Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

"Your Excellency, where is Zheng Le?"

Magistrate He fell silent, realizing he had overestimated Zheng Qian.

Zheng Le is your father, and you actually call him by his name. No wonder you act like a naive fool and fight to the death with the Biqiangmen.

He's a complete brute, utterly lacking in political acumen.

I've paved the way for you, and I'm leading by example in defending the city. Do you think I'd let myself die here? Why don't you understand?

So many people are lining up to get my help, but you're so clueless.

A brute, a fool.

He immediately lost interest in promoting Zheng Qian, and as the local official, Magistrate He began to educate Zheng Qian.

"Filial piety is a fine tradition of Wuyan Kingdom. As Zheng Le's son, you actually call him by his name, which is an insult to culture."

"Humph."

Zheng Qian sneered.

“Lord He, there are at least eight or ten thousand people in the world named Zheng Le. Lord Wu told me that you know about Zheng Le, but he did not say that you know about my father, Zheng Le.”

Holding up two fingers, Zheng Qian continued.

"Two years, do you know how I've spent these two years? I've been looking for my father every day. Since Lord He knew about my father, why didn't you tell me? It wasn't until I was about to leave Lvchang County that you sent people to block the door, and you came here and made empty promises. Where were you before?"

Zheng Qian deeply despised He Zuowen's bureaucratic style, finding it too hypocritical.

You just want me to stay and help you defend the city, don't you?

Why not just say it directly?

“Nephew, you may not know this, but I have spent a lot of time and resources trying to find out about Brother Zheng over the past two years. I only found out about him just now. I have not been able to care about you enough these past two years. It is my fault as your uncle. I have made you suffer.”

He Zuowen is very good at playing the emotional card; if Zheng Qian hadn't been so clear-headed, he would have been fooled by him.

Making grand promises, cultivating relationships, or acting like a local tyrant—who wouldn't be confused?

Unfortunately, he encountered Zheng Qian, who only wanted to roam the world with his sword.

You're too young to be trying to fool me.

Zheng Qian stood up and bowed with his hands clasped in greeting.

"Lord He, I wish you continued success and advancement in your career. I have no interest in money or power, farewell."

With his brows furrowed deeply, He Zuowen's eyes were filled with anger, and he felt very uncomfortable. However, all four city gates of Lvchang County needed experts to guard them, and Zheng Qian was an indispensable person.

A brave and skilled warrior can not only defend the city, but also boost morale, which is crucial.

He Zuowen cares a lot about face, but he can also put aside his pride and compromise, saying to Zheng Qian's back.

"Help me defend the city, and I'll tell you about your father. He's still alive and doing well."

"make a deal."

Zheng Qian didn't stop and went straight down the city wall.

He doesn't have a habit of disrespecting people, but He Zuowen is really too hypocritical, and he doesn't like to play along with his act.

Two years ago, he used filial piety to pressure He Ruoyun to go to the palace to participate in the imperial concubine selection, which caused He Ruoyun to live a miserable life.

He ignored Zheng Qian's distress and, after becoming the county magistrate, severed all friendly relations with the Zheng family.

The best way to deal with people who forget each other when they become rich is to stay away from them.

Downstairs, Zhang Tiezhu stood there with four horses in his arms.

"Tiezhu, you go ahead first. I'll leave a few days later. After I arrive in Yancheng, I'll wait for you at the East Gate every day at noon. Just come find me then."

"Chief镖头, if you don't leave, I won't leave either."

Zheng Qian took the horse reins from Zhang Tiezhu's hand with a serious expression.

"I'm not discussing this with you, this is an order. Location: Yan City. We're leaving now."

Zhang Tiezhu straightened his back and gave the order: it must be done perfectly.

"Yes, head镖师 (镖头 is a term used in Chinese martial arts to refer to a镖师, meaning镖师 is a person who

Zheng Qian reached out to say goodbye, but Zhang Tiezhu mounted his horse and rode off towards the city gate without looking back, as if he feared Zheng Qian would regret it and ask him to stay if he was too slow.

Zheng Qian was completely baffled. How could this kid still be so rude after teaching him for so long? This镖头 (bodyguard/escort) just wanted to wave goodbye to you.

