Turbid World: Martial Arts Master of the Republic of China Era, I Cultivate Immortality!

There's not much else to say. After Zhao Zheng obediently played the ostrich in the living room for a while, he was then deliberately brought together by his mother and the two mothers of Shi who brought their daughters to visit.

Zhao Zheng was forced to reluctantly take the two Miss Shis for a stroll and chat in his Zhao family garden.

Don't overthink it. Both Miss Shi and Zhao Zheng have their own maids with them, so there's no way they could have a secret rendezvous like in the TV series.

In a garden that covers several acres.

"It seems Zhao Wuzhe isn't very welcoming to us!"

Compared to Shi Bingbing, Shi Lianlian, who was more forthright, looked at Zhao Zheng's cold attitude and spoke up with some resentment.

"Don't say that, Abbot Zhao..."

"really!"

Zhao Zheng nodded, interrupting Shi Bingbing's attempt to smooth things over. This caused Shi Lianlian's pretty face to darken. She snorted coldly, turned around, said something to her maids, and left the garden.

"Oh, Lianlian..."

Shi Bingbing called out a few times, but couldn't stop the angry Shi Lianlian, making her look helplessly at Zhao Zhengdao.

"Lianlian is probably still angry with you for punching her twice this morning, but it's okay, Lianlian isn't the type to hold grudges..."

Shi Bingbing didn't say anything more. She looked down in confusion, following Zhao Zheng's gaze. What she saw was her chest, which looked a bit exaggerated because of the two punches Zhao Zheng had thrown that morning.

Her pretty face turned cold, and she cursed the lecherous man in her heart. She turned around, said "Let's go" to the maids, and left the garden.

"Young Master, why did you deliberately offend them? The mistress will scold you again later..." The maid Dong Ning looked at Zhao Zheng with a helpless expression.

She said Zhao Zheng did it on purpose because she knew him well enough; Zhao Zheng always liked people with broad minds.

Although these two Miss Shis are not exactly petty, judging by Zhao Zheng's preferences, they are ultimately not the kind of women who are worthy of deep affection and cannot be considered mentors.

"I have no attachment to anything in this mortal world, and my heart is solely set on finding the true path in the Tao."

Zhao Zheng looked at the blood-red peach blossom petals that had mostly disappeared in mid-air and spoke calmly. After speaking, he addressed the maid Dong Ning.

"Go, send someone to tell those two Miss Shis that if they ever dare to complain to my mother again, I'll punish them every time I see them!"

"...Yes, young master!"

Dong Ning felt helpless, but she obediently agreed and began to instruct people to convey Zhao Zheng's words. Zhao Zheng nodded in satisfaction and went to the depths of the garden to see the pets he had kept before studying abroad.

It's a pity that, apart from the koi in the pond that are still alive, the centipedes and scorpions he used to raise are all gone.

"Hey, where's my civet cat?"

"Young master, have you forgotten? Before you went abroad to study, you used your civet cat to stew soft-shelled turtle meat!" the maid Dong Ning reminded him.

"Oh……"

So it was in my stomach!

Seriously, that scared me!

Zhao Zheng responded with an "oh," and continued searching for his childhood memories in the garden before being summoned back to the living room by his mother.

The conversation between the mother and son in the living room wasn't anything special. Anyway, Zhao Zheng successfully caught several teacups that his mother had handed over with a bit too much force, making it look like she was about to smash them.

Sitting in the armchair, Zhao's mother rubbed her temples, looking at her son with a helpless and irritable expression. She suppressed her anger and said...

"These two Miss Shis are actually very nice. They are well-educated and reasonable, and they are both only children in their families. Mother likes them very much..."

"Then why don't you adopt them as your goddaughters!"

"……roll!"

"Okay!"

Zhao Zheng left the living room briskly and headed straight for the Zhao family's front gate without looking back, but he stopped halfway there.

He glanced at Zhao Cheng, who was avoiding him and walking down another path not far away. Zhao Zheng's nostrils twitched twice, and he spoke to Dong Ning, one of the maids following him.

"Did he smoke opium?"

"……yes!"

The maid Dong Ning hesitated for a moment, looked around, and then answered. She looked at Zhao Zheng's furrowed brows and quickly replied.

"We didn't do this!"

"I know……"

Zhao Zheng looked at the three silver dollars in his left hand. The maid Dong Ning hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help but speak.

"Sir, everyone does this..."

