Chapter 17 It’s okay not to get out of this prison!

Thirty-two years of peace.

Mid November.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the sixth day that Boss Zheng was in jail.

The sun was shining brightly, and birds were singing and flying south.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the fallen leaves are blown up by the wind for a long time.

Scar Laoliu was in a very good mood recently. He first went home and bought his eighty-year-old mother some new clothes of the season from Zheng's Cloth Shop.

He had just stepped into Zheng's Buzhuang Chenghuang Temple Street branch.

The clerk recognized Scar Laoliu by the scar at the corner of his eye.

He said that the shopkeeper had told him that this handsome and strong man with scars at the corners of his eyes was an honored guest.

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

The shopkeeper and clerk of Zheng's Cloth Shop made Scar Old Liu feel comfortable after a round of tinkering and serving.

Later, Scar Laoliu gave the brothers new whips, shackles, and candle torture tools.

They all exchanged shotguns for cannons.

Rich people can really do whatever they want.

Scar Laoliu experienced the joy of being a rich man for the first time.

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

Of course, this is not the only reason why Scar Laoliu is in a good mood.

Humming a tuneless ditty, I returned to the prison camp. As soon as I walked down the stairs, I heard a clear and sweet tinkling sound coming from the corridor.

Ding ding dong dong ding ding dong dong.

"lute?"

Scar Lao Liu was stunned.

There was a rapid sound like a shower, and big and small beads fell on the jade plate.

In the sound of pipa.

A woman's voice was like an oriole's cry, singing:

"Who is playing the song Dongfeng Po on the pipa?"

"Time peels off the wall"

"See you when you were a kid"

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

"Now the sound of the piano is lingering"

…

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

I saw the two jailers with their legs on the table, eyes closed and expressions full of enjoyment. They were listening with their ears raised.

"Who made the decision without permission and let Mr. Zheng's family members come in?"

Scar Lao Liu asked coldly.

One person said weakly: "My subordinates told Mr. Zheng that it was your order, Brother Six."

"Aha?" Upon hearing this, Scar Laoliu turned his anger into a smile and gave a thumbs up to the younger one: "Well done! There will be a reward next time!"

"Okay!"

In the corridor, the other prisoners all showed expressions of envy and hatred.

Scar Laoliu gave a few warnings as he passed by. When he arrived at Room A, he saw such an outrageous scene.

I don't know when a grand master's chair was moved into room A. In front of the grand master's chair, there was a desk facing the prison door. The golden vines were moved to the table, and there was also a fruit basket on the table.

In the corner of the cell, someone made a knee-high luxurious soft bed with layers of quilts.

A girl was sitting on the bed, warming the bed for the old man and playing the pipa. It was the girl Zhizhi who had visited the prison last time.

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

One girl was singing a song, while the other girl was twisting grapes and carefully peeling them for the master.

At this moment, Mr. Zheng is lying on the Taishi chair enjoying himself.

She was good at playing, and it was said that her exquisite hands were as smooth as gelatin and as smooth as jade. There were rumors that if a knife fell on her hand, it would be slipped away by her skillful hands.

Lily is good at singing, and her voice has high and low pitches and melodious tones. It is said that when she was practicing singing, she once saw a strange sight of a white bird circling.

Another person, Scar Laoliu has also seen, named Pingping, who is good at it, is carefully peeling grapes for Mr. Zheng and stuffing them into Mr. Zheng's mouth one by one.

Scar Lao Liu dared to swear to God that he had never seen such a wanton scene.

"Good morning, Mr. Zheng!"

After singing the song, Scar Lao Liu came up to say hello.

Zheng Xiu held the peeled grape in his mouth, it was moist and sweet. After swallowing it, Zheng Xiu stood up and greeted him: "Sixth brother, Zheng is rude."

"Not rude! Not rude!"

Scar Lao Liu quickly waved his hand and took the initiative to express his intention. He leaned a little closer and said, "Brother Zheng, although these eight characters have just been revealed, Lao Liu, I really can't hold it back and hurry up to bring you this good news."

Already."

"Good news?" Zheng Xiu frowned.

Scar Laoliu pointed to the top: "I heard from the people above that the Ministry of Revenue has not found any irrefutable evidence that Brother Zheng is bending the law for personal gain and evading taxes. Maybe you will be released soon! You are living a hard life.

, it’s almost the end!”

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

Then he said: "Ah?"

…

"The good days of Marquis Zhonglie are coming to an end."

Deep inside the palace.

Jingheyuan.

Autumn has already entered at this time, and the leaves of the once dense garden trees in the courtyard appear sparse, and pieces of yellowed leaves fall with the wind, laying a bleak patch on the ground.

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

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 man opposite him who was playing chess with him was dressed as a high-ranking official, his hair and beard were white, and he was very old.

"Second brother is too anxious."

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

The senior official seemed to be accustomed to the young man's tricks. He would not skimp on the corners at the beginning, either showing off or giving in. He said: "Thank you, Your Highness, for giving up your son."

The two of them didn't care about the outcome on the chessboard, and while fighting on the chessboard, the young man known as "Your Highness" asked 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 to have set off a trend.

Many wealthy businessmen learned that Zheng Xiu was imprisoned. Based on the information they knew, they privately said that Zheng Xiu knew that the matter could not be solved, so he did some good deeds and spread wealth to the people.

Some wealthy businessmen secretly thought it was impossible. If the man named Zheng was such a kind person, how could he be regarded as the richest man?

But they couldn't see any clues.

There are also wealthy businessmen who know that there is someone behind Zheng Xiu. They decide to take a gamble and invest their spare money in Zheng's bank. They can avoid high storage fees and make money at the same time. Why not do it.

After the old man finished talking, the fighting on the chessboard came to an end. In the end, there was no more, no less, and he lost by one piece, which was just right.

The old man sighed lightly on the surface, but secretly praised the victory in this game and asked again: "Your Highness, why does the second prince plan to release Zheng Xiu from prison?"

"Haha, Mr. Ke, how many years have you been sitting in the position of Minister of the Ministry of Revenue?"

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

"What do you think, Marquis Zhonglie?"

"Your Highness, you mean..."

"Just say it."

"I believe that the Zheng family has done their duty honestly over the years. Not only did they not hide even half of their tax money, they also took the initiative to pay more taxes to replenish the national treasury."

"Do you believe it?"
To be continued...