Seeing Sun Ruowei becoming a little helpless, Zhu Zhanji ignored her and said calmly: "So I said you are naive. You don't even know who the master behind you is, so you start selling your life to others, and you are sold to others.

Counting money for others!"

"In my opinion, what you think is revenge is actually so ridiculous? You are always just a pawn!"

"It's impossible. I don't know what you're talking about. It can't be like this. I don't know your second uncle. I've never even met him. It's impossible..."

Sun Ruowei shook his head desperately.

At this moment, she actually believed most of Zhu Zhanji's words in her heart.

Think of a person they never see face to face.

That high and mighty person.

Everything, many things that were originally unexplainable, became natural in an instant.

But the cruelty of reality made her unable to accept it.

They couldn't accept that the pursuit they had buried in their hearts since childhood had become so bloody at this moment.

Unable to accept their so-called revenge, they have become pawns in the hands of their enemies.

Seeing her like this, Zhu Zhanji smiled, put down his legs, and said in a slower tone: "Actually, don't you know very well whether these things are true or false?"

"You are a living person yourself, and you should have your own thoughts, right?"

"Now that you have the result in your mind, why bother holding on to any luck!"

Zhu Zhanji stood up as he spoke, then smiled lightly and said:

"You are a smart woman. You should be able to understand that the choice I give you is actually your best choice. If you want to live and see your sister, just listen to me and forget what you should forget.

, the things that should be put aside, also be put away completely, otherwise no one can save you, I hope you can understand how to choose? "

After saying that, Zhu Zhanji estimated that the matter with Xie Jin was over, so he winked at Zhang Mao who was standing beside him, then turned around and walked back in the direction he came from.

On the way, Zhang Mao wanted to speak but stopped.

Zhu Zhanji glanced at him and smiled: "I know what you want to ask, she is just a stupid woman, she will be a good chess piece in my hands in the future!"

Zhang Mao opened his mouth, then closed it again.

What he actually wanted to ask Zhu Zhanji was whether he wanted to take Miss Sun into his room.

After all, Zhu Zhanji's attitude towards Sun Ruowei made him unsure.

And this Miss Sun is not bad looking either.

Staying in jail alone like this is a big pressure on him.

If Zhu Zhanji wants to take him into the room, he will be the master from now on.

Naturally, it needs to be served with more caution.

But after hearing Zhu Zhanji's words, he roughly knew how he should treat Miss Sun.

When the two returned to Jie Jin's cell, the battle here was over.

A group of old men, big and small, all of them either have dark circles under their eyes or have blue noses and swollen eyes.

Zhu Zhanji somewhat admired Xie Jin's fighting ability. Needless to say, even though he was facing a group of old men, he could still achieve such a result against a group of old men. His fighting ability was still not low.

"I am waiting to see His Highness the Grand Sun!"

Seeing Zhu Zhanji's arrival, a group of old men who had just finished fighting immediately began to salute one by one.

Xie Jin was also in the crowd. This guy must have sobered up.

He probably also knew that he was being plotted by Zhu Zhanji, and there was a bit of resentment in his eyes when he looked at Zhu Zhanji.

She looks very much like a resentful woman who stays alone in an empty room.

Zhu Zhanji didn't look at him either. After all, he had tricked others. He smiled, turned to look at the others and said:

"Mr. Xie must have told you the purpose of inviting all the old gentlemen here, right?"

Several elderly men in the crowd raised their heads after hearing this, with somewhat complicated looks on their faces. One of them cupped his hands and said with a wry smile:

"I heard that His Highness Taisun wants to open some new colleges. I would like to say frankly that His Highness's idea is good to carry on the unique learning of the past saints. It's just that it is difficult for me to agree with the practice of inviting ministers and others to prison!"

"Well, this old gentleman should be Bachelor Wang Jingzhang, right?"

Zhu Zhanji cupped his hands and was somewhat impressed by the man's attack on Jie Jin, so he smiled and said:

"I also ask Mr. Wang to be more considerate. Since Mr. Xie has already communicated with Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang should also know that the book I want you to write is not an ordinary book, but covers astronomy, geology and geology."

Books on history, economics, people's livelihood, literature, craftsmanship, medical classics, agriculture, etc."

