Lin Erdan said: "Zheng Pingyu, although it is true that we are from the same mother, but Zheng Qianen is the eldest son, what else can you say? Well, even if you think Zheng Qianen is not better than you, have you ever thought about it?

No, after so many years of recklessly challenging the bottom line, can you imagine that Zheng Qianen can still tolerate your current situation?"

"Well, even if you can't understand this, at least you should think about it, if you were him, would you be able to do this?"

"..." Lin Erdan's words touched Zheng Pingyu's heart. For a moment, he was really speechless.

It was like a sharp sword piercing Zheng Pingyu's heart.

He himself knew very well that he really couldn't be as tolerant as Zheng Qianen.

But is this his fault?

He, Zheng Pingyu, was only born as the third child, and then lost his status as heir. This was a hurdle that he could not overcome.

Can he really cross it? That would be wrong!

What has he been trying to do all these years? It is to cross this hurdle.

But, what did he get in the end? Even if he tried hard to curry favor with Si Kong Lei and tried hard to 'unite' Fan Chaoyang, what happened in the end? Why did so many people abandon him?

Is it just because Zheng Pingyu is not as good as Zheng Qianen? This matter can really only be discussed separately.

And the most important point is that he, Zheng Pingyu, failed to understand the needs of the client!

The Governor of Dragon City is the best official, what does he need?

What he needs is for the people of Longcheng to live and work in peace and contentment. This is his political achievement.

But why should he cooperate with Zheng Pingyu? The simplest reason is that he needs peace, and Zheng Pingyu can get him what he needs through various methods.

You have what I need in your hand, and I have what you need in my hand to make a deal.

However, now due to the arrival of the Daxia Dragon Cavalry and Zheng Pingyu's arrogance, this balance has been broken!

If Fan Chaoyang wants to protect Zheng Pingyu, his fundamental purpose is that Fan Chaoyang wants to protect himself! He wants to protect his career and promotion.

However, once a conflict occurs between the two, what does Fan Chaoyang need to protect most? The answer is self-evident.

So in the end, it became obvious that Fan Chaoyang lost the "car" of Zheng Pingyu and needed to keep the "handsome" of himself.

Things are like chess.

Losing your car to save your handsome man is a simple trick used by ordinary people. Why is it wrong for Fan Chaoyang to use it?

Without further ado, Zheng Pingyu was stunned at this moment and said after a long time: "To be honest with you, I really can't do what he does."

Lin Erdan shook his head and said: "Come on! Since you can't do it, why do you ask Zheng Qianen to do it? Do you want him to give up his position as the head of the family? Haha. Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. Old man

Our ancestors have ancient teachings, why can’t you figure it out?”

"Uh." Zheng Pingyu was suddenly stunned again! He couldn't imagine that the young man in front of him actually said such a thing!

These words are very common and cannot be said to be wise, but people who have not experienced the world will never understand them.

Indeed, in his understanding, even the imperial family would still fight endlessly for the throne and so on, fight to the death, and kill each other in various ways. There were too many in the history books.

Suddenly, Zheng Pingyu shouted again: "If this is the throne, how can you not fight for it?"

In fact, he had listened to Lin Erdan's words, but he was still obsessed with interests and couldn't get rid of it.

Lin Erdan said: "Okay, even if it is the throne, I will fight for it. However, the end of my fight for the throne is that I will become a traitor. Don't you object to this?"

"Uh." Zheng Pingyu nodded, "That's true."

Lin Erdan laughed: "What if you don't fight for the throne? You don't need to work too hard, at least you are in the position of a prince. From then on, you will be prosperous and wealthy, and enjoy your life. This is a height that many ordinary people cannot reach in their lifetime.

wrong?"

Zheng Pingyu nodded: "Yes. But, is it still meaningful to live like that?"

Lin Erdan said: "Life is alive, and living is meaning. As for why you are alive, the answers are different. Why should you take the road of fighting for the throne?"

Having said this, the silver needle in Lin Erdan's hand was ready: "Tell me! Where is Dulong? This is what I want!"

Zheng Pingyu shook his head: "I won't tell you."

Zheng Xiaoran said angrily: "Zheng Pingyu, you still refuse to repent?"

Lin Erdan quickly waved his hand to her: "Miss, don't worry."

Swish! Lin Erdan's silver needle pierced Zheng Pingyu's body at lightning speed, and then said with a smile: "Zheng Pingyu, I hope you can hold on for five minutes."

Zheng Pingyu sneered: "With your silver needle, I won't take it seriously at all!"

Zheng Xiaoran also felt that with just a few silver needles, could they still 'persuad' Zheng Pingyu?

However, a few seconds later, Zheng Pingyu had already changed. Zheng Xiaoran could clearly see that Zheng Pingyu shrank up, his whole body was convulsing in pain, and his teeth were clenching.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with shock: This method is so powerful!

Seeing Zheng Pingyu's veins popping up on his forehead, his breathing coming rapidly, his eyes suddenly became pleading for mercy. He looked at Lin Erdan, salivating at the corners of his mouth, but unable to speak because he clenched his teeth.

Lin Erdan had been looking at him calmly, and then he said slowly: "Zheng Pingyu, if you are going to confess, just blink hard."

Then, Zheng Xiaoran saw that Zheng Pingyu was blinking desperately!

Lin Erdan's silver needle is simply magical!

Then she saw that after Lin Erdan pulled out a silver needle, Zheng Pingyu immediately relaxed and looked much more comfortable.

Lin Erdan nodded: "Zheng Pingyu, tell me, how to contact Zheng Pingyu?"

"I'm telling you, I'm telling you everything." Zheng Pingyu completely collapsed and lost all dignity. He fell to the ground and began to confess.

Near the Chengnan Castle of Dragon City, there is an antique shop called Donghai Antiques. The owner is Jiao Wansan, a shabby middle-aged man, but everyone in the circle knows that the goods in this shop are very authentic.

Jiao Wansan was extremely rich. He had a big gold chain and a jade bracelet. He wore a custom-made Tang suit. He got up early in the morning, carrying a bird cage, and walked on the street.

Bang, someone tapped him on the shoulder. Jiao Wansan, who was humming a tune, slowly turned around and said, "Who are you?"

Hiss! He saw at a glance that among the man and woman behind him, there was Zheng Xiaoran! In secret shock, Jiao Wansan bared his teeth and smiled: "Uh, Miss Zheng? Are you going to buy antiques? Don't worry, I will definitely give it to you.

You pick the best!”

"Do you know me?" The man standing next to Zheng Xiaoran was Lin Erdan.

Jiao Wansan chuckled: "Miss Zheng family, who in the entire Dragon City doesn't know you?"

Zheng Xiaoran stared at him and said straight to the point: "Jiao Wansan, tell me how you got in touch with Dulong."

"What?" Jiao Wansan turned around and ran away! He didn't even care about the bird cage and actually threw it away!
Chapter completed!