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

Ma Mo never imagined that all his imaginations about the future and his understanding of the Zhao family were completely wrong.

I never imagined that my wish to save my life would come so easily.

......

"Uncle Zhao, another person has arrived."

"Okay, let's go in then."

Despite his reluctance to admit his true feelings, Ma Mo kept his mind racing, filled with resentment, and never dared to lag behind.

Finally, they arrived at the gate of the Zhao residence.

It was only after he arrived that he learned that the clerk who delivered the newspaper for the Zhao family was not even a clerk, but just a commoner doing it on a part-time job!

He kept calling him "brother" the whole way!

Moreover, after that person escorted him to the Zhao residence, he actually received part-time wages and then went straight home to sleep, seemingly without even entering the residence!

Zhao Shengfu really does everything personally!?

How did they even dare to think of challenging them before?

However, compared to the word "again" that came out of the mouth of that part-time commoner, these doubts, resentments, or shocks are nothing.

What does "again" mean?

In other words, Ma Mo was not the first person to surrender!

He is, at best, a microcosm. In the context of traditional storytelling, he is an example used to summarize the plot development.

This fact both relieved and made Ma Mo nervous.

This also means that Ma Mo is nothing special. No one would admit that they are actually just an ordinary person.

"Uncle Zhao."

Ma Mo naturally dared not look down on the Zhao family steward he was about to meet.

Butler, butler.

Perhaps, the steward is the highest mountain in the Zhao family?

The Zhao family's affairs, in many ways and in many aspects, cannot be viewed through the lens of common sense; this is evidenced by history.

That's hard to say. The steward of the Zhao family might be the kind of person who is responsible for managing everything in the family.

after all......

To make himself feel better, Ma Mo thought about many things, and his thoughts were quite bold.

For example, the butler remains constant, while the head of the household changes frequently.

He even gave the puppet doorman a very high position.

The key point is that these conjectures actually make more and more sense the more you think about them.

"Go straight in, and wherever people are talking, that's where the butler is."

"Yes!"

It wasn't until he finally entered the Zhao residence that he realized he hadn't been bold enough in his thinking.

What is it like inside Zhao Sheng's residence?

Throughout the entire Sun and Moon Dynasty, there were pilgrims who traveled from other places to the capital and gathered daily on the road from the Ministry of Works camp or the Academy of Sciences to Zhao Shengfu, just to pay homage to the esteemed members of the Shengfu clan.

I'm afraid everyone would love to take a look.

And Ma Mo, he's in now? He's really in!

At first, he didn't dare to look up, but later, he really couldn't help it.

But why?

Why does the interior of Zhao Shengfu appear to have nothing particularly special about it?

It's too small! Although this is the capital city, this is the Zhao Sheng Mansion!

No wonder the doorman said that you could find your way by listening to the sounds when you came in.

But why?

Why had he never felt this excited or at peace before, even though he had visited the palace many times?

Could it be that what is special is never the plaque hanging on the gate of Zhao Sheng Mansion, or even the mansion itself, or the official positions held by the head of the Zhao family and the members of the Zhao family, or even the emperor's favor or fear?

what is that?

......

Upon seeing the butler, Lian Jiu, Ma Mo felt completely relaxed, as if all problems and considerations had vanished and were no longer necessary.

Of course, the main reason was because of the butler, Lian Jiu, who made him drink a cup of bitter tea as soon as they met!

“Delicious!”

The key point is that Ma Mo genuinely felt that even with his discerning palate, which had tasted so many excellent teas, he couldn't detect any flaws in this tea.

But whether it's the leaves or the aroma, it's definitely bitter tea.

Ma Mo is a tea connoisseur, and even among the most ordinary tea connoisseurs in the world, he is definitely one of the most knowledgeable.

Unfortunately, he was a guest.

People like him all overlook the fact that there are many varieties of bitter tea, while Zhao Zheng only knows how to enjoy the Lianjiu puppet.

"Master Zhao!"

"Just call me Butler Zhao. What's wrong, this tea isn't to your liking?"

"Of course not, this tea is top-quality, even a single piece of gold leaf is worth it."

Hearing Zhao Zheng's question, Ma Mo quickly shook his head.

Regardless of the facts, or whether he came to surrender today, he had to quickly shake his head.

But Zhao Zheng suddenly interrupted him, so how could he continue to bring up his surrender? After all, today's events could not be taken lightly.

But wouldn't continuing abruptly make me seem...?

Everything on Ma Mo's face naturally caught Zhao Zheng's eye.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

"Now that you've entered the Zhao residence, the Zhao family will not pursue the past any further. Find a place to stay in the capital."

"As for what happened today, I have nothing to reward you with, so I'll give you this jar of bitter tea."

Thinking of Ma Mo's 'patient guidance' to that group of gentry and powerful people during the day, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but feel a sense of relief and pleasure.

Ma Mo's thoughts are too easy to guess.

His plan was to let the descendants of those gentry and powerful families commit crimes, and before that, to give the Zhao family leverage over them, thus demonstrating his sincerity.

But I never expected it.

Unbeknownst to many, this actually helped Zhao Zheng a great deal.

No matter how hard Zhao Zheng tried, he could not truly popularize the steam engine throughout the world.

Emperors can be really good at forcing people and making use of everything.

The doctor who saved lives was used to kill.

The steam engine, which liberated human power, was used to imprison it.

After all, the army was in his hands, and the time for a clash of hard power had not yet come, and the opportunity had not yet arrived, so Zhao Zheng could only feel helpless.

Helplessly watching, the steam engine, which was used by the army to forge iron and weave in the capital, continued to be used by the army to forge iron and weave in various places.

Over the years, this wonderful steam engine has evolved from leaky and leaky to near perfection, spreading from the capital to other regions.

Aside from the initial upgrade and victory in production methods, the only gain and the only change was...

It was only for the sake of the imperial court that they saved a tiny bit of money on the canal transport!

The project includes railway construction.

There are various kinds of grains in the field.

But what about the market? It's still the same old stuff!

Zhao Zheng began to wonder if his initial criticism of the emperor had been too harsh, leaving a shock that the emperor hadn't yet fully processed.

Otherwise, how could he have gone from being a landlord's foolish son who only spent money and never earned it to a miser who only takes in money and never spends it?

The Emperor, Old Zhu.

People everywhere can afford rice, but the prices of onions, ginger, and garlic are trending toward sky-high levels.

Zhao Zheng became increasingly patient, but also felt increasingly helpless.

Now, he felt that his patience and genuine emotions were almost exhausted, and he even felt angry.

As a result, Lao Zhu started a new round of probing!

"This this!"

"Butler Zhao..."

Ma Mo, who had just received the can of tea, was also unsettled.

How did Zhao Shengfu find out about today's events?

And how could he surrender so easily?

There were even gifts!?

"What? You want me to bring you to justice first, and then spare your dog's life at the very end?"

"Be glad you didn't arrive too late. If it were after the thunderstorm, someone like you would have been torn to pieces without me even blinking."

"get out!"

Ma Mo couldn't listen to An Sheng's words and even hesitated in his heart.

Zhao Zheng was speechless, but he still treated the guy who had unexpectedly helped him in a different way.

"Alright!" Sure enough, it was even more effective.

This can be considered his last exception to the one in the Qianqing Palace.

Ma and Mo, they absolutely deserve to die!

And Zhao Zheng, he should die now.