A poor son 139

King Zheng sat in the study, looking at the map on the wall, frowned, "I should have known for a long time that no one can rely on the things in this world except himself." These aristocratic families were all fence-bearing. He originally thought that the aristocratic families could hold on for a while in front of him, but who knew that the collapse was so fast that the sky would change.

There is also Feng Hai, who still doesn’t know what this old guy means. If he really wants to fight, Jinling won’t fall so quickly.

His original plan was very good, he went to sea from the southwest, replenished supplies on the Wang family's island, and then landed directly from Tanggukou, reaching the capital. However, this shipbuilding requires time and sufficient time.

He needed someone to hold back Yin Silang.

"It's time." King Zheng sat down dejectedly and asked loudly, "Where is Mr. Ziyu?"

The entourage outside whispered: "I have already asked someone to invite you, I'll probably come here in a while."

King Zheng nodded lightly. What’s important now is how to temporarily stabilize the southwest. Find a way to delay it for another half a year. In just half a year, you will have a chance.

The door was gently pushed open, bringing in a scattered wind with a swell of moisture.

King Zheng turned his head and when he saw the person coming in, his anxious and angry expression slowly closed down, and his expression suddenly became soft.

"Panpan, why are you here?" King Zheng got up and took Panpan's hand. "Why is your hand so cold? Remember to wrap your cloak in the garden."

Panpan's expression moved slightly, "No obstacle! When the wind blows, I feel that people are more awake."

King Zheng smiled: "You, you really have no way to do anything to you."

The little eunuch came in and served hot tea. Seeing that King Zheng had a gentle look, he was no longer surprised.

Panpan glanced at the map on the wall and asked, "But you worry again?"

King Zheng's hand pursed Panpan's head, which was blown by the wind, behind his ears, "I have everything here, no matter when, I will always keep you safe."

Panpan's eyes turned red.

King Zheng whispered: "I'm still blaming me for your sister's affairs?"

Panpan's mouth moved, but he didn't say anything.

King Zheng whispered: "Keep her, it's just to make you sad."

Panpan's heart hurts even more.

It is not the prince’s fault for the matter between the prince and her sister, nor can it be blamed for her. This is the punishment of the master for being disobedient. When she woke up early that morning, her sister appeared on the prince’s bed, and the little love between men and women that had been constructed in her heart was instantly shattered.

She is just a dancer, and she has so much to ask for.

But the prince sent his sister out, as if he had followed Mr. Ziyu's advice, but it was indeed because of himself.

There are many beauties, and my sister is just one of them. It’s not that she is necessary.

Panpan took a deep breath: "I just thought of the destruction of Jinling City, I don't know the child."

This is about the child that I had.

Zheng Wang shook his head indifferently: "I have my own destiny." He touched Panpan's belly, "When it stabilizes, I will find a good doctor for you, and I will eventually be able to see you. We will always have our own children."

Panpan's tears fell all of a sudden, and she threw herself on King Zheng: "I am a humble concubine, and the prince is not worthy of me."

"Silly words!" King Zheng stroked Panpan's head with his hand, "It is my blessing to meet Panpan when he is middle-aged."

Panpan's hand clenched into a fist, even if he was just one of the beauties he collected, he was the most cherished one. He gave her the most proper place, and would never be displaced or suffer. She was the vine wrapped around him. Now, if you want to cut off the branches that you depend on with your own hands, where can you rely on?

In the room, the two hugged each other tightly, but outside the door, a rumor sounded: "Prince, Mr. Ziyu is here."

King Zheng helped Panpan up, wiped her tears, and whispered: "Be good! Go back and play for yourself first. I will deal with some trivial matters, so I will go back to accompany you, okay?"

Panpan forced a smile, nodded, and then became blessed and turned around and walked out.

When they were out, they passed by a young man of more than twenty pairs. Their eyes were about to part.

Panpan returned to the house and sat alone, afraid that people would see something strange, so he didn't even dare to shed tears.

It was getting darker slowly, and the girl outside the door came in and reported: "The prince asked the girl to come over."

Panpan woke up and smiled unnaturally: "Yes, it's time to eat. Who will accompany the prince?"

"It's Mr. Ziyu." The girl replied with a smile.

Panpan froze for a moment before nodding and walking towards the dressing table. She reorganized her makeup, took out a tortoiseshell nail cover from under the box and carefully put it on her little finger.

"How do girls bring this today?" The girl glanced at it and smiled, "There are few women in our Han family who wear this."

Panpan's expression didn't understand: "I just remembered to take out this gadget when I broke my nails."

The girl suddenly realized, "It's okay! The girl is beautiful in everything."

