"Your Highness, do you really want to cooperate with the Zheng family?" Yun Xi asked in confusion on the carriage when he returned, "Didn't you say that the revenge with the Zheng family is not so easy to resolve?"

"In this world, there are no eternal enemies, nor eternal friends." Li Chengqian looked at sitting in the carriage, putting one leg on Yun Xi's legs, enjoying the gentle hammer of his small fist, and narrowing his eyes comfortably: "The interests are the fundamentals, do you believe it or not? If I promised that old guy that the Zheng family could publish newspapers, even if I killed his grandson with my own hands in front of him, he would not blink."

Yun Xi said in surprise: "How is this possible? That's his biological grandson."

Li Chengqian said lazily: "Who do you look down on? The patriarchs of a big family don't know how many children are. The grandchildren and grandchildren are even more determined by their plans. As long as the benefits are enough, not to mention one death, it doesn't matter if you die. At worst, you can just rebirth."

Seeing that Yun Xi seemed to take it seriously, Yan Lingbin chuckled: "Nothing is as exaggerated as your Highness, your family has four sons in total, six grandsons, and only four granddaughters. If you really say it, you won't be a pig."

"It's almost that's the case, so why are you doing serious?"

Li Chengqian enjoyed the blessing of all the people in the car, hugging each other, surrounded by beautiful women, but he didn't know that Lao Zheng, who left Yan and returned to the building, was so worried about the words before he left that he almost pulled his chin bald.

What does it mean?

If the Tang Dynasty wants to develop, aristocratic families are just stumbling blocks?

Think about it, it is true. Since Yang Guang, the conflict between the royal family and the aristocratic families has gradually become irreconcilable. In the later period, in order to weaken the influence of the aristocratic families, Yang Guang even fought against Goguryeo three times, and used the Goguryeo people to greatly weaken the military strength of the Guanlong Group.

Although His Majesty the Emperor is not clear about his attitude, judging from his strong support for the imperial examination, the new emperor still has no good impression of the aristocratic family.

Li Chengqian, the future heirs of the Tang Dynasty, seemed to have equal prejudice against the aristocratic family, otherwise how could he have been willing to break up with the Zheng family for a dancer and make trouble to this point?

Old Zheng was so worried, he was so worried that he was pulling his beard one by one!

If you put the time two hundred years ago, this matter is actually easy to solve. At worst, it’s a compromise. What the emperor wants to think of you, a gangster, would you dare to have any opinions?

But now... it's difficult!

It is said that the boat is small and it is easy to turn around. This is really reasonable. Now Zheng’s family is big and has a big family, with tens of thousands of tribes. Any decision of his elder Zheng is related to the future of countless people.

"Forget it, let's take a look at it step by step. First, handle the things in front of you, and then talk about the other things later." Old Zheng sighed lightly, took people out of Yanhu, and went straight back to the house.

The things arranged by Li Chengqian are not difficult, just go back and give orders. The old man from the Zheng family who rushed to get the news did not care about this matter. What they wanted to know was how to deal with the frosting.

Lao Zheng threw a piece of paper full of paper on the table with contempt and said coldly: "Come and take a look, this is what you want."

Looking at the recipe of the white and black characters, someone was surprised and said, "Is this how to make the frosting? Li... the prince compromised so easily? Did he not mention any excessive conditions?"

"Is it too much for the Zheng family to become his vassal?"

"What does it matter if you are a vassal or not? It's not just a verbal agreement. You think it's a contract and it's a nonsense, that's a boring agreement."

"Is the method of pouring sugar in yellow mud water so easy?" The second elder Zheng Ren was the last to pick up the process of making frosting. After reading it for a long time, he said in disappointment: "This... isn't it fake?"

"You will know if it's true or false!" Old Zheng looked at Zheng Ren dissatisfiedly: "However, second brother, the thing you took was written by the prince himself. Do you think the prince would deceive people in such things?"

He has long been a little dissatisfied with his younger brother, Lao Zheng. Since he fought for the position of the head of the family, he has been stumbling to himself. Now he has formed a clique to force the palace. If he hadn't been put down his old face and went to find the prince, this time, the Changfang lineage really had to hand over the position of the head of the family.

"Where is the eldest brother saying, how could the prince lie?" Zheng Ren smiled embarrassedly and handed the process of making the frosting in his hand to Lao Zheng: "Although this method of pouring sugar in yellow mud is simple, it is still a relief to put it in your brother."

Old Zheng nodded, calmly put Li Chengqian's manuscript away, and glanced at everyone in the room: "Everyone has just seen the process of making frosting, so I don't need to explain what to do, right?"

"Don't worry, the head of the family, we must be tight-lipped and never give a word to others."

"That's good, second brother, for this, I promised the prince to find a kind of rice seed called a male sterile plant in Xingyang area. This matter is very important. You go back to Xingyang and supervise it. Try to hurry up and go back before spring plowing, and don't miss the time."

This is disguised exile.

But there is no way, who made Zheng Lao Er fail? Lao Zheng believes that if he did not reach a cooperation with Li Chengqian this time, his fate might be worse than that of the second.

"In addition, we inform the caravans in the family outside to try to bring more chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs from all over the country, and hand them over to Luo Chengzu of the Sinong Temple. This matter was also explained by the prince. There is no need to be mistaken. Whoever has a problem will be responsible for it."

Lao Zheng was really proud this time, leaning against Li Chengqian, the big tree. Although he was quite unambitious, who made a prince famous and notorious? He even stopped the child from crying at night when he reported his name in the Zheng family.

After arranging a matter, Lao Zheng brought his hands behind his back to the remote courtyard where Zheng Haoran was about to raise. The courtyard was deserted and miserable. Apart from the servant who followed Zheng Xiaosan all year round, there was not even a maid.

As a child of aristocratic families, even if they make mistakes, they will not end up like this.

But isn't this for showing off to others, so I can only make Zheng Xiaosan unlucky.

"Grandpa, are you here?" In the room, lying on the bed, the haggard Zheng Haoran struggled to get up when he saw Lao Zheng.

"Don't move, lie down." Old Zheng pressed Zheng Haoran's shoulder and pressed him back: "Xiao Haoran, take good care of his injuries. This time it's my grandfather's fault. I'm afraid I can't get justice for you."

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What does it mean?
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