Zheng Mansion.

The mansion covers an area of ​​more than 300 acres, and the mansion is full of rows of courtyards and gardens, various buildings, Suzhou-Hangzhou-style garden buildings, pavilions, water pavilions, ponds and rocks, and the entire mansion is beautiful.

Behind the central axis of Zheng Mansion, there is a tall building, like a hall, with a large plaque above the lintel, with three golden characters "Jingxinzhai" written on it.

In the lobby, there is a bright candlelight and surrounded by sandalwood. On the south side is a statue of the Sanqing Daojun hanging. Below is an altar and incense burner to worship. A faint sandalwood is emitting from the bronze incense burner.

In the middle of the lobby, there is a white jade round covered with a thin brocade quilt, and a sun and moon Tai Chi embroidered on the quilt.

An old man in his sixties and seventies was wearing a thick silk satin blue robe, thin and was sitting upright on the round-collapse, looking solemn, with his eyes slightly closed, and his right hand was holding a silver pestle and gently knocking on the silver pan in front of him.

This old man who seems to be a fairy-like man is nothing but Zheng An, an old official from the Zheng Mansion, the grandfather of the current queen, and the ruler of the Zheng Mansion in Jiangning.

Zheng An was also a legendary figure in Jiangning. When a young man was literary, he learned martial arts without a chance. Later, he formed a salt gang and became a cultured gang. He got along well with the officials and gradually occupied half of the private salt transactions in Jiangning, so he became rich. It is said that when Empress Zheng entered the palace, it was originally inconspicuous, but because Zheng An was willing to spend money to manage the palace, Empress Zheng was able to enter the eyes of the empress dowager and gradually gain favor, and eventually became a mother of the country. At this point, the Zheng family became rich from wealth to wealth, and from noble to wealth, and business was no longer limited to private salt transactions, silk, porcelain, restaurants, casinos, brothels and prostitutes... Anyone with great profits was involved, and gradually became one of the four major palaces.

However, no matter how rich and brilliant Zheng'an is, it is impossible to resist the passing years. Although Mr. Zheng, who once dominated the underworld of Jiangning, was still energetic, his temples were pale, and wrinkles and age spots were covered with his face.

Five years ago, Zheng An gradually retreated behind the scenes, practiced "Jingxinzhai", devoted himself to practicing Taoism, and sought the secret of immortality, and rarely went out. However, the people in the mansion knew that the old official would be the master of the mansion for only one day, and even Zheng Qing, the great official in charge of the Zheng Mansion, dared not disobey the old official in front of the mansion.

A young man in a gorgeous dress stood beside Zheng An with his eyebrows down, looking very humble, and he didn't dare to speak out. He was Zheng Feng, who was known as the most evil young man in Jiangning.

Next to him, a middle-aged man in brocade robe stood, looking in fear.

"Your big room is getting more and more promising... More than 20 people were beaten to the ground to find teeth, and the gambling hall was almost smashed, but it really gave me the face of Parent Zheng."

Zheng An's voice was neither too fast nor too anxious nor impatient, without a trace of gunpowder, but Zheng Qing was frightened and his face was pale.

Zheng Qing glared at Zheng Feng fiercely and whispered in a hurry: "What my grandfather taught me is a lesson."

"Zhao Shixiao is dull and dull by nature. Xie Yun is just a female fan. The useless son is just a joke. There is no need to worry about it... It's just that the medicine is lost? Although there are many refugees in the city, the medicine is scarce. Are you all eating a good meal?"

Zheng An's last sentence was obviously full of deep blame, which shocked Zheng Qing's forehead to make him sweat.

"The child of Zhao's family made a mistake first, and the child has sent someone to chase him... Unexpectedly, the man named Fang came out from half of the land. The people in the house were no match for him at all, so he lost the medicine and asked his father to forgive him."

