I, the younger brother of King Zhou, lead the Taoist ancestors to do business

Zishou returned to the room with the golden basin in his arms. He put Xiao Qinglian on the table, took out a few more battle reports and began to review them.

He was leaning on the chair and shaking the pen, looking extremely lazy, while Xiao Qinglian bent down the lotus stem to get closer to the battle report.

Seeing this scene, Zishou raised his eyebrows. He pulled the leaves of Xiaoqinglian, and Xiaoqinglian raised the petals curiously.

Zishou smiled, he pulled up the lotus leaf, put the pen on the lotus leaf, and rolled the lotus leaf upwards.

Little Qinglian: ...

It is a flower, why not let it go? !

It directly puts the pen on the battle report, and then retracts the lotus leaf into the soil, pretending that it has no "hands"!

Seeing this, Zishou gave a "tsk" sound, and picked up the pen unwillingly.

At this moment, a servant's voice came from outside the door.

"Your Majesty, this is the supper you want."

Zishou said "Yes" in a low voice, the door was opened, and two steaming fish were brought up.

The servant retreated and closed the door. It was pitch black outside, but the candlelight inside the house brought some light into the yard through the paper window.

The footsteps went away, but there were more rustling sounds in the flower bed at the door.

Inside the house, the smell of fresh fish just out of the pan permeated the whole room, and Zishou poked the fish with his chopsticks.

There was an empty plate on the side, and Zishou pulled out the fishbone with chopsticks in his left hand and put it in the empty plate, while holding a pen in his right hand, he drew a symbol on the military newspaper for a long time.

Although Xiao Qinglian did not want to help Zishou handle official duties on the surface, her lotus head kept glancing at the military situation.Seeing that Zishou vetoed the correct proposal, the lotus head shook.Zishou got it right, and Lianhuatou nodded again.

Zishou seemed to be focusing on the fish, but actually looked down on Xiao Qinglian condescendingly.He started writing randomly at first, Xiao Qinglian nodded and he continued to write, Xiao Qinglian shook his head, and he wrote in a different way.

In this way, he started to write faster and faster, and he didn't need any brains, and his brushwork became more bold.

By the time Xiao Qinglian realized something was wrong, the thick stack of battle reports had already been corrected!

Little Qinglian: ...

Its roots turned directly, with its back facing Zishou.

Zishou laughed softly, and he played Xiao Qinglian.

Xiao Qinglian raised her lotus head, and suddenly a thorny fish fell down.Xiao Qinglian took a bite, the scent of fish wafted through the whole lotus, and Xiao Qinglian was so comfortable that the leaves bent.

Next, Zishou brought over the thorny fish and fed them to Xiao Qinglian piece by piece.

The servant brought two fish, one was fed to Xiao Qinglian, and the other was still fed to Xiao Qinglian.

When Xiao Qinglian was satisfied, she realized that she was facing Zishou unknowingly.

Little Qinglian: ...

After drinking and eating, Zishou suddenly took out a small clay bottle, which contained powder.

"You shut up first."

Xiao Qinglian closed her "mouth", and the powder spilled down.

Outside the house, the candlelight reflected a figure on the flower bed.

Xue Ehu was lying in the haystack. He looked at the ants on the ground, and then at the candlelight on the paper window. With a wave of his hand, the ants stopped first, and then quietly crawled out of the flower bed in a long line.

They lay on the stone slab and got into the crack of the door along the stone steps.

Because they have been leaning against the crack of the wall, the warm yellow light cannot reach them.In this way, they crawled under the table, sticking to the shadow on the ground.

The leading ant looked up, his eyes were red like cinnabar, and he began to climb up the table legs, and the ants behind him followed him.

Zishou was facing the bed to change clothes, but the ants climbed up the golden basin, and their six legs touched the soil.

The small green lotus exudes an attractive fragrance, and the ants crawl towards the rhizome several times larger than themselves.

They opened their mouths, just when they were about to bite Xiao Qinglian——

Suddenly, an ant kicked its leg and fell down.The second ant is also...

After a cup of tea, Zishou changed his clothes and came over, his tall body cast a shadow, he touched the little green lotus, but with eagle eyes saw dozens of black spots under the root.

He laughed, but the meaning of the smile was unclear.

The door was opened, and steady footsteps approached the flower bed.

Zishou stood in front of a knee-high tree, shaking the paper in his hand, and the dead ants fell on the tree.

The door was closed, and a gust of cold wind blew, and the leaves of the small tree gradually became narrower and longer, and became a squatting person.

Xue Ehu looked at the door with apprehension.

The gods bought a jug of wine in Chaoge at a rare rate, took a sip of this one, and a sip of that one, and there were only a few drops left in the huge jug of wine.

The god who bought the wine hugged the wine jar with a painful expression on his face, "Don't worry about it, the rich merchants don't get much money, and I just turned into a mortal and carried hundreds of baskets of coal to them in exchange for it! "

"Bah!" The companion laughed and scolded: "You almost startled those mortals, donkeys can't run as fast as you, and you can carry five baskets!"

Another immortal smacked his lips in a lingering expression, "My wine has been kept for 500 years, and I don't think it is more intoxicating than the wine brewed in the world. In the days of gods, I think the people of Yin and Shang lived their lives like gods!"

Today, Chaoge is the most developed city of the Shang Dynasty, and they also built the most houses with red bricks. Today, the shops on both sides of the market are full of houses built with red bricks.

They looked left and right in a rare way, and the hawking sound was very lively. Many of the current Chaoge are businessmen from other places, and many rare things can be found here.

There were fewer patches on people's clothes, and many children wore thick clothes.

