The leisurely pastoral life of Xiao Shannong

The reason why Zou Mao dared to blatantly usurp the throne was not only because his own strength was at the eighth level of Qi training, he was currently the strongest in the entire Jiang family.

It was also because Zou Mao made a deal with someone.

Zou Mao believed in that person's strength 100%, and that person also let him see it with his own eyes.

Seeing that they were about to succeed, Zhang Zian was killed halfway.

Zou Mao was angry.

He refused to accept, he hated.

Zhang Zian didn't show any anger because of Zou Mao's words.

He stood at the door and looked at Zou Mao.

Not a word.

Zou Mao was so angry that he shook all over, suddenly waved his hand, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, let's go together and kill him."

Zou Mao has been dormant in the Jiang family for more than ten years, and has already cultivated a group of his confidants.

Although those people usually seem to listen to the Jiang family's support, in fact, they are all under Zou Mao's control.

Sure enough, more than a dozen people stood up in the chamber, and a group of people also ran in from the courtyard.

Everyone held sticks and surrounded the door in a fan shape.

"Zhang Zian, I didn't want to have a conflict with you. You forced me to do this."

Zou Mao said with a grim face.

Two groups of people inside and outside the house rushed towards Zhang Zian together.

Zhang Zian didn't have any extra words, his figure moved around, dodging back and forth in the crowd, with every punch and kick, several people would fly backwards.

In less than a minute, a bunch of people were lying on the ground, wailing constantly.

Looking at Zhang Zian again, there was not a single wound on his body.

Zou Mao looked at Zhang Zian in disbelief, his face full of terror.

Feeling a flash of darkness, Zou Mao was grabbed by Zhang Zian's neck.

The force was so great that it felt like his neck was about to break.

Because he couldn't breathe, his face immediately turned red.

Zhang Zian looked at Zou Mao who looked like a little chicken in his hand, and said mockingly, "I didn't treat you as a human being."

After speaking, with a flick of his arm, Zou Mao was thrown directly from the door. After landing hard, he slid several meters before stopping.

He rolled his eyes and passed out directly.

Jiang Huimin's mouth was open, and everyone was dumbfounded.

In her 40s, coupled with her excellent maintenance, she has the look of a little girl.

Those who didn't do anything secretly rejoiced that they didn't provoke this guy in front of them.

Zhang Zian approached Jiang Huimin and sat down on the chair next to him.

The momentum of the whole body suddenly changed, like a king.

It made everyone gasp for breath.

"What punishment do you think should be paid for betraying the Jiang family?"

Everyone's hairs stood on their backs, and cold sweat broke out on their backs.

A man who had raised his hand in support of Jiang Huimin stood up and said in a low voice, "Capital crimes can be avoided, but living crimes cannot be escaped. Abolish your cultivation and cut off your limbs."

As soon as this punishment came out, those who were lying on the ground and crying all got up and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Sister Jiang, we were blinded by Zou Mao, please let us go, we are willing to be punished."

"Mr. Zhang, please forgive me. We are blind, and we are willing to make meritorious deeds."

Immediately, there were constant begging for mercy, and everyone wanted to throw the blame on Zou Mao.

Jiang Huimin looked at the people below who had done a lot for the Jiang family, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

He quietly glanced at Zhang Zian, but didn't speak.

Since he promised Zhang Zian to be his vassal, then the Jiang family will have the final say.

Zhang Zian also noticed Jiang Huimin's expression. The reason why he came to the Jiang family today was not for the position of head of the family.

What does the affairs of the Jiang family have to do with me?

But Mr. Jiang left that letter, so Zhang Zian had to come here once.

Not for any purpose, not for any benefit.

Simply respect Mr. Jiang's chivalry.

Keep the Jiang family.

"Nian you are not the principal offender, heavy punishment can be avoided, light punishment cannot escape, as for how to punish, it depends on your attitude of repentance."

