Chapter 513: The East Wind Blows Awake the Hero's Dream

Zheng Yue Ru was anxious.

Can this hold up?

The offensive from the other side is truly coming too fiercely!

In just a short half-day, the price of Yinzhou Coin has been ruthlessly smashed down to four gold by them!

Four gold!

What kind of concept is this?

This is already about to fall below the issuance price of Yinzhou Coin. Moreover, this group of people on the other side looks like a bunch of big shots galloping through the business world, each one extremely shrewd. While they dump 【coins】 to smash the price and cause market panic, they are simultaneously buying up the Yinzhou Coins dumped by panicked retail investors at low prices. This tactic of smashing with one hand and buying with the other sounds simple, but it requires super-strong economic power to support!

They are playing it very smoothly!

Over at Yintan City, wanting to buy the low-priced Yinzhou Coins from retail investors, they simply cannot compete.

Under such circumstances.

How long can Yintan City hold on?

Zheng Yue Ru fell into immense fear.

Qingyang Shuo, however, shook his head: "Wait a little longer. We will continue to buy and continue to pull up the price, but don't be anxious; keep the rhythm steady!"

"... Yes!"

Liu Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly; he felt the intense hostility this Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Works, Dong Feng, had toward him.

Of course.

He also understood where this hostility came from.

First, Dong Feng is Zhu Zhen's nephew; the Prince of Yong had already sent people to report this to him. Second, the existence of his Yintan City makes the imperial court's Ministry of Works appear very awkward. When they see him, it is naturally a case of enemies meeting, eyes burning with hatred.

He chuckled: "For Lord Dong, a dignified Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Works, to praise me to death like this, I fear it won't sound very good if it gets out..."

"You..."

Dong Feng's expression changed; he did not expect Liu Zheng to be so sharp-tongued.

What does this mean? Is he saying he lacks magnanimity?

Liu Zheng continued with a smile: "Lord Dong, whether it is the Ministry of Works or our Liangzhou, we have come here to resolve this Blockage of the Ship. We should work together to share the Emperor's worries. What does Lord Dong think?"

Dong Feng snorted coldly: "Work together? Our Ministry of Works is about to clear Longqi Gorge. You come over and tell us to stop work, and we must stop? What kind of working together is that?"

"Exactly!"

"By what right?"

"We have worked hard for two months; you come over and want to snatch the credit. Dream on!"

That group from the Ministry of Works also followed up with loud curses.

Liu Zheng smiled coldly: "Two months? What progress have you made in these two months? This subordinate dares to ask: since Lord Dong has such confidence in clearing Longqi Gorge, how much more time is needed?"

Dong Feng hummed: "One month at most is enough!"

Liu Zheng smiled faintly: "Too late, far too late."

"I only have three days."

Once these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

"You, you, you, what did you say? Three days?"

Dong Feng was stunned for a moment, then immediately burst into loud laughter, looking at Liu Zheng with mockery: "Three days?"

"How is that possible!"

"Hahaha, wishful thinking!"

"Our Ministry of Works is still..."

Liu Zheng shook his head, too lazy to talk to him, and directly tore off the mask of civility: "Therefore, what this subordinate meant by working together is that we will take over the clearing work..."

"You all, rest."

"You..."

"Presumptuous!"

"Prefect Liu, you are defying your superiors!"

"This is outrageous!"

Liu Zheng chuckled, not even glancing at them. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking up and seriously studying the place where the ships were blocked in Longqi Gorge.

Dong Feng still wanted to speak, but he had already been blocked outside by the Liangzhou Army brought by Liu Zheng, who firmly used the excuse that "the clearing work is extremely dangerous" to drive him to a distance of one kilometer away.

"Prefect Liu, this..."

The Prince of Yong watched, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

It has been a while, and this Prefect Liu's temper is getting bigger and bigger. Regardless of anything else, this Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Works is a fourth-rank senior official of the imperial court and a person of real power in the capital. To give him no face at all like this, isn't that...