When passing by the restaurant, the aroma of the dishes almost took their souls away, and the gods were drooling.

Someone cast their eyes on the fairy holding the wine jar, and the fairy immediately said: "Don't you ask me for money, I only earn a little money from moving coal, why don't you move it? Just look at me covered in ashes!" !"

Another immortal smiled and held the man's arm, "That's wrong, we have been friends for thousands of years!"

"I bother!"

The god was not angry, but stretched out his hand to conjure up a golden pill, "This is what I got from killing the golden fairy monster, and now I give it to you, how about you give me your money and let me buy a dish?"

The deity of the wine altar snorted coldly, he turned and walked towards the restaurant, and only wanted a dish.

When Xiao Er brought it up, he snatched the food and hid it in the corner, staring at his colleagues like a wolf guard while eating the food.

With the entrance of the dishes, in the eyes of all the gods, the gods in the wine altar looked fascinated.

All the gods: ...

Isn't it just doing some work?It's not that they don't have long hands, they will!

The singing sound came from the shop in the distance, and the gods glanced over curiously?

Who composed this song?Tianting has never heard this style of music.

The pearls of the lampstand are shining, and the light at the highest place makes them happy physically and mentally.

The next day, after Zishou woke up, it was time for the army to set off.

He carried the golden basin into the carriage, and the golden basin was placed on the table.

The carriage finally started to shake, Zishou leaned in the carriage and watched Xiao Qinglian's leaves shake, he also closed his eyes and fell asleep.

There is the sound of wind between heaven and earth, the sound of shaking flowers and leaves, the sound of horseshoes, the sound of people talking, and the sound of shaking tables——

Zishou suddenly opened his eyes, and he stared at the table.

The table was just an ordinary table, just shaking with the bumps of the carriage.

Zishou narrowed his eyes, and his gaze moved to the underside of the golden basin. The table had normal wood grains and looked clean and flawless.

wrong--

Zishou quickly snatched the golden plate on the table, but the golden basin was a phantom, which disappeared the moment he stretched out his hand.

Zi Shou stopped in place, his eyes darkened, he kicked the table violently, only to hear a "pop", like the sound of paper being torn.

The table flew to the top of the carriage, as if it had been punctured, and fell danglingly, becoming a pile of papers.

Someone made a table out of paper!

"Stop the car!" Everyone felt the anger from inside the car, and the army stopped abruptly.

A white shadow ran out and mounted the nearest horse.

"Drive—" Lie Ma ran towards the original direction.

From the moment the golden pot was placed on the table, it instantly fell off the carriage invisibly.

After the army left, Xue Ehu came to the golden basin and bent down to pick up the lotus, but the lotus was very heavy, Xue Ehu used all his strength to suck it, not to mention the golden basin, he couldn't even lift a petal.

He gasped violently, and remembered what his master had taught him before, so he stretched out his hands and twirled the formula, and cast the mountain-moving curse, so that Xue Ehu had the strength to move mountains with one arm.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Qinglian remained motionless, but Xue Ehu was panting from exhaustion.

He couldn't help cursing, "I learned this curse until now, except for Kunlun Mountain, which mountain can I not move? Well, you are fatter than Kunlun Mountain!"

Little Qinglian: ...

Seeing that Xiao Qinglian could not be moved away, Xue Ehu had no choice but to destroy her on the spot.He took out a machete and slashed at Xiao Qinglian——

Just hearing a "kuang", the machete broke into two halves!

Xue Ehu's pupils shrank, he sneered, and took out the Sanwei Zhenhuo that his master gave him when he took it out.

"I don't believe you can escape today!"

The raging fire surrounded Xiao Qinglian, but in the next second, a blood-red wall of fire appeared out of thin air, blocking Xiao Qinglian.

Xue Ehu heard a scream, and saw that the fire wall opened its mouth wide, swallowing half of the Sanwei Zhenhuo in one gulp!

Xue Ehu restrained his breath, sensing something was wrong, he stepped back, only to hear the sound of horseshoes getting closer.

He looked a little flustered, so he turned around and wanted to run away.

He hastily summoned Xiangyun, but saw a fierce horse jumping over his head suddenly, Xue Ehu's pupils shrank sharply, and the tip of the sword was only an inch away from his eyes.

The army followed up one after another and surrounded Xue Ehu.

Xue Ehu seemed to have lost his breath, he took a few steps back, stretched his hand to his back and suddenly took out a spear——

He wanted to stab Zishou, but Zishou looked at him with a cold smile, his legs clamped the horse's belly, and the fierce horse walked forward slowly.

The tip of the spear touched Zishou's chest, and cold sweat dripped from Xue Ehu's forehead.

Lie Ma took a step forward, and Xue Ehu took a step back.

In his pupils, the king in front of him was covered with golden light, if he dared to stab the opponent, he would be out of his wits.

Zishou was getting closer and closer to him, Xue Ehu's hands were trembling.

Step by step, there were clouds under his feet at some point.

I saw the clouds suddenly flying upwards, and he will be taken away too.

Zi Shou sneered, he clenched the sword in his hand and threw it into the air.

There was a sound of breaking wind, a splash of blood splashed down, and there was another soul on the list of gods.

A few years later, one member of the army returned to his hometown and became a storyteller, and Emperor Xin Xizheng also became a playbook.

Among them, "The King Saves the Lotus" was loved by countless people and became a classic.

"The king killed the thief under his horse, and the fairy-like little Qinglian was finally saved. The king and Xiao Qinglian finally had a good story..."

After Zishou got off the horse, he picked up the little golden basin with one hand, he smiled and asked doubtfully, "Why hasn't he moved you away?"

Little Qinglian: ...

do not speak.