Chapter 53: Honey trap, old father The two men ran away waving daggers. "Catch them!" Zhu Xizhong shouted, but he did not move. The military honor of the Ming Dynasty! They've all become depraved. Jiang Qingzhi sighed in his heart, but did not move at all. Several guards appeared at the stairs, grinning. "Isn't this my bodyguard?" Zhu Xizhong was stunned. A man broke the window and jumped out. "Ouch!"
Someone below shouted happily, "He's got it! Damn it! He's got his neck cut." Below are the people from the Bingmasi. The staff came and said angrily: "Who is framing the Duke? The Duke is fine..." Several guards from the Duke's Mansion tackled the man. Jiang Qingzhi waved his hand and said, "Duke, please take your time. I am drunk and will be leaving now." After Jiang Qingzhi left, Zhu Xizhong had Wu Niang arrested and interrogated together. "It has nothing to do with me!" Wu Niang cried out in injustice. Zhu Xizhong had known her for many years, and he knew at a glance that Wu Niang was truly innocent. But the old playboy said coldly: "Torture and interrogate her together!" Then he asked the guard, "Why are you prepared in advance?" The guard said, "Just after the Duke went upstairs, Long Wilbur's follower found us and said that someone wanted to frame the Duke, so he asked us to guard the stairs." "Hmm?" Zhu Xizhong thought of Sun Chonglou. "I thought, I have nothing to do anyway, but I didn't expect..." "You were persuaded by just one sentence?" Although the old playboy was grateful to Jiang Qingzhi, he was dissatisfied that his guards were easily persuaded by others. "Duke." The guard smiled bitterly, "The lord's attendant said that the woman mentioned something..." "Which sentence?" "I have brothers." "What do you mean?" Zhu Xizhong became more and more confused. At this time, the staff member who interrogated the two women came out, his face livid, and knelt down to apologize, "Duke, I failed in my duty." "Speak." Zhu Xizhong became more and more confused. "This woman's previous statement that she had a brother was a metaphor." The aide smiled bitterly, "Those women, including Wu Niang, heard this..."
"If you have brothers, why would you enter such a place?" The old dude had seen all kinds of women, and he reacted instantly, "When I found this woman dead beside me and couldn't defend myself, a man jumped out and said that I raped his sister... What a slave has brothers." The woman was dragged out and knelt beside him. "My sister has a terminal illness. I need money..." She looked at everyone, seeing only indifference, and shouted in despair: "He gave me five strings of cash first!" "Here's the evidence." The aide sneered. "This woman's contract!" Zhu Xizhong thought of this fatal question. He stared at Wu Niang and said, "Find it out." The contract was found, and after a careful examination, a middleman familiar with contracts was called in to verify it. "It's fake." The middle man said firmly, "If it's not fake, I am willing to be punished." "I am a good girl." The woman was completely desperate at this moment. "They said that as long as I cooperate, they will invite a famous doctor to treat my sister. Duke, please spare my life." The girls in this brothel are of high quality and it is a place frequented by the powerful and wealthy. Zhu Xizhong himself is also a frequent customer. The person behind the scenes has obviously planted this nail long ago and can attack Zhu Xizhong or some nobleman at any time. Zhu Xizhong felt a chill down his spine. "He forced a decent girl and then murdered her to silence her... and threatened me on the spot. How could I not obey him? If it weren't for Qingzhi, I would be in danger!" At this time, the man also spoke up, "I was coerced." "Who is that person?" "That man is called Hei Lao San." "Where do you live?" "exist……" "Arrests!" Zhu Xizhong was in charge of the brothel, commanding with confidence, and felt that he had the style of his ancestors. Not long after, the staff member came back, sweating profusely, and said in frustration: "That black guy ran away." "No wonder Qingzhi didn't care." Zhu Xizhong covered his forehead, "My brother is killing Japanese pirates in the south, but the Five Military Commandery doesn't take it seriously. When we were drinking, there was even a military hero who questioned it, saying that His Majesty was faking it for his cousin. Damn it, do you think it's true or not?" The aide shook his head. "If it's fake, I'd dig out these eyes." "He's only fifteen years old, and he can do this." Zhu Xizhong smiled bitterly, "Compared to Qingzhi, I have been living a miserable life for the past thirty years." …… That afternoon, Jiang Qingzhi received news that the guards of Duke Cheng's mansion had brutally beaten up Yan Song's guards in the street. "He was beaten so badly." The servant who reported it looked gloating. "This guy is quite interesting." Jiang Qingzhi held a cigarette in his mouth, "A lot." "Meow!" Duoduo came out from somewhere and climbed onto Jiang Qingzhi's shoulder.