"The family members of the house in the mansion have more than 500 taxes every month. Could it be that CDs feed the dogs and raise a group of cowards and can't even beat a wild man?" Zheng An's voice became more and more angry.

Zheng Qing said anxiously: "That man is indeed extraordinary. I'm afraid he is not inferior to Yin Yi. The child has ordered Yin Yi to investigate it. If he gets the news, he will take it and ask for a crime."

"Hmph, the Dragon Boat Festival is approaching. If you can't get enough medicine at that time, then the government will hand it over to the second house."

After Zheng An said that, he closed his eyes again and stopped looking at Zheng Qing and his son. He just knocked on the jade pool one by one, as if he had entered a state of concentration.

Zheng Qing's face turned extremely pale, she pulled Zheng Feng and said goodbye, and then retreated.

I just walked to the door of the lobby, but was stopped by Zheng An.

"The son of the Zhao family suddenly changed his mind and did good deeds everywhere. I'm afraid it's not a whim. He must have something to do... The daughter of the Wang family is about to leave the house, and Feng'er and Yu'er both need to work hard. If anyone gets the daughter of the Wang family... I don't have to say much."

"Save it as a kid."

After leaving Jingxinzhai, Zheng Qing finally let out a sigh of relief and felt a sweat.

"Father, what if Zhao Hao still goes to the market to make trouble tomorrow?" Zheng Feng asked with lingering fear.

In the entire Jiangning City, Zheng Feng was not afraid of the earth or earth, but he could only be respectful of his great-grandfather Zheng An.

Zheng Qing snorted coldly, with a strange smile on his face: "Don't worry, you have to worry about your father. Even if the son of the Zhao family intends to make trouble, it will not last a few days."

After saying that, his expression suddenly became sober again, and he scolded coldly: "From today, you must calm your mind and study well, and you must not hang out around anymore. You don't have to worry about medicine."

Zheng Feng blinked and said with a smile: "There are so many good women in the world. How can a child give up the strange women in the world for the daughter of the Wang family? It is better to give it to Brother Yu. Why should his family fight? The child asked his brother Lu to drink at Tianxianglou, and asked his father to forgive the child's crime of losing his companion."

Zheng Qing was so angry that he smoked: "You are evil beast, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Feng was already running out of sight.

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The next day, Zhao Hao got up early as usual. After breakfast, he said goodbye to Xie Yun and Zhao Shixiao. He took Zhao Ji and Liang Lie and other domestic slaves, pulled a cart of big money and went out in a huge way.

Xie Yun was much more at ease. She was no longer as good as she was yesterday. She just asked her slaves to repay each hour to make peace.

This time, Zhao Hao and his group were familiar with the road and headed straight to Dongtou Market and came to the old place of population trading. At first glance, Zhao Hao was stunned.

The open space was densely packed with people. I am afraid that there were six or seven hundred people, and the one hundred stale money I brought was not enough.

When he looked carefully, Zhao Hao was unhappy.

Damn, have you seen a boy wearing a silk shirt and shaking a feather fan with a brand of "Selling Yourself" on his neck? Have you seen a bitter boy with pink and jade-carved hair tied with pearls and jade? Have you... seen a person who sells himself in a sedan chair?

There were all kinds of people in the crowd, but there was no one sitting on a small stool and eating melon seeds.

The true refugees have a look of numbness, despair and hunger in their eyes. More than 80% of them can tell at a glance that they are definitely not refugees.

Seeing Zhao Hao getting out of the warm sedan chair, the crowd opposite him was in a panic and rushed over like a tide, but was stopped by Liang Lie and others holding water and fire sticks.

Looking at Zhao Ji who was standing beside him, Zhao Hao felt a little relieved.

The real and fake refugees made Zhao Hao laugh and cry.

The thing about taking advantage of small gains is the same in ancient and modern times. Every nation has its own bad habits. The Chinese nation is too smart, especially the smart ones.

"Young Master, my kid hasn't eaten for three days. I beg you to buy him so that you can find a place to eat."

