The first old man of the Zheng family who spoke, said angry in his breathless voice.￥f.￥f As soon as he finished speaking, another old man also said in anger: "It's against it, it's against it. The family rules of our ancestors have ruined you all."

"You little yellow-mouthed child dares to roar in front of us elders, you... you are not a son of humanity!"

"Zheng Gongxuan, this is how you teach your son. Huh, I really lost all the face of our Zheng family!"

Zheng Gongxuan couldn't express any pleasure in his son's performance, but the words of these old men at this time made him feel a little embarrassed for a while.

Although he left the Zheng family, the seniority of these people is really too high.

"Our family has nothing to do with your family anymore, so don't rely on your seniority in front of me. In addition, I have a bad temper and will not attack you, but in order to make this sigh, I will beat your sons and grandchildren to death and traumatize them. Don't blame me for being ruthless!"

As Zheng Ming spoke, he clenched his fists, looking as if he was ready to take action at any time.

Those elders of the Zheng family dared to accuse Zheng Ming because they were too old. If Zheng Ming dared to beat them, they would fall to the ground and pretend to be dead, causing Zheng Ming's reputation to rot.

However, if Zheng Ming wants to deal with their sons and grandsons, it seems that he has captured their lives.

After all, they came here to plan a wealthy life for their sons and grandchildren. If Zheng Ming killed all their sons and grandchildren, who else could he give this wealth?

For a moment, several old men of the Zheng family who were very noisy nonchalant no longer spoke.

"Zheng Ming, I will follow everyone, and call you a little Ming Shao. The so-called blood is thicker than water. You can't write two words Zheng in a single stroke. Do you feel a little too heartless when you act like this?"

The person who spoke was an old man with white hair, staring at Zheng Ming tightly, looking heartbroken and tricky.

"You can't write two characters Zheng in one stroke, haha. What you said is so good. Then let me ask you, when my meridians were broken and my family was shrouded in crisis, why didn't you say you can't write two characters Zheng in one stroke?"

"When my family was chased and my family was taken away by Hei Jiaowei, why can't we write two Zheng characters in a single stroke? We didn't even send someone to the capital to see!"

"At this time, I remembered that I couldn't write two characters Zheng. Is this character Zheng so easy to write?"

Zheng Ming said word by word: "All people who have nothing to do with me, get out of Luming Town immediately, otherwise I will let Qingchuan County have no Zheng family from now on."

As soon as this sentence was spoken, the Supreme Elder and others felt huge pressure. They looked at Zheng Ming, who was standing aside but had a surging domineering aura on his body, and his heart trembled.

They believe that Zheng Ming can do it.

Amid the sigh of the old clan, the person retreated like a tide. Zheng Gongxuan looked at the departing person and breathed a deep breath: "Dad is still a little hesitant about this matter!"

"No, it's Dad, you're used to being good people, not to mention those who come here are all your acquaintances, so it's hard to start." Zheng Ming explained to his father.

Zheng Gongxuan smiled and did not mention this topic again. Instead, he said to Zheng Ming softly: "Minger. Then when will we go to Dingzhou?"

...

In Dingzhou, Ou Jinglun, the owner of the nylon mansion, was meeting guests. A pot of fragrant tea, a few plates of small food, and a pair of Ouyang Lun's ebony belt, gave people a sense of radiance. However, at this time, Ouyang Lun, who should have a smile on his face, had a hint of solemnity on his face.

"Qingquan Bo, who is in charge of the entire Dingzhou, what was Sikong Zi Fu's idea? Don't he know that Dingzhou is not from their Great Jin Dynasty?" The man who spoke, slapped his palms heavily on the table, his face filled with anger.

This kind of anger is anger that is supposed to belong to you and is snatched by others. This anger cooperates with the tall and large body of the man who speaks, and it has a bit of a terrifying demeanor.

Unfortunately, Ou Jinglun, who was sitting with him, was not inferior to him in terms of temperament, so he was useless to get angry like this.

Ou Jinglun hesitated for a moment and then said, "I asked someone to inquire about the origin of Qingquan Bo. This person was a head of the town a month ago."

The two words "Shenzhen" were heard in the ears of the other two people, which made the expressions of the other two people surprised.

Each of them is in charge of a mansion, and there are thousands of town leaders under them. They have never taken such small town leaders into consideration.

However, Qingquan Bo, who was about to become their boss, was still the head of the town a month ago, which was really unbelievable.

If it weren't for the two people's understanding of Ou Jinglun, the two would never believe that this was true.

"Grandma, he really has a bad luck. Our families have been working hard for so many years to have a place in the palace. They have a town head, and a state territory in a month!"

Although the man with a rough appearance was filled with dissatisfaction in his voice, his eyes had a hint of cold light.

As for the other thin man, he didn't move any movement. He sat quietly on the chair, as if he was an outsider.

"I have a good son, no, it should be said that my son has a good master." Ou Jinglun smiled softly and said, "According to the secret spy of my Ou family in the capital, the son of Qingquan Bo is called Zheng Ming."

"Zheng Ming, it seems that someone has mentioned it." The man with a rough appearance scratched his head and said with a hint of confusion: "Is this kid so qualified that he was taken as a disciple by that person?"

"If that's the case, our three families will have to honestly submit."

The cold-faced man suddenly spoke at this moment: "No."

