Zhutian: Everything starts from becoming a disciple of Uncle Jiu!

Chapter 596 Zhao Zheng: Uncle Master, your uncle is here!

"So, who is harming Ah Chu?"

"..."

So my previous reminder was in vain, right?

Looking at Mao Xiaofang who was wondering who was secretly harming Achu, Zhao Zheng did not remind him again, because with Mao Xiaofang's personality, Mao Xiaofang would not believe it even if he reminded him.

Just like the matter of the gargoyle spell, Lei Gang just showed that he was very angry, and Mao Xiaofang simply ignored the fact that this matter might have been done by Lei Gang. In some ways, Mao Xiaofang is much more stubborn than Uncle Jiu and others! !

Thinking about it, Zhao Zheng deliberately said: "I don't know whether Ah Chu was harmed or not, I only know that someone died because of Ah Chu!"

"I don't think Achu was the one who intentionally instigated this matter..." Mao Xiaofang's tone was weak, but he still chose to speak for Achu.

Zhao Zheng didn't care about these, he just pointed in the direction of the security team and said: "We will know whether he ordered it or not later, Uncle Master, I think you'd better not go and see!"

"it is good!"

"..."

There must be something wrong if you agreed so readily!

Zhao Zheng was too lazy to expose Mao Xiaofang's thoughts, so he just chatted with Mao Xiaofang for a while and then left. Then, as expected, when those people were arrested, he came to the security team and began to listen to the incident of his father-in-law's son being beaten to death.
He found that Mao Xiaofang was here too!!
"Why do you have to hide on the roof?"

Is the roof really that good?!

Zhao Zheng, who was listening in, looked at Mao Xiaofang, the invisible cat on the roof, in confusion, as well as... Lei Gang and Lei Xiu, who also had cats on the roof, but on another roof.

Retracting his gaze, Zhao Zheng looked at the seven men who were tied up with shackles and chains and brought here by Zhou Sanyuan and others, namely Achu and his six new friends.

"Kneel down and tell me the truth, or I will kill you!"

Looking at the people watching the excitement around and Zhao Zheng sitting in the main seat in the audience, Zhou Sanyuan had an idea and kicked Achu and others to their knees and scolded them.

"I am innocent. He was beaten last night. I only punched him lightly. He died today. How can you blame me?"

"Yeah, besides, there's no point for us to beat him. He must be sick, otherwise how could he die?"

"That's right. And you can't put all the blame on us. If you want to blame someone, you should blame Ah Chu. He was the one who ordered us to do this. He was the one who asked us to beat people up!"

"Yes, it was Ah Chu who instructed us to do this. Ah Chu is the mastermind, and we are just... just accomplices!"

In just a few words, Achu's new friends collectively turned against him, began to plead guilty and admitted that Achu was the mastermind.

"!!!"

No,

When did I ever order you around?!
Ah Chu widened his eyes and glared at the new friends he had made in the past few days: "Hey, are you kidding me? What do you mean I ordered you to do it? I don't know anything about you guys beating people to death!"

"What are you saying? It's obviously you who ordered us to do this..."

"Well, to be honest, we have been annoyed with you for a long time. Do you really think that having a few stinky money is so great..."

"If I didn't have an 80-year-old mother and hungry children at home who needed money, I wouldn't bother making friends with people like you..."

Achu's new friends did not tolerate Achu at all. When they quarreled with Achu, they tacitly understood and tried their best to put the blame on Achu for the murders.

After all, in their opinion, Achu is also a member of Fuxi Hall. Although he was expelled from the sect, broken bones are still connected. With the relationship with Mao Xiaofang, Achu should be fine even if he killed someone!
Looking at the dogs biting each other, with their mouths full of fur, Zhao Zheng looked at Achu and others who might have started fighting if they were not in shackles and handcuffs. Director Song and others were looking at him.

"Why are you looking at me? Continue the interrogation! Also, didn't you find any witnesses or evidence? And where is the coroner? You didn't think I was just kidding when I said a life for a life, did you?"

"Yes, Marshal..."

After making sure that Zhao Zheng had no intention of protecting Achu or making a big deal out of a small matter, Director Song quickly began to follow the procedures.

The process was nothing more than witnesses and physical evidence, etc. Zhao Zheng found it boring, but it was very interesting to the people in Gantian Town. They watched it attentively. It was only because the yard of the security team was big enough, otherwise, people would probably be able to stand on the wall.

"Young Marshal, do you like reading newspapers so much?"

A female voice sounded, and Zhao Zheng, who was flipping through Guangming Daily, raised his head and looked at the Shulin group, shaking his head.

