The old man shook his head: "I didn't believe it at first, but after checking the accounts carefully, the Zheng family... did not hide taxes."

"You don't believe it, I don't believe it, and the people don't believe it either." The person playing chess with the Minister of Household Affairs was the current eldest prince. He smiled and said, "Everyone in the world hates the rich. This is the human heart. No matter whether the Zheng family really hid taxes or not.

, but now that the news is out, do you think more people believe it or more people don’t believe it?"

Master Ke was silent, he vaguely understood the deep meaning of Zheng Xiu's series of measures.

It turns out that Zheng Xiu, the loyal marquis, seemed to be losing money, but in fact he guessed that someone was trying to mess with him behind his back and use money to buy back the reputation of the Zheng family.

"If Marquis Zhonglie dies unjustly in prison, no matter who the second brother pushes out as the scapegoat, it will be difficult to pacify everyone."

"Now that my father is seriously ill, but he has not yet established Chu, my second brother jumped out in a hurry, which is really unwise."

"Your subordinate Shi Wentong died on the street in a strange way. We still don't know who was behind it."

Ke Xunliang didn't know how to reply for a while.

"If we let them investigate thoroughly, it won't remain an unsolved case."

"yes."

"No matter what," the eldest prince said again, "if Zhonglie Marquis Zheng Xiu is put back at this time, the people will only think that Zhonglie Marquis is using money to settle the matter."

The second game of chess is set, and the storm begins again.

"Although I don't know how my second brother wants to embezzle the Zheng family's wealth, at the cusp of this storm, the loyal marquis Zheng Xiu died at home, such as hanging himself. What will the people think?"

Mr. Ke, the Secretary of the Ministry of Finance, was suddenly startled, the chess piece fell from his hand, and he exclaimed in shock: "Afraid of guilt, commit suicide!"

…

Coming out of the palace, Master Ke was worried.

After leaving the palace, on the side of the road, there were rickshaws parked one after another - these were the rickshaws of the "Zheng Taxi" owned by the Zheng family. The shabby rickshaws were wearing thin clothes and kept rubbing their palms to keep warm in the cold wind.

Mr. Ke called a rickshaw, and the rickshaw drivers rushed to do Mr. Ke's business. Mr. Ke randomly selected someone and sat on the rickshaw, thinking silently.

It was rare for the nearly forty-year-old to visit a big shot. He was in a happy mood and blew a melodious whistle, which sounded like a song.

Three long and two short, short, short and long, long, short and long...

The whistle sounded far away.

The same thing is happening in different corners.

Walkers, the whistle is loud.

…

Get out of jail?

When Zheng Xiu heard this, he secretly thought that there must be something fishy. Without thinking about it, he first expressed his attitude to Scar Lao Liu: "Brother Six took such good care of Zheng in prison, how could Zheng just leave? This is absolutely inappropriate.

! Zheng misses his old friendship the most. When he thinks that he will no longer be able to drink and chat with his sixth brother and toast to the moon together, Zheng feels like his heart is cut by a knife! So, it’s okay not to get out of this prison! "

Scar Laoliu was dumbfounded when he saw Zheng Xiu's categorical tone.

He has been on duty for more than ten years.

He has an eighty-year-old mother and dozens of brothers. He is considered to be a moderate figure in the city.

This is the first time I have heard such a ridiculous request.

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