There's absolutely no sense of ceremony; they're such uncouth people.

He withdrew his hand and touched his hair.

Nobody saw it, so it's not embarrassing.

In order to get news of Zheng Le, he chose to stay without hesitation.

That's how life should be: do things you won't regret, and embrace a carefree attitude.

Behind him, Zhang Tiezhu began to sing as he left the city gate.

"It is difficult to meet and even more difficult to part; the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered."

He Zuowen's eyes lit up as he stood on the city wall.

What a beautiful poem!

He quickly got up and ran to the wall to see who could have written such a good poem.

A burly man with broad shoulders and a thick waist was seen, wearing a straw hat, with a heavy sword strapped to his body and two short swords tucked into his waistband.

He rode a horse at full gallop, leading a spare one, displaying an unstoppable momentum.

A master is someone whose skill can be recognized just by looking at their back.

"Hero, please wait a moment."

Hissing.

The two mules raised their front legs high, let out a bellow, and then stopped heavily, kicking up a cloud of dust.

He turned his head abruptly, and a dark-skinned man with thick lips, a square and resolute face, and fierce eyes came into view.

A master, absolutely a master.

He Zuowen was very confident in his judgment; this young man must be a master who had seen blood and killed without blinking an eye.

If he can participate in the city defense, he can directly replace Zheng Qian and get rid of him.

With a gentle smile on his face, He Zuowen began to speak.

"Where is this hero headed?"

"Iwaki."

His voice was deep and resonant; he was indeed a master. He must be invited to participate in the city defense.

"Judging from your upright appearance, you must be a true man of courage, wisdom, and ideals. Do you aspire to achieve great things?"

Zhang Tiezhu frowned. "Who the hell are you? Standing so high up and bragging like that, aren't you afraid of losing your teeth?"

Is it something you can just do and establish yourself on a whim?

When Zheng Qian arrived at the city gate, He Zuowen was busy reviewing documents and did not see that Zhang Tiezhu and Zheng Qian had come together. Therefore, he did not recognize Zhang Tiezhu. As a low-ranking official, Zhang Tiezhu had never met the county magistrate, let alone recognized him.

He had seen the county magistrate before; he had appeared in court when Hua Zhongzheng framed Zheng Qian.

"To achieve great things? Unless you're a county magistrate, you have no chance."

He Zuowen smiled confidently, "I am..."

At this moment, Zhang Tiezhu saw that Zheng Qian inside the city had already turned around and walked back, and he immediately became anxious.

"What a load of rubbish! Let's talk about this after we get down here. No fighting."

Zhang Tiezhu turned his horse around, squeezed its flanks with both feet, and galloped wildly towards the city.

Unable to suppress a smile, He Zuowen was very happy. It didn't matter if the heroes of the greenwood had high martial arts skills and low cultural literacy. "Hammer" was also a catchphrase, so it didn't matter.

Such people are often guileless and easier to control.

With a wave of his sleeve, He Zuowen decided to treat the talented and virtuous with courtesy and personally went downstairs to welcome them. He spread the word throughout the city that he was recruiting capable and brave men, so there was no shortage of people coming to join him and seize the opportunity to make a name for themselves.

Da da da……

The sound of horses' hooves galloped past the city gate, and the voices of heroes rang out once more.

"It is difficult to meet and even more difficult to part; the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered."

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Zheng Qian turned around and saw Zhang Tiezhu, wearing a straw hat, charging towards him from the city gate.

Clang.

The heavy sword was drawn, gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

Hissing.

The horse neighed and came to a steady stop in front of Zheng Qian.

With a somersault, Zhang Tiezhu landed on the ground, gripping his sword in one hand, and swiftly wrote two large characters on the ground.

Rock City.

With his sword still in his hand, Zhang Tiezhu grinned and whispered in Zheng Qian's ear.

"Reporting to the镖头 (镖头 is a person's name), Zhang Tiezhu has arrived in Yancheng and is reporting to you now, hoping to return to Zheng Le镖局 (郑乐镖局) and fight alongside you."