Prince Merry

Qin Zizhen thought quietly, but didn't feel much in his heart. Compared with the bloody darkness in the last days, what happened to Qin Shizi was nothing at all.

"You guys take the banknotes and divide them up. I'll be more restrained in the future." Qin Zizhen said casually, his calm expression inexplicably made people feel a chill in his heart. Since the owner of his body was changed to himself, he had to do it for himself Think more about it.

"Thank you, Lord." Changqing thanked her, her heart sank slightly, even the bank note in her hand seemed to be a little heavy.

Changchun and Changle looked at each other. Although it is a good thing to get the reward, it is nothing compared to the filial piety below, so how willing they are.

Seeing that the elder son had made up his mind, Changan knew that it would be useless to talk too much, so he said instead: "But master, what you promised before..."

Qin Zizhen's face was cold: "I was unconscious before, so what's the matter?"

Changchun's throat was bitter, Shi Ziye had nothing to do, but he had something to do, he accepted the filial piety before, and promised to handle the case well, but now if he repents, others will not make trouble for him, but only him.

"You can take care of your own affairs." Qin Zizhen said lightly, his cold voice was devoid of emotion, he understood the truth that when water is clear, there will be no fish, and filial piety may have already been cut in his hands. Be careful thinking that Qin Zizhen doesn't take it seriously. In his eyes, people can only be used or not. Only capable people are worth being used. As his personal long-term follower, if even this matter can be resolved No, what's the use?

Hearing Shizi's icy voice, Changchun's heart trembled, his whole body became stiff, and his heart rose to his throat. Shiye's tolerance made him forget what a violent person Shizi used to be, and he replied loudly: "Please, Shizi!" Don't worry, little one understands."

Qin Zizhen's face was expressionless, and his gaze fixed on them made people feel pressured: "Whoever dares to act recklessly again, don't blame me for being merciless."

"Yes." Chang'an replied with a bitter face, he couldn't understand why the son wanted to cut off his own fortune.

"Young one, I would like to follow the orders of the elder son." Chang Le laughed with him, as if he was obedient. Although he was very unwilling in his heart, he knew better that everything he had was given by the elder son.

Qin Zizhen withdrew his gaze, his expression softened, his pale face showed a trace of sickness, he seemed a little weaker than before, and said slowly: "Okay, you all go down, one by one, don't be blindsided, go and get rid of it." Wipe the tail clean for me, don't let anything go wrong."

As soon as Qin Zizhen finished speaking, the eyes of the servants lit up, and their thoughts immediately became active. Could there be other ways of making money?According to what the prince said, it seemed that they were told to stop because they thought they were getting too little money.

Isn't it just getting less money?Qin Zizhen was disdainful in his heart, and he took over the prosecution and lent money at interest rates. He is not the original owner, and he ruined his reputation for a few small money. He is really worthless.But fortunately, he is not promising. Apart from his status, Qin Shizi doesn't have much face, and he is unable to do those utterly unconscionable things. It has to be said that this is a gratifying and congratulatory event.

Seeing their eager eyes, Qin Zizhen waved his hands and didn't want to say anything, motioning for them to back down.At present, he doesn't know much about the situation outside, and there is nothing useful in his memory. It's better to be still than to move. Anyway, he has taken advantage of him, and he doesn't plan to let it go.

That's right, in Qin Zizhen's eyes, King Pingxi is the one who has been taken advantage of. Since King Pingxi pampers him, he will indulge him to the end, and don't take advantage of the bastard. To confuse the court, one must pamper him, or else it is hypocrisy, the previous appearance will be self-defeating, and King Pingxi will not like this result.

Qin Zizhen was confident, and it was certain that King Pingxi would not do anything to him, so he could blackmail him generously.

After the few people left, Qin Zizhen immediately went back to his room. He sat in the yard for too long, and the cool wind blew, making him look weaker. His pale face was almost transparent, so fragile that it would break if touched.

Qishuang and Zixia were worried, and followed closely behind their master, fearing that something might go wrong.

Qin Zizhen ignored their concerns, returned to the room, and sent them out with a straight face. After closing the door, Qin Zizhen's body softened, and the calm expression on his face could no longer hold on. His whole body was sweating, and even his clothes were drenched with sweat.

Walking to the bed with difficulty, Qin Zizhen lay powerlessly on the bed, with a wry smile on his face. After all, he was the one who made it up. In the conversation just now, he used spiritual hints. Originally, he was born in psychology and didn't use supernatural powers. Under the premise of this, it is not a big problem to imply that it is not a big problem to be a person. Who would have thought that he still overestimated his ability.