As he spoke, Zhang Zian glanced at Zou Mao who passed out outside the door.

Immediately, someone cleverly understood Zhang Zian's meaning, got up and rushed to Zou Mao outside the door.

Others also reacted, a group of people punched and kicked Zou Mao in order to show their sincere and repentant attitude.

Poor Zou Mao was woken up by the pain, and then knocked out again.

These people are more ruthless than each other.

In the end, Zou Mao's five limbs were broken, his cultivation base was completely abolished, his brain was seriously injured, and his intelligence was no different from that of a three-year-old child.

As for the people who couldn't figure out the layout behind Zou Mao's mouth, Zhang Zian didn't care.

It doesn't matter who he is, as long as he doesn't mess with himself, it's their high incense.

When everyone was done, Zhang Zian said, "As for your punishment, it's up to Patriarch Jiang to decide."

Then his tone changed, "There is only one Patriarch of the Jiang family."

Zhang Zian didn't need to say it, but everyone knew it was Jiang Huimin.

Jiang Huimin looked at Zhang Zian suspiciously.

I don't understand why he would help himself.

Zhang Zian can completely control the Jiang family, everything in the Jiang family belongs to him.

But he didn't.

A strange thought that made Jiang Huimin restless, and her delicate body twisted unconsciously, suddenly appeared.

She also heard from her best friend that boys of Zhang Zian's age had an almost perverted obsession with mature women.

Otherwise, the islanders would not have produced so many unsightly plots.

Could it be that he...

Zhang Zian didn't know what Jiang Huimin was thinking, otherwise he would have slapped her.

Prove your innocence.

After dealing with Jiang's affairs, it was almost 09:30, Zhang Zian had a word with Jiang Huimin before leaving.

"You can contact me if you have any hurdles you can't get over. As for how you develop, whether you are prosperous or declining, I don't care."

Driving the car and disappearing into the night, Jiang Huimin stood at the gate of Jiang's house and watched Zhang Zian leave for a long time, her face suddenly turned red, she didn't know what happened.

Then his face turned cold, and he asked people to close the door, and Jiang's house will be completely cleaned up tonight.

When Zhang Zian arrived home, he went to say hello as usual, and then went to the orchard.

"Er Gouzi, the project will be finished tomorrow. He is worthy of being a professional. I really don't like it."

Baldy Li said to Zhang Zian excitedly.

Today he went home and took a look, as if he had rebuilt a house.

Classical, atmospheric, yet solemn.

As far as it is concerned, the whole Xiaohu Village is not as good as my own house.

Zhang Zian answered a few words, and the two of them entered the orchard.

"Er Gouzi, after two days, take me to the county to buy some furniture." Baldy Li said while working.

"Row."

After renovating the house, it is really necessary to buy new furniture.

Wed the bride in style.

Baldy Li earns more than 1 a month, and Widow Kong earns more than 6000. Their incomes are almost catching up with the salary levels of first-tier cities.

After finishing his work, Zhang Zian drove back home, and the lights in his parents' and Du Xiaoshuang's rooms were turned off.

Zhang Zian tiptoed to take a shower. As soon as he returned to the yard, he heard a blushing voice from the next door, which was not suitable for children.

Grinning, I didn't expect Hongxing's parents to have energy and physical strength at this age.

His legs unconsciously moved Zhang Zian closer to the wall, and he could hear more clearly.

In less than 2 minutes, accompanied by Hongxing's mother's complaints, there was no sound.

Zhang Zian chuckled, his figure flashed, and he returned to his room, leaving behind a confused bastard.

While wiping his head, the phone vibrated.

Pick it up and look, it is a prestige message.

"I found a job."

Zhang Zian wiped his head with one hand, and typed back the message with the other.

"Be smart, keep your eyes bright, and call me if you feel something is wrong."

"I see, do you think I'm stupid?"

"No."

"That's what you think."

"..."

"Hmph, I'm ignoring you."