But, in his heart, he was shouting with joy!

What he despises most are these scholar-officials; they are all extremely hypocritical, talking about etiquette and morality at every turn, but in reality, they are filthy and despicable!

Liu Zheng smiled faintly: "Why bother leaving him any face?"

He looked at the chaos at the scene and sighed: "After Liu Zheng finishes resolving the matter here, I will head to Jinghua. What does the Prince of Yong think the chances of survival are?"

"Ah?"

The Prince of Yong listened with a bitter smile.

This...

How could he answer that?

At this time, who in the entire Longyan does not know that the old Emperor wants to settle accounts with Prefect Liu... Once he goes to Jinghua, his life and death will truly be uncertain.

Regarding this.

Even the Prince of Yong found it difficult to comment on anything.

He even sighed in his heart.

This Prefect Liu... why was he not born into the imperial family?

If he had been born into the imperial family, what business would the Crown Prince Xie Fang or the Third Prince Xie Ling have?

It is precisely because he was not born into the imperial family.

No matter how dazzling or outstanding he is, it only makes people wary of acting against him, and fills them with deep apprehension.

A heavy weapon of the state.

If used poorly, it becomes a heavy tragedy for the state!

More importantly.

The Prince of Yong understood this better than anyone.

This time, it was already a direct contest between Liu Zheng and the Third Prince Xie Ling. Note, it was a contest between Liu Zheng and Xie Ling, a powerful contender for the throne.

What did this matter signify?

It signified that he had grown from the son of a merchant into someone who could shake the life and death of the Third Prince.

His status in the Longyan Dynasty today was exactly this.

You may not want to admit it, but you have to.

In other words, he was already on the same level as the Crown Prince and the Third Prince.

Then...

If he wanted to usurp the throne, would that be very difficult?

Thinking about it carefully is terrifying!

Therefore.

Facing Xie Ling's desperate struggle this time, Liu Zheng could neither accept the challenge nor refuse it. To accept meant he believed he could already shake Xie Ling and shake the Empress's family.

If he did not accept, he would be completely finished and become someone else's lackey.

Fight.

Liu Zheng had no room for choice.

Thus, the Prince of Yong, at this moment, actually felt a sense of empathetic pity for Prefect Liu in his heart.

Such great talent...

Entering into this vortex of power struggles.

Is it good?

Or is it bad?

Liu Zheng laughed heartily: "Why must the Prince of Yong be worried?"

"There will be a way when the cart reaches the mountain!"

"Liu Zheng has never been a person to surrender without a fight; he was not in the past, he is not now, and in the future, he will not be either!"

A flash of brilliance shone in his eyes, and his fighting spirit was high.

"Whoever wants to fight, then let us fight!"

He laughed wildly.

"The dust of my campaign clothes turns to clouds and smoke, wandering the world, I know not the years.

Sword-obsessed and blade-mad, the world is in turmoil, today I cast off the mantle from my shoulders.

I have trodden a thousand mountains, yet no one knows me, in vain was I bound by fame in the past.

The east wind awakens the hero's dream, I smile at the green mountains and the ten thousand layers of heaven!"

He stared coldly at the firmament.

"I, Liu Zheng, am but a prefect. As the saying goes, the barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes! When Liu Zheng does things, he asks not for the future, nor does he look back at the path behind!"

"Whoever wishes to fight..."

"Then let us fight!"

The Prince of Yong sighed deeply and bowed with cupped hands.

Liu Zheng waved his hand: "Do it!"

The Liangzhou Army on the ships behind him responded with a thunderous roar.

Amidst the gasps of the many people at the scene.

One bird-man after another took flight from the ships, and suddenly, this Liangzhou Army covered the sky and blocked the sun, dense and numerous.

Everyone could not help but look up.

What were they going to do?

Could this group of bird-men smash open that giant rock?

Were they dreaming?