Is it beautiful?

Sometimes she would rather not live a normal life than she is now.

Thinking of this, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

Dinner was placed in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

This is called Panpan's heart sinking little by little. This place is only connected to the shore. There is nothing really available on the lake, and it is too late to rescue it.

Is this someone who is worried about themselves and wants to do it themselves?

In the pavilion, King Zheng and Mr. Ziyu sat opposite each other. Panpan came in and greeted them.

She did not look at Mr. Ziyu, but looked at King Zheng: "Why did you choose here to eat? Instead of being in the pavilion, it is better to be on the pleasure boat. Let's go to the lake and have a meal."

Mr. Ziyu looked at Panpan with a smile. He didn't know whether this woman was just talking casually or intentionally. After all, he couldn't do anything.

King Zheng glanced at Mr. Ziyu and smiled and said, "You are naughty again. Mr. Ziyu is seasick. After getting on the boat, wouldn't Mr. Ziyu have a meal?"

Panpan pursed his lips slightly, and unnaturally blessed Mr. Ziyu: "Thank you, sir, just a joke."

Mr. Ziyu shook the folding fan in his hand and waved his hand: "Miss is so polite."

Zheng Wang looked at the two of them in a faint way, then smiled casually, and pulled Panpan to sit beside him, "None of them are outsiders, don't be so polite, come and go. Sit down."

The wine and food were served, and King Zheng raised his glass and smiled at Mr. Ziyu, "Sir, I ask myself that I am not bad to you, but Mr. He is still not with me."

This suddenly said, making both of them stunned. Mr. Ziyu's face changed and he said, "Why did the prince say this?"

King Zheng raised his cup: "Who revealed to Wang Pingyao about the island built by the Wang family? Why? Didn't Mr. Ziyu plot to take my life?"

Mr. Ziyu's expression suddenly became ugly, and his expression changed a few times before he said, "So the prince knows everything?"

"Hmph!" Zheng Wang chuckled: "The Wang family will never be so arrogant. He knows that he has no strength to stop me from annexing the island, so he wants to take action first. While fooling Yin Silang, he is not the only one who covets the island, right?"

Mr. Ziyu shook his head: "The King of Zheng is indeed King of Zheng. No wonder the head of the family said, don't underestimate the prince, the prince can be regarded as a hero for a while. If the prince goes north in the evening, the prince will follow the sea route, whether in Jinling or the capital, it will not stop the prince's footsteps. The prince is life at the right time, and he will not be forced at all!"

This is said with a little regret and a little gloating.

King Zheng laughed: "But have you ever thought that I still have a way out?"

Mr. Ziyu's face changed: "You want it."

"That's right! I am now fully capable of taking down the Wang family's island. I will make a plan later." Wang Zheng smiled, "What? Didn't Mr. Ziyu expect it?"

As he said that, he clapped his hands and a pair of strong guards jumped up from under the pavilion. In an instant, the knife was placed on Mr. Ziyu's neck.

Immediately afterwards, a small boat was drawn out from under the pavilion.

King Zheng pulled Panpan, who was already stiff all over, "Don't you want to take a boat to the lake? Let's go, let's go together!"

When Panpan sat on the swaying boat, he had not yet reacted. He saw the boat rowing along the lake water in the garden towards the outlet. When he arrived at the water outlet, the lower half of the wall suddenly shrank.

Her head was pressed down, and the boat passed under the wall.

"This is." Panpan turned around and saw that the wall had returned to its original appearance. She always thought that this Wanchun Garden was built for herself, but it was not! It turned out that this was the retreat he left. "Prince, since you already know the Wang family, why should you still leave? We still have the southwest."

"Silly girl!" King Zheng looked at Wanchun Garden behind him, "This southwest is our southwest, but before Yin Silang's army, we must first gather the Wang family's island. Only in this way can we truly have a way out!"

Panpan grabbed King Zheng: "Your Majesty can send someone over, you can't take risks easily! Besides, since the Wang family wants to kill you, you are the safest only in Wanchun Garden."

Wang Zheng looked at Panpan and couldn't help laughing: "You are working hard for others, but they didn't tell you anything. Don't you know that there is a secret passage dug by the Wang family under the Wanchun Garden? If you want to talk about insecurity, it is the most unsafe there. The Wang family will always be like a ground rat and cannot stand it."

Panpan's expression changed: "Oh no! Prince! Since there is a secret passage, the secret door by the lake cannot be hidden. Let's come out, but it's as expected by others."

"Miss Panpan still understands!"

This sound scared King Zheng and Panpan, and they couldn't help but look at the boatman who was talking, and their expressions changed.
Chapter completed!