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Chapter 364

If you talk about the most in Nanjing, you are afraid that it is the Duke Hou Mansion. After all, this was the Nandu of the Ming Dynasty. When the Qing Dynasty entered Nanjing, the honorary ministers of the Nandu first knelt down to meet the enemy, and then were expelled from the mansions they had run for generations by the Qing Dynasty. Now, most of these mansions have been cheaper than the Zheng army generals, and the Prince's Mansion has become the most beautiful Duke's Mansion in the Duke's Mansion.

Back then, in this Sensian Duke's Mansion, the Duke of Shaanxi and the nobles in Nanjing had been wandering in the lake on dragon boats, enjoying the scenery and watching operas, drinking and having fun. Now, the former Duke's Mansion has changed its owner and has become the prince's mansion. The scenery of the once abandoned mansion has recreated the magnificence of yesterday after two years of renovation.

The breeze hit, and he was in the pavilion. Zheng Jing looked at the flowers on the other side of the lake in the distance. He liked to wander in this garden the most, but as the prince, he naturally could not roam the lake like the old Duke of Shaanxi, enjoying the scenery and watching operas and drinking and having fun all day long. If he really did that, I am afraid that the prince would be the end...

"Oh, it's not because I want to trap my second brother and be unfilial, but because I'm worried about national affairs. That's how it is!"

Thinking of the reprimand that my second brother might be subject to, Zheng Jing couldn't help but sigh.

"I hope my second brother can persuade my father not to cause a big disaster."

Feng Xifan, who stood beside the prince, listened to the prince's words, quickly lowered his head, and some words were not something he, as an outsider, could say.

Just then, a guard shared a message, and the king invited the prince to enter the mansion.

When Zheng Jing hurried to the palace and walked along the corridor to Zheng Chenggong's study, he heard a sweet voice coming from not far away.

"Fourth Young Master, please slow down..."

Listening to the delicate words, Zheng Jing's heart swayed. When he looked at the flowers over there, his heart suddenly jumped. The woman in the flowers looked like a fairy, with slightly curled phoenix eyes, slender moon-shaped eyebrows, and charming lips depicting the appearance of a beauty. Especially the mind that fluctuated with her movements made Zheng Jing feel dry and dry. The woman in the flowers seemed to see someone looking at her, so she looked up and looked in the direction of her sight. When she saw who she was looking at, the woman looked slightly red, but she threw a charming look at her.

After swallowing her saliva, Zheng Jingqiang took his eyes off her body. She was the wet nurse of the fourth brother Zheng Rui, and of course she could become a wet nurse because of her proud and enchanting nature. Of course, what is even more rare is her charming appearance. Since the first time she saw her, Zheng Jing was attracted by her.

As a woman, Chen is a very smart woman. When she noticed the sight that Zheng Jing cast, out of the sensitivity of a beautiful woman, she naturally knew what was hidden in the hot sight. Two years ago, when Zheng Chenggong was in the Northern Expedition, Zheng Jing stayed in Simingzhou. At that time, she deliberately dressed up and seduced her a little, and the two hit it off and became close to each other from then on.

After that, the two maintained close physical relationships. When they were in Simingzhou, Zheng Jing was often entangled with him. If it weren't for the news of the victory of the Northern Expedition and the news that Zheng Chenggong recruited him to Nanjing, they would probably have lived a couple-like life soon.

After arriving in Nanjing, Zheng Jing naturally did not dare to be arrogant because he was by his father's side, but even so, he always thought of Chen's seductive body, and of course the charming and numb words on the bed. He always became more and more cold to his wife.

But because of his father, although Zheng Jing was impatient, he did not dare to go beyond the line. After all, Zheng Jing, who knew his father's nature, knew very well. Once his father knew about his affairs with Chen, he would be furious. At that time, let alone the position of prince, he might not even be able to save his life.

Now seeing Chen, Zheng Jing naturally thought of the entanglement between the two. The numb words seemed to ring in his ears again, but he just glanced at Chen hard and looked at her charming figure. Although his heart was very hot, he could only take back his eyes and walk towards his father's study.

After a while, Zheng Jing hurried into Zheng Chenggong's study. Seeing Zheng Chenggong sitting there with his face raised, and his second brother knelt on the side, with the Yin Bao spreading on the table. Zheng Jing immediately cried that something was wrong. He originally wanted to defend himself, but his father's years of prestige made Zheng Jing suddenly become timid, especially after being stared at by Zheng Chenggong for a while, even his legs were shaking involuntarily, and his voice seemed to be not smooth.

"Father, King of Father and Son, you asked me to have it, what's the matter?"

Seeing his son's expression, he didn't even need to ask him again, Zheng Chenggong had already fully understood that the second child did not wrongly accuse him. Since this kid had the courage to do it, wouldn't he have the courage to accept such consequences? Seeing his timid appearance, Zheng Chenggong was even more dissatisfied. The one he usually hates the most was such a cowardly person.

