However, Zheng Huailuo dared not speak out, and even smiled when he spoke, for fear of angering the cold-faced Yan Luo in front of him. Who knew what the other party could do?

After all, this person is always crazy!

Qin Zheng and Zheng Huailuo have been working with him for many years. Just looking at his expression, he could tell what the other party meant. He just sneered and said, "Come on, don't go back if you don't get drunk."

He said this and added: "Don't worry, not only Hongxiuzhao has good wine, Chang'an Tower can also make you enjoy the drink."

This man was black-bellied and vicious. If he was not his immediate boss, Zheng Huailuo would guarantee that he would be able to kill him.

However, now, he dared not speak out, and could only say angrily: "What you said is that I must have enough money tonight!"

No need to spend his Master Zheng’s money, it’s useless to drink it!

What's more, he can make the cowards brave and drink too much before he can tell clichés. When he asks, what setbacks Qin Zheng suffered?

After all, there are often red sleeves, but Qin Zheng’s jokes are not often there!

Thinking of this, Zheng Huailuo felt much better again. He smiled and picked up the wine glass and said, "Criminal Master, I wish you."

Seeing him like this, Qin Zheng only saw the proposal and knew that he was definitely thinking about something.

But he was indeed a little bored tonight, so he refused to refuse anyone who persuaded him to drink.

However, in most of the hour, the three of them had already drunk three jars of wine.

Zheng Huailuo did not expect that he would be the first to get drunk.

"You said it!"

Zheng Huailuo suddenly slapped the table, his eyes turned red, he stared at Qin Zheng, and asked, "Don't I just don't want to marry a wife? I'm forced by them so much! When I was born, wouldn't there be any use except for leaving a family for the Zheng family and continuing the family line!"

When he talked about it, his eyes became redder and his head lowered, and his whole body was both depressed and pitiful.

Seeing him like this, Qin Zheng knew that he was drunk. Jiang Daochen, who was beside him, patted him on the shoulder, then gave him a cup of tea and put it in front of him, saying, "Drink a little water."

Zheng Huailuo looked down and obediently picked up the teacup and drank it clean. He wiped his mouth. His voice became more and more desolate: "I actually didn't want to get married on purpose, I just... I'm just unwilling to give up..."

His father married five or six concubines in his life and gave birth to a bunch of sisters for him. When he got a son like himself, he was raised by a treasure.

And his sisters are indeed good to him.

But to be honest, when it comes to the strange families in Shangjing, he thinks that the Zheng family can definitely be ranked first. After all, there is still so harmonious with wives and concubines. There is probably no one except their family?

But growing up in such an environment made Zheng Huailuo feel that he had only one function left.

If a single seedling cannot grow vigorously and spread the leaves in this land, then his seedling will be sorry for everyone's expectations. Every person can drown him if he spits out stars.

But why?

In addition to being the son of the Zheng family, he is also alone.

A living person.

He worked so hard to enter the officialdom and worked so hard to work hard in Dali Temple, in addition to revitalizing the family, he had another purpose.

That is fulfilling his wish.

Even if that wish is a bit exaggerated.

"I just hope that I am worthy of the books of sages I read, and that I am worthy of being the right way in my heart. I hope that in the future, someone mentioned Mr. Zheng from Dali Temple to praise him for being honest and honest. Instead, letting others think of me, they will only say, Oh, that useless fool, the only function is to renew the incense for the Zheng family."

Zheng Huailuo also knew that he was drunk. He lowered his head and smiled bitterly. Although his eyes were wet, he was a man who never cried.

He took a deep breath, raised his head again, looked at Qin Zheng and the others and said, "Brother Jiang, I'm not afraid of you making jokes. Although I like to bicker with you the most on weekdays, I actually envy you the most and admire you the most."

For a woman, he can go to [     www.bequge.xyz] now alone.

Although he had never experienced such a relationship, he was even more envious of it.

"I hope that one day I will get married not to pass on the Zheng family's family, not to reassure my parents, but to tell myself upright, because I am pleased with her."

Because this is his life.

