Chapter 1 You Zhenbei Marquis's Actions Are Truly Imposing!

"You, Zhenbei Marquis's residence, your actions are truly imposing!"

"Bang!"

The Pacification Commissioner slammed his palm on the desk in front of him.

Then,

Zheng Fan saw the corners of the Pacification Commissioner's mouth begin to twitch uncontrollably because he was quite fat, and his face rippled.

It seems that big shots always have a habit of slapping tables. Why bother?

I slap myself, then make you feel sorry?

Since those young masters knew the news, the true official in charge of Tiger Head City, with even broader channels, naturally wouldn't be kept in the dark.

So,

after Zheng Fan finished showing off to those young masters,

he was immediately summoned to the Pacification Commissioner's hall.

This Pacification Commissioner was indeed fat, but his official authority was still strong. However, Zheng Fan wasn't the least bit intimidated at this moment.

He didn't know if it was the work of the dead blind man, the dead cripple, the dead zombie, the dead vampire, or the dead gluttons from either of the two groups,

but it had already been done.

He had already put on the act.

Right now, the only thing he could do, and the only thing left to do,

was to keep up appearances and continue this charade.

Sitting in the yamen, forced to act like this out of the blue;

no warning, no preparation, no process, this act was quite inexplicable, and there wasn't much joy in it, really.

Just then, the Pacification Commissioner's clerk walked in and reported from below:

"Sir, Magistrate Su has arrived and is waiting outside."

The Pacification Commissioner waved his hand, very rudely, and said:

"Go ask him, does he really intend to interfere in this matter? Does he really dare to wade into these troubled waters!"

"Yes, sir."

The clerk left,

and after a short while,

the clerk returned and reported:

"Sir, Magistrate Su said he suddenly felt unwell and needs to go home to rest. He will leave the affairs of the yamen today to your care, sir."

"Heh."

The Pacification Commissioner waved his hand, and the clerk left.

That old magistrate was, in fact, a thorough bureaucrat, not seeking merit but only seeking to avoid mistakes, just wanting to muddle through two more years in peace before retiring.

Originally, Tiger Head City should have been his territory. The Pacification Commissioner nominally had a large jurisdiction, but he didn't have his own team. In the end, he was still able to land hard in Tiger Head City and take control here.

Immediately,

the Pacification Commissioner's gaze fell on Zheng Fan once again,

and he said in a deep voice:

"Mei Family Fort, what crime did they commit?"

"They committed the crime they committed."

"Impudence! This is Tiger Head City, this is my yamen! How dare you, this soldier, be so rude and evasive in front of me? Do you really think I wouldn't dare to punish you?"

Zheng Fan was silent for a while,

his brain spinning rapidly.

Actually,

there wasn't much to think about,

because besides continuing to put on an act, putting on a high and mighty attitude that outsiders had no right to interfere in the Zhenbei Army's affairs, he had no other choice.

Because he himself didn't know what had happened!

Actually, the crux of the matter was that Si Niang, because of the Demonic Pill incident last night, hadn't been able to read the first letter left behind by the blind man, Bei.

"No comment!"

"Good, good, good, good!"

The Pacification Commissioner was furious.

With a "clang,"

he directly drew the longsword from the pillar beside him, which was originally meant as an ornament, and his huge body walked down towards Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan was a little dumbfounded. Although this chubby Pacification Commissioner looked "soft," he didn't dare to underestimate him. Dong Zhuo was also a big fat man!

His qi and blood began to flow. Although he couldn't shine yet, he could still appropriately improve his reaction ability. It was just a pity that his weapon had been confiscated by the gatekeeper at the yamen entrance.

Just then,

Zheng Fan suddenly felt an icy chill coming from his chest.

Hiss...

This chill immediately stiffened Zheng Fan's body.

And the Pacification Commissioner had already walked in front of Zheng Fan. The next moment, he suddenly threw the sword in his hand on the ground, opened his arms, and patted Zheng Fan's shoulders vigorously, saying with emotion:

"Is the family... well?"

Um...

What does this mean?

Suddenly, it seemed because of the Pacification Commissioner's change in attitude, the cold feeling on Zheng Fan's chest disappeared as well.

And this chubby Pacification Commissioner didn't know that he had just taken a leak in front of the gates of hell.

Zheng Fan's brain began to think quickly.

Thanks to the overwhelming anti-Japanese and liberation dramas of later generations, Zheng Fan finally found a scene that was very similar to the current situation.

Isn't this like when an arrested underground comrade meets a deep-sea comrade in prison!

Zheng Fan's Adam's apple bobbed, and he said:

"Miss, everything is fine."

This one sentence,

made the Pacification Commissioner's body tremble.

His eyes, narrowed into slits because of his fat, actually had a glittering light,

"Alas, poor Miss, alas, poor Miss. The Lord went to the capital, and the entire Marquis's residence must rely on Miss alone to support it, alas..."

