Next, Zhao Hong and Mr. Zheng did not say much about this matter anymore. Of course, they did not say much about the "big things" they planned. They just talked about interesting things like nothing happened.

I don’t know if it’s really true or if I’ve been used to disguising myself. A big chaos is coming. The Zhao prince seemed to care about everything in such a big thing. After hearing Mr. Zheng’s few unfunny jokes, he still laughed heartlessly as if he was not a joke.

Originally, Mr. Zheng was a little surprised. Although everything was ready, he knew that he had at least 80% chance of winning this time. However, the remaining two variables always made him feel uneasy.

After seeing Zhao Hong so freely, he felt at ease. He mocked himself: "It's really the emperor that the emperor is not in a hurry, he is anxious to death... No, he may be able to be the emperor, but I must never be the eunuch."

The carriage drove westward towards the Xun Palace. After Zhao Hong returned, he was normal and he should go to take a rest after breakfast.

However, this day was not the case. This ordinary man looked a little crazy and uncontrollable. He placed a chair under the shade of the tree in his yard. Naturally, a servant brought me a cold sour plum soup and a snack of fruits. He placed more than a dozen pots of ice cubes in the ice cellar around him. This basically didn't feel hot.

Mr. Zheng had something to do - this prince said it was nice and he dared to delegate power, but he was a hand-off manager. Although his skills were not inferior to him, he was born to not like to work.

Mr. Zheng didn't know what he had done before he really defected to this master. He knew that since he became Zhao Hong's confidant, he had handled countless official document secret functions for him every day.

As for various means of developing forces and various insidious and vicious strategies, he just said a little bit, and Mr. Zheng had to supplement and improve the details and steps. He was tired every day like a dog. Fortunately, the treatment was pretty good, and he was worthy of his gratitude.

Every month, he took tens of thousands of taels of monthly silver, and was more than ten thousand people in the palace. He participated in military affairs. Outside the palace, there were several Fengshui treasures that the princes and ministers envied by the princes and ministers. There were all the yards sent by King Xun Zhao Hong, who were filled with rare treasures and beautiful girls. No matter which one of these treatments was beyond the imagination of Mr. Zheng, who was once poor and almost starved to death.

Regarding such treatment, Mr. Zheng joked that he was "although he did not have the name of prime minister, he was the reality of prime minister."

After returning to the mansion at this moment, he would continue to be busy.

But when I passed the yard, I found out that Zhao Hong was not taking a nap. This was a very strange thing. Mr. Zheng was curious. In addition, the Lord was here, so he had to say hello no matter what, so he leaned over. Looking at the half-lying on the chair, squinting his eyes and drinking the grapes with ice, it seemed that Zhao Hong, who was in a daze, greeted him:

"Your Majesty, it's so comfortable."

Zhao Hong was stunned for a moment when he heard this, turned around and smiled: "Mr. Zheng is here? Sit with the orphan king for a while."

At this moment, Mr. Zheng was smart and thought he had guessed what the prince meant. If he didn't sleep when he was time to sleep, he was probably thinking about his thoughts. And the most important thing to worry about at this moment was the position of the Nine Five Lord. Seeing that he was still indifferent on the way back, it was actually just a period of time. Human nature, human nature.

Thinking of this, Mr. Zheng suddenly realized. Before, seeing Zhao Hong was not afraid of anything, he secretly praised the master for being good. When he compared himself, he felt a little inferior. But now he saw that he was like this, and he became psychologically balanced - of course, this is also human nature.

So, Mr. Zheng, who was in a good mood, pulled down a chair and leaned forward, and wanted to listen to his lord.

"Mr. Zheng, you said... Gu always feels empty in his heart at this moment."

Mr. Zheng smiled in his heart: "Isn't that true..." However, he could only pretend to be stupid when he spoke:

"Probably because you're too hard, just take a break."

"No, what I said is not the same thing to you." Zhao Hong shook his finger and continued: "I think this is too simple?"

"Simple?" Mr. Zheng couldn't understand it.

"Gu means... all this, Gu finds it boring." Zhao Hong said something even more surprised.