As soon as he said these two words, the man with a rough face suddenly lit up his eyes. Ou Jinglun smiled and said, "It seems that Brother Leng has already received the news."

"No." The cold-faced man had no polite intention to Ou Jinglun: "If that were the case, you wouldn't let us discuss it."

Ou Jinglun nodded and said, "Brother Leng is right. That person was not accepted as a disciple by the door, but Zheng Ming had a master of a first-class warrior. Just a few days ago, his master fought with Jin Wushen, the sword emperor who was in charge of him. He did not distinguish between victory or defeat."

The cold-faced man's face twitched, and the rough man, after staying for a while, said with a hint of sadness in his words: "Is this not much different from the disciples who come to the door?"

Ou Jinglun picked up the water cup and took a sip, then smiled and said, "Yes, it seems that it is not much different, but in fact it is far behind."

"If Zheng Ming himself is a disciple who comes to his house, if he remembers our grudges, then our three families will naturally be unable to move forward."

Speaking of this, Ou Jinglun continued: "However, his master is a first-class strong man, which does not mean that he is a first-class strong man. The main minds of those first-class strong men are all in cultivation. As long as we follow the rules of the Great Jin Dynasty, he cannot ask his master of the first-class strong man for no reason and kill us."

"What's more, even if he really invites his master, the three major forces he wants to target."

...

"Although the forty-six prefectures of Dingzhou belong to the Great Jin Dynasty in name, in fact, except for the three prefectures of Nimron who also listened to the orders of the Great Jin Dynasty, the other forty-three prefectures no longer take the Great Jin Dynasty seriously."

"Among them, Chiyan Mountain, the most powerful, occupies the seven red earth palaces. The Burial Sword Palace and Wuhua Valley are almost the same as the strength, and one side occupies eighteen palaces."

In the temporary camp tent, Zheng Ming frowned slightly as he listened to Luo Yuanhao's report.

"You said Chiyan Mountain occupies the seven red earth palaces. The other two strengths each occupy the eighteenth palaces. Is there anything special about these seven red earth palaces?"

Luo Yuanhao was not surprised at Zheng Ming's question at all, because when he received this information, he also asked the people below.

"My Master Ming, the seven red earth palaces are close to Chiyan Mountain. The land is barren and the production is even less pitiful." Luo Yuanhao spread his hands and said, "Although everyone knows that Chiyan Mountain is the number one force in Dingzhou, no one understands why this Chiyan Mountain only occupies the seven red earth palaces."

Zheng Ming nodded and didn't speak.

"Mr. Ming, I think we should start with the three nylon prefectures that are still under the control of the Great Jin Dynasty. As long as we control the 108 counties of these three prefectures, we will gain a firm foothold."

"As for other prefectures, we should do it slowly."

The territory of the three prefectures and one hundred and eight counties is already quite large in Luo Yuanhao's eyes. With Zheng Ming's current strength, it is impossible to swallow the entire Dingzhou.

Although he had already learned from various channels that the master he followed was not without a backstage, the three major forces including Chiyan Mountain were too strong. If he wanted to swallow it, it would be like a little snake swallowing an elephant.

Zheng Ming nodded and said, "Since that's the case, let's take down the three nylon palaces first. What are the tricky figures among these three palaces?"

"Young Master, the three nylon palaces are the nylon palace, the Jinhua palace, and the Jinxiu palace! These three thirty-seventh-rank families are controlled by each of them, among which the nylon palace is controlled by the Ou family. For a long time, the three thirty-six-rank families have followed the Ou family's horse."

"Ou Jinglun, the head of the Ou family, not only has a seventh grade cultivation, but also has a clever and cunning personality. He heard that even the Sikong family could not do anything to him. Moreover, it is said that his legitimate daughter married the second disciple of the Chiyan ancestor as a concubine."

"As for Jinhua Mansion, it is under the control of the Leng family. Although the Leng family has always been low-key, it seems to be the weakest link among the three nylon mansions, the entire family of the Great Jin Dynasty almost knows that the cold and mysterious energy passed down by the Leng family is a branch of the Ninja Heart Art in Wuhua Valley."

"There is also the Jinxiu Mansion. The owner of Jinxiu Mansion is named Jiang Yuanfeng. This man seems rough and generous, but in fact he is as careful as a hair, and it is difficult to deal with. His second son is now a true disciple of the Burial Sword Palace!"

"It is precisely because of these reasons that although these three families are very respectful to the Great Jin Dynasty, they are actually on two boats. The offerings of the Great Jin Dynasty are getting less and less, and now they have even become a name."

Luo Yuanhao finished speaking this in one breath, and then looked carefully at Zheng Ming. Although he had confidence in Zheng Ming, the relationship like a mess and the three major forces like giant beasts made him feel chilled.

"Well, then let's take down the three nylon palaces first." Zheng Ming waved his hand and said carelessly.

Luo Yuanhao looked at Zheng Ming who was about to set off, and was stunned. He set off now, without even a plan.

Although the three nylon palaces are only seventh-grade families, their years of operation and their relationship with the three major forces will never give in.

Looking at Zheng Ming who was riding his horse forward, Luo Yuanhao hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Ming, are we discussing a countermeasure? It would be a bit hasty to go directly to the next step."

Zheng Ming waved his hand and said, "We have the enthronement of the Great Jin Dynasty. We are the masters of Dingzhou. What's so long-winded about?"

While speaking, Zheng Ming had already galloped away. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!