The Pacification Commissioner began to get sentimental.

When a superior is venting emotions,

as a subordinate, you need to cooperate.

So, it often happens that when a leader's mother dies, the subordinates cry more exaggeratedly at the grave than the leader.

For Zheng Fan right now, he still had to rely on the limited information he had to exploit and squeeze out all its value!

Zheng Fan remained standing,

and said:

"With Uncle Seven by Miss's side, Miss will be fine."

What a pity,

besides a crazy stone, Zheng Fan didn't have the other six demon kings by his side,

otherwise they would have refreshed their understanding of their own master at this moment!

As a creator's quick wit, the agility of thought, and the temperament of a former suicide survivor who can hold his own at a critical moment, all kinds of qualities and characteristics allowed Zheng Fan to perform to here with a perfect score!

The Pacification Commissioner smiled and shook his head,

saying:

"It's different, it's different. With Uncle Seven there, he can only guarantee Miss's safety, but the entire residence must rely on Miss alone to manage. Miss, it's not easy."

Zheng Fan didn't speak.

The Pacification Commissioner wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, concealing his gaffe a bit, and looked at Zheng Fan with some curiosity,

saying:

"I remember, you're from Tiger Head City."

His brain, which had just cooled down, started spinning at high speed again at this moment!

Because Zheng Fan still didn't know that his own son had come out last night to threaten the woman who wanted to be his stepmother, so in Zheng Fan's heart, he only thought that he was currently venturing into the dragon's pool alone!

Every answer, every detail, must be correct.

The scene of him wearing leopard skin and barefoot that night reappeared,

but this time, the object of his desperate psychological suggestion was no longer Uncle Daoming,

but Yu Zecheng.

"My life was saved by Miss."

"Oh, yes, you came to Tiger Head City half a year ago, so it seems it was also arranged by Miss?"

Zheng Fan hesitated for a moment, but still nodded, adding:

"My father, my grandfather, were both Li family retainers. My grandfather Zheng Zhilong, my father Zheng Chenggong,

Sir, do you recognize them?"

Sometimes, you need to take the initiative to increase the credibility of your identity. There were so many Li family retainers, Zheng Fan really didn't believe that the person in front of him could recognize them all.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across the Pacification Commissioner's face. Obviously, he didn't recognize them, but he still said:

"I've heard of them, I've heard of them. I seem to have even drunk wine with your father.

It's just that I haven't lived in the mansion for long, so I'm not very familiar with the Marquis's residence."

Zheng Fan stood there, silent.

"Then you integrating the underground gangs of Tiger Head City, was that also Miss's order? Is Miss preparing to take control of Tiger Head City?"

Zheng Fan was shocked,

not expecting that the integration of the gangs by the blind man, Bei, and A Ming had already been known by the Pacification Commissioner.

Of course, this wasn't too strange. As the highest official in Tiger Head City, above the magistrate, so many people died in the city that rainy night. If he was really completely unaware, it would be too unbelievable. It was just that he might have tacitly approved of this gang killing and annexation before.

This world can never be completely black and white. There will always be a gray area where both sides turn a blind eye.

But after a great shock, there was a great fall.

Thank you to this Lord's rich imagination, he didn't even need to explain himself now, because this Lord had already filled in the blanks for him.

Zheng Fan's breathing began to become rapid,

the useful information was really too, too little, but he could only take a gamble.

If he succeeded, he, Zheng Fan, this pheasant commandant, would directly receive the care of this deep-sea comrade!

As for if he lost the bet...

No,

he wouldn't lose.

Zheng Fan believed that this deep-sea comrade shouldn't actively contact the Zhenbei Marquis's residence. Looking at his previous attitude and the reputation that the blind man, Bei, had gathered, he was simply an anti-Bei vanguard and a supporter of weakening the fiefdoms.

This kind of person must be extremely careful in doing things.

At this moment, Zheng Fan really had to thank himself for repeatedly complaining about how it was another damn spy war drama when he watched TV and those massive editors.

Without their racking their brains to write out all the routine templates, he really wouldn't be so experienced now.

"Miss's intention, the first step, is to let us grasp the internal situation of Tiger Head City, the second step, is to control Mei Family Fort. Once the worst happens, our army can first capture Tu Man City, and then simultaneously seize the small cities near Tu Man City, forming a defensive system to face the Yan Emperor..."

"Silence!!!"

The Pacification Commissioner lowered his voice and "roared."

This voice was so sharp and shrill that it was almost singing.

Zheng Fan immediately shut up.

The Pacification Commissioner began to take deep breaths,

raised his hand,

and said:

"You, confused!"

Zheng Fan didn't speak.

"How can you casually say these things to an outsider like me?