His situation in the palace is isolated and helpless, and there are not many servants he can use. Instead of retraining newcomers, it is better to use a few old ones. Although they are not very successful, they at least know the basics.

Qin Zizhen didn't want them to be loyal. The so-called loyalty was just that he didn't have enough chips for betrayal. He only wanted the people below to be obedient and obey his orders.Compared with trusting the character of his subordinates, he believed in his hints more, implying that they were convinced of him, feared him, and did not dare to give birth to rebellious thoughts, so as to save them one by one. slaves.

Qin Zizhen fell into a deep sleep exhausted, and woke up again. It was already night, and his throat was a little dry: "Come on."

"Master." Hong Luan stood by respectfully, her brows drooping slightly.

"Bring water." Qin Zizhen frowned, rubbing his temples with a distressed look, his brain still hurting badly.

Hongluan hurriedly served tea, Qin Zizhen took a sip to moisten his throat, thought for a moment and asked, "Is the ginseng soup ready?"

"It's already boiled, and I'll let the slaves serve it up. The prince must be hungry. After drinking the ginseng soup, it's time to eat."

Qin Zizhen nodded, closed his eyes and rested.

Zixia took out a small table and put it on the bed, and after a while, a bowl of ginseng soup was served.

Qin Zizhen's demeanor was calm, he drank a bowl of ginseng soup, the energy in his body surged, and a warmth went straight to his dantian. He felt his whole body stretched out, and the pain in his brain was relieved immediately. Qin Zizhen admired it in his heart. Old ginseng, the effect is really good!

After drinking two bowls of ginseng soup in a row, Qin Zizhen began to eat.

Time passed unknowingly, this was the second day after he woke up, he did not see the prince or concubine, nor did he see the concubine, nor did his aunt and concubine come to visit.

Qin Zizhen lightened it slightly, and put down the bowls and chopsticks slowly. He had no dissatisfaction with the current situation. If others were sincere to the original owner, it would be difficult for him to deal with it. Take over, not to mention that he has a cleanliness habit, and he will never touch things that others have touched. What's more, he likes men and can't be hard on women. Have any psychological burden.

As a gay, Qin Zizhen has never thought of an heir. Not only is he younger by dozens of years in this life, but he even has children. Qin Zizhen feels very satisfied, except that his body is too weak. If he can train his abilities back, life will be even better. Completed.

Thinking of his son, Qin Zizhen had to think of Aunt Mei. Aunt Mei was the concubine's personal maid who gave her son to be a concubine. When the child is sick, Aunt Mei will take care of it herself and stay by the bedside day and night. Who would have imagined that such a loving mother image is all a pretense.If he hadn't heard the maid's gossip during his coma, even he might have been fooled.

An annoyance rose in Qin Zizhen's heart. If the servants hadn't deliberately concealed it, the original owner, no matter how worthless, loved his son so much, how could he allow others to bully him like this.He glanced at Hong Luan coldly, it was this gentle and virtuous look that made the original owner trust her more.

Qin Zizhen sneered, being gentle and virtuous is the attitude of a regular wife, what kind of thing is she.

Hongluan inexplicably felt a chill in her heart, and felt a little uneasy in her heart. She suppressed the flustered emotions in her heart and ordered people to prepare soup and medicine for the son to take a bath.She is just a servant girl, she doesn't have much ambition, she just wants to be released to marry when she is 20 years old, with her status beside the prince, no matter who she marries in the future, she will have some face.What's more, Hongluan didn't feel that she was wrong at all, all her thoughts were for the good of the master, it was not wise for the master to make enemies around the palace, so she would always speak out to warn her.

As for the matter of Young Master Sun, she thought that the son was so filial to the princess, and the princess trusted Aunt Mei so much. Instead of causing trouble to cause the master and the concubine to live apart, it is better to hide it. Anyway, before there is no heir of her own, Aunt Mei will never dare to be too serious. Too much, Young Master Sun is her protection.

Qin Zizhen didn't show it on the surface, but he made up his mind in his heart. Tomorrow, he would take his cheap son and raise him by his side if he was obedient. If he made a fuss, he would throw it to the maidservants and nanny. After all, he was his heir. How could it be possible for an aunt to raise the child? Thing, inherited the memory of the original owner, he has a general understanding of the rules of this era, the bastards who have lost their mothers are generally raised in front of their aunts, and only those who have no rules will mess around. Unclear people.