When she said "everyone does it," she was referring to the practice in some aristocratic families where, due to the distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children, those who were not entitled to inherit the family property would be deliberately led to smoke opium.

This kind of thing is very common in Tianjin!

"You're talking too much!"

Zhao Zheng spoke calmly, causing Dong Ning and the others to lower their heads, their faces turning pale. He then turned and walked towards his courtyard.

"Bring all of the second son's men here!"

"Yes, young master!"

The servants nearby spoke up, and after a while, dozens of servants and maids were kneeling on the ground in Zhao Zheng's courtyard.

Zhao Zheng looked down at the servants who dared not look him in the eye, and asked calmly, "Who introduced him to opium? Who instructed him to do it?"

Unfortunately, none of the servants dared to speak, which made Zhao Zheng chuckle and say, "It seems my words aren't as effective as Zhao Cheng's!"

bang——

A gunshot rang out, and a servant covered in the pungent smell of opium instantly fell to the ground, screams erupting all around. Zhao Zheng picked at his ear and said calmly.

"Can you tell me now?"

"Zhao Zheng, you dare kill my men, get out of my way..."

It wasn't the servants who spoke, but Zhao Cheng, who was being stopped by the servants at the courtyard gate. Zhao Zheng frowned slightly as he spoke.

"Let him in!"

"Why did you kill my men...?"

Zhao Cheng fell silent. After Zhao Zheng precisely grazed Zhao Cheng's ear with a bullet, he shut up completely.

"explain!"

Zhao Zheng ignored Zhao Cheng, who was trembling in fear, and spoke calmly. As the servants began to talk, the story of Zhao Cheng smoking opium was revealed.

It was someone who lured them there, but that person had just been killed by Zhao Zheng. Zhao Zheng chuckled, "What a coincidence!"

"Yeah yeah……"

"Sir, this has nothing to do with us..."

bang——

A gunshot rang out, followed by the fall of another servant covered in the pungent smell of opium.

The scene fell silent for a moment. Seeing the familiar servants on the ground turned into corpses, Zhao Cheng screamed with wide eyes and fell unconscious.

Zhao Zheng removed the magazine from Colt and listened to the servants splashing each other with dirty water in their fear as he loaded the bullets.

Or rather, the story of Zhao Cheng's opium addiction!

After three gunshots, the three servants who had made Zhao Cheng smoke opium were executed, and the entire courtyard fell silent once again.

Zhao Zheng did not look at his second concubine and the others standing at the gate of his courtyard, but simply spoke to the servants.

"You could have just said so earlier! You wasted my time, honestly... Men, drag them away and give each of them a good beating so they'll learn their lesson and know that some things can't be done, can't be hidden, and can't happen again..."

"Yes, young master!"

The servants exchanged glances, ignored the second concubine and others at the courtyard gate, and dragged Zhao Cheng's servants away.

As for whether doing this would offend the second concubine and Zhao Cheng, that's laughable. Their master, Zhao Zheng, is the eldest son of the Zhao family.

The future master of the Zhao family!

"Second Aunt, no need to thank me, this is what I should do as the eldest brother!" Zhao Zheng said with a smile to his second aunt at the gate of the courtyard.

"Ah Zheng, thank you for your help..."

Zhao Cheng's mother, her face not looking too good, waved for the servants to take the unconscious Zhao Cheng away, and left without lingering.

After a brief conversation, the third and fourth concubines, who had followed after hearing the commotion, also left. Zhao Zheng's gaze lingered on the fourth concubine for a moment, then on the maidservant beside her who dared not look at him for two seconds before turning to Dong Ning.

"Dongning, do you think a water vat can drown a person?"

"Yes... I think so!"

Dong Ning's voice trembled slightly. Zhao Zheng said "Oh," and took the towel handed to him by the maid to wipe his hands: "I'm going back to the Taoist temple!"

A short while later, when Zhao Zheng arrived at the Zhao family's gate and was about to get into the carriage, a servant hurriedly ran over and said...

"Young master, young master, Qiuhe, the maidservant of the Fourth Madam, accidentally drowned just now, but she didn't die and was rescued by a guard who happened to be passing by..."

"Oh, so she developed a chronic illness? For example, the kind that prevents her from taking care of my fourth aunt after retiring to her hometown..."

"what?"

"If she doesn't develop any lasting health problems, remember to send someone to let me know!" Zhao Zheng said expressionlessly, then got into the carriage.