Another World Da Ming: I use a hundred lives to become holy

"Before you received the news that Zhao Jijiu committed suicide?"

"Who sent the news?"

Emperor Zhu Chongba frowned again when he heard the maid's words.

"The princess herself entrusted the servants in the palace to inquire, and the specific maidservant doesn't know..."

The maid replied weakly.

"Get out for me! What else do you want to do, don't you think it's not enough?"

Seeing his expression, Queen Ma knew what he was thinking.

Emperor Zhu Chongba wanted to explain, but when he looked at the queen on the horse, he saw the deep complaint in her eyes.

In order not to annoy his sister even more, he still left.

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a few days later.

Zhao Zheng, who had already possessed No.20 No. [-] puppet, finally recovered and walked out of the room.

"Master, the body of puppet No. 21 has been sent back."

"But Puppet Nine hasn't."

The puppet stepped forward to report to him what had happened in the past few days, and presented the gold medal for avoiding death that the puppet No. 21 had not had time to get back.

"Haven't sent it back yet?"

Zhao Zheng, whose head hadn't started working, subconsciously took the gold medal for avoiding death and put it in his arms. It took two seconds for him to react.

"It's okay, just pretend you don't know anything."

"Yes!"

Then Zhao Zheng walked out of Zhao Mansion.

Arrived on the capital street.

"It's been so long, I haven't enjoyed it well."

"Anyone who likes to be an official can do it. Anyway, I don't want to be now."

Yes, Zhao Zheng is going to relax for a while, and then think about whether to continue to do some practical things, or just reopen.

This time, the system couldn't persuade me, I said.

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"Seed cakes, sell sesame cakes! It only costs two yuan each!"

“Fresh and fragrant vermicelli soup!”

"This official, buy some rouge for your family, and make sure they receive the rouge you bought, and they will smile at you!"

On the bustling street, these yelling mistresses know how to yell.

Seeing that the puppet chosen by Zhao Zheng was middle-aged, and he looked like he was wandering around in a daze, he just got up and started selling it.

If it were someone else who just had the attitude that they should do something after they came out anyway, maybe the deal would be done.

But his family is all men.

You don't need to buy rouge to do whatever you want.

"No need! No need!"

Zhao Zheng quickly squeezed the crazy Xiaoer away.

At last.

I chose a restaurant and prepared to go in and have a good meal.

It must be the meal in the palace, it was a little too much to give him an appetite.

"Guest officer, you are at the right place. We have all kinds of delicious food in this restaurant, are you the only one?"

"Upstairs please!"

"Yes, one, but I can just stay in the lobby instead of going upstairs."

Zhao Zheng directly declined Xiaoer's invitation to go upstairs.

Xiao Er didn't taunt or anything, but still yelled into the room with a smile on his face.

"An honored guest! Take a seat in the lobby!"

"Choose two or three of your store's signs and serve them up, and have a jug of good wine!"

"okay!"

When Xiao Er heard the words "signboard" and "good wine", she knew she was right.

This man dresses so well and looks so extravagant, it must not be that he doesn't have money, but that he likes to spend his money well!

You can take some extra money home today.

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At the corner of the lobby on the first floor of the restaurant.

The waiter in the store specially chose the most quiet and private place for Zhao Zheng amidst the hustle and bustle.

Zhao Zheng sat down and listened to the conversations of the diners around him.

For the first time he felt so relaxed.

A snack, a sip of wine.

This is how people live.

Why was I so tired before?

Thinking of Lao Zhu's face, Zhao Zheng suddenly felt less taste in his mouth.

He quickly shook his head, and then went on to enjoy the food in front of him.

By the way, I pricked up my ears and listened to the diners at the next table discussing how domineering their daughter-in-law is and how difficult their lives are.

Also at this moment.

"Master Xiaoer, can our grandpa and grandson go in and ask if there are any nobles who want to listen to the music?"

"Okay, but don't offend the guests!"

"Thank you, Master Xiaoer!"

"They're all here to make a living, so thank you."

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"My lord, do you want to listen to the music? We only need two pennies together!"

"Go, go, don't disturb my uncle's meal!"