"I don't like it, it's just boring!"

"If you like it..."

The joy on Shu Ning's face and the words he was saying stopped. Seeing this, Lin Zhijian quickly smiled and tried to smooth things over.

"Young Marshal, you are well-informed. Do you have any suggestions for our Guangming Daily?"

"No problem, that's great!"

Zhao Zheng said, he was not talking nonsense, but telling the truth. Compared with the newspapers in the future, which have no professional threshold,
It's just a bunch of random writing, with mixed news, half true and half false, and it's classified into thousands of categories. The kind of "newspaper" that promotes big data based on personal preferences is simply too good.

"Really?"

Shu Ning was pleasantly surprised. She felt extremely satisfied with Zhao Zheng's words and looked at him happily.

Lin Zhijian was equally happy, although he helped Shu Ning to run Guangming Daily mainly because he was greedy for Shu Ning... bah, he wanted to marry Shu Ning and grow old together.

However, it can be said that Guangming Daily was founded by him alone. He was very happy and satisfied with Zhao Zheng's recognition and praise.

"You just chose the wrong location. There are too many illiterate people in Gantian Town..." Zhao Zheng pointed out a shortcoming that was not a shortcoming.

"This one……"

Shu Ning and the other girl smiled bitterly. How could they not know that there were many illiterate people in Gantian Town? But where could they find a town with fewer illiterate people?

"I can actually help with this. In addition to the school in Gantian Town, I have recently, oh, started building a new school for adults to learn to read. If you are interested in helping, you can go talk to Director Song later!"

Thinking about the behavior of Shu Ning and the other two in the original book, Zhao Zheng spoke, and Shu Ning and the other two naturally agreed. Especially Shu Ning, he patted his chest and promised to help contact some teachers later.

"Thank you!"

"Young Marshal, you are too polite. It is a blessing from heaven that Gantian Town has you..." Shu Ning and the others said with gratitude.

"Ahem, thank you for the compliment!"

Zhao Zheng looked at the two people who were about to have good fortune with a serious face, chatted with them for a while, and then looked into the field.

Although the interrogation in the field has not yet ended, with the coroner's words, it can be basically confirmed that the death of the father-in-law's son was caused by the beating by Achu's six friends.

"I'm not, I'm innocent..."

"It was Ah Chu who ordered me to do that..."

"I didn't hit him, he was the one who did it..."

"What do you mean I hit him? It was clearly you who kicked him..." The six men started to fight each other. Ah Chu breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could relax, the six men started to bite him again!
The scene was very intense and full of swear words for a while, but the people were watching with amusement. Zhao Zheng glanced at his father-in-law who was crying in the distance, and then glanced at Zhou Sanyuan.

After a while,
The morgue that the security team has not used for a long time.

"Hey, it's Qin Laowu, I almost didn't recognize you just now. Here, take it, don't be ungrateful and complain about the small amount, this is what the young marshal asked me to give you, so that you can buy a good coffin for your son to bury him. By the way, the young marshal also said that when the new school in the town is built in a few days, you can go directly to the gate to avoid being bullied by others in the village."

Zhou Sanyuan handed his father-in-law a silver note that was enough to buy a good coffin and still have some money left over.

"Thank you...thank you, Marshal..."

The father-in-law, also known as Qin Laowu, was about to kneel down in gratitude, but was stopped by Zhou Sanyuan. He just listened to what Zhou Sanyuan said.

"Alright, the young marshal doesn't like this, get up quickly. According to what the young marshal said, the Qing Dynasty has fallen, so why are you kneeling? Hurry up and take your son back to bury him... Hmm? Wait, by the way, do you know what human blood steamed buns are?"

Zhou Sanyuan smiled and rubbed his hands. Qin Laowu was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Zhou Sanyuan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Today, the deputy captain will leave you a chance to make money!"

"An opportunity to make money?"

"Yes, why, you don't want to?"

"miss you!"

"Just think about it. Just do as I say and we'll take the opportunity to make some money from him!" Zhou Sanyuan said with a beaming smile.

Qin Laowu didn't understand how he could make a fortune at first, but when the six people who beat his son to death were shot, Zhou Sanyuan gave him a bag of steamed buns and pushed him forward, he began to understand. At least, after he saw the people holding the steamed buns, he understood! !
I understand how to make money from him!!
Qin Laowu immediately started swearing, saying that he would eat his flesh and blood, and began to make a killing. Seeing this, Zhou Sanyuan quickly signaled his men to maintain order.

"..."

