To sign or not to sign?

For a moment, Zheng Peng's heart was moved by Cui Yuan's words, and he felt that Cui Yuan had a feeling of putting himself in his own shoes.

However, just shaken for a moment, Zheng Peng quickly strengthened his belief, shook his head and said: "Thank you very much for the sake of the younger generation, I also thought about signing just now,,,,, but after thinking about it, I still can't sign this word." ”

Boling's Cui's Academy is good, but there is not only one good academy in the world, there are also many famous academies in Chang'an, Zheng Peng is confident that no matter which one, he has a way to get a degree, and there is no need to be tied to Cui's Academy.

Besides, the famous family likes to marry the most, many women who married out of Boling have sent their children back to Boling to study, and there are many children sent back by foreign-married women in Cui's Academy, and I haven't seen them change their names.

As for the issue of property inheritance, Cui Yuan, who has the weapon of bad people, can play the world in the palm of his hand, is it appropriate to have a simple inheritance?

Zheng Peng really didn't believe it.

When Cui Yuan heard Zheng Peng say that he wanted to sign, he felt a thrill in his heart: only Zheng Peng signed this document, and as soon as the child was sent here, he would be a person from Cui's third room in the future, and he also had the ability to let the child become one with the Boling Cui family.

Sure enough, Zheng Peng refused.

Cui Yuan was very unhappy in his heart: he had already lowered his voice, in order to make Zheng Peng agree, even the beauty trick was used, and after spending so much effort with himself, Zheng Peng still didn't give face.

Zheng Peng likes beautiful women, but his vision is extremely high, and ordinary women are not in his eyes at all, for this reason, the two hundred beauties Cui Yuan really chose them personally, but in the end it was in vain.

"Why is that?" Cui Yuan's face was calm, and his tone was a little different.

Zheng Peng said with a straight face: "Father, to be honest, if I have a child in the future, I can send it to Boling for education, but the adoptive document cannot be signed, once signed, I feel that I am selling my son, and I will never do this kind of thing." ”

Cui Yuan endured the unhappiness in his heart, and tried his best to persuade: "Feiteng, do you know how much wealth and how much land the three houses of the Boling Cui family have accumulated after the accumulation of all the years?" These accumulations are something you can't earn in a few lifetimes, not to mention anything else, just the name of Boling Cui is enough for you to use for a lifetime. ”

"Money is good, but it can't represent everything" Zheng Peng said confidently: "I don't dare to say how rich and powerful I am, but with my hands, it is enough to make the people around me have enough food and clothing, and my father's kindness is good." ”

Braised meat doesn't make much money, but it is better in terms of large scale and long stream, a young and easy income of more than 100,000 yuan, Sanbao also has an income of more than 100,000 yuan a year, plus the income of Guixiang and Yuancheng fields and shops, it is enough to spend, and there are many ways to make money in his mind, Cui Yuan's family background is rich, and Zheng Peng really has no idea about it.

I don't feel guilty when I get this money.

"Feiteng" Cui Yuan suddenly said with tears: "The so-called succession is just an expedient measure, and it can be regarded as a small consolation for yourself, the old man is sixty and three this year, and his life is rare for seventy years, and the loess is about to be buried in his neck. ”

"Look" Cui Yuan pointed to the two hundred beauties neatly arranged in the warehouse and said: "You have Lin Xun'er in your family, it's okay to marry a few more old husbands, there are two hundred beauties here, as long as you like it, you can have as many children as you want, why can't you agree to a small request from the old man?" ”

With so much effort and sacrifice in front of him, Cui Yuan still wants to make a final effort.

Zheng Peng said without retreating: "Father, if you feel lonely, you can move over and live with Lu Shu, so that you can also take care of it, and the succession cannot be discussed, even if I agree, the ancestors of the Zheng family do not agree." ”

"If the dowry is not satisfied, you can just ask."

"It's not about the money."

"Not negotiable?"

"I'm afraid it's not necessary."

