Looking at Zheng Gongxuan with a smile on his face, Zheng Ming felt warm in his heart. After years of father and son, he understood his father's character very well.

Although an earl could make him very happy, it was definitely not as good as he could show off his strength to him. The reason why he did this was nothing more than to relieve his guilt.

"Yes, your father's biggest dream in his life is to allow our family to enter the ninth-grade family. Now he has become the Count, and our family has no obstacles to joining the aristocratic family."

Duan Yangying also smiled, looking like he was lucky in disguise.

Zheng Xiaoxuan also laughed and said, "I heard from my mother that after my father became this count, I can eat whatever I want in the future."

"Eat, be careful that you will become a little fat pig." Zheng Ming pinched his sister's ear and said with a doting look.

At this moment, a golden light rushed to Zheng Ming's shoulder from outside. Zheng Xiaoxuan was startled to be startled, but when she saw the golden little golden cat clearly, her eyes were full of small stars.

"Brother, can I see this kitten?" Zheng Xiaoxuan stretched out her fat hand and grabbed the little golden cat.

Zheng Ming naturally would not be stingy with a little golden cat, but just when he was about to hand over the little golden cat, the little golden cat was like a golden lightning bolt and rushed directly to the beam.

There was a proud look in the golden eyes, and it looked like I could help you play with the child.

Zheng Ming had some tricks for this arrogant guy. He glared at the little golden cat, and he looked like you didn't come down, so don't blame me for dealing with you well. The little golden cat ran down with grievance.

"Play with the little golden cat. If it is disobedient, tell your brother that he will definitely repair it."

"Meow!" The little golden cat screamed in grievance.

Zheng Xiaoxuan, who was already fascinated by the little golden cat, took the little golden cat the size of a palm into her palm. She said loudly to Zheng Ming: "Brother, you are not allowed to be raped by my little golden cat."

Looking at Zheng Xiaoxuan who was full of love, Zheng Ming laughed and said, "Okay, Xiaojin will be the one I won't be cruel to you in the future."

"By the way. Who made your face?"

"It's a bad brother. Not only did he pinch Xiaoxuan's face hard, but he also... also broke the eldest brother's legs. Those bad guys!" Zheng Xiaoxuan said casually. But after saying this, she looked at Zheng Gongxuan with some fear.

Zheng Gongxuan looked at his young son with an angry look on his face and said helplessly: "Minger, Dad knows you feel uncomfortable, but I think I'd better forget about this."

"After all, your brother and your sister have not suffered any major harm."

"Ming'er, your father is right. This little grievance. We will suffer. As long as our family can be together safely, it will be better than anything else." Duan Yangying also advised softly.

Zheng Ming was not surprised by his father and mother's reaction, but he could never get rid of his teeth and swallow his blood.

"Father, mother, good people are bullied, and good horses are ridden! If my master hadn't taken action this time, your son would probably have not seen you."

Zheng Ming looked at Zheng Gongxuan solemnly and said, "Why do these people dominate the life and death of our family? It's not because their fists are bigger. Now, it's not them who have big fists, but our family."

"Then they have to pay the price. Otherwise, people would think our family is weak and can be bullied!"

Zheng Gongxuan also understood this truth, but Fu Yuqing had already told him the cause and effect of the matter. He knew that the people who deal with him were all children of famous families in the Great Jin Dynasty and their strength was extraordinary.

What's more, Zheng Ming also killed many children of aristocratic families during this sword hunt, so he was unwilling to make a big fuss.

However, he had to admit that what his son said was reasonable and that people were bullied. If Zheng Ming's master had not appeared suddenly, their family would have never met again.

"Dad, don't worry, my master is here, there is no problem." Seeing that his father was still hesitating, Zheng Ming once again brought out his non-existent master to talk about it.

Zheng Gongxuan sighed. He knew that Zheng Ming had always been very interested, but once Zheng Ming made up his mind, he could not stop him even if he stopped him.

"Since Ming'er is about to take action, then my father won't stop you. You just have to be careful. There is no Lu Ling Mansion in this capital."

Zheng Ming nodded, and after chatting with Zheng Gongxuan for a few words, the family came to Zheng Heng's room where he was resting. Although Sikong Zifu gave a lot of medicines after knowing that Zheng Heng's leg was broken, these medicines could not immediately recover from Zheng Heng's injury.

"Brother Ming, the matter has passed, I think it's better not to pursue it anymore. Your brother, I am strong and strong, and the bone-birth pill will be restored in less than half a month." Zheng Heng, after hearing about Zheng Ming's idea of ​​seeking revenge for those people, persuaded Zheng Ming in a deep voice.

