Chapter 12 Transaction

  "Hey!" Zhang Wen fell back onto his bed with a huge sigh of relief.

  I'm so tired, really exhausted.

  He now feels tired, but not physically, rather mentally. To say that the body he inherited is not only visually pleasing, but also very practical, running around today seems to be just enough to warm up his limbs.

  But his heart was almost crying. Today, almost every word he said and every move he made had to be extremely careful, weighing again and again, this pressure was really unbearable!

  Zhang Wen's cultural level is not high, and he is tired of saying some pretentious words. Moreover, there have been several times when he almost exposed himself, fortunately, he is still clever and lucky, and he has passed through one by one. As a result, after half a day, his mind was left with a bellyful of doubts, but he couldn't ask any of them out loud.

  This feeling of having something stuck in your throat that you can't spit out or swallow is really unbearable.

  "Damn it, I've only been out for half a day and I've already caught a chronic spiritual pharyngitis. What's to be done? This big Tang's pharmacy doesn't even sell Slow Cough Relief, does it? How am I supposed to survive in the future?"

  In a daze, Zhang Wen closed his eyes.

  Suddenly, a faint laugh was heard, and in this laughter, there were faint gasps for breath.

  "Is that you? You haven't died yet? Your perseverance is really strong, it's been several days already. I thought you should have gone with a clear conscience by now, but I didn't expect you still hadn't left!" Zhang Wen asked casually at this time, feeling very downhearted.

  "Leave? Cough, cough! I naturally want to leave, but how can I rest assured without seeing you, this western goods, being punished?" The voice was intermittent, but carried a strong and vicious tone.

  Zhang Wen shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I was punished, what kind of punishment? Being torn to pieces? This is your body, you've been rampant in this prosperous world for so many years with this body, do you really want it to be destroyed?"

  "Since I can no longer possess it myself, what's the harm in destroying it? After all, I won't be around for much longer! But you, you've been plotting and scheming to occupy my body, my status, my wealth and prestige, everything of mine. And yet, what will come of it? Today, as I watch your every move from the side, I must admit that you're quite clever, but that's just petty cleverness, not enough to accomplish anything! Can you imagine what will happen three or five days from now? Even if you were ten times more intelligent and resourceful, could you avoid being exposed? Once you're exposed, your little life will be forfeit! Hahahaha! Hah—cough cough!"

  It turned out that the voice was actually made by Zhang Yi himself. His body had been occupied by Zhang Wen, and his soul had nowhere to rely on, and it should have dissipated long ago. However, he had a deep resentment in his heart, and there was a strand of resentment lingering in the deepest part of this body. During the day when the yang energy was too strong, this strand of resentment could only shrink into the depths of the soul, not daring to move slightly. It wasn't until midnight, when the yin energy enveloped everything, that he could come out and be active.

  At this time, he was no longer able to pose a major threat to Zhang Wen, and could only say some sarcastic, intimidating, and confusing words to stimulate his mind. Zhang Yi's idea was simply "I'm not doing well, and I won't let you do well either".

  Zhang Wen was also stirred up by Zhang Yi's words, and he couldn't help but laugh: "Life? You don't have to worry about my life! Even if I'm exposed, what's the worst that could happen? At most, I'll just run away early tomorrow morning to a place where no one knows me, find something to do, and I'll be fine! Thanks to you for leaving me with a strong body, with it, even if I go to the ends of the earth, I won't starve to death! Who knows, maybe I can even use my agility to start a new business in a distant land that's just as good as what I have now. Unfortunately, you won't be able to see it!"

  Originally, Zhang Wen was not such a narrow-minded person. However, he had always felt a strong dislike for the name "Zhang Yi Zhi". This person frequently appeared in movies, TV shows and even literary works, but every time as an out-and-out villain. Although Zhang Wen himself wasn't aware of it, through subtle influence, he had already developed an unshakeable prejudice against this person. Therefore, Zhang Yi Zhi's sarcastic words not only didn't intimidate the somewhat timid Zhang Wen, but instead stirred up his latent pride.

  "Cough, cough!" Zhang Yi was visibly agitated. "Alright, alright, let's have a mutually destructive battle! You can be your poor self, while the illustrious Zhang family business will only give you a glimpse of prosperity for two days, but don't even think about enjoying it!"