"Bored?!" Mr. Zheng's tone unconsciously increased a lot.

"Yes, it's boring." Zhao Hong said: "Born in the imperial family, Gu originally thought it was quite interesting. Being a prince, fighting for the position of the Nine Five Lord, becoming an emperor, and governing the country... Gu originally thought so. But at this moment, Gu originally felt so.

The prince is noble and rich, but to put it bluntly, that's the case. As for the position of the Nine Five Lords... Haha, the emperor Gu is a pretty good opponent. Unfortunately, his destiny is amazing. Gu's two emperor brothers, one is a complete nerd, and the other is a reckless man who only knows how to fight and kill. Why do they fight with Gu? This throne is at your fingertips for Gu. There is no excitement at all."

"This...congratulations to Your Highness..." Mr. Zheng felt cold sweat when he heard him say this. He just wanted to avoid the important words and replied lightly. But he saw Zhao Hong reaching out to stop him.

"I heard Gu finished speaking." Zhao Hong continued, "So Gu thought, then it should be interesting to be an emperor next - when the husband hadn't come here just now, Gu was thinking about this problem. As a result, Gu found that being an emperor seemed quite simple.

With the ability of Gu, if you want to be a wise king, if you want to expand your territory, if you want to expand your territory, if you want to be a slut, you can become a slut. Speaking of playfulness, Gu is also the best in the world. Therefore, the position of this emperor does not seem to be difficult...

After Gu understood this, he began to think again. Since this matter was fine for Gu, what if Gu was not a prince? Can Gu still be the emperor?"

"Your Highness, be careful of your words!" Mr. Zheng felt that his heart was so full of silence that he couldn't faint. However, Zhao Hong did not seem to listen to his words, and the meaning of "be careful of your words".

"Gu thought about it carefully and found that it was not difficult. Even if Gu was a poor and innocent beggar, he would win over people from scratch and expand his strength. Rebel and conquer cities and lands... This seems not too difficult. In the end, he would become emperor sooner or later. It was just a matter of time. But then that would be more difficult than this, and it should be very interesting..."

After saying that, Zhao Hong couldn't help laughing for a while.

At this moment, Mr. Zheng could no longer speak. He just looked at Zhao Hong tremblingly. What the prince said was too shocking and exceeded the imagination of this scholar who claimed to be a talented scholar - fighting for the throne and becoming an emperor, is there anything more exciting in the world than this? But what the lord said regarded it as a boring stupid thing. This, this, this...

"Just like this, I think about it. If I don't become an emperor, I can do other things. Soldiers, scholars, knights, craftsmen, merchants... I can do these things well, and it's not difficult. So I don't know. I don't know what I should do. What should I do. What should I do is more difficult and what should I do. Mr. Zheng, you are knowledgeable and knowledgeable. Tell me, what should I do? "

"Your Highness's words are so beautiful that they are out of the world." Mr. Zheng sighed in his heart:

"But my wealth and honor are all entrusted to you. Now everything is ready. You can't let you run away." Mr. Zheng thought so, and then he knelt down on the ground with a profuse attitude and said loudly: "Of course you are the emperor! Your Highness is talented, and ascending the throne and becoming emperor is a blessing for all people! It is a move that follows the heavens and responds to others, and it is-"

“—Do you know, either?”

Zhao Hong interrupted him, and the lost fool in his words could hear it.

Mr. Zheng fell to the ground without saying a word.

"You always always boast about yourself, saying that you have the talent of Wang Zuo. As a result, you don't know about this." Then Zhao Hong changed into a tone of lessons.

Mr. Zheng still knelt on the ground, still saying nothing.

"Forget it." Zhao Hong shook his head and stood up: "I can't think of it, you don't know. Then I will do whatever I should do. I will go to sleep, and I will do it myself." After that, he walked towards the bedroom. Mr. Zheng waited until Zhao Hong walked away and could not see anyone. Then he stood up again, wiped the sweat above his head, and shook his head in the direction he left. He sighed in his heart:
Chapter completed!