Daming: The system rejected my request for salted fish

As he spoke, the servant released his grip on the wheelchair handles, clasped his hands together, and cracked his knuckles.

However, his actions not only failed to intimidate Master Zheng, but also made Master Zheng look at him as if he were an idiot.

"I told you you're not thinking straight. Did you think you'd be safe just because you're not in the Imperial Hospital? Have you forgotten your place and mine?"

"I am, after all, a staff member of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion. How can you, a mere servant, lay a hand on me in the street? Use your pig brain to think about this. Is it reasonable?"

Humiliated by Master Zheng once again, he was so angry that he wanted to devour him alive, and he clenched his teeth tightly.

Immediately afterwards, he placed his hand directly on Master Zheng's body and said:

"I don't need to lay a hand on you openly. I can make you suffer excruciating pain with just a flick of my finger."

"Really? Come on, you try it. If you feel even the slightest pain, I'll collapse to the ground immediately. Let's see if you can handle it."

Upon hearing these words from Master Zheng, the servants immediately stopped making a move. They never expected Master Zheng to resort to such a shameless trick.

In order not to make things too big, the servants ultimately did not dare to lay a hand on the victim and slowly withdrew their hands, suppressing their anger.

At this moment, Master Zheng spoke again slowly:

"Since you won't tell me, then I'll remind you. Our purpose in going to the Imperial Hospital is to poison the Duke of Zhenguo."

Upon hearing Master Zheng's words, the servant felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively glanced around.

This is the main street. If others hear their conversation, they might be surrounded by the Imperial Guards at any moment.

Seeing his cautious demeanor, Master Zheng's expression grew even more disdainful.

"What, are you scared now? When you rushed at me just now, didn't you think that this wasn't the place to talk?"

After saying this, Master Zheng didn't wait for the servants to speak. He simply patted the wheelchair with his hand and continued:

"If you have any brains at all, what you should be doing now is pushing me home, otherwise we'll just stay here."

Although Master Zheng's words were unpleasant, they had to be admitted that what he said was true, so the servants immediately realized what he meant.

He gripped the wheelchair handle again, and remained silent all the way back to Master Zheng's residence.

Only after the two entered the mansion together and closed the gate tightly did the servants look at Master Zheng with fierce eyes.

He hadn't forgotten the humiliation he'd suffered at the hands of Master Zheng, and now that he was back at his residence, he didn't have to worry about being seen by others.

However, just as he was about to take action, a single sentence from Master Zheng forced him to back down once again.

"If you're thinking of taking action, I advise you not to do it now. We still need to go to the Imperial Hospital later, and it wouldn't be good if they noticed something."

When he said this, Master Zheng didn't even look up at his servant, completely displaying an attitude of having him under his thumb.

The servants clearly saw Zheng Shiye's attitude, but no matter what, they dared not continue and could only suppress their anger.

"You just got back, why are you going to the Imperial Hospital again? What are you doing back here then!"

Hearing the other party's suppressed anger, Master Zheng sighed helplessly, rubbing his forehead, and said:

“I just asked you if you remember why we went to the Imperial Hospital. I also told you that we went to poison the Duke of Zhenguo.”

"Then tell me, how do you plan to poison him? Are you going to just take the medicine out and stuff it into the Duke of Zhenguo's mouth? Are you going to do that?"

"If we really did that, do you think the two of us could leave the Imperial Hospital alive? No, we wouldn't even be able to leave the ward!"

After Master Zheng finished speaking, although he could not quell the anger in the servants' hearts, at least he made them understand.

Indeed, after Master Zheng finished speaking, the servant, though still angry, calmed down.

Seeing this, Master Zheng spoke again:

"Furthermore, if it were really possible to do that, why would the Master give me this kind of medicine? He could have just poured arsenic into the mouth of the Duke of Zhenguo."

"Clearly, the cult leader has other plans and does not want things to escalate too much before those plans are completed."

In terms of martial prowess, ten Zheng clerks wouldn't be a match for this servant, but when it comes to understanding people's hearts, Zheng clerks are miles ahead of him.

Before this, the servant hadn't thought much about the mission. It wasn't until he heard what Master Zheng said that he began to understand.

However, this still doesn't explain why Master Zheng, after returning, still had to go to the Imperial Hospital.

So after Master Zheng finished speaking, the servant immediately asked the question.

"Then what does your return to the Imperial Hospital have to do with poisoning? Besides, you didn't do anything at the Imperial Hospital either."

"You don't think I didn't know while I was out there, do you? You and Wei Wu were talking about some bullshit local specialties in the hospital room the whole time."

Master Zheng turned his head, raised an eyebrow at the man, and after a moment of contemplation, slowly spoke:

"Did you hear everything?"

"if not!"

The servant looked at Master Zheng with arrogance, clearly feeling very good about winning this round and gaining the upper hand.

However, at that moment, a remark from Master Zheng made him realize that he might not be thinking very well.

“The local specialty I mentioned to the Duke of Zhenguo was food. Since you think what I’m doing is wrong, then you can teach me.”

"Let's not talk about food now. I'd like to hear your brilliant ideas on how to feed the poison to Wei Wu."

The servants couldn't think of any rebuttal to this statement, because the facts were right in front of them.

Since we cannot force Wei Wu to take medicine and alert him, the only thing we can do is poison his food and drinking water.

The problem is that Wei Wu's daily food was prepared by the Imperial Hospital, which was under the strict protection of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

They had no chance to tamper with it, but if it was a local specialty, it would be much easier to manipulate.

At this point, the servant finally realized that Master Zheng wasn't just messing around, but was genuinely trying to complete his mission.

With this understanding, he no longer looked at Master Zheng with such hostility, after all, the mission came first.

There was still one question he didn't quite understand, so he asked again.

"Since you've already figured out what to do, why not bring the local specialties with you from the start!"