This guy!
Zhao Zheng looked at Zhou Sanyuan and Qin Laowu, and left the security team with a smile. As for the fact that Achu was detained for violating the town's laws, he was too lazy to care.

He was magnanimous enough to not rely on luck and let these six scums bite Ah Chu to death when he was dying.

"You will be locked up for at least one or two months this time. Let's see what you are going to do!" Zhao Zheng climbed onto his horse and looked at Lei Gang and the other two who were leaving the roof.

Looking at Mao Xiaofang who had also left the roof, he thought for a moment, then said to the soldiers who followed him, "Go back to Fuxi Hall."

"drive!"

Zhao Zheng raised the reins and glanced at Mao Xiaofang who was returning to Fuxi Hall at high speed on another roof. Seeing this, the corners of his mouth curled up as he continued to speed up.

"Drive again~"

After a while,
Inside Fuxi Hall.

"Hey, uncle-master, why are you sweating so much?" Zhao Zheng, who got off the horse and went straight into Fuxi Hall, pretended to be surprised and looked at Mao Xiaofang, who was sweating and breathing heavily.

“…It’s hot!”

"Oh, I thought you secretly went to the security team to watch Ah Chu being interrogated, and then you didn't want me to find out, so you ran all the way back. It turns out that's not the case!"

"...I...I have been in Fuxi Hall all the time!"

Mao Xiaofang's eyelids twitched when he realized that Zhao Zheng did it on purpose. He smiled with his fists clenched. Zhao Zheng said with an "oh".

"Uncle Master, lying will make you lose your teeth!"

"……You do not trust me?"

"Xin, hey, uncle, your door..."

Zhao Zheng stretched out his hand in surprise, and Mao Xiaofang subconsciously touched his front teeth. Just when he realized that his front teeth were still there, he saw Zhao Zheng pointing to the living room door behind him.

“…It turns out to be made of Huanghuali wood!”

"...Yes, you have a good eye!"

Mao Xiaofang suddenly spoke with a smile, which made Zhao Zheng raise his eyebrows and take a half step back. He was not afraid,

He just felt that the laughter was familiar.
Yes, it is like that!

The smile on Mao Xiaofang's face did not last long, and he looked helplessly at Zhao Zheng, who had been deliberately pointing at him and telling him that he should not care so much about Achu.

He secretly thought that his cousin had accepted a good apprentice, then frowned and looked at Zhao Zheng: "Where does the old man live?"

"It's already been taken care of. Uh... Can you please stop thinking of me as being so cruel? Why would I kill this old man for no reason?"

"How many people have you killed in the past few days?"

"Directly twelve, indirectly five thousand one hundred and one."

"???"

You...you're still counting?
Mao Xiaofang looked at Zhao Zheng with a series of question marks in his mind. Seeing that Zhao Zheng's expression remained unchanged, he frowned slightly and said, "Forget it, I won't say anything more. I know you know what I said!"

"The one who knows me best is my uncle!"

"..."

My cousin must really not want you to go back!!
Mao Xiaofang looked at Zhao Zheng expressionlessly, but he couldn't help but say, "Stop killing with killing is actually a very bad method..."

"Yes, Uncle Master, you are right!"

"..."

understood,

I won't say anything more, okay? !
Mao Xiaofang suppressed his anger and felt for the first time that this thing was not such a kid, and then he said helplessly.

"A Zheng, A Chu..."

"Uncle Master, your uncle is coming!"

"???"

I suspect you are cursing...

After a while, in the living room of Fuxi Hall, Mao Xiaofang looked expressionlessly at the old man who was sitting at the table and chatting with Zhao Zheng about family matters.
Well, this kid didn't scold him.

This person is indeed Mao Xiaofang's uncle.
He is still the kind of uncle who is like an uncle and a father!!

The visitor was his seventh cousin Uncle Sheng, who belonged to the side branch of his distant cousin Captain Lin's lineage.

Unlike my second great uncle, Uncle Sheng did not enter the Taoist path due to his poor talent. Instead, he traveled around the country performing opera because he had been a disciple of a great opera troupe member since he was a child.

Logically speaking, Mao Xiaofang should not have been very familiar with the other party. However, because he learned to sing opera in his early years, he became the disciple of the other party. Therefore, he was very familiar with this uncle Sheng. That was why he said that he was like an uncle and a father.

"Hey, what's the point of having an apprentice? I've been sitting here for a long time and I haven't even had a cup of tea. Ah Zheng, let me tell you, some people are just ungrateful..."

