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"When did that kid appear? Who saw him first? From which direction did he enter Tiancheng? Is there any companion?"

Meng Heze went straight to the long registration table outside the Immortal Official's Mansion. With a bang, the long sword slapped in front of Xu Wangshan and Qiu Dacheng, and asked more than ten questions in succession.

The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became.When he was leaving, Brother Song personally presented him with a sword, what a sight; when he came back, a Wei Ping appeared out of the sky, stealing the limelight.

Xu and Qiu asked three questions and didn't know.Meng Heze was walking back and forth, when suddenly he had a flash of inspiration: "Ji Chen must know. I'll go look for him!"

Ji Chen manages the Thousand Canals formation, and sets up video recording instruments on the four gates of Tiancheng, which can trace back the images of the gates within a month, so that people who come and go can see clearly.Because the number of new immigrants in Qianqu is increasing day by day, and good and bad people are mixed together, this move is made.

"Do you think there is something wrong with that kid?" Xu Wangshan asked.

Meng Heze looked ferocious: "His name is Wei Ping, he probably came from the wrong place, I will investigate. Be careful when I'm not around!"

Xu Wangshan wondered if you brought it in personally, and nodded vigilantly: "Okay."

Qiu Dacheng said: "Don't worry, Brother Meng, this is Qianqu County, our territory. He can't make waves!"

The competition for the post of Chief Steward of the Song Academy is fierce, and each candidate has his own unique skills.

The reason why Wei Ping was successfully selected was only half of the credit for his various skills, and the other half was due to the blessing of Meng Heze.

After all, before he came, Song Qianji had eaten too many bowls of noodles.

When the noodles are connected, they can circle Qianqu County a hundred times.

Song Qianji was already bigu, but Meng Heze got used to eating.

The arrival of Wei Ping made Song Qianji feel the most simple and unpretentious joy of cooking with rice.Qianqu Jiugongge is the healthiest eating pattern.

When the other party came back, he took the initiative to put down the hoe and said hello: "Are you still used to it?"

Wei Ping raised his head and glanced at him timidly.

Song Qianji frowned, stepped forward quickly, and pointed at the other party's neck: "What's the matter with you?"

Going out once, not only suffered flesh and blood injuries, but also the clothes were messy and torn.

Wei Ping touched the bruise on his neck, said softly "Yeah" as if waking up from a dream, and said in a low voice, "Brother Meng didn't do it on purpose!"

Song Qianji was dumbfounded: "You said Meng Heze hurt you?"

How can it be?Xiao Meng is not that kind of person.

"It's just that I have a little more strength when playing around." Wei Ping smiled firmly.

Song Qianji changed the subject: "Oh, the monk of Qianqu, did Xiaomeng introduce you to him?"

"I don't know yet." Wei Ping rolled his eyes, his voice was lower, and he answered irrelevantly: "How many people want to come to the fairy officials, but they have no chance. I just got this honor when I first came here. No wonder they don't like me."

Song Qianji felt a strange feeling in his heart.He had never heard a similar tone of speech elsewhere.

This Wei Ping is too cowardly, so cowardly that he doesn't have the aura of a savior.

Even if Wei Zhenyu hid his strengths and bided his time in the early stage, he was also the son of destiny, free and unrestrained, uninhibited, how could he be willing to be under others and be a low-key servant?

Wei Ping also thought, this Song Qianji is too ordinary.

How can a fairy official who farms the land and waters the flowers have everything?He hides so deeply.

"It's okay." Song Qianji comforted the poor little housekeeper, "Come with me for a walk tomorrow, and everyone will accept you when they know you."

The population of Qianqu is increasing, and the official duties are becoming more and more onerous, but Song Qianji only likes farming.He decided to let the other party participate in the supervision of the river course first, slowly sharpen it, and gradually provoke the leader.

Wei Ping was greatly moved: "Thank you, Senior Brother Song. I will definitely serve Senior Brother well."

"You didn't come to serve me." Song Qianji smiled.

When he smiled, the cold autumn wind turned into a warm spring breeze, and Wei Ping couldn't help closing his eyes for a moment.

The sun is too harsh.

……

The autumn is crisp and the fields are golden.

The sound of trumpets shouting along the river was loud, and the river workers wielded iron shovels with their bare arms, and sweat flowed down their chests.As long as someone starts singing, they will sing together immediately, and the excitement is better than boiling water.

Wei Ping walked through this river, deeply puzzled.

Why can they be so happy doing hard work?Not only happy, but also hard-working, serious, and hardworking.

Could it be that Song Qianji really has the magic to control people's hearts?

Mysteries emerged one after another, spinning rapidly in his mind.

He has traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers in the world, and has never seen a place like Qianqu County.

And Wei Ping likes puzzle games.

He took the food box and sent it to the grass shed, and gave it to the chicken delivery team of Qianqu.

"Hi Fairy, this is Weiping, the new housekeeper. Is there anything I can do for you?"

Zhou Xiaoyun took the food box: "You're welcome. I'm Zhou Xiaoyun, and she's Ji Xing. I don't have any employment right now, so please accompany Senior Brother Song."

Wei Ping didn't care about this kind of euphemistic refusal, and politely said goodbye: "Fairy has something to do, call me anytime."

Looking at Wei Ping's back, Ji Xing was amazed:

"I won't say that my brother is a second-hander. Senior Brother Meng's momentum is getting more and more fierce. Senior Brother Song is unattainable. The heavens have mercy on me. Here comes a little Wei Ping who is obedient and soft. He follows Senior Brother Song eagerly every day, like a dog." Puppy in the rain, just wait for Senior Brother Song to look back, it really hurts me!"

Xu Wangshan covered his mouth and said vaguely: "Don't be so maternal, brother Meng has already said that there may be something wrong with that kid!"

Zhou Xiaoyun sneered: "Then don't eat the cakes and snacks he sent."

Ji Xing picked up a piece of cake: "He must not be a bad person if he can make such a delicious cake."

Qiu Dacheng ate so much that he didn't want to raise his head: "You have to eat the cakes, and you have to guard against people. Don't conflict!"