Zheng Huailuo has never said these words to anyone.

Even if he went to Hongxiuzhao, he didn't really like the girls there. He was just tired of the elders' urging him to get married, but he had nowhere to go.

He would rather make his family think that he was a playboy who was nostalgic for the flower building than say these ideas.

Because he didn't say it, he just got ridiculous comments.

Yes, isn't it just ridiculous?

In the eyes of the old man, he is a man. Even if he has not met a girl he likes for the time being, how can he prevent him from getting married?

Furthermore, it is normal for men to have three wives and four concubines. If you marry too many times, don’t you know who you love?

Seeing Zheng Huailuo's voice low, Jiang Daochen didn't know what to say for a moment, but just reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

Qin Zheng listened to his words and drank the remaining wine in the glass.

He became more awake when the strong alcohol entered his throat.

In the end, except for Jiang Daochen, the other two were drunk.

Unlike Qin Zheng, Zheng Huailuo fell asleep on the table. Seeing this, Jiang Daochen called the waiter to open the room and threw Zheng Huailuo in.

Then he asked Qin Zheng: "You are here to deal with me for one night?"

When you go back at this time, not to mention it, it’s still troublesome.

Hearing this, Qin Zheng shook his head and said lightly: "No need, I'm back home."

Seeing that he was determined to leave, Jiang Daochen instructed the coachman a few words. After his frame left, he turned around and returned to the room.

But after he closed the door, he looked at the crescent moon outside the window, but his eyebrows and eyes were filled with sorrow.

...

When the Xicheng Military Affairs Office tried the Fang Qing case, even though it was not publicly tried, just one day later, the rumors spread widely and almost spread throughout the corners of Shangjing.

It would be fine if it was just a discussion among the people in the city. After all, the common people would not affect the fate of those big names.

But these things came to the ears of the Censorate.

The old guys at the Censorate have nothing to do every day. Now the sea is peaceful and the rivers are clear and the officials are mostly honest. They urgently need to do something to prove that they are not idle food.

So, when he learned that Qin Zhao favored his concubine and killed his wife, he was immediately excited as if he was injected with chicken blood.

Early the next morning, the genused memorial was presented before the emperor's Dragon Case.

The Censorate is different from all officials. It has the right to go beyond the cabinet and directly write to the emperor.

Because of the first memorial from the beginning of the year, almost everyone of the old men in the Censorate polished it and wrote thousands of words in a slew-like manner, from the previous dynasty to the present dynasty, from Emperor Wu to the present, from officials to the common people, and even from family affairs to state affairs, in short, the severity of this matter has been greatly increased by several degrees.

And Qin Zhao was scolded by them almost became an unforgivable sinner.

The emperor was a little early, and those who read the memorials wanted to yawn. After all, there have been few major events recently. The memorials submitted by officials are not just flattering me, and even the flowers in the Imperial Heaven Prison are good blooming, which is auspicious sign.

Unexpectedly, he yawned and planned to hand over all the useless memorials to the cabinet and the Sili Supervisor for approval. After finishing the matter, he saw such a very strange memorial.

Just holding it will have weight, and such a thick stack is just a memorial, which is really amazing.

After seeing the above content, the emperor wondered if he hadn't woken up.

The charge mentioned above should be that Qin Zhao colludes with the enemy and treason, rather than favoring concubines and destroying his wife?

Otherwise, these words would be so harsh that the emperor would feel that even if Qin Zhao was sentenced to death, it would not be a loss?

After reading the content quickly, he thought about it, and then called Qiao Chu to come over and ask questions.

After making a clear sense of the cause and effect, the emperor sneered.

Logically speaking, Qin Zhao's matter is either big or small.

But bad things are bad things, they are big or small.

The size is only between the emperor's thoughts.

The incident of Qin Zhao and greed was last year. At that time, the emperor picked it up and put it down for Qin Zheng's sake, but at that time he was already a little dissatisfied with Qin Zhao.

Now, the other party has brought the charges himself. Can the emperor give up if he doesn't punish him?

Of course it cannot be.
Chapter completed!