Chapter 299: Embroidered Uniform

A moment later, Mei Qinghe brought back a young man in a flying fish suit, tied up like a zongzi.

The young man was still struggling, saying.

"Battalion Commander Mei, Battalion Commander Mei, what are you doing! I still have official business to attend to, you tied me up directly in front of my subordinates, how can I hold my head up in the future!"

"Who told you to do this? Brother Miao or my father? Put me down first, put me down! Do you hear me!"

"Are you deaf!?"

Mei Qinghe didn't speak, just walked forward.

When they reached Zhu Zai's duty room, Mei Qinghe didn't care about the relationship between Zhu Zai and the young man at all, raised her hand and threw him on the ground, and bowed.

"Commander-in-Chief, the person is brought."

The young man also shouted with a grievance.

"Father! What are you doing!"

But he didn't expect that as soon as he opened his mouth, Zhu Zai threw the paperweight on the table, hitting him directly on the head. He let out a cry of pain, and blood flowed from his forehead.

"You still have the face to ask!"

Zhu Zai roared.

"If Li Miao hadn't happened to take a trip to Guangxin Prefecture and happened to run into that Luo Mingcheng, would you have caused an even bigger mess later!"

"You even dare to sell the Ming Cult's things! Why don't you go and dig up the ancestral grave of our Zhu family and sell it!"

"Is there anything else you don't dare to sell!"

Hearing Zhu Zai's words, the young man's face turned pale instantly, and he hung his head and didn't speak.

Zhu Zai kicked over the chair, walked back and forth, and pointed at his nose to continue scolding.

"If you are short of money, go ask your mother! If you want to be promoted, I have plenty of fat vacancies for you to choose from! If someone bullies you, Li Miao will naturally stand up for you!"

"Your second-rate martial arts, third-rate means, and unranked brain, if I hadn't forcibly promoted you, where would you be qualified to be this Battalion Commander!"

"Investigating the strongholds of the Ming Cult thieves, Li Miao's own people didn't do this kind of errand, but left it to you. How did you do it! Ah!?"

"If you had just embezzled the money yourself, I wouldn't even bother to care about you! But you, you!"

Zhu Zai was so angry that he couldn't even speak for a while.

The young man, his own son Zhu Yijing, opened his mouth carefully.

"No, Father, listen to my explanation—I didn't do it for money."

"I, I saw that you were not on good terms with those civil officials, so I thought, should we also insert a few people on their side... I didn't want money."

"I took the Ming Cult's money and bought an official position from Luo Mingcheng, but that was to insert an insider on their side, which might be useful in the future... I wanted to tell you after it was done..."

As soon as Zhu Yijing said this, Zhu Zai's eyes went black, and even Mei Qinghe on the side glanced at him strangely.

Heaven pity, Zhu Zai was smart for a lifetime, the Embroidered Uniform Guard Commander-in-Chief who was majestic before the Imperial Mausoleum affair, and even more powerful in the court after the Imperial Mausoleum affair—but he didn't expect that he was born to be overcome by his "son."

"Idiot! Idiot!"

Zhu Zai roared.

"Using the things of rebels to make deals with opponents, using the vacancies arranged by opponents to insert insiders... you might as well just send your head to them to chop off!"

"Mei Qinghe!"

Mei Qinghe bowed: "Subordinate is here."

"Colluding with foreign enemies, failing to perform duties, according to the Embroidered Uniform Guard family law, what should be done!"

Mei Qinghe didn't hesitate at all and choked Zhu Zai half to death.

"Beheading in public, exterminating the family."

Zhu Zai slapped his forehead.

Forgot, the one standing below the hall is not Li Miao, but this blockhead.

Zhu Zai was angry, but this was his own son. Besides, if he really followed the Embroidered Uniform Guard family law, he and his wife, these two relatives, would also have to be "exterminated."

Facing a fool and a blockhead, Zhu Zai couldn't vent his anger and had to find a step for himself.

"Forget it, forget it."

Zhu Zai waved his hand.

"Mei Qinghe, take him down, whip him fifty times, and send him home to recover from his injuries."

"Does anyone else know about this?"

Mei Qinghe shook her head.

"The Regional Commander sent the letter directly, You Zi'ang brought it back personally, no one else has seen it except you."

Zhu Zai waved his hand.

"Then that's it, take this little beast out. Hand the letter to An Ziyang and let him handle the aftermath, kill those who should be killed, and don't leave any hidden dangers."

Mei Qinghe nodded, picked up Zhu Yijing, who was shouting "injustice," and walked out.

