Crane Chong dressed as a villain and a foolish king

Near noon, Zhuang Heng was resting in the gazebo in the back garden of the palace. He was paralyzed on the bamboo couch as if he had been cramped. It was called a vacation, but he was actually lazy. He was too lazy to even raise his hand. He turned his head and looked to the side. teapot, and sighed silently: [What's going on?Is your Jinjiang system trying to trick me on purpose?When I say take a vacation, I mean I don’t want to work and I want to go out. What’s going on now?Why am I so tired... This is not the vacation I want...]

ai feels wronged: [No, we didn’t do anything, you are so tired, is it because it’s too hard to grow your hair at night? ]

Zhuang Heng: […]

Feeling that AI doesn't look like a liar, Zhuang Heng had no choice but to dispel the suspicion in his heart. He turned his head to look at the teapot next to him again, pursed his lips, thinking that he wasn't too thirsty anyway, so he might as well wait until he couldn't bear it any longer before getting up to pour water. .

At this time, a palace attendant who was standing far outside the gazebo bowed his head, knelt down and asked respectfully: [Does Xianjun want to drink water? ]

Zhuang Heng: […]

Thanks to Ji Dashi's loud voice, as long as there is a living person who can breathe inside and outside the palace, there is no one who does not know his identity as a fairy. It was easy to accept, and coupled with his miraculous experience of growing black hair as soon as he slept, no one hesitated to accept his status as a fairy.

Zhuang Heng looked at the devout palace attendant in front of him, and silently said "sin, sin" in his heart, but his face showed the posture of a master of Taoism, squinting his eyes and gave a faint "hmm".

The palace attendant immediately picked up the jug and poured water for him, and handed it to him respectfully after pouring it out. After serving him to drink the water, he bowed his head and retreated outside the gazebo, the whole process was silent.

Zhuang Heng was very bored lying idle, so he simply opened the control panel of the system, and because he was too lazy to raise his hand, he directly operated with his mind, first to check the current Jinjiang coin balance, then to check the comments in the comment area of ​​the live broadcast room, and finally to open the ingredients Buy the button, start to browse the fresh section of the supermarket, and calculate how much it will cost to clear the shelves.

When he was watching intently, he heard footsteps in his ears, Zhuang Heng raised his head, and the young man had already arrived nearby, strode up the steps, squatted down beside him, looked at him and asked, "It's almost noon, are you hungry?" ?”

Zhuang Heng looked at him, "Hungry."

AI couldn't hold back: [Poof...]

The young man seemed to find his appearance interesting, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Didn't you say that if you don't cook for a day, you will feel uncomfortable? If you didn't cook yesterday, you won't cook today?"

Zhuang Heng didn't change his face and his heart beat: "It's really uncomfortable. You see, I'm really uncomfortable from head to toe now, but I can't cook for the past two days. My hair has just grown out and my cultivation level has just jumped to one level. This critical period needs to calm down and adjust, and haste makes waste."

ai: [Master!As for fooling people, I am very convinced of you! ]

Zhuang Heng: [...don't worship brother, thank you! ]

Sure enough, the young man didn't ask any more questions. Seeing that he was lying lazily, he asked: "The lunch is ready, should someone bring it over or will you go with me? Or should I carry you there?"

Zhuang Heng was inexplicably moved, but he still struggled to get up from the couch: "No need, no need, where can I let you carry it, I'll go there with you."

Seeing that he was having a hard time getting up, the young man stretched out his hand to help him, his brows were slightly raised, his eyes were full of doubts, he simply asked Zhuang Heng to sit for a while, then turned his head and told the palace attendant next to him, "Ask someone to bring a soft sedan over." Then he looked at Zhuang Heng again, "Do you want to find a doctor to show you?"

Zhuang Heng shook his head again and again: "No need."

joke!How can I be reduced to the point where I have to be treated by a doctor!Then I don't want to lose face!Besides, I'm not sick at all!

Not long after, the palace man came over with a soft sedan chair, and the young man helped Zhuang Heng up, his eyes glanced at the bamboo couch under him inadvertently, he was stunned, and bent down to pick up a black feather from the bamboo couch: "This is... ..."