"Let's go shopping." Behind him, Dou Jialan asked Fu Cheng, "Why is Duke Cheng so bold?" After all, he is Yan Song, the Prime Minister, and His Majesty's loyal dog. Don't you, Zhu Xizhong, consider the owner's feelings when you beat the dog? Fu Cheng laughed sinisterly, "Young Master helped him out of his predicament, what is he giving you? What did you say last time? ... A letter of surrender." Emperor Jiajing then scolded him, but it was just a scolding, which made people know that Duke Chengguo was still a trusted minister of Emperor Jiajing. Yan Song suffered a loss and went home to tell Yan Shifan about it, but Yan Shifan just laughed. "What is my son laughing at?" Yan Song asked. Yan Shifan panted and said, "Lu Bing's subordinates are not doing their job well, which shows that he has great ambitions but little talent. Only in this way can he be used by us." "But I'm afraid all this cannot be concealed from Your Majesty." Yan Song was worried. "Dad, His Majesty needs to stir up trouble among his subjects." Yan Shifan sighed, "Dad, do you think His Majesty doesn't know about the money and calligraphy we coveted?" Yan Song was shocked. Yan Shifan opened his folding fan and said confidently: "As long as we manage the government in line with His Majesty's wishes, Dad, what if we are corrupt? Even if we join forces with Lu Bing, what can His Majesty do?" "This is... a threat." Yan Song was a little worried. "Father, don't forget that the monarch and his subjects are just using each other. Loyalty is nothing more than being rewarded enough. Your Majesty is smart and will understand this. As long as we don't rebel..." Yan Shifan looked at her with disdain, "This world belongs to me." …… The next day, Jiang Qingzhi woke up slowly. "Meow!" Duoduo lay on his chest and patted him with his paw. Jiang Qingzhi opened his eyes, his mind free of thoughts. In his previous life, he had insomnia for a long time and tried various methods but to no avail. Later, he learned it by himself and imagined when he couldn't sleep... Fantasy of possessing all the things that you desire but have never achieved or cannot get. That is, daydreaming. If you think about it, your mind will be empty. This is why he was able to enter a state of tranquility during his first "cultivation". Later, he went to see a psychiatrist and told him the truth. The doctor was terrified and said that some people would become obsessed with it and would be deeply trapped in it from then on. "Master!" Sun Chonglou’s shout was earth-shaking. "get up!" Get up and exercise. "The young master rises to dance upon hearing the cock-crow, and never stops." Fu Cheng sighed, "There is no other noble relative like him in the capital." Jiang Qingzhi was sweating profusely after practicing. He threw the long sword to Sun Chonglou and wiped it with the towel handed to him by the maid.
Breakfast was wonton soup with chicken and a pot cake. Just as they were about to start, the two brothers Prince Yu and Prince Jing arrived. "Did you make this appointment?" Jiang Qingzhi asked. "I met the fourth brother after I left the palace." Zhu Zaigui said with some resentment. "I reported this to my mother yesterday." Zhu Zaizhen sat down and asked, "Uncle, do you have my bowl and chopsticks?" "You are really shameless." Jiang Qingzhi signaled the servants to add more bowls and chopsticks and food. "My cousin doesn't need this, but why do you come here so early in the morning?" "Someone come!" King Jing shouted. Outside the door, a eunuch came in, holding bacon in his hand. Zhu Zaizhen took the meat strips. salute. Jiang Qingzhi narrowed his eyes and asked, "Want to become my disciple?" "Yes." Zhu Zaizhen said respectfully. Once a teacher, always a father. How can a cousin have a close master-disciple relationship? You are such a good guy, Old Four... Zhu Zaigui felt very uncomfortable and regretted that he had not thought of this trick. Jiang Qingzhi ate a wonton slowly and said calmly, "Who gave you the idea?" "I do it willingly." Zhu Zaizhen said sincerely. "Little monkey." Jiang Qingzhi shook his head, and Zhu Zaigui was overjoyed. "Uncle, are you worried that our father will be suspicious?" Zhu Zaizhen said this, showing that he was really anxious. "I'm not worried at all!" Jiang Qingzhi took a sip of the soup made from the old hen and sighed comfortably, "Let me ask you, have you consulted His Majesty?" Since the comment that the two dragons should not meet, Emperor Jiajing rarely saw his sons. As time went by, the two princes got used to making their own decisions... except for major matters, of course. Zhu Zaizhen was stunned for a moment, then bowed down immediately. "If it weren't for my uncle, I would have almost made a big mistake." Jiang Qingzhi accepted his gift calmly. Zhu Zaizhen immediately said goodbye. Zhu Zaigui looked at Jiang Qingzhi and said with a wry smile: "I was wrong." "That's Dad." Jiang Qingzhi pointed at him with his chopsticks, "Go!" The two princes ran away one after the other. Jiang Qingzhi sighed, "My cousin's job as an emperor is really boring. Why did he do that?" ……
"Your Majesty, Prince Jing requests an audience, and Prince Yu requests an audience." Emperor Jiajing, who had been practicing Taoism last night and didn't go to bed until the early morning, said angrily: "Let them go." Huang Jin whispered, "Your Majesty, the two princes...were crying bitterly." "Hmm!" Dao Ye was startled, and got angry when he got up. He waved his hand to refuse the coat, got out of bed, and walked away quickly, "Let's go take a look." When he walked into the bedroom, he heard his two sons crying outside. Emperor Jiajing scolded them through the door, "I'm not dead yet, why are you crying?!" King Jing said, "Father, I never asked for your permission these years, and gradually I forgot about you... I am so unfilial, I deserve to die!" Prince Yu wept, "If there is something, I should report it to you, but I feel that... since you don't want to see me, why should I report it? I forgot that you are also my father, and even if I can't see you in person, I can still ask you through the door... I am unfilial, please punish me." Prince Yu was truly grief-stricken and cried bitterly. When Prince Jing thought about how good Emperor Jiajing had been to him, he could not help but forget his selfish desires and started banging on the door and crying. The two cried for a while before they remembered that Emperor Jiajing hated noise the most. Thinking that their father was probably holding back his anger, they prepared to apologize and leave. Just looked up. Then a person walked out of the door. It was Emperor Jiajing. In the morning light, the old father, wearing only his underwear, had a stern face. "have you eaten?" The two shook their heads. "Those monkeys... those women are just decorations." Emperor Jiajing muttered, waving his hands, "Serve the food, more meat..." (End of this chapter)