"Who are you and how did you get in here?"
With an expression of extreme vigilance on Zhao Zheng's face, he asked in a cold voice as he moved slowly towards the door.
There were five hundred guards outside the post station, and his personal guards were all around this room. He really couldn't figure out how this old man broke through the guards and came here
The masked old man shook his hands, the chopsticks in his hand shot out, brushed past Zhao Zheng's eyes, and sank deeply into the door frame.
He looked at the noble prince in Qi and said, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you."
Looking at the two easily broken jade chopsticks inserted straight into the door frame an inch or so away, Zhao Zheng knew that it didn't matter how the other party entered the courtyard under heavy guards.
What's important is that the jade chopsticks can be inserted into the door, and naturally they can also be inserted into Zhao Zheng's head, heart, or other places.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, his indifference had returned. He walked over, cupped his hands at the masked old man, and said, "Your junior was rude just now. I don't know if senior is visiting late at night. What can I advise you? "
Since the other party has such terrifying strength, but he didn't kill him immediately, it means that he didn't come here to kill him, so everything is easy to discuss.
The masked old man took a sip of his wine, then looked at him, and asked: "I heard that you have obtained a wonderful method these days, and are you using that method to investigate cases and arrest corrupt officials?"
Zhao Zheng raised his eyebrows, not knowing the old man's true intentions for a while.
Is there someone he cares about in that roster, or because of this, some of his interests have been touched
He looked at the old man, and said tentatively: "If you offend senior, I will apologize to senior. If senior has any request, Zhao Zheng will try his best to meet it."
Snapped!
The masked old man slammed the table, making a crisp sound, which also made Zhao Zheng's heart tense.
The masked old man raised his brows, looked at him, and said in a cold voice: "Do you know that the method is called 'debit and credit bookkeeping method', and it is an undisclosed secret that the old master took thirty years to research. It was only stolen by a traitor, and it was only when the old man chased him out to kill the rebel master that he found out that this thing was actually obtained by you, tell the old man, where did you get this method?"
After Zhao Zheng heard this, his expression was startled, and he immediately realized something.
Sure enough, sure enough, the God of Money and Wealth is just a lowly businessman, how could he come up with such a wonderful method, he must have obtained it from somewhere, took it as his own, and then claimed credit in front of himself...
How could such a clumsy method be able to hide it from him, Zhao Zheng seemed to have seen through everything.
He cupped his fists at the old man, and said apologetically, "Senior, I'm really sorry, but this junior really doesn't know. What can you do for the elders?"
What he is most afraid of at the moment is that this old man is extremely skilled in martial arts, has a stubborn head, and is not interested in gold and silver power. As long as he asks for something, he will be safe.
"Shut up! This old man is greedy for power and wealth. This old man knows that you are the great prince of Qi, but you can't humiliate me like this!"
Snapped!
The masked old man said something in a cold voice, and slapped the table again, which also made Zhao Zheng's heart skip a beat, and subconsciously wanted to shout loudly.
"Give."
The masked old man took out something wrapped in black cloth from his arms and handed it to Zhao Zheng.
Zhao Zheng opened his mouth halfway, his back was wet with cold sweat, and his heart was all tangled together, but seeing that the old man just handed over something, he froze there for a while.
After a long time, seeing that the old man really had no intention of killing himself, he finally let go of his hanging heart, and asked cautiously: "Senior, I don't know what this is?"
The masked old man said slowly: "The whole school of the old man has devoted himself to study for thirty years before he developed this secret method. The purpose is to present it to the imperial court, to eliminate corrupt officials in Qi State, and to return the world to a sea. Yan Heqing, just didn't expect that there was a traitor in the door, the secret method was stolen, the old man was worried that this method would be used by other countries, so he chased it out, and just arrived in Fengzhou, and heard about it."
Zhao Zheng was taken aback again, and asked, "Then what does senior mean..."
"You are very good. You cleared up corrupt officials without any mercy. What you do is good for the country and the people. These days, the old man sees it." The masked old man stood up, patted him on the shoulder, and said : "What the traitor stole was only the remnants of the first chapter of the secret law. What's inside is the whole secret law. The old man will pass it on to you now. I hope you can keep your heart in the future and don't fall for those people with ulterior motives." Give up, and don't disappoint the old man and the master's wishes. Corrupt officials will continue, and the people will never have peace... "
Things turned so suddenly that Zhao Zheng couldn't react for a while.
The killer who raided the post station at night suddenly became selfless for the country and the people, and he needed time to digest it.
"Thank you senior, Zhao Zheng will definitely live up to senior's expectations!"
Soon, Zhao Zheng understood that he might have hit a big luck today, and the mere fragments of the upper part could have such an effect. If he got both the complete part, wouldn't he be able to rule the court
Although I don't know who this old man is, but the person who can research this method must be extraordinary. It may be said that there are some more powerful things in it. If he can get...
The masked old man said in a deep voice: "This is the complete 'Debit and Credit Accounting Law', as well as the wonderful method of governing the country and filling the treasury. You must keep it properly and remember not to spread it. If it is obtained by other countries, the consequences will be disastrous."
Zhao Zheng was overjoyed in his heart, but a serious look appeared on his face. He nodded and said, "Don't worry, senior. After reading it, I will completely burn this thing without leaving any traces."
The old man nodded and asked, "Now tell me, where did you get this method?"
Zhao Zheng replied without hesitation: "The God of Wealth, the God of Wealth in Fengzhou, he dedicated this method."
"The God of Wealth..." The masked old man nodded and said, "The things have been delivered, and the old man is gone. I hope you will not disappoint the old man."
Zhao Zheng hurriedly said: "I still don't know the name of the senior. The senior has made great contributions to our country of Qi. Please leave a name for the senior. In the future, Zhao Zheng will definitely write a book and set up a monument for the senior, so that the people of the world will admire him."
"Hahaha, I have done my best for the country. How can I, Xu Tian, be a vulgar person who has done good deeds and left a name everywhere?" The old man laughed and said, "Let's just say goodbye, and there will be no future!"
He waved his sleeves, and the door opened immediately. Zhao Zheng blinked, but the door was empty.
Zhao Zheng walked out quickly, and immediately a guard came over from the courtyard, bowed and said, "Your Highness, what can I order?"
Zhao Zheng glanced at them and asked, "Did you see someone go out of my room just now?"
The two guards looked at each other, shook their heads, and said, "No, only Your Highness..."
"Okay, it's okay, you go down, and in a quarter of an hour, let the person in charge of the station guard come to see me." Zhao Zheng waved to them, went back to the room, and looked at the table wrapped in black cloth. One thing, there was a trace of unconcealable heat in his eyes...