among Tongyunfang gamblers, let alone robbing people's women!"

"In Tongyunfang, my father understands a truth, that is, as Hazel said, human desires are terrible, and those who lose the gamble are willing to go bankrupt, are willing to sell their children and daughters, and are even willing to continue to gamble with money that can never be repaid in this life."

"Just for the so-called 'win'!"

"But they don't know that no matter whether they win or lose, it is the gambling house that makes a lot of money after all."

"Banker takes all, hey."

Every time he went to Tongyunfang before, Zhao Ji brought Yang Jian, Liang Shicheng and Gao Yu and other henchmen, which also gave Yang Jian the opportunity to notify Tongyunfang to rectify.

In the past few days, Zhao Ji has not informed Yang Jian, the biggest suspect, of many things in order to find out the cause of Gao Yu's death.

Yang Jian naturally had no chance to report the news.

This also led to Zhao Ji completely discovering what Yang Jian was hiding from him.

quietly set aside the stewards of the Son of Heaven in the past, and let his relatives become the actual masters of Tongyunfang.

This gave Zhao Ji the same feeling as every copper plate he collected, which required Yang Jian's nod.

It's all his money, but he doesn't know how much his money has been divided into.

And to which people.