Zheng Ming looked at his brother's tough face and smiled softly, "Brother, just teach those guys a lesson, you don't have to take it to heart."

Zhao's Mansion, Zhao Jiacheng said angrily: "Dad, I won't apologize to that child. She is a little bitch and deserves to let me go out to apologize!"

Zhao Jiacheng's father, Zhao Mupo, was the brother of the head of the Zhao family. He not only played an important position in the family, but also ranked high in the eight generals in the Great Jin Dynasty.

At this time, his heart was filled with anger. Originally, it was already a bit dangerous for his son to participate in a sword hunt for his family.

But today Xie Lingfeng came over and told the news that Zheng Ming might not have let Zheng Xiaoxuan go of Zhao Jiacheng, who had pinched Zheng Xiaoxuan's face, the entire Zhao family was a little uneasy.

Those children of the family who had a bad relationship with him attacked their sons indignation. By the way, he, who was the one who was me, was also brought up to tell the story, saying that he had not educated his son well and caused trouble to the family.

At that time, he had the idea of ​​breaking the faces of those guys who were talking. They said that they had not taught their son a lesson, so they taught their son a lesson. Aren’t their sons also bullying men and women, and they are not as good as their sons?

It's just that their son didn't cause trouble.

"Bang!" A slap in the face and hit Zhao Jiacheng heavily. Zhao Mupo, who was tall and burly, said in a cold voice: "You must apologize to me honestly tomorrow."

"I tell you, if you don't go, I'll let you break your legs and lift them over."

Zhao Jiacheng was actually quite favored in front of his father in the past, but at this moment, his heart was beating violently when he looked at his father's angry look.

He covered his face and never dared to talk back to his father again. He just muttered, "Our Zhao family is a second-rank family. Are you really afraid of the local beggar who came from the countryside?"

"Our Zhao family is naturally not afraid of Zheng Ming, but his master is a first-class strongman, and he is a first-class strongman who tied with Jin Wushen."

"If you have the ability, you can find a first-class strong man to be your master, and our Zhao family will also provide you with you."

"Don't forget how Sikong Long Elephant died."

Hearing the four words "Sikong Long Elephant", Zhao Jiacheng shivered in his heart. Zheng Ming was too hateful. Sikong Long Elephant went to apologize to him, but he cut off the head with one sword.

The death of Sikong Longxiang, as the royal family, just scolded Zheng Ming and treated it as a misunderstanding.

Thinking about it, Zhao Jiacheng felt a little cold in his heart. He couldn't help but say, "Dad, what if he acted directly at me like Sikong Long Elephant when I apologize to Zheng Ming?"

"You can rest assured that when you go to apologize, not only will your father accompany you, but Mr. Ling Feng will also go there. At that time, even if Zheng Ming attacks you, we will not watch the Sikong Longxiang happen again."

When Zhao Mupo said this, he sighed faintly and said, "You can hold back this tone for the time being. According to my father's estimate, that boy named Zheng will not have a good life."

"Dad, his master and Jin Wushen's cultivation level are almost the same. In the Great Jin Dynasty, as long as Jin Wushen doesn't take action, who can do anything to him?" Zhao Jiacheng asked with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Zhao Mupo smiled and said, "The Wang family will not let it go in this matter. Although they can't do anything to the Xiongba now, as long as the people who enter the sect come out, a Xiongba will be worth it."

"Child, let it go first. When that boy's backer is gone, what do you want to do is not a single word."

A trace of resentment appeared in Zhao Jiacheng's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Dad, by that time, I will not only crush Zheng Ming's bones and ashes, but also make his entire Zheng family a slave forever."

Although he was a little uncomfortable with his son's nature, Zhao Mupo said nothing. In his opinion, it would not be a big deal to make his son angry at that time.

After leaving his father, Zhao Jiacheng turned around and returned to his yard. He was already confined by the Zhao family and could not walk around.

"Young Master, you are back." A slim maid, seeing Zhao Jiacheng, quickly greeted her. The maid was flirtatious with a charming look, and she couldn't help but feel angry when she saw her.

Zhao Jiacheng felt uncomfortable when he was eating the bar at his father. He reached out and pulled the maid and was about to walk onto the big bed.

The maid and Zhao Jiacheng had already accomplished good things, and at this time, she naturally refused to give up on her favor to her young master.

However, just as she was lying on the bed with a passion, a sword light pierced directly into Zhao Jiacheng's throat.

The maid wanted to scream, but before she could scream, Zheng Ming's palm hit her neck.

Zheng Ming, who solved Zhao Jiacheng, was like a ghost, silently sank into the Zhao family's drainage passage. (To be continued.)
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