Zheng Chenggong recaptured Taiwan from the Dutch. The King of Gui made Zheng the king of Yanping County and recruited the general.
In May of the 16th year of Yongli reign (i.e. the first year of Kangxi), Zheng Chenggong passed away. At that time, his son Zheng Jing was guarding Kinmen and Xiamen, and Zheng Chenggong's younger brother Zheng Xi took over the throne in Taiwan.
Zheng Jing led generals Zhou Quanbin, Chen Jinnan and others back to Taiwan, defeated the troops supporting Zheng Xi, and took over the throne of Yanping County King.
Zheng Jing's eldest son is Ke Zang, and his second son is Ke Shuang. Counting from Zheng Chenggong's father Zheng Zhilong, Zheng Keshuang is already the fourth generation of the Zheng family.
At that time, the Prince of Yanping County used an army to fight against the Manchu Qing Dynasty unyieldingly. He stayed alone overseas and worshiped Zhengshuo of the Ming Dynasty, and was respected by all the benevolent and righteous people in the world.
When Zheng Keshuang revealed his identity, he only said that the nun must be in awe, but the nun in white only nodded and said, "So she is a descendant of Zhongliang," and showed no other expression.
He didn't know that the nun in white was the princess of Emperor Chongzhen. His master, Liu Guoxuan, was your father's subordinate, so he was not very respectful to him. In the eyes of the nun in white, Zheng Jing was not just a loyal minister.
Fang Yu was already cursing in his heart: "Damn it, is it so rare? What's so great about Prince Yanping?"
In fact, he knew about the identity issue. His master Chen Jinnan was a subordinate of Prince Yanping, and he felt more and more uncomfortable.
Seeing that Zheng Keshuang's expression was very interested in A Ke, he was a dignified son of a county king who had powerful soldiers and established a mansion in the territory. Compared with the Prince Mu's mansion who was living in the world, he was not on the same level.
What's more, this man's appearance is ten times more handsome than mine, his conversational skills are a hundred times better, and he is much older than me. Although I don't know what his martial arts are, it seems that even if he is not ten times as good, there is always seven or eight times.
A Ke is very attracted to him, even a blind person can see it. If the master knew that he was competing with Mr. Zheng for A Ke, he would not need Mr. Zheng's order, he would just slap himself to death first.
The Master was praising him again for being a descendant of loyalty and good deeds. What kind of descendant was he? He was just a descendant of the young lady.
The nun in white looked at Zheng Keshuang and said slowly: "Then your first master is Shi Lang, who surrendered to the Qing Dynasty?"
Zheng Keshuang said: "Yes. This man is shameless and unjust. The younger generation has long since disowned him as the master. When we meet on the battlefield one day, we must kill him with our own hands." His words were very impassioned.
Fang Yu thought: "So your master surrendered to the imperial court. You should be careful about this Shi Lang next time you meet him."
Zheng Keshuang added: "This junior has been learning from Master Feng for the past ten years. He is the number one master of the Kunlun sect, and his nickname is "One sword without blood." Master Feng must know the origin of this nickname."
The nun in white said, "Well, that's Master Feng Xifan Feng, but I don't know the origin of his nickname."
Zheng Keshuang said: "Master Feng's swordsmanship is of course extremely high, but his qigong is especially superb. He uses the tip of his sharp sword to touch the fatal point, and the skin of the person being killed is not injured and there is no bleeding."
The female nun in white said "Oh" and said: "There are not many people in the world who have practiced Qigong to such a state of turning sharpness back to dullness. How old is Master Feng?"
Zheng Keshuang was very proud and said: "This winter, I will hold a fiftieth birthday banquet for Master."
The nun in white nodded and said: "You are only fifty years old, but your inner strength is already so pure, which is very rare."
She paused and then said: "Are the martial arts of the followers you brought with you acceptable?"
Zheng Keshuang said: "Master, don't worry, they are all selected master guards from the junior palace."
Fang Yu suddenly said: "Master, why are there so many masters in the world? Mr. Zheng's first master is a master of the Wuyi sect, his second master is a master of the Fujian sect, and his third master is a master of the Kunlun sect. So, The followers he brings are all masters, so I guess he must be a master himself."
Zheng Keshuang was furious when he heard his harsh words. He didn't know the origin of this single boy, but seeing that he was riding in the same car with the nuns in white and A Ke, he must have a close relationship with them, so he tried to endure it.
A Ke said: "As the saying goes, a famous teacher will produce a good disciple. Mr. Zheng was trained by three famous teachers, so his martial arts skills will naturally be excellent."
Fang Yu said: "What the girl said is true. I have never seen Mr. Zheng's martial arts, so I asked casually. Compared with Mr. Zheng, girl, who has better martial arts?"
Akko glanced at Zheng Keshuang and said, "Of course he is much better than me."
Zheng Keshuang smiled and said, "The girl is too modest."
Fang Yu nodded and said, "That's it. You said that a famous master must produce a master disciple. It turns out that your martial arts is not high just because your master is a low-level master and a secret master. He is far inferior to Mr. Zheng's three master masters."
Speaking of sharp words, Akko was no match for him, and he was able to catch him with just one sentence.
Akko's little face turned red and he said hurriedly: "I...when did I say that the master is a low-handed master and a secret master? You are talking nonsense here."
The nun in white smiled slightly and said, "Ake, you can't fight with Xiaobao. Let's go."
The curtain was lowered on the cart. A group of carriages and horses turned westward. Zheng Keshuang rode beside the cart.
The nun in white asked A Ke in a low voice: "How do you treat Mr. Zheng?"
