The knife was inserted into his thigh. Although it was inserted by himself, it was not inserted deeply, and he even avoided the aorta from far away. But it really hurt. If it hadn't been for the drug rehabilitation career of the past two months that had trained his will, Zheng Zhipeng would have screamed in pain at this time.

Zheng Zhiyan hurriedly helped him into the house to bandage him, and his tender face was so scared that he had a pale face.

"Fourth brother, are you crazy? Even if Feng Jun blocked the sword for his elder brother before, he is still just an outsider after all. Why do you have to do this to make him angry?"

Zheng Zhipeng endured the pain, and the beads of sweat fell down as much as beans, but he smiled arrogantly: "It hurts a lot, but compared to my drug quit some time ago, it's nothing. Don't worry, I have a sense of proposition. It looks scary but it's all flesh and blood. I don't want to be Po Hao. I have to be beaten with this knife, it's worth it."

"Just for just one Feng Jun?"

"It's not for him, my sixth brother. I was plotted against the poison by the Xu family. I lost my mind and did a lot of ridiculous things. I know what my reputation I have. Even if I explain that I am a gu, they may not believe it. These shopkeepers are old-fashioned. If you don't use any extraordinary means, I can't help but suppress them for a year or two. After this knife, at least no one of these people will treat me as a waste and prodigal son. It saves me at least a year, so why isn't it worth it?"

Zheng Zhiyan burst into tears when she heard this and cursed angrily: "Xu Lang, the bastard Xu family, this knife must be counted on them."

Zheng Zhipeng smiled and rejected Zheng Zhiyan's suggestion to ask the doctor. Seeing that the wound on his leg had been pierced, he took the Japanese samurai sword he carried with him, limped and walked out again with a crutch.

At this time, Feng Jun was already scared and knelt on the ground, no longer had the ruthlessness he had when he first entered the door. His face was bloody and bloody, obviously he had just started to suck it.

"Feng Jun, don't say that my Zheng family is cruel. There is a tea-growing farm 120 miles west of Jing'an. It is our family's property. The land rent is not much, but it is more than 300 taels. I will give this farm to you to repay you for your hard work for my Zheng family over the years. As for the money you had corruption before, just do it like this. I hope you have some savings left."

"Fourth Master, I..."

"Get out, get together and part with each other. Don't lose your dignity and make a joke from outsiders."

Feng Jun was stupid this time. He lowered his head and turned around in a daze. He suddenly turned back and knelt on the ground and said, "Fourth Master, I know I'm wrong. I won't explain. You are worthy of being a member of the Zheng family, and I'm convinced."

After saying that, Feng Jun kowtowed a few more times on the ground, and then limped away.

Zheng Zhipeng's face did not change, as if nothing had happened, and continued, "Where did you say just now, let's continue and ignore him."

At this time, the shopkeepers felt that the back of their necks were chilling, and they were completely admiring at Zheng Zhipeng. They all focused on themselves, and there was no one who dared to distract. After all, no one in this place had the confidence of Feng Jun.

He saw Zheng Zhipeng taking out a stack of land deeds from his arms and laughed: "These are all the land deeds bought by our Zheng family in Hangzhou and Zhouzhou. There are a total of 3,500 acres. The pension money my elder brother prepared for my incompetent brother, so I can make the decision by myself. Lao Liu, please help me share the land deeds for all the shopkeepers."

"this……"

"Go quickly, all the shopkeepers are old ministers who have followed our Zheng family for many years, which is what they deserve."

"Yes, fourth brother."

Seeing the shopkeepers whispering constantly, Zheng Zhipeng smiled and said, "This land deed is not for you, but for you to go back to your children. You do things for my Zheng family, no matter how glorious you are, you are just working. I know that some of you are still slaves, so it doesn't matter, but you have to consider the children. Even if I thank you for your contributions to my Zheng family over the years, no matter whether your business is profitable or lost in the future, our Zheng family will be prosperous or defeated, and at least you can let your descendants live and study and pass on the family."

The shopkeepers were moved on the spot. The Chinese people always had an extraordinary love for land. And as Zheng Zhipeng said, these people were actually not of high origins, and many of them even came from Yuegang in Southeast Asia. They turned out to be slaves of Spanish or Dutch people. Some of them even had poor psychological qualities and cried on the spot. After the land contract was sent to everyone, they actually knelt down for Zheng Zhipeng.

"All get up, don't kneel down, don't kneel again in the future. You are indispensable partners of my Zheng family, not our slaves."

Manager Sun from Yangzhou Goods Store sighed: "The Fourth Master is kind and righteous, and he is quite as handsome as Master Long back then. He is really... Alas! It seems that the rumors cannot be believed. In the future, the Fourth Master will be sent to you, and he will never frown at all."

Seeing this, the other shopkeepers followed suit and flattered and expressed their loyalty.

Zheng Zhipeng said to Manager Li of the money shop again: "Shopkeeper Li, after you go back, you can count it. All the people who have been with our family for more than three years will ask you to register. If you leak a sum of money, who will have a marriage or funeral in the future, or if the family is sick of waiting for money to help you, find out that it is true, then pay money from the account to help. In the future, any guy who has worked in our family for more than ten years will not be able to do it when he gets old, we will give a monday one month."

"Hiss~Sir, you're serious? This is not a small amount of money."

"Is money? It's a bastard for our family. If you spend it, you'll make money. The loyal old guy is a brother. You can't let your brothers suffer losses."

"Fourth Master, you... are so kind."

Zheng Zhipeng smiled, but was no longer humble.

Although he is a bit of a bribery and suspicion of cramming for a moment, he will be better than not doing it, right?

Overnight, the reputation of Zheng Zhipeng with the word "Three Words" was at least 180 degrees in the Zheng family's own industry.

Within a few days, even if Zheng Zhipeng's reputation of benevolence and righteousness spread, most of his previous infamous reputation could not be found in Hangzhou-zhou, so it could barely be considered a piece of paper in Songjiang. As the hero conference approached, some friends or people from the world who were closer had arrived.

Many people who did not receive invitations nearby also plucked up their courage to come over to ask for a glass of water and wine to get along with everyone. Some of them were just simple gangsters, but Zheng Zhipeng did not hold a stand. Almost everyone who came would meet him, say a few words, drink two glasses of wine, so that his reputation became much better around him.

A few days later, gradually, strangers who didn’t know came to borrow money or seek help. Of course, they all have some connections, and even if they are not good, they must be a blessing-the fellow villager in Jian.

Not only did Zheng Zhipeng borrow money, but he also remembered that the legendary Du Yuesheng never used money when borrowing other people's money. He also had to offer it with both hands to show that he had no intention of giving charity and giving enough face to those who seek help, so he followed suit. Anyway, the Zheng family dared not say that there was definitely money, at least several times richer than Chongzhen.
Chapter completed!