Chapter 154 Slightly Drunk

I was indeed a little drunk, but not to the point of being completely wasted. But under these circumstances, only by being drunk and talking nonsense could I cover up this matter.

Was Zheng Fan worried that the First Prince would reveal that the Barbarian King was in his hands?

To be honest, not really.

The First Prince giving him that dowry was, in itself, an investment, and Zheng Fan was his investor.

It's just that back then, he only had seven simps around him and no capital. He had to beg and plead everywhere to find connections, and finally pulled in venture capital from Little Sixth.

Now, he was still losing money, and it was predictable that investing in him now would continue to lose money for the next few years, with no possibility of profit. Even for the investor, the probability of profit was so small that it could almost be ignored, let alone dividends.

But he had already established a small foothold, sitting on the strategic location of Xuehai Pass, and being granted the title of Earl of Pingye. The Xuehai Iron Cavalry was still small in number, but as it slowly developed, its future was definitely promising.

So, if the First Prince wanted to get on board now, he could only do a Series B financing.

Zheng Bo Master wasn't the simp he used to be. If you want to invest in him now, in addition to needing more "resources" and "costs," you'd have no say and couldn't get any decision-making power. You'd also need to actively maintain this structure.

That was the First Prince's situation because he had basically lost his "military life," and his remaining "political life" was only as a marriage tool.

Now he wanted to buy a ticket, to get on board. Although he used to be the eldest brother, now he could only be a "third brother," and even that position was unstable.

Investing in Zheng Bo Master was already being on "Sixth Master's" side.

Perhaps Zheng Bo Master hadn't experienced Little Sixth's infinitely glorious childhood with him, so he didn't know how spoiled Little Sixth was as a child.

But the First Prince would rather invest in Little Sixth than try to leech off his second brother, the current Crown Prince. That alone showed the signs.

If any relationship purely emphasized profit, it would seem a bit estranged. As the saying goes, too much rigidity leads to breakage, but too much sentimentality would turn into a tangled mess. It was best to adjust to a suitable degree between each other.

Using slightly uninhibited words after drinking, General Zheng gave his promise. He believed the First Prince understood that this deal might not see any returns for a long time, but at least he had secured an escape route, a confirmation.

Anyway, why not take the dowry if it's offered?

Anyway, he wouldn't use the dowry for himself. It would all be given away, so naturally it should be given to someone more pleasing to the eye.

Zheng Bo Master's luck has always been low in battlefield combat, and accidents always happen easily. But if you're talking about being "pleasing to the eye," Zheng Bo Master has never lost to anyone along the way.

Wasn't Sha Tuo Que Shi from his hometown, and the Sword Saint now, both won back by flashing his face?

Imagine in the future,

The Sword Saint recovers, Sha Tuo Que Shi's bloodline goes a step further, even if he doesn't return to his peak, just return to his original Third Rank.

Left Sha Tuo Que Shi, right Sword Saint,

A bodyguard lineup worthy of an emperor!

So why are so many deals negotiated at the dinner table? Because at the dinner table, there is more room for probing, both true and false, making it more comfortable.

Xue San then walked in and reported,

"Master, should we interrogate him now?"

Zheng Fan waved his hand,

And said:

"Leave him for a day, I'll get some sleep first."

Zheng Bo Master knew very well what level of opponent the Barbarian King was. Even if the opponent was now a prisoner, even if he could only kneel before him, Zheng Fan had to ensure that he was in his peak state when fighting him, allowing no carelessness.

So, Xue San took the Barbarian King away. Tonight, with Xue San and Fan Li watching, the Barbarian King wouldn't be able to stir up any trouble.

Zheng Fan, the master, continued to cover himself with the quilt,

Ke Shi brought hot tea again,

Zheng Fan took the teacup, took a sip, and found that the taste of this tea was really ordinary.

He glanced at Ke Shi with some lingering desire, and Ke Shi's face turned red.

"It's nothing, you can go down and rest too."

"Yes, Bo Master."

Ke Shi went down, and after leaving the bedroom and returning to her room, she vigorously fanned her slightly flushed and hot face.

Heaven knows why she was so crazy in the first half of the night;

However, men who have never been fathers or women who have never been mothers do not understand the pain of breast milk.