Zhuang Heng turned his head to look, startled: [Fuck!My hair!The feathers on the tips of my wings! ]

ai: [Huh? ]

There were two black feathers and seven or eight white feathers on the recliner, which obviously fell from Zhuang Heng's body. Zhuang Heng burst out of strength suddenly in panic, bent down and quickly collected those feathers and held them in the palm of his hand. Staring wide-eyed, he looked left and right in disbelief: "What's going on? Could it be that my cultivation level is not enough, and if I have thick hair, I will lose feathers?"

The young man looked strange: "You... don't you know that you will lose hair?"

Zhuang Heng raised his head and stared at him with two eyes like mosquito coils: "???"

The boy said: "It's summer, and it's time for you to moult."

Zhuang Heng: "???"

ai: [Oh!Master, I remembered that red-crowned cranes moult every summer and winter!This is normal for you. After all, it’s hot. The feathers on your body are too thick. If you don’t change them, the heat will be unbearable, so don’t panic!By the way, a friendly reminder, red-crowned cranes cannot fly during the period of changing their feathers, and the ability to fly will not resume until they are completely replaced, pay attention to safety! ]

Zhuang Heng: […]

Ai continued: [You suddenly become so tired, it should have something to do with changing feathers, although this kind of thing is very normal for red-crowned cranes, but you are not an ordinary red-crowned crane, you have two body shapes at the same time, and the demand for energy is relatively large , feeling tired is normal. ]

Zhuang Heng felt speechless, but knowing that feather loss was a normal phenomenon, he raised his heart and felt relieved. When he saw the suspicious look in the young man's eyes, he panicked a lot, so he continued to lie: "If you don't tell me, I'll forget about it." Oh, it turns out that it is already summer... Hey, I have practiced for a long time, and I often forget the change of cold and heat, thanks to your reminder."

After speaking, he quickly turned around and sat on the soft sedan, closed his eyes and fell asleep, looking not guilty at all.

The soft sedan carried him all the way to the gate of the palace. There was a carriage parked there. Several palace people who carried the soft sedan put him down beside the carriage. Seeing that he was weak, the young man simply picked him up.

Zhuang Heng woke up instantly: "!!!"

The young man jumped into the carriage with him in his arms, and he hurriedly struggled to sit down. Hearing the sound of wheels rolling on the bluestone road, he lifted the curtain beside him and looked out.

You can see many common people on the street, their mental outlook is completely different from what he saw last time. Although they are still wearing worn-out clothes and their faces are yellow and thin, all of them are smiling, and even the wrinkles on their faces are full of joy. Few people were still holding the notched clay containers in their hands. These people retreated one after another when they saw the carriage, but their faces were no longer numb and afraid. Instead, they would respectfully kneel down and kowtow, wait for the carriage to go far, then get up and continue walking, saying to each other Joking and laughing.

Seeing that they were all walking in one direction, Zhuang Heng asked, "Have you finished dividing the rice?"

The boy said: "It's almost over."

The Abandoned City is very different from other cities. How prosperous it was back then, it is now so depressed. The slightly stronger Shiqing family and ordinary landowners had already moved away when the capital was moved, and those who stayed were all The low-level people who don't have much ability to survive, these people can rely on hard work to survive, but most of the food grown every year is exploited by Commander Ye, so that the life of the people is getting worse and worse, and they are about to starve to death .

After entering the city, the first thing the young man did was to ask Ji Dashi to find the key from Commander Ye and open the warehouse to release the grain. Therefore, the city was very lively these two days, and the people were all rejoicing. The guy even came to collect rice grains, and Ji Dashi, who was in charge of this matter, had built up great prestige among the people, and many people had already begun to spontaneously call him "Ji Commander".

Seeing the young man and Zhuang Heng coming out of the carriage, the people queuing up at the gate of the government knelt and kowtowed one after another, calling "Xianjun" and "Young Master" in their mouths. Ji Dashi saw that there were not many people left, so he handed over the matter to The brothers under his command ran over to greet the two with big smiles on their faces: "Xianjun, son, the food is ready!"

