Chapter 160 I Just Want to Marry Princess Honglian~
When Cheng Jiao was about to arrive at Zilanxuan, he was stopped by Han Qiancheng.

"Master Cheng Jiao, my foster father invites you."

Han Qiancheng clasped his fists and saluted in front of Cheng Jiao.

Cheng Jiao stopped and looked at Han Qiancheng, the adopted son of the Fourth Young Master Han Yu, in confusion.

"What does the Fourth Young Master want to see me about?"

Han Qiancheng said respectfully: "My foster father and you have something important to discuss, and I hope you can come to the mansion."

Cheng Jiao hesitated. Why did Han Yu come to him at this time? Could it be that he knew something?

"In that case, please lead the way."

Han Qiancheng smiled and said, "It should be so."

Cheng Jiao followed Han Qiancheng into Han Yu's mansion and walked from the water corridor to a water pavilion.

"Godfather, Master Cheng Jiao is here."

Han Yu smiled and stood up: "Young Master, you have been in Xinzheng for two months. I have not entertained you. This is really impolite. Today I take the liberty to invite you to come here to show my hospitality."

Cheng Jiao: "Fourth Master, you are too polite. Cheng Jiao is just here to study in Xinzheng. He is not worth your attention."

After Han Qiancheng finished his report, he left quietly, leaving only Cheng Jiao and Han Yu talking under the water pavilion.

The two sat down, Han Yu chatted about some trivial matters, and Cheng Jiao smiled but said nothing.

Seeing Cheng Jiao's calm demeanor, Han Yu stopped trying to persuade him and said slowly, "What do you think of South Korea today?"

"As an outsider, it's difficult for me to judge South Korea's affairs."

"There are only you and me here, Lord Changan, please feel free to speak."

Cheng Jiao took a sip of Han Yu's Snow-Top Silver Shuttle. It was so carefully prepared, he must have something to ask of him.

"If that's the case, please speak up, Mr. Fourth."

Han Yu groaned: "My eldest brother died unexpectedly, and the position of crown prince is vacant."

"Isn't this a good thing for the Fourth Young Master?"

Han Yu smiled bitterly: "Now, everyone in the court and the public suspects that I was the one who did it. My father has ordered my ninth brother to investigate this matter. If it goes wrong, I'm afraid that the bad reputation of the Korean royal family killing each other for the throne will spread far and wide among the seven countries."

"If you are innocent, you have nothing to fear. If you are innocent, why worry about these rumors?"

Cheng Jiao held back his laughter. Han Yu was indeed a qualified politician, both in office and in power. He was the one who killed the prince, but he still acted as if the world had wronged him.

Han Yu's expression calmed down: "To be honest with Lord Chang'an, although South Korea seems to be controlled by the royal family, it has actually been shrouded by Ji Wuye's night. If the throne inheritance is once again a strife among the family, I am afraid that South Korea will be controlled by Ji Wuye."

Seeing that Cheng Jiao was calm and composed, Han Yu knew that he could not fool Cheng Jiao by just talking but not giving.

"If Master Cheng Jiao can convince me not to participate in the fight for the throne, I will help Master Cheng Jiao become a marquis and prime minister after I inherit the throne."

"Oh? How can you help me?"

"Sir, do you still remember that Han State once offered a hundred miles of land to help you become the Lord of Chang'an?"

Cheng Jiao did not agree with what he said, but asked: "Why do you want me to persuade Han Fei?"

Han Yu said without hesitation: "You are the current King of Qin's younger brother, Lord Chang'an. As long as you come forward and explain the pros and cons to me, I will agree."

State the pros and cons? Is this a threat?
"Han Fei and I are good friends, and now I am also a member of Liusha. I may disappoint the Fourth Young Master."

Han Yu didn't take it seriously: "The quicksand is just something my ninth brother did for fun. If Master Cheng Jiao agrees to help me, the Iron Blood Alliance of South Korea and the Iron Blood Alliance of Qin will both help you become a marquis and prime minister. I believe Master Cheng Jiao knows the power of the Iron Blood Alliance."

