I'm a pirate at the end of Ming Dynasty

Standing up tremblingly, Zheng Zhipeng felt as if he had AIDS. He even had no strength in his legs.

In fact, drug addiction may not come so quickly, it is mainly due to his psychological effects, but after all, he is a socialist successor who has received education on the dangers of drugs. When he learned that he was addicted to drugs, he was already confused.

"Fourth Master, what's wrong with you? Did I do something wrong? You... don't scare me."

Zheng Zhipeng waved his hand feebly: "Go away"

The boy was also frightened now, but how could he really dare to leave like that?For a moment, neither stepping forward nor retreating.

Zheng Zhipeng had no intention of paying attention to him. Various images of detoxification videos flashed through his mind like a slideshow, and images of skinny and haggard faces flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern. Even their temperaments would change. He was eccentric and disowned his relatives.

I'm afraid that the perverted personality of his predecessor has something to do with this thing. After all, he is Zheng Zhilong's biological brother. How could such a native family have a mess that cannot be held up to the wall?

"It's over, it's all over, it's all over. God, you are trying to kill me."

He couldn't think about anything now. He looked at the water of the West Lake in confusion, and the only thought that came over and over in his mind was, it's over, it's over, it's over.

Otherwise, jump down.

Zheng Zhipeng came up with this idea by accident.

Die, die, maybe after death, you can wear it back?

As soon as this thought came out, he couldn't help it. He couldn't help it, so he walked bit by bit towards the depths of the West Lake. The cold lake water was up to his knees, and there was actually a smile on his face. A smile of relief.

The boy beside him froze. When he first saw Zheng Zhipeng entering the water, he thought he was doing something wrong. When the water reached his knees, he realized what he was doing. Like a bolt from the blue, he rushed up and hugged Zheng Zhipeng. His thighs were howling like ghosts and wolves, refusing to let him go any further.

Your eldest brother will kill my whole family!

Zheng Zhipeng wanted to kick him away, but found that he couldn't exert any strength in the water, and he was honestly so weak now that he couldn't tear the boy apart. For a while, the two of them were in a stalemate.

But at this moment, the smiling face of an old man seemed to suddenly appear on the water. It was his grandfather. He clenched his hands into fists and raised his thumbs high, as if to say to him: "Brother Pao, I will never have diarrhea."

Zheng Zhipeng was shocked, as if he had suddenly come out of his obsessive state.

"Grandpa...you won't let me die, will you?"

Zheng Zhipeng's body was shaken, and his mind suddenly became clear.

First of all, what he was addicted to was opium, not the white powder that would be purified several times later, and he was still swallowing it. He was definitely not as addicted to drugs as later generations. If he could overcome it, he might not have no chance.

"Let go, I was just kidding you, help me ashore."

"Really...really?"

Zheng Zhipeng nodded.

The boy cried on the spot: "Master, please, if you are in a bad mood, you can hit me, scold me or even kill me, but you must never make such a joke again, little man...little man No one can stand being so scared, Fourth Master."

Zheng Zhipeng smiled and comforted him a few words, then his body softened and fell into his arms. The boy simply carried Zheng Zhipeng back, helped him get on the carriage, and hurried home anxiously.

"Go to my sister-in-law's courtyard"

"Yes"

He knows his own family affairs, and if he wants to get rid of drugs, he will definitely not be able to do it on his own. His willpower is only average at best. As for his crooked men, he basically can't count on it and can only count on foreign aid.

My nephew Zheng Sen, also known as Zheng Chenggong, is currently studying in Hangzhou with his mother, the Tagawa family, and lives with him. However, he has his own team, which the Tagawa family brought from Japan. They have never given much to Zheng Zhipeng. This Fourth Master’s face.

And if you want to quit drugs, you really can only find people like this who don't give you face.

Knocking on the door of the backyard, a maid wearing Ming Dynasty clothes, but obviously a Japanese woman opened the door. She was shocked to see Zheng Zhipeng with a pale face and couldn't stand still. She quickly helped her into the hall and made a cup of tea. Tea served.

"Fourth Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Is sister-in-law here?"

"Madam went to the market to buy things."

"What about Sen'er?"

"The young master is in class. Madam has ordered that no big things can disturb the young master's class. Look at this..."

"It's okay. I'm not looking for him. Is Kinuiemon here?"

"Oh, yes, yes,"

Kinkiemon is the leader of Zheng Chenggong's bodyguard. He is a samurai from his mother's Tagawa clan. He is considered a family member of his mother's family and is loyal to his mother. He has more than 40 ronin under his command, all of whom are highly capable.

After a while, Kinuiemon arrived. He bowed respectfully and said in Ming dialect that was a little stiff and had a strong little Japanese accent: "Fourth Master, you are looking for me. What's wrong?"

"Iemon, I'm asking you to do me a favor. You are the only one who can help me now."

"Please say."

"Find a rope and tie me up. If I go crazy, pour cold water on me. If that doesn't work, just knock me out. Don't give me anything except three meals a day. I won't let you if I want it." "Here, even if I say I will kill you if you don't give it, don't give it to me, especially if you don't give me Xiaoyao ointment, even the bastards around me can't do it, I can only come to you, please."