I'm a pirate at the end of Ming Dynasty

At noon the next day, the high-spirited Bureau Zheng Zhipeng, with Zheng Zhiyan, Kinyiemon, and hundreds of guards, rushed to Songjiang with Zhang Bingzhen's warrant and the official documents from the patrol magistrate's office. There was no disturbance along the way. , even though Magistrate Songjiang was feeling sick, he could only hold his nose and recognize it.

Of course, it is inevitable to complain to the Nanjing court, but as Zheng Zhipeng and Zhang Bingzhen said yesterday, a feudal official of Zhang Bingzhen's level may not necessarily care about the attitude of the Nanjing court.

Zheng Zhipeng just felt strange, why Zheng Zhiyan didn't even give a shit.

After all, no matter how stupid my younger brother is, the Heroes Conference is already held in Songjiang. He should have figured out his intention to start a new business. He is obviously dissatisfied with the results of Zheng Zhibao's handling.

Could this guy be here to visit?

Little did he know that the conversation between him and Zhang Bingzhen yesterday had been listened to all this time. Seeing that his fourth brother had deceived a provincial governor and a second-rank official into one of his own, with just a few words, and even became an official. Pi, I have already fallen in admiration.

Because Zheng Zhipeng came from time travel, he didn't have much brotherly love for Zheng Zhiyan deep down in his heart, but Zheng Zhiyan did have some feelings for him.

Between brothers, what is yours and mine?Aren’t they all ours? Zheng Zhipeng is his compatriot and is a bit closer than the other four. There is no intention of fighting for power. If the fourth brother is a pile of mud that cannot be helped, he will naturally want to grab it. There was no negotiation when Ban seized power, but who had ever seen the mud that deceived the governor of a province?

Now he only hates that the Xiaoyao ointment is so disgusting that it can actually harm his good brother like that. It would kill the whole Xu family to make him feel angry.Of course, he would still have to write to Zheng Zhilong to report such a major event, but Zheng Zhilong was far away in Fujian, and it was estimated that by the time he received the reply, the dust would have settled here.

Zheng Zhipeng didn't know what he was thinking, and was still secretly wary of him deep down in his heart. In fact, he was already a little bit of a villain, judging a gentleman's heart.

When he arrived at Songjiang Mansion, Zheng Zhipeng did not dare to enter the city. Instead, he began to purchase manors outside the city. However, he politely ordered Zheng Zhiyan to personally visit the officials of Songjiang Mansion with generous gifts.

In one month, the Heroes Conference will be held here.

Of course, before that, Zheng Zhipeng had to get to know these shopkeepers in the Jiangnan area.

In the newly built Zhuangzi, Zheng Zhipeng was sitting at the main seat, drinking tea without a sip. The cigar in his hand was nearly half burned. However, looking around, the ten tables were still loose.

He had obviously made an appointment with all the shopkeepers to come here to discuss matters in the future, but now that it was almost time for the appointment, there were still people who hadn't arrived, which made his face a little gloomy.

In the past, Zheng Zhipeng didn't care about things, and Zheng Zhilong was the emperor. They, the shopkeepers, could do whatever they wanted, and embezzled whatever they wanted. They lived such a carefree life. Now this party is obviously trying to seize power. Zheng Zhipeng knows that he Although he has the reputation of being a boss, he has always been looked down upon by these shopkeepers. This is normal. After all, with the virtues of his predecessor, he would have regarded him as a piece of stinking shit.

But no matter how ridiculous his predecessor is, he is still his boss after all. Which shopkeeper dares to let his boss go for more than an hour?Those who didn't come were probably either stupid people who couldn't understand how much they weighed, or they were planning to bully the boss.

Thinking of this, even though Zheng Zhipeng boasted that his self-cultivation was pretty good, he couldn't bear it anymore: "emon, please remove the empty chairs on the table and close the door. If you don't come, don't come."

Suddenly, the tea party, which had been a little chaotic just now, suddenly became quiet.

Zheng Zhipeng signaled the girls to serve the dishes, and while eating and chatting, he took a bite of the lion head in front of him and praised: "Try them all. The chef specially invited from Hangzhou Fenglu Tower, their crab meat lion head It’s a unique place in Hangzhou. You need to make a reservation in advance. You can’t even eat it if you have money.”

"I think there should be no one here who doesn't know me, so I won't introduce myself. I'm calling everyone here. Two things. First, you must have heard about the Xu family. The grandchildren actually If you dare to harm me, I will avenge you no matter what."

A plump middle-aged man frowned and said: "Fourth Master, after all, this is Hangzhou, not Fujian. The Xu family has many officials and four generations of Feipao. Their connections can even reach Beijing. These big people in the province All the members are their guests, now that the third master has taught them a lesson, you are... a strong dragon but not a local snake."

Zheng Zhipeng smiled and said, "Who is this?"

"Oh, I'm Zou Long. I'm the shopkeeper of Suzhou City West Silk and Satin Factory. I've only met the Fourth Master a few times. You, the Fourth Master, are busy and may not remember me."

"Well, I don't remember. Shopkeeper Zou, please stand up."

Zou Long was confused, but he stood up obediently.

"emon, remove his chair."

Zou Long looked confused. Before he could react, there was no chair under his butt.

"Okay, sit down."