Cheng Jiao was very curious about who was in charge of the Qin Iron Blood Alliance. It shouldn't be Zheng Ge. If it was Zheng Ge, Han Yu would not have said that the Qin Iron Blood Alliance would help him.

"Haha, since the Fourth Young Master said so, I don't want the land of Korea either. I just hope that the Fourth Young Master will agree to one condition of mine."

Han Yu was a little confused. What could be comparable to the territory of Korea that made Cheng Jiao a marquis and a prime minister? Could it be that Cheng Jiao saw that he was just talking big and had no more teeth?
"Please tell me, Lord Chang'an, as long as I can do it."

"Not long ago, King Han hinted at marrying Princess Honglian to me, but it has not been finalized until now. I hope the Fourth Young Master can push for it."

Cheng Jiao said with a smile. He knew that Han Yu had secretly reached a cooperation with Ji Wuye. He made such a request just to see what decision Han Yu would make.

He had no idea about the land of Han. By the time Han Yu inherited the throne, Han might have become a county of Qin. How could Cheng Jiao wait that long?

Han Yu was startled when he heard Cheng Jiao's request. He didn't expect that Cheng Jiao only wanted to marry his younger sister. This put him in a dilemma. He had already agreed with Ji Wuye that after Cheng Jiao left Xinzheng, he would let his father marry Honglian to Ji Yihu. If he agreed to Cheng Jiao's request at this time, it would be more trouble than gain.

"Doesn't Lord Chang'an want to be a marquis or a prime minister?"

Cheng Jiao pretended: "I don't want to be rich and powerful, and I can't expect to be an emperor. Compared to being a marquis or a prime minister, I would rather live freely in the world with the person I love."

Seeing Cheng Jiao's look of loving beauty instead of the country, Han Yu's heart twitched. Why is he pretending? When he came to Korea that year, he was so happy without hiding it.

Han Yu said nothing, and Cheng Jiao was not in a hurry either. He just admired the sparkling water and the pleasant scenery of the lake.

After a long silence, Han Yu made up his mind that it was impossible to give Honglian to Cheng Jiao.

"I heard that Ninth Brother's Liusha wants to covet the wealth in Jubao Pavilion. Is it true?"

Cheng Jiao was slightly startled: "Where did the Fourth Young Master hear this?"

"I also heard that this Jubao Pavilion is still under the name of Master Cheng Jiao."

Cheng Jiao smiled and said, "Does the Fourth Young Master also believe it?"

"Han Yu naturally doesn't believe it, but the rumor will come true. There are hundreds of thousands of gold coins in the Treasure Pavilion now. If they are lost, I'm afraid someone will have to take responsibility."

Cheng Jiao narrowed his eyes slightly: "Are you threatening me?" Han Yu shook his head: "No, Han Yu is just reminding you."

Now Han Yu puts power, wealth, beauty and threats in front of Cheng Jiao. I wonder what choice Cheng Jiao, a smart man, will make.

Only children make choices, Cheng Jiao of course chooses to take them all!
"In that case, I hope that the Fourth Young Master can arrange my marriage with Honglian before Chengjiao leaves Xinzheng."

Han Yu's eyes narrowed. He had already said this much, but Cheng Jiao still chose the beauty, which made him confused.

"can."

When Cheng Jiao heard Han Yu's answer, he smiled and slowly stood up.

"Wait for good news. Cheng Jiao has something to do, so he will go ahead."

Han Yu still sat there without moving. Cheng Jiao didn't care and left leisurely.

Han Qiancheng came out from the side and led Cheng Jiao out of the mansion.

After returning: "Godfather, Princess Honglian"

Han Yu waved his hand: "No need to say more, I understand. I won't let Honglian marry Cheng Jiao."

Han Qiancheng was a little confused: "Then you still agreed to Cheng Jiao's conditions."

Han Yu smiled and said, "Cheng Jiao came to Xinzheng to set up a Treasure Pavilion, and he also mixed with my ninth brother's Liusha to plot something, so he will definitely take some action. As long as he fails, he will come to me for help. If he does, the matter of Honglian will be easily solved."

Han Qiancheng seemed to be thinking about something: "But does my foster father want Ji Wuye to get the wealth in the Treasure Pavilion?"