Do you know, if I was tricking you, if I was deliberately acting in front of you, if I wanted to send a certificate of allegiance to His Majesty the Emperor!

Based on what you said earlier, once it really spreads, and reaches the Yan Kingdom court, do you know what kind of irreversible situation the Lord and the Zhenbei Army, who are still in the capital, will face!!!"

The Pacification Commissioner was very agitated, but he couldn't speak loudly. Holding his breath, his fat face was like a braised pig's head, even starting to emit white smoke.

"You, don't be so rash next time, never trust people so easily!"

The Pacification Commissioner pointed his finger at Zheng Fan while warning him.

In fact, as a deep-sea, while seemingly reprimanding Zheng Fan, this feeling of being trusted by his own comrade and being told secrets made the Pacification Commissioner very pleased, and even felt incomparably warm.

Even to the point where, looking at Zheng Fan, although he was a bit silly, he really looked more and more pleasing to the eye.

This couldn't be helped. He never expected that Zheng Fan was acting with him.

The overly emotional Pacification Commissioner began to rest.

The braised pork head began to gradually turn into a steamed pork head.

After a series of chest undulations,

he said:

"I will be responsible for suppressing the matter of Mei Family Fort. I will say that Mei Family Fort colluded with the barbarian tribes, and I ordered you to notify the Zhenbei Army to annihilate such rebellious traitors."

Zheng Fan nodded.

"If there is anything in the future, you can come directly to me."

Zheng Fan nodded again vigorously.

"You have already revealed your relationship with the Zhenbei Army. Previously, everyone was just speculating. Now, it would be too conspicuous for me to allocate more grain, weapons, and troops to you.

However,

it doesn't matter.

If it really comes to that moment, when the situation has reached that point,

if Miss sends you a message wanting this Tiger Head City,

you can come and tell me directly,

I,

Xu Wenzu,

will personally open the city gates and offer Tiger Head City to Miss!"

Zheng Fan continued to nod vigorously.

In his heart, he was thinking:

It's really not wrong for the Zhenbei Marquis's residence to be targeted by the Yan Emperor at this time. It deserves to be targeted.

"Alright, you can't stay here with me for too long. You and I have a tacit understanding. Unless there is really something, don't contact me too much on weekdays.

Also, take a rest at home these days, first lower the attention of those people outside. Before you really do something, don't put yourself in the limelight."

"This subordinate understands."

"Alright, you can leave."

"This subordinate takes his leave."

...

Outside the Pacification Commissioner's hall,

Zheng Fan, in full armor, walked out with a male swagger, looking like a triumphant soldier,

even taking steps that showed off his arrogant gait!

And behind him,

the fat figure of the Pacification Commissioner, with one hand covering his chest and the other holding a longsword, chased out,

shouting at Zheng Fan's back in a hoarse voice:

"Impudent, impudent, outrageous, too outrageous, preposterous, it's really preposterous!

The Zhenbei Army, dares to be so arrogant and domineering!

This official will report to the court and impeach you, impeach the Zhenbei Marquis's residence!

Zhenbei Army, Zhenbei Marquis's residence, this official will never rest until you are destroyed!!!"

Zheng Fan then walked out of the yamen, took his horse from the doorman,

mounted the horse,

turned sideways,

forty-five degrees,

looked at the yamen plaque,

"Ptooey!"

A mouthful of spit went down.

Subsequently,

the horse whip was swung down,

and the horse under him ran away,

but no one dared to scold him for daring to gallop in the city.

Rampant all the way, arrogant all the way,

when he arrived at his door,

Zheng Fan dismounted, left the horse to the doorman,

and quickly walked into the back house. After entering the room, Zheng Fan began to take off his armor and clothes. He was already soaked in cold sweat, and he was really uncomfortable at this time.

By the time Si Niang came after hearing the news, Zheng Fan had already entered the pool. The water in the pool was still from yesterday and was already cold. It was only suitable to soak in cold water at this time.

The stone was also thrown into the pool by Zheng Fan, and he soaked in the cold water with it.

"Where is Mei Family Fort located?" Zheng Fan asked directly when he saw Si Niang entering.

"Reporting to Master, it is between Tu Man City and our Tiger Head City."

"The blind man, it must be that dead blind man!"

...

"Achoo!"

"Achoo!"

"Achoo!"

Three sneezes in a row, and the blind man, Bei's eyes were almost tearing up.

Xue San teased: "Yo, which little wife is thinking of you?"

Xiao Yibo, who was riding beside him, immediately replied:

"Naturally, it's my wife who is thinking of Mr. Bei."

Damn...

Xue San actually felt a little bit of admiration for Xiao Yibo in his heart.

The blind man, Bei, was too lazy to pay attention to the two people beside him,

took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped under his nose,

raised his head,

pretending that he could see, he stared at the high city wall in front of him.

On the city wall hung a majestic plaque:

Tu Man City.