Zhuang Heng said that he didn't cook for the past two days, and Ji Dashi didn't think about asking the reason. After all, Xianjun made a reasonable decision, and it wasn't his turn to ask, but this gave him a chance to express his heart. Sending the hot food to Zhuang Heng, he said sincerely: "A few days ago, I have been eating delicious food made by Xianjun himself. Dashi has nothing to repay, but only serves it with loyal hands. These dishes are made by Dashi and the brothers themselves. The cooking can’t be compared with Xianjun’s delicacies from mountains and seas, if Xianjun is not used to it, just taste a few mouthfuls, Dashi will find a way to find a good cook to make it for Xianjun.”

Zhuang Heng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't bother, I don't care about my appetite."

As he spoke, he picked up the chopsticks and picked up some green plant in the bowl, whether it was wild vegetables or leaves, and put it into his mouth. It was so bitter that he almost cried for a moment. In the expectant eyes, he picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth. The fishy smell that could not be removed due to the lack of ginger cooking wine and other seasonings made him almost vomit. He adjusted his facial expression again, and firmly removed the fishbone and ate it.

Ji Dashi is also a person who has eaten delicacies, how could he be fooled by his calmness, and was moved to tears for a moment: "Xianjun——"

Seeing him about to kneel down again, Zhuang Heng's scalp felt numb, and he quickly reached out to stop him: "Let me finish the meal."

Ji Dashi quickly stood up obediently, not daring to say a word.

Zhuang Heng ate all the food in a very face-saving manner, and finally put down the bowls and chopsticks, and sighed quietly. On the one hand, he was exhausted after eating a meal, and on the other hand, the food was really unpalatable, so he could bear it quickly Enlightenment ascended to heaven.

Ji Dashi was both pleasantly surprised and guilty, his lips moved as he wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak out.

Zhuang Heng glanced at the people who were still queuing outside the gate: "Do they usually eat these?"

Ji Dashi nodded, then shook his head again: "There are young and strong ones in the family who can hunt and catch fish, and occasionally they can eat a few good meals. If there are no young and strong ones in the family, they can only dig some wild vegetables and cook them. No pause."

Zhuang Heng asked again, "Where's the salt?"

"Salt is also rarely eaten and cannot be bought."

Zhuang Heng nodded, he could eat today’s meal with salt added, but the salt-making technology at that time was very backward, and the refined salt used by the upper class was not as good as modern ones, let alone the lower class people, who bought all The poor-quality salt that the government sells is left over, and this kind of salt is still unaffordable. No wonder everyone is yellow, emaciated, weak and sick.

Zhuang Heng said: "I have some salt here, as well as vegetables and fruits. You can share some with each household. There is also meat, but the common people haven't tasted meat for a long time. You have to take it step by step. You first take some and chop it up to cook the broth. Give it to them."

Ji Dashi stood there with his mouth open, and began to cry frantically. He moved his lips and couldn't say a word. After a long while, he suddenly knelt down, knocked his head three times in a row, turned around and rushed out.

It didn't take long for the news that Xianjun wanted to rescue the people in the city spread, and the shock of the people's hearts can be imagined.

Zhuang Heng did what he said, and spent all his balance in one second. Considering that ordinary people who have never eaten rice usually eat millet, he also allocated a part of the funds to buy a small amount of rice for everyone to taste. In addition to a small amount of pork, the rest All of them are vegetables and fruits that have not been processed, that is, those that grow in the ground and grow on trees. They can be cooked and eaten after being picked directly. They have no characteristics far ahead of the times. .

Overnight, Zhuang Heng's reputation has become so high that the common people want to carve his body and enshrine it at home for incense.

Zhuang Heng expressed his satisfaction with this result.

But he is a person who likes to do practical things. When the teenager asked him if he had any thoughts recently, he thought about it and said truthfully: "I will find a way to make them rich."

The author has something to say: He He: Mao!My hair!

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