An assassin? Call me the Master of Raising Prices!

The two of them drank until it was three o'clock and four o'clock before they dispersed. Anyway, there was no need to go to Dian Mao tomorrow.

As for finding someone, it doesn't matter if we go early or late. We can't run away in this icy and snowy environment.

Sleep is important!

It was late noon when I woke up. As expected of a good wine, I didn't feel anything at all, just a little anxious.

After washing up, I went out to a restaurant to eat. The shopkeeper was not there, so I avoided a false courtesy, which was a good thing.

After eating and drinking, I brought back a portion to attract wealth. This silly dog, which could not be moved during the winter, has gained weight like crazy. Now it feels a little heavy even if I hold it in my arms.

"To attract wealth, you need to exercise more. Eat less. At your size, I don't even know if I am raising a dog or a pig."

Caressing its back, Zhao murmured with emotion. It's a pity that he is chewing bones to attract wealth and pretends not to hear anything. The skill of pretending to be dead is up to his master.

"Silly dog!"

After cursing a few words, he no longer lost interest in attracting wealth. I think this dog is almost an adult, so keep it alone. It is cheaper to raise one pig than to raise several.

I went back to the room and changed into the Feiyu suit. I don’t know who researched this suit. It’s strange to be able to straighten your waist when you put it on!

He wears the belt of Zhenfushi. Although he has been promoted to the commanding officer, the belt has not come down yet, so he can only use it when he is old. But it doesn’t matter, the thing is not important, the most important thing is whether it works well or not.

Put on your coat, official hat and boots, and go out to find someone. Zhao already had a suitable candidate in mind, but it would definitely take some effort to persuade him.

Things like moral integrity cannot be polished off in a short time, especially the moral integrity of literati.

The weather is nice today, the snow has lightened a lot. Oddly enough, the fluttering snow under Xiaohan has become smaller now that the major cold is approaching.

Stepping on a thin layer of snow, I walked out through several streets and stopped at the gate of a mansion.

He walked up to the door and knocked on the door, then stood aside and waited quietly.

"Here, who is it?" A voice came from inside the door, which seemed to be a little impatient.

The door opened with a creak, and the concierge poked his head out, and the first thing he saw was a red flying fish suit. He hesitated and asked carefully, "Sir, this is the princess's mansion. I don't know who you are looking for? Let me go in and report."

"No need to announce. When the door opens, I will go in and find it myself."

"Sir, this...this...this is against the rules, I don't dare." The concierge held the door and lowered his head in embarrassment, not knowing whether to open the door or not.

Zhao smiled and said softly, "I'll give you two choices. Either open the door and let me in, or I can go to Qianhu Station to order troops and then come back. If you open the door now, what happens inside has nothing to do with you. If I order troops to come over, , Haha, think about whether you can hold Zhao Yu..."

When the concierge heard the word Zhao Yu, he stood aside in fear. Zhao pushed the door open and walked in, patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't worry, you are a good person. I won't embarrass you, and neither will the princess. Okay, close the door."

After that, he walked forward, ignoring the trembling concierge. There were several people clearing snow in the yard. When they saw someone coming in, they were about to report the news, but were frightened by Zhao's look.

"Where are the princess and the consort?"

"backyard......"

After getting what he wanted, Zhao headed to the backyard.

In the pavilion in the backyard, water is boiling on the stove and the fragrance of tea is lingering. The princess and the consort were painting in the pavilion, and there were several maids waiting on them.

Seeing a stranger walking in, the maid who was far away from the pavilion asked in surprise, "Who are you? Why did you come in without telling me?"

"Consort Zheng, the Seventh Princess, we are very much in love. Oh, this painting is about the falling snow on the lonely mountain, right?" Zhao ignored the maid's questioning, instead pointed to the undried painting on the table with a smile, and asked cheerfully.

Before the consort could say anything, the princess asked eagerly, "Is this how you Jin Yiwei do things? The consort went to Zhao Prison and almost lost half his life, so forget it. If you still insist on it, you really think that the princess is not angry." Yeah?"

"Princess, I have misunderstood. This time I am just here to see Prince Consort Zheng as a friend. As for Zhao Yu's matter... Oh, we can't get to know each other without fighting." Zhao walked to the pavilion as if to say something. He smiled as if it was a trivial matter.

"Besides, I don't think the prince-in-law means to blame me. Making friends is hard work! Don't you think so, prince-in-law?"

"you!......"

Zheng Rongqing grabbed the princess and patted her back to comfort her. Then he looked back at Zhao Jue and smiled in agreement, "Master Zhao came to me on this snowy day, wouldn't he be here to ask for advice on painting skills?"

"That's almost it. Painting skills are like people's hearts. I'm here to learn from Prince Consort Zheng's paintings. I wonder if Prince Consort Zheng can teach me some painting techniques from famous artists?"

"I wonder what famous artist Mr. Zhao wants to learn from? Literary or freehand?" After helping the princess sit down, Zheng Rongqing walked out of the pavilion and stood in the snow and asked.

"Border fortress." Zhao Jiu's answer made the princess laugh.

As if he didn't hear it, he let Zheng Rongqing come closer and then whispered a few words in his ear. After hearing this, Zheng Rongqing's face changed drastically, his eyes widened, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. After waving his hand for the maid to go down, he angrily refused.

"I will never do such a thing! Although I am despicable, I have lived in poverty for more than ten years. I cannot be a gentleman, but I cannot be a villain either!"

Zhao couldn't help but clapped his hands, "Okay! What a gentleman, what a villain! Your friends, brothers and colleagues are all gentlemen, but Zhao is a villain..."

"But, what do those gentlemen call you? Son-in-law, prostitute, tangled flower, embroidered pillow or male favorite. In your eyes, gentlemen don't think highly of you..."

"So what?" His tone weakened. He's not deaf, so what did those people say about him that he couldn't hear? He just pretended not to hear them. These were good to hear, and he had heard even worse ones.

"How can scholars degenerate and do these things that go against their conscience..."

"Hahaha, okay! Okay!" Zhao pulled Zheng Rongqing over and pulled his hair to raise his head.

The princess stood up and yelled, "Stop, you're so outrageous!"

But Zhao ignored her and released his true energy to suppress the princess. He raised his head and pointed at the weak sun in the sky, shouting, "Look! What is that? That's the sun! Can you see its darkness?"

"You can't see it! Let me tell you, as long as you stand high enough, others will only see the hot, bright, shining and dazzling light on your body, and ignore the darkness behind you! Why? Because you stand high enough, If they see it, they should pretend they don’t see it!”

Then he let go of his hair, pointed at his faint shadow, and mocked, "See, this is your shadow. As long as they are light, you have a shadow, and if you are light, you have no shadow, they have!"

After the words fell, he no longer held Zheng Rongqing in his arms, and said seductively, "Han Chuang has studied hard for more than ten years and has come such a long way. Are you willing to be humiliated by others? In my opinion, there is nothing shameful in doing such a thing. It's nothing more than integrity." It's the shackles they gave you. Oh, it's the kind of thing you wore in Zhao Prison."

Zhao made a gesture on his neck and changed his tone: "In my opinion, there is nothing shameful about being a consort. What is there that I can't tell you about my concubine?"

"It's just that they don't think so. They know you have other agendas, so they don't treat you as a human being!"

Jie whispered in Zheng Rongqing's ear.

"So you and them are not the same person, so how can you betray them?"

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