Being an emperor is not something he can do, so he can only rely on his connections.

With a flick of his sleeves, Zhang Jingwei walked towards the main hall, and Zhang Liu followed closely behind him.

"Close the door!"

Zhang Jingwei gave the order after sitting down.

Zhang Liu closed the door quickly, and the room suddenly became dark. Through the residual light through the paper window, he could only see Zhang Jingwei sitting in the main seat, looking at him expressionlessly.

"Zhang Liu, if you feel that the Zhang family treats you well, just answer the questions I ask you truthfully," Zhang Jingwei said coldly.

"Yes!" Seeing that his young master suddenly became serious, he answered quickly.

"Has my father or the Zhang family ever had any conflict with the Yunzhou governor?" Zhang Jingwei asked.

"There was no festival. That boy Lu Hui was just a tribute student. He had never met the master before the imperial order to search his house." Zhang Liu replied.

"Do my father and the King of Jin know each other?"

"Of course we know each other. Prince Jin is a relative of the Celestial Empire, and his power covers the entire Jiangbei region. The Zhang family's rise to prominence in the north was thanks to Prince Jin's support!"

"What else does the Zhang family do besides salt?"

"Porcelain, silk, wine, grain, spices, medicinal herbs... basically, the master is making everything that can be seen on the trade route."

"One last question. What exactly is the 'business' between the Zhang family and the Rong clan?"

“Salt, of course!”

Seeing that he was still using the same excuse as before, Zhang Jingwei slammed the table and shouted, "Tell the truth! This concerns both our lives."

Zhang Liu's eyes darkened and he shook his head, saying, "There are some things I can't tell you yet. This is what the master told me. When you are able to take charge, I will explain everything to you. Please forgive me, young master!"

After saying that, the two looked at each other for a few seconds.

Zhang Jingwei first closed his eyes and held his forehead, then sighed, "Ah——"

"Forget it. I can't get any information from you even if I ask you."

If you smoke a cigarette at this time, perhaps your depressed mood may be improved.

Zhang Jingwei, who hadn't smoked for a whole day, felt an itch in his teeth.

When Zhang was at home, his father did not allow him to smoke before being dispatched, so he taught Zhang Jingwei to use other ways to divert his attention.

So he learned fitness, painting and calligraphy.

When he thought of fitness, he thought of the hard slap Huangfu Ling had just given him.

"By the way, Uncle Liu, what kind of person am I?" He turned his head to look at Zhang Liu and asked again.

"Young master, you are a man of great talent. All the girls in the city admire you. You and your classmates often recite poems and compose essays in brothels, and you have created many excellent poems. The master is very pleased with this." Zhang Liu said to him with an approving look.

At this time, Zhang Jingwei frowned, pinched his chin and asked in confusion: "I often go to brothels? With my small body, I still go to brothels? I'm afraid I'll be squeezed dry by those Hua sisters..."

Zhang Liu patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "That's wrong. It's perfectly normal for a talented man to love a beautiful woman. The most popular courtesan in Yunzhou shares your feelings. You were about to redeem her, but it's a good thing that the master strongly opposed it at the time, otherwise..."

After listening, Zhang Jingwei breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought: Fortunately I have a good father, if I really married a prostitute...

After spending the past two days together, Zhang Liu seemed to have noticed changes in his young master.

So he said earnestly: "Master, Miss Huangfu treated you like this, and you deserve it!"

Zhang Jingwei looked surprised: "What do you mean?"

"Most of the children from the aristocratic families in Yunzhou City are acquainted with each other. Huangfu Changshui was just a captain at that time. He had only this one daughter in his life and taught her martial arts since she was a child. That's why Miss Huangfu behaved more generously..." Zhang Liu suddenly paused and looked outside the door.

"But you, young master, contracted other powerful families' sons. You wrote insulting songs about her all day and paid children to sing them. You even tricked her into working in a brothel once. Fortunately, she was skilled in martial arts, so she didn't suffer any harm!"

Zhang Jingwei was shocked when he heard this.

What kind of birth behavior is this!

"Didn't her father...come to ask for an explanation?" Zhang Jingwei asked embarrassedly.

In his impression, the "officers" in ancient times were similar to warlords, the kind who killed people without blinking an eye.

"Young Master, you've forgotten that the Zhang family holds great status in Yunzhou City. Huangfu Changshui wanted to skin you alive, but I spent a fortune buying the 'Yunzhou Palace' as an apology, and even hung you up and beat you for three days..."

"Good guy, you didn't beat me to death in these three days." After saying this, he patted his bamboo-like body.

Zhang Jingwei stood up, walked quickly forward, opened the door, stretched his waist, and said, "That temporary palace is now the Marquis' Mansion, no wonder it's so big!"

"Oh, this palace is no match for the Zhang family's!"

Speaking of Zhang Jingwei, I was even more surprised. How rich is my family?

"Young Master, you really don't remember why you weren't beaten to death?" Zhang Liu asked with a raised eyebrow.

Zhang Jingwei used to often use the audiobook app "Qianqieting" in the company. This is a habit he learned from Master Li.

I didn’t understand it at first, but as I used it more and more, I felt that listening to books was really addictive.

"Is there any hidden plot here? Tell me quickly." Curious Zhang Jingwei poured two cups of tea and pushed one to Zhang Liu.

Zhang Liu took the tea and took a sip pretentiously.

Zhang Jingwei, who was anxious to hear the story, bared his teeth and dragged Zhang Liu around.

Seeing this, Zhang Liu put down his teacup, his eyes smiling like the funny big yellow head in the readers' emoticon package.

"You were young then. You were 15 and Miss Huangfu was only 12. She saved you from hanging for three days and three nights, and you promised her that you would marry her in the future."

"It's that simple? So I can marry into your family?"

"Not at all. Young Master not only broke his promise, but also became ungrateful. He fabricated a lewd rumor about Miss Huangfu in the brothel, describing her as a tiger. You were 'riding a tiger and it was difficult to get off.' You even drew a picture of tigers mating and gave it to her as a birthday present."

"Am I really this kind of person? Why is someone like me called a genius?" Shocked! (Second goal), Zhang Jingwei grabbed his long gown.

"After that, the rumors about you all said that you wanted to give Huangfu Qianjin to..."

"Married?"

"Sleep!"

Fuck! Zhang Jingwei's heart was filled with a thousand galloping horses. It turned out that the provocative action he thought was provoking Huangfu Ling today was so hurtful!

Medieval bullying straight out of the box.

I am 18 years old now, and Huangfu Ling is 15 years old.

"Doesn't her father care if I bully her like this? Doesn't my father care?" Zhang Jingwei asked.

"Back then, the wars were raging, and there were soldiers everywhere. Miss Huangfu, at such a young age, was so concerned about her country and was so tolerant and generous. She repeatedly forgave you and your group of idiot friends. The master reduced your monthly allowance again and again, and treated Miss Huangfu like his own daughter, taking care of her in every way to make up for your past behavior."

"So I bullied her while her father was away."

Gradually, the whole story came together: he was a dandy boy who relied on his family's wealth to bully a girl who had saved him.

If you round it off, maybe I really can't be considered a "person".

"Compared to your 'Yunzhou Young Master Gang', Miss Huangfu is a true young talent. When the Zhang family was providing porridge for the people, Miss Huangfu was building farms and repairing water conservancy projects for them."

From this point of view, Huangfu Ling's status in the eyes of the people of Yunzhong City is much higher than that of the young master of the Zhang family.