Chapter 1092 ungrateful

"Ah, Uncle Shi, this, well, when Uncle Shi is free, I'll say hello to Xiao Chenhan and ask her to arrange it. ”

"If you want to play, just say it. However, this big holiday, the prison cell, is it fun! Uncle Shi is really unscrupulous. ”

Murong Xuefei was so enthusiastic that Feng Rushan was completely speechless.

Murong Xuefei went to see the cell, there is nothing strange, in fact, what Murong Xuefei did, Feng Rushan would not feel strange, but this reason is too powerful and too strange.

Decades have passed since Wubin's sister's case, and the parties are almost dead, really, is it necessary to go to the prison cell?

Generally speaking, monks speak and act, and there are far fewer taboos than mortals, and Feng Rushan does not pay attention to these, but going to the cell during the reunion festival, no matter what you say, is not a good lip service.

"You tell Nan Tai Fook to hurry up, forget it, let's go over now, this matter, Nan Tai Fook will definitely not be able to do it. After the reunion festival, it's boring. Well, just right, I'll give Xiao Chenhan a few lightning whips, and then go shopping together, Zheng Zhixiang, this little old man, is lucky,......。 ”

Murong Xuefei didn't dare to rest assured about Nan Dafu's ability, she had to do everything herself, and she also felt that it was very inconvenient, but if she could walk around Qingtian City by the way, it could be regarded as a mulberry harvest.

"Little old man, I must cultivate hard and strive to become a red-armored warrior. ”

Nan Xiaozhu, who came over to prepare to boil tea, happened to hear Murong Xuefei's last two words, and almost fell.

First the prince of the Great Shang Kingdom, and then the grandfather of Qingtian City, these legendary characters, one by one, appeared in front of him, drinking the tea he brewed, of course, and the poured wine, Nan Xiaozhu felt that her life this year was like a dream, sometimes she couldn't believe that this qiē was all true, and now, the dignified deputy city lord of Qingtian City, although he was the former deputy city lord, turned out to be a little old man, a little old man like his father, Nan Xiaozhu, messy.

She couldn't see what big people Feng Rushan and Murong Xuefei looked like, but she thought that it was Zheng Zhixiang's luck to go by to see Zheng Zhixiang, which subverted Nan Xiaozhu's common sense, which was unscientific.

Nan Xiaozhu's cultivation qualifications, according to the standards of Qingtian City, are very average, if there are enough resources, there is still the possibility of becoming a purple armor warrior, but the problem is that she turned out to be just a florist's daughter, and cultivation is a very luxurious thing for her, in fact, she has long given up cultivation and is an ordinary person with peace of mind.

However, since coming to Chunyu Xiaozhu, Nan Xiaozhu has had a lot of free time, and she has seen various legendary characters, and she quietly picked up her cultivation again, of course, after Feng Rushan, it was actually Murong Xuefei's consent, and she also received a certain amount of Cheng Dù's support.

For Nan Dafu's family, Murong Xuefei is not very generous, but young people are self-motivated, and Murong Xuefei is still willing to give appropriate encouragement.

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“...... , City Lord Zheng, do you have anything else to explain?"

With Zhao Weifang's brand, Feng Rushan entered the cell to see Zheng Zhixiang, without the slightest trouble, and chatted with Zheng Zhixiang for a long time about the length of the outside world, Feng Rushan felt that it was almost the same, and he didn't want to waste any more time.

With a guard by his side, Feng Rushan naturally couldn't talk to Zheng Zhixiang about too sensitive details, and he didn't want to talk about it.

"Hehe, thank you Lord Feng for coming to see me. I don't have much more to say. Lord Feng told them not to worry about me, and not to go to Jing Zihu's family for trouble, because I didn't know people myself, and I had this catastrophe in my fate. Hehe, sheng en and fight against each other, I, Zheng Zhixiang, in the eyes of Jing Zihu, have become an ungrateful villain, alas, en, righteous, I, Zheng Zhixiang, I don't understand. ”

Zheng Zhixiang shook his head and let out a long sigh.

His complexion is still good, but his face has shown an old state, his hair is gray, and he naturally hangs down, the wrinkles on his face are shallow, but they are very clear, his voice is calm and orderly, and he seems to be unfazed, only when Jing Zihu is mentioned, a trace of fluctuation flashes in the depths of his eyes.

"Lord Zheng take care! Oh, Uncle Shi is back, let's go." ”

"Hehe, I can support it for so long, Zheng Zhixiang is really not simple, well, personal ethics should indeed be okay. ”

Feng Rushan has seen and heard more about the matter of revenge, and he has his own views on what is grace and what is hatred, and understands that Jing Zihu also has his own feelings, which is right and wrong, Feng Rushan does not want to evaluate, nor does he want to echo Zheng Zhixiang's feelings, but he admires Zheng Zhixiang a little.

Maybe the whole thing is not right or wrong at all, Zheng Zhixiang and Jing Zihu, everyone's self-feeling and focus are different.

The story of Zheng Zhixiang and Jing Zihu is very common.

Jing Zihu is a distant cousin of Zheng Zhixiang in his hometown in the countryside, when Zheng Zhixiang was young, his cousin, is Jing Zihu's wife, once took care of Zheng Zhixiang for two years, and later after Zheng Zhixiang made a career, Jing Zihu came to Qingtian City to join him, Zheng Zhixiang was hindered by his cousin's affection, and found him something to do, that is, he was responsible for the daily life of the city lord's mansion, office supplies purchase, the matter is not big, but the oil and water are not small, Jing Zihu also quickly lived a well-off life.