"Young Master Zhao, please buy my boy. Just give him a bowl of rice and don't starve to death."

"This girl can sing and dance well. The young master will definitely not lose money by buying it as a maid."

...

Facing the chaotic crowd, Zhao Hao's expression remained motionless, his eyes traveled through the crowd, and finally his eyes fell on a little boy of five or six years old.

The little boy had red lips and white teeth, pink and jade-like skin, tender and clean. Although he was covered with a shabby cloth shirt on his head, there was a silk shirt inside. Most importantly, he was wearing a pair of brand new satin flour-based horse boots under his feet.

What's even more funny is that there were two or three burly men around him. Although they were all dressed in worn clothes, they obviously revealed a sense of courage.

"Zheng Yue, force: 3; intelligence: 15; speed: 6; light skills: 2; politics: 8; command: 5; health value: 91; favorability to the host: 30."

After checking the attributes of the little broken child, Zhao Hao's heart suddenly became clear, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Damn, your uncle, the Zheng family is really good at playing. They really can't bear to let their children go and can't trap them. They think they are idiots.

He slowly raised his hand and hooked his finger at the little broken child.

The little punk child had already looked eager to try it out. When he saw Zhao Hao stretching out his hand, he immediately jumped and ran to Zhao Hao with joy.

The big man following him had already looked uneasy, but the little broken child showed an innocent look, his eyes blinked constantly, and his voice looked pitiful: "Young master, okay, I haven't eaten for three days, I'm so hungry that my stomach hurts so much, buy me... Oh, my stomach hurts so much, wuwu..."

Zhao Hao felt chills in his heart, and pointed at the man in blue beside him and asked, "Well, that man, is this your son?"

The man in green hesitated for a moment, looked at the little punk child awkwardly, and then nodded with difficulty.

Zhao Hao smiled slightly and asked again: "How much do you want to sell?"

The man hesitated for a moment, looked at the hopeful eyes of the broken child, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Twenty Stones."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little broken child had already smiled, smiling like a native dog.

Zhao Hao also smiled, smiling like spring flowers: "Okay, get a deal, get twenty coins!"

Soon, Li Hong and several slaves took twenty coins of money from the carriage and handed them to the man in green. The man had already had a premonition that his situation was wrong, but he had to continue the heavy strings of big money, two hundred kilograms of money, and his body was a little unstable.

Zhao Hao pointed to the little kid who was smug and shouted in a deep voice: "You are going to have two money, take it back to your house!"

The fat slave Liang Lie immediately brought the little child over like an eagle catching a chick.

In an instant, the man in green and the two men not far away changed their faces in an instant.

At the same time, the little pill child was so scared that his face turned pale. It took him a long time to react. His two short legs kicked in the air and cried loudly, "You are lying to others, obviously, you only give me money and don't have people."

The three men finally understood. The man in green cried and respectfully handed over the twenty-six coins: "Young Master, forgive me, the grass people can't bear to give up their son, so they won't sell it."

Zhao Hao laughed loudly, but a vicious look appeared on his face, and he said in a deep voice: "The deal has been completed, how can you go back to your mind? Take it back to your house quickly, put it in the dog circle and keep it in for three days, and feed it to dog food every day!"

While speaking, Liang Lie had already stuffed the little broken child who was crying and shouting into the carriage.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the three of them hurriedly threw the big money in their hands on the ground and rushed towards the carriage.

Bang bang bang ~

Zhao Ji jumped up, blocked the three of them, kicked them three times in a row, and threw them into a slight slight blow.

The three of them got up and rushed towards the carriage like crazy. Then they were kicked to the ground by Zhao Ji, three times in a row, all of which were like this.

Finally, the three of them knew that there was no hope of saving people, so they staggered up and rushed towards the west of the city.

After such a riot, the originally bustling "refugee" group ran away 70% to 80%, leaving only sixty or seventy people.
Chapter completed!