Daming Greedy Wolf Star

Chapter 68 Come Find Money!
Zhu Zhanhe sat on the side of the boat, felt the thing in his arms, and couldn't help expressing emotion.

If you want to say this ginger, it has to be old and spicy.

He was once again given a trick by the old man, making him know that there was a big hole in front of him, but he had no choice but to jump down.

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhanhe suddenly had a strange idea.

Is my father the old man's own?Or is it that he was not born to his father?Why do you ask me to do such annoying things?

At dusk, Zhu Zhanhe jumped off the boat, looking at the busy pier in front of him, Zhu Zhanhe let out a long sigh.

"Let's go."

"Yes!" ×3.

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The next day, early in the morning.

As the last big wharf before the junction of the canal and the Yangtze River, Yangzhou Mansion is naturally busy.

Every day from early morning to curfew, it almost never stops. Busy figures of people come and go, or come and go, or pass through this Yangzhou capital.

However, in the usual mediocrity, no one noticed that earth-shaking changes had taken place in Yangzhou Mansion.

Yangzhou Government Office.

"Is it all here?" Zhu Zhanhe hastily glanced at the mountain of materials in front of him, and looked at Wang Zheng, the magistrate of Yangzhou who was kneeling below and shivering.

"Return...Return to His Royal Highness, all...here." Wang Zheng was trembling and stuttered several times.

"Hmm..." Zhu Zhanhe nodded, reached into his bosom, and took out something.He threw it out casually.

"It's up to you next."

"Yes!" Ji Gang took the token thrown by Zhu Zhanhe, bowed in a serious manner, and then quickly left with the people.

That's right, Ji Gang, that is Ji Gang, the Commander of Jinyiwei.

As a gesture, in order to verify his own thoughts, Zhu Zhanhe entered the palace and wanted to find the old man to verify.

However, Zhu Zhanhe didn't see the old man, but the old man's personal eunuch, Little Nose, handed him a token, and said that it was the old man's confession, and he would hand over the token when he came to the palace to ask for an audience. give him.

At this time, Zhu Zhanhe confirmed his thoughts.

What I, or should say, my family and my uncle's family did was within the old man's expectations and under control.

Holding the token of the old man, Zhu Zhanhe went directly to Fusi of Beizhen in Jinyiwei.

Jinyiwei has two township divisions in the north and the south, and five guards under its jurisdiction. It is the spy agency of the Emperor Zhili. It can be said that it is notorious and can stop children from crying at night.

But there is one thing, that is, the North and South Town Fusi seem to be two identical institutions, but the difference can be said to be cloud and mud.

Unlike Nanzhen Fusi, Beizhen Fusi passed on cases appointed by the emperor, and had its own prison, which is the famous edict prison. It also had the right to arrest, torture, and execute on its own without going through judicial agencies such as the Ministry of Punishment. .

The token that Zhu Zhanhe got was the token that could mobilize Jinyiwei Beizhen Fusi. Besides, when Zhu Zhanhe arrived, Jinyiwei's commander Ji Gang had already brought 2000 people waiting for him .

"Alas..." Sitting on the seat in the government office that belonged to the prefect, Zhu Zhanhe couldn't help sighing while looking at the shivering prefect Wang Zheng below.

He used to always feel that he was different from others, that he could escape in this chaotic era and be an idle prince, but now he found that he was still too naive.

In fact, he was wrong from the very beginning.

He shouldn't be in the old man's sight, as long as he is stared at by the old man, then you are doomed to swirl in this whirlpool, unable to control yourself.

But he can't help it.

If he doesn't think of a way, then his father Zhu Gaoxu will slowly fall into the abyss with the progress of history, until his eldest nephew and Zhu Zhanji's cousin Zhu Zhanji make a famous dish of crock pot chicken.

"Alas..." Thinking of this, Zhu Zhanhe sighed again.

He was fine, but his two sighs frightened the prefect Wang Zheng who was kneeling below.

"What are you afraid of?" Zhu Zhanhe looked at the trembling Wang Zheng below, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"You are dead on both sides, and the method of death has basically been determined, so what are you afraid of?"

"Tell me about you, why didn't you think about the result when you were greedy? Now you're getting scared?"

Wang Zheng didn't dare to speak, but the trembling on his body gradually stopped visible to the naked eye.

Zhu Zhanhe is right. According to the law of the Ming Dynasty, greedy for 60 taels of silver is death. He is the magistrate of Yangzhou Prefecture, which can be said to be the fattest place in the world. How many times.

Not to mention the peeling of the real grass, the house will have to be ransacked after the end, and the whole family will be implicated.

"Tell me, is there anything that you are confident that Jin Yiwei can't find out, if the value is really enough, I don't mind giving you a little way out."

Looking at Wang Zheng who had calmed down, Zhu Zhanhe threw out that very tempting bait like a tiny little devil.

"You also said that my ending is already doomed, so is it useful to say so?" Wang Zheng laughed at himself.

"Will you keep me alive? Or will you let me escape?"

"Don't even think about it!" Zhu Zhanhe refuted Wang Zheng's words without hesitation.

"You know how serious your crimes are. Let alone your nine clans, even the ant nest in your house has to be poured with boiling water, and the eggs have to be shaken to yellow."

"Still alive? You think a lot! At most, I will leave you a descendant."

"I remember, you have a daughter who is not yet one year old, right?"

Wang Zheng raised his head abruptly, staring fixedly at Zhu Zhanhe's young face.

He didn't dare to make a decision for a while, because he wasn't sure whether the ten-year-old Zhu Zhanhe's words were effective.

If it was in private, he would have believed it, but now it is different, Jin Yiwei is the one who handles this matter, and the commander Ji Gang personally handles it.

The Jinyiwei of the Zhili emperor will help a Han prince to hide the truth from the emperor?Give me a break.

"What are you hesitating about?" Zhu Zhanhe leaned back in his chair with a smile, looking at the hesitant Wang Zheng.

"Whether my words count or not, trust me is your only way out."

"If you don't believe me, you have to die, and all the nine clans have to die."

"Trust me, although the possibility is almost impossible, but what if?"

"I said..." Wang Zheng sat slumped on the ground, losing control of his expression.

Zhu Zhanhe's two sentences were like the last straw that broke the camel's back, making Wang Zheng completely let go of his guard.

If Zhu Zhanhe didn't say these words, then he planned to take the things he knew to the Underworld. Anyway, he would die anyway, and he didn't want the person who killed him to have a good time.

But it is different now.

He also knew that the credibility of Zhu Zhanhe's words was infinitely close to zero, but he still wanted to grasp that sliver of hope.

As Zhu Zhanhe said, what if?
　Hmm... the symptoms of diarrhea have been relieved a lot, but the chrysanthemum seems to be broken,
　
(End of this chapter)