The child can't eat that much,

But her supply is so large,

So in the first half of the night, she actually acted like she was bewitched.

Now, thinking back to Bo Master's eyes when he drank the tea earlier,

Ke Shi suddenly realized,

Was Bo Master in the first half of the night,

Really drunk to the point of being unconscious?

…

The second half of the night was calm.

Zheng Fan slept until morning. He didn't have time to eat breakfast, so he dressed neatly, rode his horse to the outside of the city to see off the First Prince and the imperial eunuch.

The imperial eunuch and his party were already waiting there. Because the First Prince had many "wives," two of whom were already showing signs of pregnancy, there were more carriages and things, so it would take a little more time.

General Zheng has always believed that the First Prince made great contributions to resisting and weakening the barbarians.

Seven barbarian women,

If they were left in the snowy plains, assuming they would have six children in their lifetime, with a fifty-fifty mortality rate,

That would also add twenty-one adult people to the barbarians,

And then it would be a chicken lays an egg, the egg hatches a chicken,

In short, calculated this way, the First Prince can be said to have destroyed a barbarian tribe!

Of course, this kind of ridicule is only suitable for keeping in mind and enjoying yourself, but it can't be said to the First Prince's face.

"Bo Master, this gift is really too generous."

The imperial eunuch's surname was Liu, and he was considered one of the older eunuchs in the palace.

"The eunuch has come from afar, it's really hard work. This little token is only right."

"Heh heh heh."

Eunuch Liu covered his mouth and smiled,

And said:

"Then this old servant will accept it on behalf of the Sixth Prince."

Hearing this, Zheng Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, but just nodded silently.

He couldn't be sure whether what this Eunuch Liu said was true or false, but he didn't actually need to confirm it.

But after experiencing these few things, Zheng Fan felt that he should re-examine his "good brother" with new eyes.

He used to feel that he had been squeezing him dry, squeezing him dry again and again,

And felt a little guilty and embarrassed,

Now it seems,

That one was probably deliberately letting go, letting go, and letting go again;

People were already thinking about getting rid of what they had in their hands. It was better to throw it to Zheng Fan than into the trash can, at least to hear a sound;

As the saying goes, there is loss and gain.

The Blind Man had investigated and said that the Sixth Prince's maternal family, the Min family, was a character similar to Shen Wansan in the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty, of course, the ending was similar to Shen Wansan.

A businessman, no matter how big you are, if you don't understand politics, it definitely won't work.

Little Sixth might have inherited some of the Min family's legacy. At the same time, can you say he doesn't understand politics?

Think about it,

It's also interesting,

Back then, when he was penniless, thinking of touching a down-and-out idle prince, to get his first pot of gold, he actually struck it lucky, and probably ran into a true hidden dragon in the abyss.

However, he didn't have absolute vigilance. Si Niang had already made arrangements, that is, when it came to some core positions in Shengle City, she would rather use the Wen family than place those shopkeepers sent by Little Sixth in key positions.

The First Prince finally arrived, followed by a long string of carriages.

Zheng Fan bid them a solemn farewell, said some polite words to each other, and then sent them off for ten more *li*, before turning his horse back.

Back at the villa, lunch had already been delivered. Zheng Fan ordered that the Barbarian King be brought up.

Soon, the Barbarian King arrived. Xue San told him that his master wanted to invite him to dinner.

Then,

The Barbarian King saw a long table that had been pieced together.

The style of the table was actually similar to the long tables used by nobles in some Western movies when eating.

Zheng Bo Master sat facing south, and the Barbarian King sat opposite.

Xue San and Fan Li stood to the left and right of Zheng Bo Master.

Safety,

Safety,

Maintaining a safe distance,

Was very important!

No matter how cautious you are with the Barbarian King, it's not an overstatement.

Didn't Si Tu Lei lose his lifetime of fame to this Barbarian King?

"Bo Master, Little Dog respectfully offers you a cup."

After unlocking the chains, the Barbarian King picked up the wine cup and offered a virtual toast.

This table was really far away.

Zheng Fan also picked up the wine cup in front of him, shook it, and then took a small sip, just to show his meaning.

The Barbarian King picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat, and put it in his mouth, chewing it very enjoyably. It was imaginable that he had been living a really hard life recently.