Cui Yuan's face turned cold, and he threatened: "Zheng Peng, if you don't agree, don't say that you won't get the support of the Boling Cui clan in the future, even if you saw the dowry just now, don't even think about it." ”

"I'm married to Lu Shu, not the Boling Cui clan." Zheng Peng's anger also came up.

This old boy, who is a good actor, will be in tears for a while, his face will be frosty for a while, and he will threaten himself after a while, and his emotions will be free to be controlled, even Zheng Peng is ashamed of himself.

With this acting skill, it is difficult to determine the actor in later generations, but it is definitely a proper old drama bone.

Cui Yuan's face sank like water, his eyes were as cold as electricity, staring at Zheng Peng, as if he wanted to pierce Zheng Peng with his gaze, Zheng Peng puffed up his chest, raised his head, and looked directly at his gaze without fear.

Things have come to this point, who is afraid of whom? I'm not a bully.

Cui Yuan stared at it for a while, and found that Zheng Peng did not flinch, and was not affected by his aura at all, so he was furious in his heart and shouted loudly: "Someone is coming." ”

"Lang Jun." Cui Da immediately ran over to listen to the order.

For tonight's play, Cui Yuan took all the idle people away, and the irrelevant personnel stood far away, and they couldn't hear his conversation with Zheng Peng, it was those beauties, one by one, who looked at their noses and noses, and no one dared to raise their eyes to look at them, and the only one who was waiting by his side was Cui Da, the henchman butler.

Cui Yuan said coldly: "The old man doesn't want to see an idle person appear here and send off guests." ”

If you can't talk about it, you can drive people directly.

Cui Da responded, walked over and made a gesture to Zheng Peng: "Please." ”

The reverse face is faster than turning the book, just now one is called Sun Son-in-law, the other is called the future uncle, but now it is good, he has become an idle person, Cui Da, who is a house slave, even saves the title.

Zheng Peng didn't say anything, he raised his feet and left, just out of the gate, only to hear a "bang", the door behind it was tightly closed.

Coming out of the back door, the back door was deserted, and there was no door to guard, looking around, the street was quiet, there was no one, turned around and wanted to ask Zhang Jiuling when he would come out, but seeing the closed door, Zheng Peng thought about it, or don't be bored.

Nima, it was too dark, and when she came, she sent a luxury carriage to pick her up, and when she was unhappy, she rushed out, and she didn't send it away.

Depressed, it takes at least an hour to walk from here to Nanqiao Station.

Zheng Peng turned his head and silently raised a middle finger at the back door.

I was about to walk back, or find an inn to deal with, and when I went back tomorrow, I suddenly heard someone next to me whispering: "Young master, young master." ”

Zheng Peng turned his head when he heard the sound, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he hurriedly asked, "Ah Jun, why are you here?" ”

In the corner of the wall, Ah Jun rode out slowly, holding a reins in his hand, and a healthy horse was tied behind the reins, like an "angel" walking out.

"Wherever the young master goes, Ah Jun will follow." Ah Jun said calmly.

Zheng Peng took the rope, stepped on the horse's pedals, and a pigeon turned over on the horse, turned his head and said to Ah Jun: "Go, go back to Nanqiaoyi." ”

"Young master, where is Zhang Sheren?"

"Be merry in the Merry, forget it, no matter him, someone will entertain him anyway." Zheng Peng said angrily.

I don't know what role Zhang Jiuling played in this negotiation, but Zheng Peng doesn't have to worry about him, Cui Yuan can pick him up smoothly and send him back safely.

Ah Jun looked Zheng Peng up and down, and said curiously: "Young master, why did you leave the mansion alone?" You okay? ”

Zheng Peng said with a depressed face: "It's okay now, but it's really hard to say if there will be anything tomorrow." ”

Out of this stubble, it casts a shadow on tomorrow's relatives, Zheng Peng is depressed, and he doesn't know what to do.

Cui Yuan, this old boy, is really good at tossing people.