  "Enjoy? You, Zhang family, are indeed wealthy, but how long can this wealth and nobility last? Three years? Five years? Or even shorter? Oh, tsk, tsk, look at my memory, I almost forgot, perhaps not even three days, you won't be able to see it. Telling you this seems to have no significance!" Zhang Wen's tone was extremely frivolous, he had rarely had the opportunity to build his happiness on others' suffering. He found that bullying people with a clear conscience was truly a rather blissful thing.

  "Hu, nonsense!" Zhang Yizhi's voice was weak, but his tone was firm: "My Zhang family is a prominent family that has been prosperous since the Taizong era and has been flourishing for 50 years. How can it collapse in just a few years? Although my second house is not in my hometown, I rely on my clan to survive, with deep roots and strong foundation. Is it reasonable to suddenly disintegrate?"

  Zhang Wen suddenly let out a strange cry of "Oh": "I didn't think you, this little white face, still have a sense of family honor. I had forgotten that you, this worm, are about to meet your end. In that case, your family might be able to enjoy a few more days of prosperity and wealth. Of course, on the condition that your younger brother doesn't rely on his good looks to become someone's concubine!"

  "What, facial recognition? You, how did you know?!" Zhang Yi's voice was full of surprise.

  "This time it's Zhang Wen's turn to be shocked: 'So, you've already thought about becoming the first wife? Hmm, your childhood ambitions are indeed lofty! Fortunately, you're going to die soon, oh, I mean, your sacrifice will be a blessing for your family. At least, I won't think about becoming the first wife, that way I won't bring disaster to the Zhang family either!'"

  "You, you speak clearly, why is it that as soon as we meet face-to-face there's a disaster of extinction?"

  "Hey, you really are a stubborn one! You have to break the pot and ask to the bottom of this small problem! Fine, since your desire for knowledge is so strong, I'll satisfy you properly. Anyway, no matter what you hear, you can only bring it with you to the underworld!"

  Zhang Wen then told his own origin and the facts about Zhang Yizhi brothers that he knew.

  "Ah!! You mean that if I and my brother enter the palace as the Crown Prince, we will be hated by all the officials and nobles of the Manchu and Li families, and finally end up..."

  "I think my language expression ability is still okay, how about you, did you have any doubts about what I said just now?"

  Zhang Yi fell silent. After a long while, he finally responded, "No, I believe everything you said is true. Your way of speaking and thinking are vastly different from the people of Great Zhou. The only explanation is that you are not a person of Great Zhou. Moreover, my brother and I had planned to enter the palace in secret, without telling anyone, but you know all about it!"

  His voice was very low. For him, being the leader was not the goal, but a means to an end, a special means of harvesting power. Now, hearing that this proud means would bring himself mortal danger and harm his loved ones, his despair can be imagined.

  Zhang Wen felt a little regretful. In fact, although he knew that Zhang Yizhi and his brother were killed in history, he had no idea what happened to their relatives. Just now, it was just to stimulate Zhang Yizhi that he said the outcome of the entire Zhang family was miserable. Now, seeing Zhang Yizhi so sad as he was about to die, he felt a few pangs of sympathy.

  Zhang Wen Zheng was about to speak, but Zhang Yi Zhi said again: "How about we make a deal?"

  "What deal?" Zhang Wen was taken aback: "You tell me and let me hear!"

  "The deal is simple: you stop my sixth brother, persuade him not to enter the palace as the Crown Prince, and I will transfer my memories to you! I think you should be in great need of my memories!"

  Zhang Wen's heart was racing wildly. At least on the surface, what he needed to do wasn't a difficult task, but the reward was considerable. Moreover, if Zhang Changzong really was guilty, those in power wouldn't spare his brother just because he was a transmigrator.

  "It sounds like a good suggestion. However, I'd like to ask, what if I got your memories but didn't help you with anything, what would be the consequences?"

  "I'll mix this last bit of resentment into a melancholy, blend it into my memories. If you can't keep your promise, then I'm sorry, but you might just burst out crying at any moment!"

  Zhang Wen thought to himself: "This is nothing, even if I become a crybaby like Liu Bei, it's still better than being a brainless pretty boy!"

  It was as if he had seen through Zhang Wen's mind, and Zhang Yi suddenly added another sentence: "You can imagine that when you are excitedly stripping a beauty naked, just about to get into bed, suddenly, you burst out wailing -"

  "Ah! My old man's happiness!" Zhang Wen was stunned: "That's ruthless."