Sincere Heart in Jianghu

The two exchanged a few more words of greetings, then let Yang Ming leave first, to meet him again tomorrow at noon.

After Yang Ming bid farewell to him, he found a place to rest for the time being. When noon of the second day, he punctually arrived at the rendezvous point, where the three people were waiting for him.

"Brother Yang, don't be nervous, master will not make things difficult for you, you can definitely do it!" The three smiled at him.

Yang Ming headed towards the Regional Palace two hundred kilometers away. He did not delay his journey at all and in just two days, he had reached his destination.

Zheng was indeed as greedy and shameless as the rumors say. He was said to have committed many evil deeds in the outside world.

Yang Ming found an inn to stay at, thinking to rest up first. At night, he would first investigate the situation of the state official's house, and tomorrow night, he would confirm his actions. If everything was true, he would take his life tomorrow night.

He sat alone in the hall outside of the inn and ordered a pot of wine, drinking it all by himself. A few days ago, He Chongzhi's three disciples had sparked his heroic spirit.

Although there was still no new direction for him to seek revenge, he could not be impatient in this kind of thing. As the saying went, 'A gentleman can seek revenge ten years later!'

The most important thing was to gather information on his enemy. Thinking of this, Yang Ming's heart gradually calmed down, the enemy would definitely use his own desire to take revenge, and find the loophole for him. Right now, the most important thing was to calm his heart.

If he did not take revenge for a day, he would feel a bit more guilt towards Ling'er. It was rare for him to calm down, and once he did, he would think of his two wives.

After he finished the two things that He Chongzhi had arranged, when he saw him, he told him about the doubts in his heart. Regardless of whether or not there were any new developments, he would be returning to Qingcheng.

Ling'er and Qing`er would definitely not blame him for not taking revenge. This grudge would forever remain in his heart, never to be avenged, never to be able to rest or eat in peace.

In the middle of the night, Yang Ming came out of his room lightly. Since he had already investigated and confirmed that this person was a greedy official, doing good is a disgrace to others.

He sneaked into the prefecture, lifted a tile off the roof, and looked in under the dim light. The room was relatively spacious, so it should be his living room.

There were dozens of different sized rooms. He had already decided on a few rooms after circling around the rooftop. He had also made a plan on how to leave this place.

He observed the most suspicious rooftops for a while and finally confirmed what he was doing. He gently lifted up the roof and found that it was beautifully decorated. Beside the bed was a set of official uniform. It seemed like this was the man's resting place for the night.

After everything was investigated, Yang Ming left the place.

The next day, Yang Ming was casually walking around the Province, occasionally listening to the discussions of the people around him. Amongst these people, they all hated the Regional Palace official extremely.

"I heard that his wife is very fierce and won't allow him to take in a concubine, so he spends every day outside looking for flowers. His wife doesn't really care about him as long as he returns home for a few days every month!"

Hearing the two of them talking, Yang Ming felt that he was extremely disgusted.

"Maybe Lord Zheng is going to that girl's house again tonight, hur hur!"

From the words of these people, it seemed that everyone in the city knew of his shameful deeds. If he didn't return home tonight, where would he find that woman's home?

Yang Ming then went to the outside of the yamen city to wait for Zheng Zhijun to come out. It was almost dark, and he did not see him.

Yang Ming wanted to go in and see what was going on, but seeing that there was no one around, he leaped, and sneaked inside without anyone noticing.

Indeed, there was a person sitting in the hall. He had a thin face, a thin beard, somewhat dark skin, and an ordinary figure. Beside him were two servant girls who were waving a fan for him.

Zheng felt his long beard and asked, "Why hasn't the person you invited arrived yet?"

"Sir, there's no hurry, there's no hurry, we're almost there!" The man standing next to the middle-aged man looked treacherous and cunning, he should be the Grand Master here.

"Hurry up and prepare some good dishes. When the guests arrive, don't neglect them!"

Those few people immediately went to handle the matter.

Zheng Zhijun pulled a servant girl by his side into his arms, "Do you feel wronged serving you and me?" He had an evil smile on his face, causing the servant girl's body to tremble.

"Milord, don't do this. Let Madam know that my life is in danger. Milord, please let me go!"

The woman's voice carried a hint of a weeping tone. It seemed that she was one of the people that Madam Zheng had arranged for her to be by his side.

Hearing the words' Madam ', he couldn't help but restrain his emotions. He let go of the servant girl and sat down again, waving his sleeves towards her. "Quickly go down and tell Madam that I have matters to attend to today, so I won't be going back!"

After the servant girl left, Zheng Zhijun looked around and felt bored. He took out a snuff bottle and took a drag. He looked extremely greedy, so he must be taking some medicine from the Western Regions.

After a while, a few people came in and whispered something to Zheng Zhijun.