Jing Zihu also knows where the source of his happy life is, every once in a while, he still remembers to send some small toys to Zheng Zhixiang, naturally, there are no valuable good things, just some fresh vegetables and vegetables, New Year's holidays, give children a small red envelope, etc., Zheng Zhixiang didn't take it to heart.

Of course, the so-called little red envelope is already a lot of money for the deputy city lord of Qingtian City, and for the low-level petty officials, at least, according to Wu Yueguo's law, three or five purple star coins of red envelopes are enough to commit a crime.

Unexpectedly, the good times did not last long, after two years, Jing Zihu was no longer satisfied with the hard work of making a little money, he wanted to become the deputy head of the City Lord's Mansion, but Jing Zihu also knew that with his own level and qualifications, the deputy head of the City Lord's Mansion would never be possible, so he found Zheng Zhixiang for this.

The deputy head of the City Lord's Mansion is no longer a trivial matter of making some oil and water, considering that Jing Zihu is indeed not that material, Zheng Zhixiang did not agree.

Things just passed, originally, Zheng Zhixiang thought that this was a trivial matter, and the past was over, after all, Jing Zihu, his small life was not bad, better than most of the countrymen who came to Qingtian City to beg for a living, it was so good that it was heavenly. Unexpectedly, people's hearts are like the sea, some small people, hearts, are not small, some small things, small and small, it is difficult to say.

Full of warmth and lust, Jing Zihu is no exception, he has a relaxed life, and there is a little situation, and then look at the original wife in the countryside, it is not so pleasing to the eye, Jing Zihu, like many successful people in Optimus City, secretly raised a little singer, the kind that sells herself and does not sell her art.

It's a pity that the little singer, although she likes Jing Zihu's star coins, but she doesn't look down on a rustic little old man in the countryside, in order to relieve the loneliness of the long night, the little singer, like many peers, has raised a little handsome guy, as the saying goes, called a little white face.

However, there is no impermeable wall in the world, and there is no eternal secret, one night, Jing Zihu got drunk, uncharacteristically did not abide by the agreement, broke the convention to go to his own hiding place, and bumped into the little white face and the little singer girl in bed, under the anger, Jing Zihu sent the two people into Elysium, the means, very terrifying, at that time in the city of the sky quite a sensation.

Murder, even if it is killing the little lover she raised, and the little white face she raised, of course, is a felony, two lives, Jing Zihu should be beheaded according to the law, at this time Zhao Guangpu has taken the throne, the wind in Crouching Tiger City is getting tighter, Zheng Zhixiang is also powerless about Jing Zihu's case, and he doesn't want to interfere in this kind of embarrassing and conspicuous matter.

In Optimus City, there is no shame in raising a little lover, but the little lover has a little white face, which is a big joke.

So naturally, Zheng Zhixiang politely refused Jing Zihu's son's request for help, in fact, he didn't see Jing Zihu's son at all.

Besides, the old cousin has already gone to the west.

Jing Zihu of course held a grudge against this, thinking that Zheng Zhixiang was ungrateful, and when he saw that his death was approaching, he wanted to make meritorious service in order to leave a small life, and took out the evidence that he gave Zheng Zhixiang a gift, and reported and exposed Zheng Zhixiang for accepting bribes.

Although the amount of bribes that Jing Zihu said was really limited each time, three or five purple star coins were not enough to pay Zheng Zhixiang for a meal outside, if no one was more serious, it could be classified as normal human relations, but once someone was more serious, no matter how small the amount was, according to the provisions of the law, it was also a bribe.

Che Ming, who came by order, was waiting for such an opportunity, and he was almost looking forward to it. The point is that Jing Zihu left evidence, very sufficient evidence, the diary of the day, and the ticket to buy things, etc.

So, Zheng Zhixiang was imprisoned, and the rest depends on whether Che Ming can break through, or how long Zheng Zhixiang can hold on.

It's just Jing Zihu's, of course, it's not enough to make Zheng Zhixiang ruined, and Che Ming can't be satisfied, Zhao Guangpu wants a bloody big rooster, not a joke-like farce.

So far, Zheng Zhixiang is still insisting, or rather, still waiting, as for what he is waiting for, Zheng Zhixiang did not elaborate, Feng Rushan, and did not ask.

However, Zheng Zhixiang's fall into the well is now a foregone conclusion, and no one has taken the opportunity to fall into the rock, although there is his friend's work outside, but if you want to come to Zheng Zhixiang's own character and ethics, there must be something outstanding.

"Oh, wait a minute, does City Lord Zheng remember this person from Wuqing back then?"

The whole cell is gloomy, and naturally there is nothing fun about it, but since Murong Xuefei is here, Wu Bin's cause and effect must always be asked.

Wu Jing is Wu Bin's younger sister.

Jing Zihu's matter, Murong Xuefei went out for a stroll without listening to it, and she just came back not long ago, in fact, she just listened to the beginning and left, she was not interested in these, and she felt bored.

It's nothing more than a struggle for power and profit, and Murong Xuefei can't lift her spirits for a person and thing in Vanity Fair.