[Comprehensive] The man who sells with rope

Winter solstice in the 21st year of Yuan Zhizheng - heavy rain and snow - mood: My AI can't be so arrogant!

Seeing the group of people who know how to shiver, I feel it.

good!Cool!ah!

King Ruyang has been in the court and the opposition for more than ten years, so naturally he would not believe Shen Jing's words because of his one-sidedness. Even though his sons and daughters kept secret about this Han man surnamed Shen, King Ruyang didn't value this person much.

He has always been accurate in seeing people, and his sensitivity to blood and murderous aura trained on the battlefield let him know that this "Mr. Shen" has no life in his hands.

Even if the means are superb, so what, he is just a young man who has never seen blood, not to mention that this person has a clear purpose, it is just for money.

As for the bewitching words the other party said, King Ruyang admitted that he was a little tempted, but he felt that he had to find out more about this person.

King Ruyang felt that this person was able to trick his clever son and daughter out through others in just a few days, and he should not be an unknown person in the Central Plains.

After tasting the tea brought by this person, King Ruyang immediately spent a lot of money to buy all the tea in his hand.

I also asked about some other innocuous things, and bought a lot of miscellaneous little things.

King Ruyang regarded this as appeasement to Shen Jingbing, and after confirming that the other party was really not threatening, he happily entered the palace with a few bags of tea.

Shen Jingbing looked at the rising [-] universe coins in her assets, and she couldn't help but laugh from ear to ear.

"Lancelot, do you think the boss will praise me!"

"...Elro will be willing to invest in you, master." Lancelot cleverly avoided Shen Jingbing's question and coaxed him.

"Hey." Shen Jingbing grinned, "Copy down the Nine Suns Divine Art, we are going to leave Dadu and go back to find Zhang Wuji."

By the way, you can also hit those sects who regard Jiuyang Shengong as the supreme mental method.

Shen Jingbing, who had tasted the sweetness, smiled brightly, thinking about how to make the monks in Shaolin anxious.

With this thing in his hands, he can ask for a lot of money. What is sadder is that Shaolin has no right to pay back the money.

One word: cool!

After earning a fortune from King Ruyang, Shen Jingbing looked at the other party's slack attitude, and immediately knew that the other party would not make any more deals with him during this period of time.

Shen Jingbing is also not willing to put a hot face on a cold butt, anyway, besides King Ruyang, he has many places where he can sell things.

To die means that others are not as generous as King Ruyang, but it is better than staying here with no income.

When he has made enough money from others, King Ruyang should regret it.

Thinking of this, Shen Jingbing looked at King Ruyang as soon as he left, and went to the two brothers and sisters to say goodbye.

The winter solstice is cold, and now it's snowing again. Zhao Min is wearing a thick cotton coat and a white fox fur. The soft fluff looks very cute against her pink and flushed face.

"Mr. Shen, are you leaving?" Zhao Min disagreed at first.

These days, Shen Jingbing has always been very kind to her. One by one, she brought out some things that she had never seen to amuse her. Zhao Min always felt that she was a princess, what things in this world would she have never heard of?

But Shen Jingbing can always make her ideas overturned over and over again.

She clearly felt Shen Jingbing's love for her, and she was happy to act good in front of this man.

But it's only been a few days, and he's leaving?

Zhao Min was a little unhappy.

Shen Jingbing touched his nose and laughed twice, but did not change his mind.

He turned to Wang Baobao and said, "Both the prince and the lord don't believe in Shen, so Shen doesn't want to make fun of himself, so let's leave."

Wang Baobao was taken aback for a moment, turned his head to look at Zhao Min, thought for a while and then said: "Since Mr. Shen has decided to go, I will not repeat this, I hope Mr. Shen will take care of you all the way."

Shen Jingbing nodded, smiled at Zhao Min, took out two candies and handed them to her, and patted the little girl on the head.

Then he turned around with a calm face and a bitter heart, pressed the hide button, and disappeared in front of the two children in a rather mysterious way.

See you Lolita!

I will miss you!

Oh...QAQ

Now that Shen Jingbing has money, he was finally willing to hire a carriage and gave the driver two gold leaves. The driver thanked Dade and said that the road to Kunlun and Wangfeng was covered by him.

The coachman did not take the official road, and it seemed that he often traveled in the north.

He led Shen Jingbing through the secret trails opened up in the forest, and ran a lot of maps that hadn't been explored yet.

Shen Jingbing felt that this trip was worthwhile.

"Sir, it's getting dark." The coachman knocked on the wooden frame of the carriage door and shouted to the inside, "It's cold outside, please take out the quilt wrapped in coarse cloth for me?"

Shen Jingbing moved when she heard the words, looked at the carefully wrapped quilt in the corner, froze for a while, poked her head out to look at the not-so-young coachman, "Come in and have a rest."

The coachman was taken aback, and hurriedly shook his hand, "How is this possible?"

"Don't talk nonsense, just come in if you are told to take a rest. It's so windy outside, it's no wonder you don't freeze into ice cubes when you wake up tomorrow morning."

The coachman looked at the sky, his neck was shrunk by the cold wind, and he agreed with the distinguished guest, but he still refused to enter the carriage, "I...don't go in, so as not to dirty the carriage."

Shen Jingbing looked at him, turned around and handed him the quilt that the coachman asked for inside, then took out a few temperature-controlled gadgets to increase the temperature, and gave them to the coachman in the form of white jade, "Hold on, all of them Don't lose it."

The coachman took it at a loss.

Shen Jingbing looked at it, nodded in satisfaction, and got back into the carriage.

The coachman carefully carried the precious-looking warm jade, stretched out the quilt to wrap it, and felt warm after a while. warmth.

He looked back at the carriage, coughed twice, and thanked him with a smile.

"Is that how you usually live?" Shen Jingbing asked suddenly.

The coachman was stunned outside, and realized that the other party asked about the overnight stay, so he said yes.

"It's not good to be too cold." Shen Jingbing frowned.

The coachman laughed twice, "Not every guest is like Mr. I've been used to it for a long time, old man, he's healthy and healthy!"

"It's good now, I'm afraid I'll be sick in the future." Shen Jingbing said, "And maybe you will encounter bandits who robbed you on the road. The world is so chaotic now."

"No matter how chaotic you are, you still have to make a living. After carrying you all the way, you can have a good year this year." The old man said, "It's getting late, sir, go to bed early."

Shen Jingbing didn't respond.

The cold wind outside the carriage whined.

Shen Jing Bing thought about her destination, feeling a little uneasy.

"Lancelot, you said it's freezing cold, how can Zhang Wuji survive the cold poison in his body?"

"The core of the plane will not die easily." Lancelot was discussing the matter.

"He's just a boy, so small." Shen Jingbing rolled around in the carriage, took out the Nine Suns Magic Art copied by Lancelot from the ring and turned it over, full of guilt, "Hey, wait for him to be cold." Well, I'll bring him out."

"The core magnetic field is disturbed, I..."

"It's okay, I won't have any problems with Zhang Wuji!"

"..." Lancelot was not happy.

Shen Jingbing grinned, "Now we have to think about what excuses we can use to block Zhang Wuji's questions."

"..."

"Lancelot?" Shen Jingbing called out.

"..."

"Lancelot, don't ignore me!"

"..."

"QAQ, I was wrong, my lord! You just talk to me!" Shen Jingbing cried, "After bringing Zhang Wuji out, how about I send him back to Wudang!"

Lancelot said with satisfaction: "It's very feasible, master."

"..." Nima was so arrogant.