"My lord, do you want to listen to the music?"

"No, sir, you can ask again."

"This nobleman..."

Just when Zhao Zheng let himself go and enjoyed the happiness in the dust.

An old man and a young man with erhu on their backs stepped into the restaurant and asked the diners in the lobby one by one.

But obviously, the diners sitting in the lobby have a little spare money.

But very few spend money on it.

So after the old and the young asked a few tables of diners, their faces were filled with embarrassment.

"Grandpa, let's go."

"Grandson, good boy, let's go and ask Master Xiao Er if we can go upstairs to perform."

"Grandpa, can someone upstairs give us money to buy meat buns?"

"should have."

The grandpa and grandson, who were performing arts, went to the door again and asked the waiter.

"I can't be the master of this!"

"The ones who go upstairs are the nobles among the nobles, so you have to ask the shopkeeper!"

The waiter pointed in the direction of the counter, where the shopkeeper was crackling and calculating the accounts.

So the grandfather and grandson carefully avoided the diners who entered the door.

"Go! Go! Go!"

"I still want to go upstairs!"

"Since you can't ask in the lobby, why are you still hanging around here!"

"Go home and make a fire and cook!"

Hearing what the shopkeeper said, the grandfather nodded quickly to express his apology, and then took his grandson out.

"Grandpa! My grandson doesn't want to eat meat buns anymore. The grandson has just smelled the aroma, and he has satisfied his hunger!"

This immature and mature child's voice finally attracted Zhao Zheng's attention.

He quickly beckoned Xiao Er.

"Guest officer, what's your order? Do you want more wine?"

"No, sir...cough cough...I'm already full, move these meals upstairs to the private room for me, and then serve a pot of good tea."

"Ah, good guest officer! The private room upstairs of the shop has a view of the capital city, it's a good place to relax after dinner!"

When Xiao Er heard this, his eyes lit up immediately, and he nodded his head violently.

At the same time, he is more respectful to Zhao Zheng.

As a waiter in the shop, it is necessary to have sharp ears and sharp eyes. He really heard Zhao Zheng's slip of the tongue just now.

"Also, call me that busker just now, I want to listen to the music."

"Yes!"

Zhao Zheng didn't care too much about the previous slip of the tongue, what if he did it on purpose just now?

Upstairs elegant room.

The grandpa and grandson were brought up by the waiter.

"My nobleman, what song do you want to listen to? Our grandson can only sing lyrics in Erhu."

The old man was very cautious in front of Zhao Zheng.

"whatever."

Zhao Zheng waved his hand and let the grandpa and grandson sit at the dinner table without the first time.

But when the old man took off the erhu on his back, and the mulberry jacket on his body was lined by his shoulders, Zhao Zheng couldn't calm down.

Because he saw the knife wound on the old man's stomach.

"Master? Have you ever been a soldier?"

"My lord, my grandfather was once, and my grandfather once participated in the battle to defend Hongdu!"

Zhao Zheng's question was answered by the children beside him before the old man opened his mouth.

After Zhao Zheng heard this, he changed instantly and got up quickly.

Who knows, the old man misunderstood.

"My lord! My little grandson is not sensible! Please forgive me!"

The old man hurriedly covered his grandson's mouth, thinking that he made Zhao Zheng unhappy.

Because it is almost common sense that big soldiers are not liked by nobles.

"No, sir, take your seat quickly!"

"You are a hero!"

"Zhao is just heartbroken why you don't stay at home for the elderly, but you still take your grandson out to perform."

The uncle looked up and saw the sincerity in Zhao Zheng's eyes, and he was relieved.

But after recalling Zhao Zheng's words, he couldn't help but shed tears again.

"My lord, you are old and useless."

"Going home with an injury, it's fine if you can't help the family, and it becomes a drag."

"That's why I can only come out to sell art!"

When Zhao Zheng heard this answer, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

"Is it because the rewards and fields allocated by the imperial court are not enough?"

"A reward for silver? Fields? The little one only received fifty copper coins..."

After the grandfather sat down, he looked at Zhao Zheng in confusion.

On the side, his grandson looked at the food on the table and couldn't hold back his saliva.

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