"No! This old guy is playing tricks."

Zhu Yicheng, whose mind gradually became clear, soon realized that he was not an ordinary person. Although Zhu Yicheng was just a high school student, the information explosion in modern society and the endless knowledge on the Internet were far beyond the reach of the ancients and unimaginable. Although Zhu Yicheng was not a genius with extremely high IQ, he was also considered a "very knowledgeable" figure. Modern teenagers have always been precocious and have never seen anything? They are not so easy to fool!

"Haha, Master Zhou, our family is a family friend? Then you are my uncle's house? Don't you think it's ridiculous..." Zhu Yicheng looked at the other party with a playful expression, looking like you see if I'm a fool. Zhou Zhongliang saw it and saw that he was surprised, but he soon returned to normal.

"Young master is so smart, but that's all the benefits of both your husband and I." Zhou Zhongliang looked sincere.

"Benefits, what can I do?" Zhu Yicheng crossed his legs and looked disbelief.

"Young master, don't be anxious first, listen to me slowly..." Zhou Zhongliang looked sideways at the closed door, and then started to speak softly to Zhu Yicheng. After he explained carefully, Zhu Yicheng finally understood what the other party was selling in the gourd.

It turned out that Zhou Zhongliang told Zhu Yicheng's identity in public in order to save his life. In fact, he realized that this group of strong men were not here to rob the prison cart, and he didn't know the true identity of Zhu Yicheng.

But no matter what, as a banner of anti-Qing, Prince Zhu San is famous in the world, and Zhu Yicheng is even more of a descendant of Zhu Ming's orthodox descendants. This identity cannot be ignored as long as he is a thief who kills officials and rebels. What's more, he had used words to test that these strong men had a close relationship with the Ye Da family who had been in trouble before. Maybe it was a fish that escaped the net in the battle of Siming Mountain. Because of this, Zhou Zhongliang, who was wise in a hurry, fabricated a story. In his story, Zhu Yicheng was escorted to the capital, but he was a "gentleman" who spent money to open the joints and risked his life to send Zhu Yicheng to his journey...

What happened afterwards was the same as Zhou Zhongliang expected, but he underestimated the ruthlessness of Yuan Qi and others, and then calculated it, and finally made himself into it.

Now that things have come, Zhou Zhongliang has no way out and can only go all the way to darkness. As a master, Zhou Zhongliang knows in his heart that since he goes to Liangshan, he has to find a backer. Resigning to Yuan Qi is just a helpless move. The other party will not treat him as a confidant in any case. Moreover, the biggest backer now is Zhu Yicheng, and of course the first thing he wants is Zhu Yicheng.

It was Zhou Zhongliang's plan to come to him by persuading Zhu Yi as an excuse, and he was also planning to use this method to let Zhu Yicheng accept him. As for how to say, how to make this lie come true, and how to make the other party believe in him in the future, Zhou Zhongliang naturally had his ideas.

After understanding the causes and consequences, Zhu Yicheng sneered in his heart. Zhou Zhongliang really thought he was a three-year-old brat. He even wanted to prove him by himself after telling a huge lie, and even said why he was good for himself? Bah! Zhu Yicheng still clearly remembers the scene of being arrested inexplicably in the lobby of the county government. Although Zhou Zhongliang is not the county magistrate, as the master, he is also the culprit of murdering him. Now he wants to help him with these words? He is simply daydreaming!

"For my good intentions? I think it's for yourself, right? Master Zhou, do you think I'm so arrogant?" Zhu Yicheng asked rudely.

"Haha, the young master comes from the Tian family and is extremely heroic."

"It's good that you know!" Zhu Yicheng cursed unhappily: "Mom Xipi! Your old coffin is still talking nonsense until it dies. Do you believe it or not, I will tell them directly that your identity will make you die and you cannot die again?"

"I can't die, the young master won't do this..." What's strange is that Zhou Zhongliang, who should have been frightened, smiled and seemed very sure.

"No? It's a joke!" Zhu Yicheng is now full of confidence. It doesn't matter who he is, but now he has at least lost his life and life. Moreover, according to Zhou Zhongliang's previous story, those anti-Qing righteous men still attach great importance to him. His identity is the grandson of the third prince Zhu.

Zhu Yicheng didn't know who the grandson of the Third Prince Zhu was. As for how he had inexplicably become the so-called Wushu Zhu for no reason, he was even more surprised. Maybe he looked very similar to Mr. Zhu Zhu. So where did the real Wushu Zhu? God knows it.

"Since the young master is a member of the Tian family, you should know some tactics of weighing the pros and cons, right?" Zhou Zhongliang smiled slightly and said proudly, "Young Master, don't think that everything will be fine if you are saved by those thieves. Let's not talk about how those thieves will treat the young master later. You must know that the young master is young now and the thieves are strong. The story of Cao Mengde threatening the emperor during the Three Kingdoms may be repeated now, but Emperor Xian has only one since ancient times. Isn't the young master afraid that his life will be lost?"

Speaking of this, Zhou Zhongliang sighed and shook his head, looking at Zhu Yicheng with regret. Seeing that Zhu Yicheng opened his mouth to speak, he raised his hand to interrupt and continued to say: "In addition, the troops of the Siming Mountain Ye Datong have already dispersed, and the remaining are only defeated soldiers and generals. Although these thieves are extremely vicious, these people are like native chickens and tiles in the court's eyes. Once the government reacts, does the young master feel that these dozens of thieves can compete with the army of the court? By then, the young master will still die without a burial place!"

Zhu Yicheng was stunned when he heard it. Zhou Zhongliang's words were very clear. He was facing two roads now. One road was when Emperor Xian of Han was pulled to the front desk as a shield and was involuntarily alive. The second road was to be surrounded by the army in court, but no matter which road, it ended up with death.

"Young Master, don't panic. As long as you can do what I say, at least you can still win a glimmer of life. What do you think?"

Zhu Yicheng was a little confused. He was not the opponent of Zhou Zhongliang, who was the master. He was frightened by the other party's call, and he was panicked and had no idea.

"This...but...you..."

"Haha, is the young master worried that I will harm the young master afterwards?" It seemed that he had expected Zhu Yicheng's concerns for a long time. Zhou Zhongliang smiled bitterly: "Young Master, do you think that such a big thing has happened. I am now in the hands of the thief again. I have also told the thief about your identity. Can I go back? What's more, I am... According to the Qing Dynasty law, this is a crime of beheading, and I will not be pardoned! Now I and the young master are already grasshoppers on the same rope. What are the young masters worried about?"

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