Zhu Zai sighed long, and when both were far away, he waved his hand to close the door in the air, got up and walked to the hall and squatted down.

He reached out to pick up the blood Zhu Yijing left on the ground, clenched it into a fist and held it to his chest, and after a long while, sighed again.

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"Battalion Commander Zhu, we are here."

Mei Qinghe lifted the sedan curtain and said to the pale Zhu Yijing.

"The Commander-in-Chief said that to avoid worrying the old lady, he will tell her that you are on official business. You can recover from your injuries here, your usual servants have been transferred over, and there are guards watching here."

"You can rest assured to recover from your injuries, after half a month, if you think clearly, send a letter, and the Commander-in-Chief will see you."

After saying that, she didn't care about Zhu Yijing's hostile gaze, arranged for people to help Zhu Yijing into the door, explained the matter clearly, and then turned and left.

Let's say Zhu Yijing was helped to the bed by his book boy, and seeing no one else, he could no longer hold back, and resentment and dissatisfaction appeared on his face.

"Jin Yi, do you think I was born in the wrong womb, do you think I owed my father a debt in my previous life, and I am here to pay it back as his son in this life?"

"If I don't do things, he scolds me, and if I do things, he also scolds me. I reported to him before doing things, he scolded me as an idiot, I thought about telling him after it was done, and I was whipped fifty times!"

"They all say that fat water doesn't flow to outsiders' fields. He is now covering the sky with one hand in the court, but the position of Regional Commander is given to an outsider. If an outsider says something wrong about me, he wants to shout and kill me... what is the point of being father and son!"

The book boy reached out and dipped in the ointment, stretched out fingers as delicate as green onions, and applied the ointment to his back little by little.

"Young Master, how can there be overnight hatred between father and son?"

"Let outsiders handle the errands, you enjoy the blessings at home, anyway, the family business will be handed over to you in the future, why are you in such a hurry?"

Zhu Yijing was suddenly anxious.

"I thought the same way before, do you think I want to fight with Brother Miao? What kind of person is he? A person who started killing at nine, led a team to wipe out a sect at fourteen, and grew up drinking human blood and eating human flesh!"

"If it were in the past, the errand would be given to him, the money would belong to me, I could still mix in a leisure position under his shade, naturally there is nothing to fight for, anyway, the official position cannot be inherited."

"But now, my father clearly has the possibility of... succeeding!"

He lowered his voice.

"If I don't do anything, don't care about anything, and just mix day by day. In the future, when the old man retires, can Brother Miao obey me? And how can I obey the crowd?"

"Even if I do it wrong, it's better than doing nothing!"

While talking, the book boy finished applying the medicine and sighed.

"The slave just hopes the young master is well... seeing this blood, the slave's heart is broken..."

After saying that, she shed tears.

Zhu Yijing felt heartache, didn't care about the injury on his back, took her into his arms, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Sigh, Jin Yi, only you understand me."

"If you had a clean background, I would definitely marry you properly, and you wouldn't have to pretend to be a book boy every day."

The book boy leaned in his arms and said softly.

"Just meeting the young master is enough for the slave... how can I ask for more?"

The two leaned for a while, Zhu Yijing seemed to remember something and said softly.

"Jin Yi, I have checked your family... they left the capital years ago, and there has been no news since then. Only your original surname was found, which is Liu."

"You are Liu Jinyi."

The book boy responded without answering.

Zhu Yijing didn't see that in his arms, Liu Jinyi's expression was completely restrained, leaving only a face without a trace of emotion.

After a while, Zhu Yijing fell into a deep sleep holding Liu Jinyi.

Liu Jinyi pushed him away, walked to the window naked, raised her hand, and a carrier pigeon flew over.

She took off the letter tube, took out the note and read it, swallowed it, turned around and looked coldly at Zhu Yijing sleeping on the bed.

"Liu Jinyi."

"Liu Jin, Yi."

Shedding the skin of clothes, Liu Jinyi, only Liu Jin remained.

Or rather, Liu Jin.

Liu Jin was expressionless and thought to himself.

"Yingzhou, a thousand-year overseas inheritance."

"Perhaps there are experts stronger than that thief Li Miao... it would not be a loss to be a help, I should make contact."

"If I can borrow this to divert that thief Li Miao, maybe I can set things right, catch these thieves in one net, and save the Emperor."

He stared at Zhu Yijing, a trace of murderous intent appearing in his eyes.

"Succeeding?"

"Even if I destroy this Zhu family world, I will not let you rebellious thieves have any chance!"