Zheng Zhongguang showed his decadence overnight. Yesterday he was still the high-spirited governor of Guwan.
All the officials in Wanzhou magistrate's county bowed their heads and congratulated him.
Right now, he is under house arrest.
Although Xiao Zimu was still well served.
However, this huge psychological gap was still difficult for him to accept.
In particular, he was accused of exploiting the common people.
He has always believed that he is an upright official.
Xiao Zimu first opened all the windows in the house.
The room became much brighter in an instant, and the sudden penetration of the sun made Zheng Zhongguang's eyes narrow in discomfort.
Xiao Zimu walked to the table and opened the food box, and the food was put out one by one. Seeing that he looked uninterested, Xiao Zimu sat down and said: "In the past, I have never done it myself like this. "
Zheng Zhongguang raised his head and glanced at him. Xiao Zimu, who had changed into a brocade robe, was even more elegant and noble.
The sunlight in the corner was scattered through the mottled tree shadows, and fell on the gentle and jade-like face, making him feel ashamed.
Xiao Zimu saw that he was motionless and frozen there.
The puppet's eyes were as if it had lost its soul, and he couldn't help but sigh and said: "If you starve to death, wouldn't you just follow those people's wishes and bear the blame for others, and they can still get away with it."
Zheng Zhongguang's eyes brightened upon hearing this, showing a hint of unwillingness.
After a while, he stood up, walked to the table and started to eat.
Yin Guangbo's voice sounded outside: "Your Highness, I am here with Mao Xianchun."
Zheng Zhongguang stopped and looked at Xiao Zimu.
Xiao Zimu motioned for him to continue eating, and said to the outside: "Take him to the side hall to finish the meal and then come back."
Yin Guangbo was stunned for a moment, then answered yes and led Mao Xianchun to the side hall.
"After a while, Mao Xianchun came in with the pricing document. What if it was really your signature and official seal?" Xiao Zimu reminded while eating.
"Impossible." Zheng Zhongguang rejected it without thinking, his eyes full of disbelief.
Xiao Zimu looked at him with a very complicated expression.
He was not as convinced as Zheng Zhongguang, since Mao Xianchun dared to present it in front of him.
Nine times out of ten, the signature and official seal are genuine.
But how it is done is unknown.
Xiao Zimu hesitated to speak, but finally said nothing to prevent Zheng Zhongguang from being unable to finish the meal.
Seeing that he was almost done eating, Xiao Zimu called someone in to remove the food box.
Not long after, Yin Guangbo came with Xin Ya and Mao Xianchun.
This time, Xiao Zimu directly ordered them to enter the house together.
Mao Xianchun bowed and took out the pricing document from his arms.
Xiao Zimu took it and started to read it. Zheng Zhongguang also stepped forward to check it out.
Mao Xianchun hurriedly stepped forward to stop him and said, "Master Zheng, you have to stay away. What if it gets torn?"
Zheng Zhongguang's face turned livid at his words, and his blood boiled.
Just as he was about to reprimand him, he heard Xiao Zimu say in a calm voice: "Master Zheng, you should take a closer look to see if this is your official seal and signature."
Xiao Zimu thrust the document into his face, and Zheng Zhongguang had to move two steps back to see it clearly.
After he saw it clearly, his face was filled with fear.
What was clearly visible on it was his official seal, and the familiar signature was made by his hand.
"It's impossible." Zheng Zhongguang took the document and read it in a daze.
The pricing of previous years, this year's pricing, and even every month's pricing are all recorded in the book and gradually increase.
Mao Xianchun looked at the panic-stricken Zheng Zhongguang, with a hint of sneer at the corner of his mouth. He turned to Xiao Zimu and solemnly swore: "Your Highness, the evidence of the crime is now conclusive. I am willing to bear witness in this lowly position and avenge the people of ancient Anhui. I hope that Your Highness will make the decision."
"Your Highness, it's unfair. He has wronged me." Zheng Zhongguang closed the official account book and shouted to Xiao Zimu.
Mao Xianchun quickly grabbed the official document, held it in his arms, and looked at Zheng Zhongguang warily.
"It's you. What did you do? Why did you frame me?" Zheng Zhongguang was almost crazy. He grabbed Mao Xianchun's arms and shook them excitedly.
"Your Highness..." Mao Xianchun looked at Xiao Zimu with some difficulty and called out.
Xiao Zimu frowned and glanced at Xin Ya.
Xin Ya understood, and immediately took a few steps forward, controlled Zheng Zhongguang, and separated the two of them.
"Your Highness, arrest him quickly." Mao Xianchun covered his chest with lingering fear.
"Does this palace need you to teach me how to do things?" Xiao Zimu's gentle face turned into a solemn expression, and all his gentleness was gone in an instant. His overwhelming power pressed down on Mao Xianchun, causing him to kneel down with a "plop" in fright. .
"I don't dare to hold such a low position, please calm down, Your Highness." Mao Xianchun suddenly saw the majesty of the royal family and trembled all over. Only then did he realize that Long Zi was indeed the proud son of heaven, with overwhelming nobility.
"Take Master Zheng to the prison." Xiao Zimu ordered Xin Ya.
Xin Ya took the order and immediately went to detain Zheng Zhongguang. Zheng Zhongguang shouted that he was wronged and glared at Mao Xianchun angrily. He was about to pounce on Mao Xianchun and beat him privately, but Xin Ya pulled him over and clasped his hands behind his back.
But when Xin Ya was teasing Zheng Zhongguang, he accidentally kicked Mao Xianchun who was kneeling on the ground.
The force of that kick was not light, and Mao Xianchun was kicked backwards and hit the wall.
"I'm so sorry. I was so focused on controlling Mr. Zheng that I forgot that you were still kneeling beside me. I can't let go now, lest Mr. Zheng would go over and make up for it. Mr. Mao Fucheng, please don't blame me for not saluting you. Apologize." Xin Ya said angrily to Mao Xianchun.
Yin Guangbo, who was nearby, couldn't hold back the sound of "Pfft", and then quickly suppressed his smile and became solemn.
Xiao Zimu looked at the traces of blood on the corner of Mao Xianchun's mouth, and pursed his lips, suppressing his smile, but on his face he said angrily to Xin Ya: "Why didn't you pay attention, and you hurt Mao Fucheng?" But what to do.”
"Yes, I know my mistake." Xin Ya looked apologetic.
Mao Xianchun looked at the current situation and could only wipe the blood on his lips and said with a forced smile on his face: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."
"That subordinate will retire first." Xin Ya resigned and escorted Zheng Zhongguang out.
"Guang Bo, go and call a doctor to come and show Mao Fu Cheng a look." Xiao Zimu opened the door and ordered Yin Guangbo in front of the officers and soldiers outside.
"No need, Your Highness, I just bumped into you accidentally. I'm not so pretentious in my humble position." Mao Xianchun was flattered.
"Is it really okay? It was indeed my guard who accidentally bumped into Mao Fucheng." Xiao Zimu glanced at Mao Xianchun, with a look of concern on his face.
"Yes, yes, the place is too small. It's okay to have a humble position." Mao Xianchun nodded, looking absolutely true.
Xiao Zimu snorted coldly when he saw this, but when he walked out the door, he said something that was neither salty nor cool.
"This is what you said. Don't rely on this palace to torture you in the future."
(End of chapter)