"Originally, there is nothing wrong with writing these books. It's just that I plan to use these books as teaching materials. Before the college is opened, I need some confidentiality to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, so I have to take this step."

After Zhu Zhanji finished speaking, a younger old man stood up immediately behind Wang Jingzhang and shouted loudly: "Since Your Highness Taisun knows that these books will cause misunderstandings as teaching materials, why do you insist on going your own way? Don't you just listen to the teachings of the sages?"

It is real knowledge. If some strange skills can be brought to the elegant hall, why should I wait for these scholars? Why not let the emperor use these strange skills to govern the country? "

When the man finished speaking, Wang Jingzhang's expression changed instantly. Just as he was about to say something, he saw that Zhu Zhanji had already looked at the man who spoke and asked lightly:

"Who is this?"

The man's expression did not change, and he said with a righteous look on his face: "I won't change my name or surname, Chen Yi, Chen Mingshan!"

Zhu Zhanji glanced at him and felt that the name was unimpressive, so he nodded, and then told Zhang Mao:

"Zhang Mao, since Mr. Chen is not very optimistic about my idea, please invite Mr. Chen back!"

"yes!"

Zhang Mao's expression did not change when he heard this. He stretched out his hand to Chen Yi and said:

"please!"

Seeing Zhu Zhanji asking Zhang Mao to send Chen Yi away, several people in the crowd immediately became a little excited.

Even Chen Yi himself was stunned for a moment, as if he found it a bit unbelievable.

After all, when he retorted, he was actually ready to have a long discussion with the emperor's grandson in front of him.

I just didn't expect that the emperor's grandson would admit defeat so quickly. He didn't even use the things he had prepared, so the emperor's grandson gave in?

As a result, he suddenly felt a little arrogant again, and then immediately wanted to say something more teachable.

Zhang Mao waved his hand directly, and the next moment two Jinyi guards swarmed forward. One skillfully covered his mouth, and the other skillfully clasped his hands. In a few seconds, before others could react, Chen Yi was led by the two Jinyi guards.

Go down.

Who at this point still doesn’t understand what His Highness the Grandson meant when he just said please come down?

The few people who were about to stand up immediately retreated!

These people are not stupid, and no one can see that if they stand up at this time, not only will they not get any disadvantages, but they may end up in prison for the rest of their lives.

"Gentlemen, does anyone have any opinions now?"

Zhu Zhanji asked with a smile on his face when he saw everyone was quiet.

It is impossible for him to reason with others. He will never be able to reason with others in this life.

Since his current status is that he is the first person of the third generation of the emperor, he naturally can only live by bullying others.

The key is that he doesn't think he can reason with these old guys who have great principles in their heads.

In the final analysis, these people are just tools he hired.

As a tool person, you should have the consciousness of being a tool person.

You can complain, you can complain, but if you have an opinion, that's your problem.

After all, tool workers don’t need to have their own ideas, they just need to feel at ease and follow instructions!

Just like the Wang Jing in front of me is very good, he knows what to say and what not to say.

If you have an opinion, you only dare to say that you have an opinion on the method of inviting people, not on this matter.

This is a smart person.

After all, he was able to invite these people into prison to write books, which already shows that this matter cannot be changed.

At this point, if you still complain to yourself, isn't this looking for trouble?

Naturally, Zhu Zhanji would not defend himself against such a person, and would just confirm Zhang Mao's charges.

Anyway, one less person makes a lot of difference.

Seeing that he had fallen behind in words and no one dared to speak again, Zhu Zhanji smiled and said:

"Old gentlemen, don't be nervous. In fact, I admire your knowledge very much, and this matter is actually a good thing for you old gentlemen."

"In the future, once the books written by you old gentlemen become teaching books, and with the completion of a large number of schools I run, your old gentlemen's names will surely go down in history and be remembered by all students in the world!"

Zhu Zhanji is no stranger to this simple political method of beating a stick and a sweet date.

Although this method is very crude, sometimes it has to be said that the most advanced strategies are often the most unpretentious techniques.

After Zhu Zhanji finished speaking, everyone who was a little worried about Chen Yi just now breathed a long sigh of relief.
To be continued...