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Volume 1 549 Family Business

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    Piaotian Literature When he came out of Ma Shiying's mansion, Zhu Chenggong was in a trance, as if he was in a dream.  He and his wife were married when they were young, and their eldest son Zheng Jing is now seven years old.  He has a good wife and several concubines who are all outstanding in appearance. He has never thought about how to hang out outside.  He just wants to turn this precarious situation around with his own hands and become a hero who stands upright.

    ¡°I never thought that after being drunk, I would have an affair with the queen for no apparent reason, and now I have given birth to a prince!  Ma Shiying looked at him like a grandson-in-law. Although he was harsh at first, his tone became gentler later on.  Ma Shiying hoped that he would serve the country loyally, and Ma Shiying hoped that he would contact his friends in the military to support the establishment of the crown prince From Ma Shiying's words, it is not difficult to see that times have changed, and now the chief minister's thoughts have gradually changed.  In the past, there may have been thoughts of deposing the emperor and establishing oneself, but that has completely changed now.  Because his granddaughter gave birth to the only prince, and none of his sons were promising, he wanted to continue to be loyal to the Ming Dynasty and continue to be Guo Ziyi of the Ming Dynasty.  Even now, I am starting to make arrangements for my death.

    Ma Shiying said that he was old and his body and bones were no longer used.  One son is more useless than the other, and he has offended too many people between the government and the public in recent years. I think it will harm future generations after his death.  Ma Shiying placed her hope on Zhu Chenggong, hoping that Zhu Chenggong could support the 'Prince' to ascend the throne in the future, and hoped that he could take care of the Ma family when the Ma family was in trouble

    Riding on the Arabian horse presented by the Australians, Zhu Chenggong had many thoughts and his whole mind was in a mess.  How did things come to be like this?  He originally only wanted to be a famous general and regain the country.  After reorganizing the mountains and rivers, he returned home happily.  Go to Australia, go to Annan.  Become a rich man and live a peaceful pastoral life.  But the cruel reality.  But he was firmly tied to this court.

    Although so many years have passed, Zhu Chenggong still remembers what he learned in Australia.  He read and heard.  And I saw with my own eyes that another model of political power besides imperial power was so vigorous and changing with each passing day.  If the Ming Dynasty lost its imperial power, what would it look like like Australia?

    Ideals and fetters are entangled in my mind.  Turning into thousands of thoughts, Zhu Chenggong had a splitting headache for a while.  It was as if Mount Tai was pressing down on his shoulders, so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

    Seeing that he was about to reach the door of his house, Zhu Chenggong suddenly turned his horse and walked back: "Send someone to tell Madam. I will have dinner at my third uncle's place tonight."

    "yes!"

    A guard trotted towards the door, while Zhu Chenggong led the guard far away and knocked on the door of his third uncle Zheng Hongkui's house.

    Zhu Chenggong left the adjutant and bodyguard in the gatehouse and went to the back house on his own without any notification.  Turning around the moon gate, I saw a courtyard with some flowers and plants planted around it and the ground was paved with blue bricks.  In front of the house where the glass windows have been replaced.  Pull out a long piece of wire and hang it on a pole.  At the end is an incandescent light.  Under the bright lights, moths and mosquitoes fluttered around.  Third uncle Zheng Hongkui put his hands on his hips.  He was looking up with his neck raised, as if he was observing the sky at night?

    "Third uncle? What are you" The two of them are about the same age. They grew up playing together. They say they are uncles and nephews, but in fact they are more like friends.  Therefore, Zhu Chenggong spoke a lot more casually.

    "Damu is here? When will you return to Beijing? Sit down casually. By chance, your aunt is cooking the pork belly today. Let's eat it here tonight." Zheng Hongkui answered casually, without even turning his head, still maintaining his four-dimensional attitude.  The posture of looking at the sky at a fifteen-degree angle.  He was still muttering: "There's no reason, it's cloudy today"

    I looked up in surprise and saw a boy on the roof holding an antenna and posing around it.

    "Sir, why don't we forget about it today? I'm really tired."

    "Nonsense! Yesterday, I just talked about how Wuzhangyuan died before leaving the army. How did Shu defeat Sima Yi's army? It is a critical moment, how can you just say you won't listen and just stop listening?" Zheng Hongkui scolded.

    "Third uncle, what are you busy with?"

    Zheng Hongkui sighed and pointed to the long box placed on the coffee table next to him: "The Australians' new gadget, the radio. They say they have built a transmission tower in Hong Kong, but they can also receive it in Nanjing. But this thing is intermittent.  It rains continuously on cloudy days, but on sunny days, there is no sound. Do you think evil is evil?" He waved his hand and said, "That's all, it's a pity to stop it for today"

    As he was talking, he heard a hoarse voice coming from the squeaking radio box: "Sima Yi took a look, good guy, who is that person opposite Zhuge Liang? He shouted, 'Someone has fallen into the trap',  Immediately ordered the troops to retreat. This is really a dead Zhuge who scares away a living dead horse. If you want to know what happens next, let's listen to the next chapter!"

    Zheng Hongkui stared at the radio angrily, and after a long while he said: "It's over? Is it over? Damn it! Boy, come down here, you must not be doing your best, otherwise how could you wait until this story is finished before you finish it?"??  Look, sir, I won¡¯t beat you to death today!  "

    The boy on the roof was so frightened that he could not speak. He just held up the antenna and did not dare to move at all.