Uncle Sheng spoke in a sarcastic tone. Mao Xiaofang looked at the tea in Uncle Sheng's cup which was never empty (although the tea was poured by Zhao Zheng), and he immediately picked up the teapot and said respectfully.

"Master, please drink tea!"

"No thanks, your master is on the wall!"

"..."×2
The atmosphere was slightly silent. Zhao Zheng looked at Lei Zhenzi's dark face opposite the portrait of the founder, then looked at Uncle Sheng (from the movie about people scaring ghosts) and quickly tried to smooth things over, "Ahem, Seventh Uncle, you just said that you gave my Uncle Mao a name..."

"Cough cough cough..."

Mao Xiaofang quickly clenched his fist and coughed, and heard Ah Hai, who came from the back door of the living room with snacks, speak strangely.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, my throat just hurts!"

"Oh, I thought you didn't like the name I gave you..." Uncle Sheng said with a smile, but was interrupted by Mao Xiaofang's cough before he could finish.

"Okay, go outside and cough, don't infect A Zheng!" Uncle Sheng waved his hand with disgust. Mao Xiaofang lowered his head and said yes and left. A Hai hesitated and chose to go to the kitchen to continue making snacks.

"The stage name I gave this kid back then was Little Butterfly!" Uncle Sheng said with a smile when he saw Mao Xiaofang leaving.

"Sounds good!"

Zhao Zheng gave a thumbs up, and Uncle Sheng nodded in agreement: "Of course it sounds nice, I spent a whole day and night thinking about it. Actually, I wanted to name him Little Dragonfly, but he refused to do so. He even said that if I really named him Little Dragonfly, he would jump into the river..."

"Master uncle has such poor taste!"

"Indeed, this kid has no taste since he was a child. By the way, A Zheng, do you want to learn to sing opera? If you want, I will make an exception and accept you as my apprentice. Then you will be called Little Dragonfly?"

"..."

The smile on Zhao Zheng's face froze, and then he slammed the table, scaring Uncle Sheng so much that he started to speak.

"Oh, Seventh Uncle, Chief Song in the town is planning to find a troupe to pray for his son and daughter-in-law, hoping that they will have a baby soon. You came just in time. I'll take you there right now... Hey, I suddenly have a stomachache. Seventh Uncle, let Uncle Mao take you there first, I'll be there soon..."

"..."

Why do I feel this is fake?!
Uncle Sheng frowned and looked at Zhao Zheng. He thought that Zhao Zheng might be deceiving an old man just because he didn't like the name "Little Dragonfly".

After a while,
Inside the security team.

Director Song, who wanted to say that this was fake and did not exist, looked at Uncle Sheng and Mao Xiaofang, and nodded with a smile.

"Yes, I have been preparing to pray for my son and daughter-in-law these days. Uncle Sheng, you came at the right time. It's such a coincidence!"

Although he didn't know what Zhao Zheng meant, he did want to pray for his son and daughter-in-law. Well, he really wanted to have a grandson! !
"Do you really want to pray?"

Is this kid really not afraid of being called a joke? !

Mao Xiaofang was stunned when he heard this. He saw Uncle Sheng looking at him sideways. He immediately lowered his head and stood there honestly without saying a word.

"Of course it's true. I just mentioned it casually to the young marshal before. I didn't expect that the young marshal actually wrote it down. The young marshal really cares about others!" Director Song said with a smile.

"A Zheng is indeed much better than these guys. You know, ever since A Zheng met us old guys from Xiao Feng, he has been sending us gifts every New Year and other festivals..." Uncle Sheng sighed.

After sighing, he glanced at Mao Xiaofang, shook his head and sighed: "A Zheng is not like some people. Although he is my disciple, he doesn't even say a word to me during festivals, let alone gifts. Those who know me think I have accepted a disciple, and those who don't think I have accepted a father..."

"..."

Please, stop scolding me, I was wrong...

Mao Xiaofang lowered his head again and again in shame. Director Song, who was standing by, felt that his friend was giving birth to a child, so he suppressed his mouth and covered his mouth with his head and coughed.

"Ahem, the weather is so nice..."

Unable to hold back, Director Song turned his head and looked out the window. Uncle Sheng nodded in agreement and said to Mao Xiaofang.

"Nice weather, little butterfly!"

"..."

"Little...little butterfly...poof..."

Looking at Mao Xiaofang's black face, Director Song couldn't help laughing out loud. Mao Xiaofang continued to lower his head with a red face. Uncle Sheng put his hands behind his back and glanced at Mao Xiaofang.

"Humph!"

"..."

I was wrong, okay!!

Mao Xiaofang thought with tears in his eyes...

(End of this chapter)