Akko blushed and said, "My senior sister and I met him in Kaifeng Mansion, Henan Province. At that time we...we were wearing men's clothes, and he thought we were men and came over to treat us to drinks in a restaurant."
The female nun in white said, "You guys are very brave. Two big girls went to a restaurant to drink."
Akko lowered his head and said, "I'm not really drinking, I'm just pretending, just for fun."
Fang Yu said: "Miss A'ke, you are so beautiful. Even if you are wearing men's clothes, everyone will know that you are a beautiful girl. Mr. Zheng, I think you have evil intentions."
A Ke said angrily: "You have bad intentions! We pretended to be men, but he couldn't recognize it at all. Later, my senior sister told him, and he even apologized profusely. I am a polite gentleman, how can I be like you... "
Fang Yu nodded and whispered: "Indeed, it's not like I treat you like a treasure."
A group of people arrived at Feng'erzhuang at noon, which is a big town in western Hebei. They went to a restaurant to have a meal...z.br
Fang Yu got out of the car and saw Zheng Keshuang, who was tall and tall and majestic. He was at least a head and a half taller than him. He couldn't help but feel more ashamed. He also saw that he was dressed luxuriously and had a sword hanging from his waist. The scabbard is inlaid with pearls and gems, which shine brightly.
He has more than 20 followers, some of them are tall and tall, some of them are strong and tall, and they are carrying swords. They all look very impressive.
When they arrived at the hotel, Akko helped the nun in white sit down at the table. She and Zheng Keshuang planned to accompany them on both sides.
Just as Fang Yu was about to sit down opposite the nun in white, Akko rolled her eyes at him and said, "There are a lot of seats over there, can you please don't sit here? I saw you and couldn't eat."
Fang Yu was furious, his face suddenly swollen red, and he thought to himself: "Young Master Zheng is with you, just eat a few more bowls, damn, it will bloat you little bitch."
The female nun in white said: "Ake, why are you so rude to Xiaobao?"
Akko said: "He is a bad guy who does all kinds of evil. Master ordered not to kill him, otherwise..." He gave Fang Yu a hard look.
Fang Yu felt bitter in his heart, so he walked to a table in the corner of the hall and sat down, thinking to himself: "You are wholeheartedly determined to marry this damn thief Master Zheng as your wife, how can I, Fang Yu, be willing to give up so easily?"
It's not that easy if you want to kill me. Let me use a strategy. Kill your ideal husband first, and teach you to become a widow before you get married. After all, you can't marry me. I don't count you as a widow remarrying.
, it’s so cheap, you little girl.”
The waiter in the restaurant brought the food, and everyone in the Zheng family immediately ate it hungrily.
Fang Yu took seven or eight steamed buns and ate them for Hubayin who was tied in the cart. He felt that Hubayin was closer to him than those of the Zheng family.
He returned to his seat and looked across several tables, only to see Akko's face glowing, chatting and laughing with Zheng Keshuang, their expressions so intimate that Fang Yu was so angry that it was almost hard to swallow.
He thought: "It is not easy to kill Mr. Zheng, but we must not let anyone see the slightest trace. Otherwise, if A Ke knows that I am the one who killed him, I will definitely murder my husband and avenge my god-husband."
Suddenly the sound of horse hoofbeats was heard, and several people rushed into the town on horseback. They dismounted and entered the shop, but seven lamas were there.
Fang Yu's heart was pounding wildly
, but I was a little gloating about my misfortune, thinking: "This Mr. Zheng was so boastful just now. Why did he learn martial arts from three masters? Let you fight in a big fight while I stand by and watch. It's really wonderful!"
When the seven lamas saw the nun in white, their expressions suddenly changed and they began to talk.
One of the tall and thin lamas gave a few instructions, and the seven of them sat down at a table at the door and ordered their meals.
Those people stared at the nun in white with very angry expressions. The nun in white just ignored them and ate slowly as she was minding her own business.
After a while, a lama stood up, walked to the table of the female nun in white, and said loudly: "Nun, are you the one who killed our companion?"
Zheng Keshuang stood up and said loudly: "What are you doing? Shouting here, so rude?"
The lama said angrily: "Who are you? We are talking to this nun. What does it have to do with you? Get out of here!"
After hearing a few whirring sounds, four of Zheng Keshuang's companions jumped over and grabbed the lama together.
The lama blocked the two people with his right hand, flew out with his kick, kicked one of the companions out of the hotel, and then punched the other companion on the bridge of the nose, knocking him unconscious.
land.
The rest of the companions should be shouting: "Come together"
Everyone in the Zheng family drew their swords and went towards the lama. The five lamas over there also drew their swords and came to kill him, but the tall and thin lama sat still.
In an instant, a ping-pong game was going on in the dining hall and it was very lively. When the shopkeepers and people eating there saw someone fighting, they all fled out of the shop.
Zheng Keshuang and A Ke both drew their long swords and stood in front of the nun in white. Bowls and cups were flying in the shop, tables and chairs were thrown around, and each lama resisted the four or five Zheng family attendants.
Suddenly there was a whirring sound, and a single knife flew upwards and struck on the beams. Fang Yu looked up and saw a white light flashing, and two more knives flew up and struck on the beams.
Then three or four more long swords flew up. Several of the Zheng Mansion's companions screamed in surprise and jumped away with bare hands. The whirring sounds continued one after another. The swords flew upwards and were all nailed to the beams or rafters.
fall.
Some heavy weapons such as steel whips and maces penetrated the roof and fell on the tiles. In less than half a stick of incense, more than 20 companions of the Zheng Mansion had no weapons in their hands.