Because of the hangover, Zheng Fan wasn't very hungry even now, and was just silently drinking the chicken soup in his bowl with a spoon.

Seeing this, the Barbarian King smiled and didn't stand on ceremony, and began to eat heartily.

Talking business doesn't interfere with eating,

Even if General Zheng is stingy, he wouldn't be so miserly as to begrudge a full meal.

About twenty minutes later, seeing that the Barbarian King was finally full, he put down his chopsticks and began to pat his belly.

Zheng Fan also picked up the white cloth on the table and pressed the corners of his mouth.

This posture made the Barbarian King slightly surprised.

At this moment,

Ke Shi brought up two cups of tea, one for the Barbarian King and one for Zheng Fan.

The Barbarian King picked up the teacup, took a sip, and praised:

"Good tea."

Zheng Fan picked up the teacup, took a sip,

Then,

"Ptooey… ptooey… ptooey…"

He spat the tea he was using to rinse his mouth into the small copper basin that Ke Shi was holding in her other hand.

"…" The Barbarian King.

After finishing the meal,

Zheng Fan leaned slightly back in his chair, his eyes level with the Barbarian King.

The Blind Man wasn't here, so this first round of confrontation had to be hosted by Zheng Fan himself.

Liang Cheng wasn't suitable for this job. He could fight, but he wasn't very good at this kind of interpersonal communication. Back then, in the prequel to his comic, it was introduced that he had suffered the fate of "a cunning rabbit dies, a hunting dog is cooked" because of his overly rigid personality and unwillingness to bow his head.

Fan Li, this silly fellow, wasn't suitable for dialogue either. Zheng Fan was afraid that Fan Li would choke the Barbarian King to death.

As for Xue San,

Hmm,

Sitting here would be an insult to the national character.

The Barbarian King, who had eaten and drank his fill, also immediately entered the state,

Tears,

Immediately began to fall down.

There was no emotional brewing, and he didn't use garlic to rub his eyes,

He entered the scene as soon as he said he would;

"Bo Master, I... I... I'm so miserable."

Seeing this scene, Zheng Fan suddenly felt that he had found a high-level acting opponent.

Zheng Fan didn't rush to speak, but let the Barbarian King continue to perform.

The Barbarian King cried and sobbed for a while,

Finally,

Seeing that Zheng Fan didn't react,

He immediately stopped as soon as he said he would.

Because he understood one thing, that is, Zheng Fan wasn't interested in playing the false set with him. The newly promoted Earl of Yan in front of him preferred a more direct approach.

Only by figuring out the other party's preferred style can you prescribe the right medicine.

The Barbarian King immediately opened his mouth and said:

"Bo Master, do you want the snowy plains to be at your disposal?"

Zheng Fan nodded and said:

"Yes."

There was nothing wrong with admitting it, and there was nothing he dared not admit.

Here, they were all Zheng Fan's people. Even if he told the Barbarian King that he wanted to be an emperor, it wouldn't matter in the slightest.

Hearing this, the Barbarian King immediately said:

"Then Bo Master, you can use Little Dog. Little Dog has nothing now and doesn't need to return to the snowy plains. Little Dog only knows that the tribes that originally supported me are now suffering from the invasion and annexation of other tribes.

But I'm familiar with the snowy plains, which family has grievances with which family, which family has a generational feud with which family, which family can be used, which family can be suppressed, which family can be supported. I understand everything.

If Bo Master wants to integrate the snowy plains into his own back garden, then Little Dog will definitely be able to help you.

Little Dog will be your most loyal hunting dog, helping you guard your home."

Zheng Fan took out a file that he had borrowed from A'ming but never returned, and began to trim his nails, occasionally blowing on them.

After the Barbarian King finished speaking for a long time,

Zheng Fan finally spoke while admiring his nails:

"The Si Tu Yi and Si Tu Jiong brothers were ordered by me to be killed in the dung pit."

Back then, these two jokers were bewitched by you, recognized you as their adopted grandson, and acted as internal agents for you.

But after you entered the pass, how did you treat them?

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"They were just two fools, how could Bo Master be them."

"Maybe after a few years, when you sit at a table again and eat with another person, you will say I'm a fool."

Zheng Bo Master's greatest advantage,

Is that he is very self-aware,

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