"No, my father, I, and my ninth brother will not let Ji Wuye succeed. Unfortunately, we are not of the same mind. My father wants to use the Jubao Pavilion to weaken Ye Mu, my ninth brother wants to use the Jubao Pavilion to strengthen the Quicksand, and I want to use the Jubao Pavilion to ascend to the throne. Although our goals are the same, our forces are not in the same place. I am afraid that the final result is difficult to predict."

Cheng Jiao left Han Yu's mansion and prepared to stroll back to Zilanxuan.

A horse-drawn carriage passed by Cheng Jiao.

"Sir, get in the car."

Cheng Jiao was stunned. When did Jingwei follow him?

Sitting side by side with Jingwei in the carriage: "Why are you here?"

Jingwei's face could not be seen clearly under the brim of his hat.

"Zi Nu told me that you were led away by Han Qiancheng outside Zi Lan Xuan. I was worried about accidents, so I followed you quietly."

Cheng Jiao held Jingwei's cool little hand and said, "You are so thoughtful. Mo Ya and Ying Ge didn't do anything, right?"

"Except for releasing the spy bird, everything else remains normal. Han Fei, Wei Zhuang, and Zhang Liang have all examined the letter on the spy bird, and there is no problem."

Cheng Jiao nodded. If these three extremely smart guys couldn't find it, it would be useless for him to look.

"Don't go back to Zi Lan Xuan yet, take a detour to Ju Bao Pavilion."

Jingwei waved his whip and changed the route to Jubao Pavilion.

Cheng Jiao thought that Jubao Pavilion was clearly under his name, but he, the nominal boss, had never been inside to take a look, which was really a bit irresponsible of him.

He decided to take inventory and take on this important responsibility tonight.

When they were about to approach the Jubao Pavilion, Jingwei whispered, "Sir, there are many secret guards here. These civilians are assassins in disguise."

Cheng Jiao nodded slightly. It was normal that Jubao Pavilion was heavily guarded.

Jingwei followed Cheng Jiao and entered the Jubao Pavilion, which was famous in Korea and even in the Seven Kingdoms.

This place was originally used by Feicuihu as the headquarters of his chamber of commerce in Xinzheng. When Cheng Jiao proposed the Jubao Pavilion plan, it was transformed into a loft style.

Covering an area of ​​ten acres, with a total of three floors and a height of fifteen meters, the Jubao Pavilion is not much shorter than the Zilan Pavilion.

The interior is grand and majestic, without any of the splendor of Zilanxuan, revealing a sense of low-key and luxury.

From time to time, a carriage pulling a gold box would stop in front of the Treasure Pavilion. The servants inside would swiftly move the money boxes from the carriage into the pavilion. A special accountant would count the money and register it in a book, and there would also be pretty maids serving the merchants and noble lords who brought the money.

Cheng Jiao and Jing Wei entered the Jubao Pavilion one after another, and a pretty girl who had not yet grown up came to greet them.

"This young man is unfamiliar. Are you here to join the Jubao Pavilion's Chamber of Commerce?"

Cheng Jiao smiled and said, "The Jubao Pavilion is all mine, why should I join it?"

The girl was stunned and confused about what Cheng Jiao said.

Before the girl could ask again, a tall and thin middle-aged man hurried over.

"Ah! Master Cheng Jiao is here. I am sorry for not welcoming you from afar. I am sorry for not welcoming you from afar."

The thin shopkeeper saluted Cheng Jiao and asked the girl to leave.

Cheng Jiao felt that the thin shopkeeper looked familiar.

"Aren't you the, oh, owner of the restaurant?"

The thin shopkeeper flattered, "Thanks to your blessing, Lord Jade Tiger asked me to come to Jubao Pavilion to take over the position of shopkeeper temporarily. I am in charge here now."

Cheng Jiao understood: "You got a promotion, congratulations."

The thin shopkeeper was almost laughing out loud. The last time Cheng Jiao was assassinated by Luowang's killer in the restaurant, he reported it to Feicuihu without hesitation. He was appreciated and promoted all the way. After competition from many colleagues, he won the position of shopkeeper of Jubao Pavilion.

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