    Maybe he realized that there was something wrong with him losing his temper. He sighed and waved his hand at the boy: "Get out of here, master, and don't let me look at you!"

    The little Si Ma slipped out of the room and ran away.

    Zheng Hongkui drank a cup of tea, and then said with some embarrassment: "I am addicted to it. It has been more than a month since I listened to "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" by Liu Minzhen. When did you return to the capital?"

    "It's noon today."

    "When I first came back, I didn't want to go home to reunite with my wife and children, but I came here to meet your third uncle Yes, Da Mu has become filial." Zheng Hongkui said with a smile.

    Zhu Chenggong smiled bitterly.

    "Your father sent a telegram yesterday, asking if everything is alright in the capital. He said that if things don't go well, he might as well quit his job and go to Annan." Zheng Hongkui shook his cattail leaf fan and said, "Brother is hoping that you will go to Annan to help."  He lends a helping hand. Speaking of which, I opened up territory in Annan, and my son is loyal to the Ming Dynasty. What do you want?"

    "Third uncle, don't talk about me, aren't you staying in Nanjing too?" Zhu Chenggong retorted.

    "I'm different." Zheng Hongkui narrowed his eyes and said, "You and your father have a father-son relationship, and your father and I have a brother-to-heart relationship. Listening to the eldest brother's recent comments, he is thinking about becoming the king. If you go back, you will be considered the heir apparent. I will go back  What does it count? A minister or a king side by side? Originally, brothers were harmonious, but I am afraid that after I pass, no matter how good brothers are, they will end up killing each other."

    Zhu Chenggong remained silent and did not answer the question.  He knew very well what kind of temperament his father Zheng Zhilong had.  If the third uncle goes back, I am afraid that not only will he not be reused, but he will be even more vigilant.  Whether he is called king or emperor, what is passed down and what is fought over is the family property.  Obviously, in the view of his father Zheng Zhilong, the third uncle is definitely a strong contender to be the heir to the Zheng family business.

    Third uncle was born in Wu Juren, but he had already seen through this, so he would rather continue to be the commander of Fusi in Beizhen for the Ming Dynasty than go back to share wealth with Zheng Zhilong.

    Family business These days, almost everything is related to family business.  Ma Shiying valued herself and wooed her for the sake of the family fortune; the queen also for the sake of the family fortune, but unlike the third uncle, the family fortune that the two planned was too big.  That is the entire Ming Dynasty!

    After pondering for a long time, Zhu Chenggong finally made up his mind and said: "Third uncle, my nephew has something to tell you."

    "If you don't go to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing, you will know that your kid won't see your third uncle come if you have nothing to do. Tell me, what's the matter?"

    Zhu Chenggong said nothing and glanced around.

    "Hi, mysterious." Zheng Hongkui waved his hand, and the two serving maids stepped back.  "Can you tell me this time?"

    "Last monththe queen gave birth to a prince." Zhu Chenggong spoke with difficulty.

    "Yes." Zheng Hongkui responded casually, picked up the teapot and brought it to his mouth.

    "That prince is my son."

    "Pfft~" Zheng Hongkui spit out a sip of tea and stared at his nephew with wide eyes: "You say it again?"

    "I saidthe prince ismy son."

    Zheng Hongkui reached out with his right hand and touched Zhu Chenggong's forehead: "I don't have a fever. What nonsense are you talking about at night?"

    Zhu Chenggong was anxious: "Third uncle, everything my nephew said is true. When I returned to Beijing last year, His Majesty summoned me and gave him a banquet. My nephew was not paying attention for a moment and fell drunk When he woke up, the person next to him was the queen. Do the math.  Time" He couldn't continue.  He pursed his lips, suppressed his blushing face, and said: "The chief assistant said something to me again today. My nephew is upset now and really doesn't know what to do. So I came to ask my third uncle for an idea.  "

    "You said the prince is" Zheng Hongkui suddenly realized that his voice was too high, and quickly lowered his voice and said, "Is he your son?"

    "yes."

    "Is it absolutely true?"

    "It's absolutely true."

    "Yes." Zheng Hongkui responded and frowned.  First he took a few sips of tea, then took out a pack of cigarettes and gave one to Zhu Chenggong.  Light the fire and smoke.  But whether it was Zheng Hongkui or Zhu Chenggong, the fingers holding the cigarette were trembling slightly.  This is a serious matter, and if you don't pay attention, you will be in catastrophe.

    Until the cigarette butt became hot to his hands, Zheng Hongkui suddenly threw the cigarette butt away and whispered: "Does anyone else know about this?"

    "It seems that Mr. Chief Assistanthas taken care of it properly."

    Zheng Hongkui let out a long breath, and then cursed for a long time in Fujian dialect.  After venting his feelings, Zheng Hongkui said with a smile: "Damn it, since no one knows, are you still afraid of a bird?"In the past, the emperor changed his position, and the civet cat exchanged for the prince I didn't expect that the only bloodline of the emperor was actually from my Zheng family.  This business is worth it!  Just wait, I'll send a telegram right away No, telegrams are easy to leak.  When I take leave, I will go to Annan myself.  Hey, I think if my eldest brother learns about this, he will laugh even in his dreams.  What kind of bullshit is King Annan?  How could it be better than the Emperor of Ming Dynasty!  "

    Looking at the overly excited third uncle, Zhu Chenggong lamented, today I'm afraid he found the wrong person.  (To be continued)
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