"........."

"Sit down. Shopkeeper Zou, everyone is sitting and you are the only one standing. It's not good."

"Fourth Master, you...what do you mean?"

"You can't find a stool, right? The people I hired today are all the shopkeepers who have made great contributions to our Zheng family over the years. Look, is there still room for you? Otherwise, you can try to find the Xu family and see if they can Can’t I give you a bite to eat?”

"I...Fourth Master, I was wrong."

Shopkeeper Zou was also a very capable person. With a pop, he knelt down on the spot, holding his share of the lion's head in his hand and started eating it, which made Zheng Zhipeng amused.

Zheng Zhipeng glanced at him with a half-smile, and said to everyone with a pun: "Is the lion's head delicious? If it's delicious, eat more, but one thing, don't forget whose rice bowl you are serving. Now, who is for it and who is against it?”

Seeing that no one said anything this time, Zheng Zhipeng nodded with satisfaction and said: "Very good, then let me talk about the second thing."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden noise below, but it was a muscular man about two meters tall, with a round waist, who limped in and forced his way in. Iemon's Japanese men tried to stop him, but he pushed him. A big somersault.

"What do you mean, little fourth master, you asked me, Old Feng, to come to have a drink, but when I arrived, I was not allowed in? Could it be that I, Old Feng, have offended something in my daily life?" As he said that, the man started limping. When he reached the top, no one stopped him.

I know the person coming here, Zheng Zhipeng. He is the nominal big shopkeeper of Suzhou Mansion, but he is not a businessman. He is an old brother who went to sea and fought with Zheng Zhilong. He retired and came ashore because of a leg injury, so he works on weekdays. Li has always been very arrogant, and his predecessor was really a waste, so he basically never took care of him. He was just like a prince of their Zheng family, and his status was not lower than that of his cousins ​​in the Zheng family.I have always looked down on Zheng Zhipeng, a prodigal son, so this person is so arrogant today, which is quite a bit of a show of force.

"Shopkeeper Feng, you're late."

"That's really embarrassing. I'm too busy with business."

"Haha, that's alright. Shopkeeper Feng, please find a place to sit."

"Refreshing, I..."

Feng Jun was stunned for a moment, because he had been looking for a long time but couldn't find an empty chair. Instead, there was a silly person sitting on the floor, chewing on a mutton chop.

"You can't find a place, right? Then you can go back wherever you came from. From now on, there will be no place for you to sit in the Zheng family."

Feng Jun became angry on the spot: "Fourth Master, what do you mean, you want to quit me?"

"It means literally."

"You... why should you, a prodigal son, deal with me? I want to see Third Master, no, I want to see Master Long! Do you know how much blood I have shed for the Zheng family? If you want to resign me, unless Master Long personally speaks, otherwise I will Just say this today, I won’t obey you!”

Zheng Zhipeng screamed, and threw a ledger in his face, and said in a rather unkind tone: "Don't accept it? Feng Jun, you have been in charge of Suzhou for three years, right? The business in your hands has been at least 6 taels in previous years. The income of silver, where is it now? 3000 taels! Will it be a loss next year? On the contrary, it is you, shopkeeper Feng, who just married the concubine of the ninth house the day before yesterday. Why don't you explain to me, where did you get all the money? of?"

Feng Jun's face turned green and red after being scolded, and the other shopkeepers were also secretly frightened.

Isn't it said that he is a super prodigal who is illiterate and only knows how to eat, drink and have fun?Judging from this momentum, I'm afraid it's almost the same as Te Niang's Mr. Tiger!Feng Jun was in his hands. If it were him, wouldn't he have some information to deal with him?

Feng Jun said surreptitiously: "Fourth Master, are you calculating money with me?"

"Shopkeeper Feng, are you joking? You are the shopkeeper of my Zheng family. What does it mean if I don't settle money with you?"

But he saw Feng Jun tearing off his upper body clothes, revealing hideous scars, and slapped his chest, and said angrily: "Are you trying to calculate money with me? Then please tell me, Fourth Master, what's wrong with me?" How can I count the injuries all over my body!"

"The gunshot wound on the left lung was caused by the traitor when I was protecting Mr. Long during Li Zhikui's rebellion three years ago. This stab wound was caused by the boat fight between me and the Yang family's thieves four years ago. At that time, he was stabbed by the big Japanese pirate Yang Liu himself."

After saying that, he lifted up the useless leg and put it hard on the dining table, pulled it open and opened his pants and said: "This leg is the wooden thorn that was blown out by the artillery shell when the traitor Li Zhikui was captured last year." It was injured. The wooden thorn flew towards Third Master at that time. I used this leg to save Third Master’s life! Fourth Master is now calculating money with me? Then the villain will ask Fourth Master, I am Zheng Who will pay me back for the blood shed at home?"

After saying that, he glared at Zheng Zhipeng with his big bull-like eyes, looking very scary.

All the shopkeepers also stopped their wine and chopsticks and stared at Zheng Zhipeng, wanting to see what he planned to do.

But Zheng Zhipeng was very straightforward. He sat on the stool and directly put his legs on the table. Then, without waiting for anyone to react, he suddenly raised a knife and stabbed his own leg with a swipe of blood. hole.

"Feng Jun, now you and our Zheng family are clean."