The previous dissatisfaction, coupled with Zheng Jing's cowardly performance at this time, made Zheng Chenggong suddenly become angry, slapped the table hard, and shouted loudly.

"This... is the good thing you do!"

After saying that, with a wiping of his hand, the newspaper was pushed out of the table and landed on Zheng Jing's heels. Zheng Jing looked down and saw that it was the newspaper he handed over to his second brother. His face immediately turned dark. When Yu Guang saw his second brother kneeling beside him, he felt dissatisfied.

This kid has failed to accomplish anything...

But now is not the time to remember these things. Zheng Jing knew that the matter had been exposed now. If he wanted to obtain the forgiveness of his father, he could only admit his mistakes and be punished. It would be absolutely impossible to be punished. The more he was cursed, the more he would arouse his father's dissatisfaction, so he kowtowed and said immediately.

"My son is wrong, I deserve to die!"

"You beast!"

Zheng Chenggong kicked Zheng Jing with a sudden kick. Although the nineteen-year-old Zheng Jing was kicked several feet away, he knelt again, kneeled in front of his father, and let Zheng Chenggong kick him without evading or making any defense.

"You guy who deceives your father, I've killed you!"

Zheng Chenggong beat him seven or eight times in a row, but still couldn't relieve his hatred. He continued to beat his son hard and scolded him.

"Your thoughts are so cruel. For your own selfishness, you actually assassinate your brother and plot against me. So viciously, the Zheng family's family business will be defeated by you sooner or later!"

As he fought, Zheng Chenggong felt tired. Seeing that Zheng Jing neither explained nor avoided him, he sighed heavily. At this moment, he even had the idea of ​​changing the prince.

Just when this thought emerged, Zheng Jing explained that he saw that his father no longer beat him.

"Father!"

Zheng Jing knew very well that if there was no explanation, he would probably not be able to be the prince.

"My second brother is one of my brothers. How could I harm him as my elder brother? But the situation is like this now. My uncle has led the army to the north. If my father resolutely leads his troops to Jiangbei when the two generals Gan Wan led their troops back to Nanjing, I will only be afraid that my father will be the sinner in the world!"

Zheng Jing said while kowtowing.

"My son knows that the father is devoted to the Ming Dynasty. Even if the uncle is wrong, it seems to the world today that when the uncle leads his troops to the north, if the father sends troops to Jiangbei, he will definitely be trapped in the great cause of the Northern Expedition. How can the father explain to the people of the world?"

When he spoke something seemed polite and polite, his expression was full of righteousness and a slight selfishness.

"You, you..."

Zheng Jing's explanation only made Zheng Chenggong feel depressed, and he even felt a sweet voice, as if his blood was surging.

He did not believe his son's explanation, but he knew that his son was telling the truth. If he led his troops north, then Zheng Chenggong would definitely be the sinner in the world!

"That's why my son is like this!"

Zheng Jing kowtowed and cried.

"Even if the father kills his son, he cannot sit idly by and watch his father make a big mistake!"

Another big mistake made Zheng Chenggong's heart even more depressed. The blood only forced him to shout, but in the end he swallowed the blood that rushed into his throat, and then said to his son in a deep voice:

"Go and invite all your gentlemen. I want to... I want to personally conquer Fujian..."

In the evening of that day, Zheng Shixi asked in confusion when facing his brother who was pale and had almost no trace of blood in the palace.

"I really don't understand why my brother insists on incoming Fujian in person?"

Zheng Shixi could not understand why his brother had to personally conquer Fujian at this time. Even at a previous meeting, Zheng Chenggong had explained that he had personally conquer Fujian to avoid the world's accusation of accusing him of Zheng Chenggong of obstructing the Northern Expedition, and the other was to enable Fujian, Zhejiang and Jiangnan to form one, and then seize Guangdong.

In Zheng Shixi's opinion, this reason is a bit too far-fetched and does not look like his elder brother's style at all.

"Fifth brother..."

Zheng Chenggong, who was in a deep mood, looked into the distance and smiled bitterly.

"You said, how sure is Li Linchuan successful in this Northern Expedition?"

"This...well, you're at least six points!"

Zheng Shixi thought for a while and added.

"Now Chengren is supporting Kaifeng, I think he should be 70% sure!"

"If Chengren does not move, Li Linchuan will only have five points to be sure. After all, the main force of the Qing army has not been lost. Once Li Linchuan goes east to Taihang, the Qing army will definitely gather heavy troops to fight with the capital to fight him. But now Chengren moves, the Qing army and the enemy will be attacked from both sides. If it is not bad for brothers, at most next spring, the rivers and mountains of the Central Plains will be re-emerged!"

For many years, this was Zheng Chenggong's wish, but for some reason, he couldn't laugh at all, not only because he was completely "excluded" in this Northern Expedition, but more importantly, he found that he was trapped in an extremely delicate situation.

Seeing that his fifth brother seemed a little puzzled, Zheng Chenggong sighed and then said.
Chapter completed!
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