Zheng Chenggong stood among a pile of ruins and corpses and looked very calm. Even his tone was no different from usual: "These things are civilian property stolen by pirates from nearby fishing villages. Please remember to return them later."
Then he remembered the two brothers who were still standing above him: "Did you meet a group of people on the way here who can't speak like the two brothers just now? They are all young men in their prime."
Shi Lang glanced at Cao Meng, who turned his head away with a look of indifference. Shi Lang had no choice but to turn his head back with difficulty: "Well, boss, we saw a group of young men, wearing uniform clothes, and they were all cut off.
Tongue..."
"But they were already dead when we saw them..."
Zheng Chenggong turned around in shock and sighed: "I still couldn't save them... maybe my life..."
Shi Lang and Cao Meng nodded quickly like chickens pecking at rice: "That's right, that's right, I can only say that their fate is bad. Boss, please don't blame yourself for this."
Zheng Chenggong did not answer: "Zeng De's wound is not a trivial matter. You must take good care of it."
Shi Lang snorted: "You can't die, so don't worry."
Zeng De was still a patient, leaning on the bed leisurely and watching Zheng Chenggong bring him a bowl of medicine.
"Don't you think things in this world are very interesting? Those villagers were unwilling to stay and wait for the brothers, but the brother stayed to look after the younger brother and saved his life. Those who were in a hurry to escape died in the end." Zeng
De laughed and teased.
Zheng Chenggong remained silent. It is difficult to come to an accurate conclusion about things in this world. If they were willing to take the brothers with them, the final result would be nothing more than to die together, but you can't say whether he saved someone or harmed someone.
The things on the ship were moved box by box, and Zheng Chenggong ordered everyone to take them and share them with the nearby villagers. The unconscious people were also tied up.
After nearly a night of work, everyone was tired. Zheng Chenggong ordered them to rest on the boat and leave anything to discuss until the next day.
The next day, before interrogating the prisoners, Zheng Chenggong personally took people to the small fishing village where he and Zeng De had been.
Of course, he didn't come empty-handed this time. He brought back the brothers and several boxes of silver. After hearing the news, the villagers who came nervously watched them open the boxes one by one and rubbed their hands nervously.
A child asked abruptly: "Are you really going to share this money with us?"
Zheng Chenggong knelt down and touched his head: "Of course, uncle never lies. From now on, you will be the backbone of the family. You must take good care of your mother and the family, you know?"
The child nodded ignorantly. The woman next to him knew that her husband would not come back and couldn't help but cover her face and sob.
Zheng Chenggong sighed, waved his hand and asked his men to share the money with those who came over, while he stood aside and watched coldly.
The old village chief stepped forward excitedly and thanked him repeatedly: "I didn't believe it when you came yesterday, but I didn't expect you to have such great powers. Have these pirates really been completely eliminated? Why didn't Ade come with you?"
Zheng Chenggong sneered: "Ask Ade? He was stabbed by a pirate yesterday, and he is still lying on the bed. I don't know if he can be saved or not."
The old village chief's hands trembled: "Ah, how could this happen, Ade... he is a good boy, he will be fine..."
Zheng Chenggong didn't bother to look at him and turned around to leave, but the old village chief held him back: "You, wait for me."
Zheng Chenggong frowned in disgust: "What else do you want?"
The old village chief whispered: "Wait for me, wait for me." Then he ran back in a hurry.
Zheng Chenggong crossed his arms to see what he wanted to do. After waiting for a while, he became impatient. When he turned around and was about to leave, the old village chief finally ran back out of breath. He was carrying a basket and covered it with a piece of floral cloth.
It looks quite funny.
"Well, take this back and replenish Ade's health. I also have this little money. I know it's not enough to hire a good doctor, but I still beg you to save him."
Zheng Chenggong opened the cloth and took a look. Inside was a basket of eggs and a small cloth bag containing a pile of broken silver, including a lot of copper plates.
He looked at the gray hair and beard of the old village chief, thought of his son's broken arms and legs, and looked at the women and children with sad faces, and finally swallowed back his mocking words.
"I know, I will try my best." Zheng Chenggong accepted the basket and said firmly.
There was a smile on the wrinkled face of the old village chief. It looked like he wanted to kowtow to Zheng Chenggong. In the end, he just nodded deeply and went back to chatter to the villagers: "Come one by one, you squeeze in
I'm a soldier now, so please wait a minute."
Zheng Chenggong carried the eggs and left first without saying a word.
"What are you carrying?" Zeng De wondered. Zheng Chenggong carried such a basket all the way back, and countless people had already whispered curiously.
"Your good village chief was afraid that we would mistreat you and refused to spend money to find a doctor for you, so he asked me to bring it to you." Zheng Chenggong threw the basket beside the bed.
"You actually let him go?" Zeng De was surprised. This was not in line with his usual style.
Zheng Chenggong snorted coldly: "He is just an insignificant villain, what can he do."
Zeng De hummed, and then said seriously: "Today you took people out to return things, and the brothers who stayed behind asked about the details of this group of people."
Zheng Chenggong glanced sideways: "Go on."
"Needless to say, those pirates don't know anything. As for those so-called deserters, they are spies sent by the Qing army to find out information." Zeng De's tone was a little heavy.
"What do you mean?" Zheng Chenggong felt nervous.
"I'm just afraid that the Manchus are going south."
"What about King Ji? Have you asked clearly?"
"After asking clearly, that King Ji is indeed a fake. How could those barbarians know whether he is real or fake? They always thought he was the real King Ji. According to his explanation, the real King Ji had already left for the capital a few months ago.
, that person is definitely not real."
"Beijing?" Zheng Chenggong narrowed his eyes, unable to tell what he was planning.
"Yes, the emperor in the capital must have suffered a lot. How many vassal kings have entered the capital in just a short period of time? How can there be an army in the capital that can fight seriously?" Zeng De sighed: "I'm afraid that he will not sit on the throne.
Soon."
Zheng Chenggong was silent and suddenly smiled: "Do you think he should do it longer?"
Zeng De thought for a while: "The peasant uprising was so violent before, so it's easy to imagine that what we did was not very good. The one who knows the leaks in the house is under the roof, and the one who knows the political famine is in the grass."
Zheng Chenggong's face suddenly darkened: "What did you say?" The aura around him suddenly became fierce.