Half a pot floats to the belly, you and I say a word, Wang Zheng and Zheng Hongkui slowly opened the chatterbox, about a stick of incense, and the matter of the two people has been almost discussed.

Zheng Hongkui was in charge of the Zheng family's property in Fujian, and Wang Zheng was the only powerful power in Denglai and the two prefectures.

For Wang Zheng, Zheng Ke is a hairy boy who has not dried up, he really doesn't care about it, if it weren't for the Zheng family's face, this kid in the open and secretly doesn't know how many times he has died.

Moreover, no matter how Zheng Ke says it, he is also Zheng Hongkui's son, no matter how sensible he is, his son will be killed in an endless situation, at least now the Dengzhou camp does not have the strength to confront the Zheng family.

The Lingshan Salt Farm in Jiaozhou is under the control of the Ling family, and these days, according to Liu Xiong's report every three days, the old guy Lingshan is quite honest.

In fact, on the one hand, Wang Zheng asked Liu Xiong to report every three days, and on the other hand, he also instructed the left army to discuss Li Yan, Jiaozhou was the key object of care of the spies of the Military Council, and even the Ling family was mixed with Wang Zheng's people.

The news was almost the same, after Gao Liang led the Dengzhou battalion to withdraw, Ling Shan didn't say anything, and those local gentry in Jiaozhou immediately couldn't sit still, and ran to Ling's house twice in three days.

It is not clear what was being discussed, but Ling Shan's performance was very good, at first he expressed his support for Liu Xiong in front of everyone, and then he simply closed the door.

Ling Shan is old, naturally there are many taboos, he does not come forward, the big families in Jiaozhou and Pingdu Prefecture are scattered, and there is no rumor that anyone has done anything out of the ordinary when they go back to their respective families.

Having said that, Ninghai Salt has always been supervised by the Inspection Department, and the salt Ding are all local men in Denglai, and they used to do the work of licking blood with knives, dare to fight and kill, not to mention, everyone is familiar with water.

Under Wang Zheng's instructions, Fan Ruohai took them to transport Ninghai salt all the way down from Jiaozhou Bay, and there were no pirates along the way, but they could transport goods to Jiangnan unimpeded.

When the fleet arrived in the south of the Yangtze River, the Dengzhou battalion took the silver and handed over the goods, and the rest was left alone, and someone in the Zheng family was naturally responsible for transferring this batch of goods to Fujian for sale, and when they were sold, according to what Wang Zheng and Zheng Hongkui discussed, both parties could still get a sum of silver at that time.

At present, this transaction is still a happy situation, Wang Zheng is profitable, and naturally he will not destroy the city wall and raise the bar with the Zheng family.

After talking about things, Zheng Hongkui couldn't sit still anymore, and his pot of floating green was moved for a long time, and he hurriedly walked out after separation.

Later, according to the spies planted in the inn by the Military Council, Zheng Hongkui did not say anything outside after he returned, but immediately changed into clean clothes.

Wang Zheng also left a silver ingot, turned around and walked out of the tea room.

"Get out of here, get dirty, you stained Uncle Ben's clothes, can you afford to pay for this poor sourness?"

As soon as he got out of the tea room, he heard such a sound, Wang Zheng was not in a hurry to leave, turned around and looked at the source of the sound, but saw that it was a rich man in a yellow silk robe, and frowned at the moment.

This man's face was arrogant, his silk robe was full of money ornaments, and he was a local gentry, and the servants behind him were also fierce, shouting and kicking at an old man.

An old man and a woman, both wearing tattered clothes, the old man was kicked down by a strong man, and he passed out without taking a breath, and several domestic servants laughed, and stepped forward with fists and kicks.

"Dad~!"

The woman let out a miserable cry, and although a few people around couldn't look at it, they saw the rich boy glaring at her, and immediately left in a state of despair.

People are powerful and powerful, how can such a small person in the market afford to provoke him.

"Hehe, beauty, follow Uncle Ben back, I won't treat you badly~~"

The rich boy had three pockmarks on his face, very disgusting, grabbed the woman and brought the foul-smelling mouth over, the woman tried her best to dodge, but how could her arm twist her thigh. , and I'm about to be kissed.

"Smack."

At this time, there was a crisp sound suddenly, and Wang Zhengshu laughed, it turned out that the woman slapped the rich son.

It can be seen that this woman is very strong, and the boy brother left a handprint on his face that is not deep or shallow, and immediately scolded:

"Damn, I still like your fierce temperament, catch it back to the house!"

The woman also reacted in a hurry, and after the fight, she felt that her hand hurt, and when she saw a few vicious domestic servants coming over, she immediately waved her hand and stepped back.

"No, don't..."

The woman quickly retreated to the wall, and with no way out, the woman huddled helplessly on the ground with her legs crossed and wept.

There were more and more people around, all pointing fingers at the rich man, but no one dared to say a word, just when everyone thought that this woman was about to be arrested.

Wang Zheng really couldn't stand it, so he still chose to make a move, and he tightly held the wrist of a strong man in the front.

"Damn, where did you come out of nosy?!"

Several strong men surrounded Wang Zheng, and the woman seemed to have grabbed the last straw, got up and grabbed the corner of Wang Zheng's clothes tightly, and hid behind him.

The strong man who was held by Wang Zheng's hand smiled lewdly, raised his strength and was about to throw this boy who didn't know whether he was alive or dead behind him, but this kid still had a flat face, as if he didn't care at all.

Wang Zheng's breath was even, but there was a faint anger in his eyes.

If he remembers correctly, someone should be in charge of this place, and at this time, there was such a mess, and even people died, and they didn't come to deal with it yet.

In the place where the Dengzhou battalion is stationed, there is still this kind of robbery of people's daughters, and no one will deal with the murder on the street, what is the difference between this and the outside?

Not having the heart to play with these people more, the king fought for the saber at his waist, but did not unsheath it, and with a little force, he slammed into a strong man with a strong wind.

Seeing Wang Zheng rushing towards him, the strong man almost didn't laugh, and grabbed the knife directly with his hand, but he couldn't keep up with Wang Zheng's speed, and his hand was raised in the air, and Wang Zheng's sheathed knife had already hit his lower abdomen.

"Poof..."

The strong man spurted out a mouthful of blood and retreated again and again, looking frightened.

Wang Zheng's body, which is not very strong, can actually burst out with such a big impact force in an instant, it seems that this time it hit the iron plate.

These strong men have no actual combat experience at all, and they don't have any weapons on their bodies, they just bully the poor people with brute force, and Wang Zheng doesn't bother to unsheath the steel knife at all.

After a dozen breaths, the five servants who were still fierce had all fallen to the ground and wailed, and the rich boy retreated again and again, pointed at Wang Zheng and said:

"Don't come here, do you know who my dad is!?"

"Who is it?"

Wang Zheng asked lightly, he really wanted to know, who could allow such people to run rampant in the city and bring disaster to their neighbors.

"It's someone from the Sun Mansion!"

"Run, boy, it's too late to run." An old lady persuaded.