Crane Chong dressed as a villain and a foolish king

Zhuang Heng was finally woken up by Ji Dashi, opened his sleepy eyes and yawned and looked towards the door. Ji Dashi saw him lazily pressing on the young master who was "a disciple of the Immortal Monarch", and felt that his worldview had suffered a strong impact , the hand holding the door frame didn't know whether to push it forward or pull it back. After he suddenly met Zhuang Heng's gaze, he gave up the entanglement and froze directly.

He swallowed hard, and said with a trembling voice, "Xianjun, you...are you awake?"

Zhuang Heng: "???"

What the hell are we?

AI suddenly exclaimed: [Ah ah ah ah little brother! ]

Zhuang Heng: "!!!"

Damn it, am I a pig, have I fallen asleep!

Zhuang Heng was so excited that he almost felt guilty and stuffed "Xiao Lang" back into the system, but Bengren's sense of crisis quickly took the lead to stop him. "Lang" opened his body, sat up and smiled inscrutablely: "Scared you?"

At the same time, he quickly asked ai in his mind: [Help me to see if I have eye gum!Immortals are not allowed to have eye feces! ]

ai: [Master, don't worry, your body has been gradually optimized after the upgrade, and things like secreting eye mucus, which are common but detrimental to your image, will never happen! ]

Zhuang Heng breathed a sigh of relief: [There is such a good thing!Will it be optimized so that you don't need to go to the toilet in the future? ]

ai: […]

As expected, Ji Dashi was bluffed by him. Seeing him so indifferent, he immediately felt ashamed of himself for making a fuss, and stammered: "I, I, I... I wasn't scared, just... I just didn't know that the young master came back, Some surprises..."

Zhuang Heng stretched out his hand to touch "Xiao Lang"'s head, and said with a slight smile, "You misunderstood, the young master has not come back, this is just a dummy I conjured up with magic."

Ji Dashi's eyes turned into copper bells, with a suspicious face on his face: "???"

The meaning is obvious: there is such an operation? !

Zhuang Heng stretched out his hand to pinch "Xiao Lang"'s nose, and it took a long time to let go: "Look, he won't struggle, because he's already out of breath, not afraid of holding back, he's a dummy." He explained in a homely tone in his voice, "I used to sleep on a soft couch, and I'm used to the feeling of being as soft as a cloud. Recently, it's really uncomfortable to sleep on a hard couch. The feathers I collected last time were not enough to make a bedding. Thinking about it, I thought of such a way.”

This big truth successfully aroused Ji Dashi's guilt, he said awkwardly: "It was Dashi who didn't think carefully, which made Xianjun suffer."

In fact, there are many large mansions left unused in Abandoned City, all of which were left by former dignitaries, and he is the actual person in power here. Abandoned City is already in the same position as a vassal state, and can completely rule independently. What does he want to do with those houses? Just how to deal with it, there is no need to explain to anyone, but he is honest and honest by nature, he feels that he was lucky enough to become a commander, and he has a heavy burden on him. He should lead the people to live a good life with the help of Xianjun, and should not be greedy for comfort As for Xianjun, he took it for granted that immortals meditate and rest, and they come and go like the wind, so they don’t need a fixed residence. Recently, they rented at his house just because they want to teach everyone how to farm... How could he think that Xianjun also needs to lie on the couch sleep?If I had known earlier, he would just want to get a comfortable bed for Xianjun even if he was selling everything out of money!

Ji Dashi wanted to cry, but after thinking about it, he felt something was wrong: "Xianjun, is this really a dummy? I saw him move his hands before..."

Zhuang Heng's expression was almost unstoppable, his scalp was about to explode: "What? What moved?"

Ji Dashi pointed to the people around him: "I saw the young master's hand touching your hair."

Zhuang Heng was full of mmp having nowhere to vent, but he had to maintain his image, and said with a smile: "Impossible, how could the dummy move? It should be because you read it wrong, of course, it might be because I accidentally touched it while I was asleep. Arrived."

Ji Dashi stuck his neck and carried his doubts to the end: "I'm not mistaken, and you didn't touch it."

Zhuang Heng took a deep breath: [ai, come out for me!I promise not to kill you! ]

ai: [Hey...Master, this is impossible, the system does not allow cloning of living bodies, this rule is dead, even after upgrading, I am wronged!Woooooo...]

Zhuang Heng suppressed his doubts and kept smiling: "Oshi, you must be wrong. If you don't believe me, I can..." He looked at the balance in his account, "I can also be your Such a dummy."

Then he got up and walked in front of Ji Dashi, pulled out a piece of his hair under his astonished and puzzled eyes, and blew on his hair like Brother Monkey, looking over Ji Dashi's shoulder: "Look."

Ji Dashi turned his head following his line of sight, and suddenly saw a person who was exactly like himself except for his eyes closed standing behind him. He was so frightened that he fell to the ground with a loud voice, and the back of his head was almost concussed by the door frame. He opened his mouth and raised his hand to rub his eyes vigorously, to make sure that he was not mistaken, he got up from the ground, pushed his copy body away, and rushed out crying and howling amidst the dull sound of the copy body falling to the ground.

Zhuang Heng poked his head and shouted, "Hey, hey, Dashi, what's the matter with you knocking on the door?"

The howling was interrupted, and not long after, Ji Dashi ran back again. With a pale face, he did not dare to look at the people on the ground, walked around the body with difficulty and walked into the door, closed the door forcefully like stopping a ghost, and took a few deep breaths before Turning back to the soul: "Xian, Xianjun, there are many refugees outside the city."

Zhuang Heng was a little surprised, but not too surprised. In this turbulent era, you conquered each other among the vassal states, and refugees were born every day. Some people stuck to their homes and refused to leave. They either died for the country or became prisoners. , and some choose to go to other countries to seek their way of life. The powerful vassal states are very willing to accept refugees, one is to earn reputation for themselves, and the other is to enrich themselves.

If these people had come a few months earlier, I am afraid that all of them would have become slaves of Commander Ye. Now that Ji Dashi is in power, it can be regarded as a stroke of luck.

Ji Dashi was kind-hearted, and came to tell him the news that he must want to take in those people, but now food is in short supply, and the people in the city are counting on Xianjun to live, so there are so many people and so many mouths at once, Xianjun's food is enough not enough?Ji Dashi was afraid that Xianjun would be unhappy, so he naturally wanted to ask Xianjun for his opinion.

Zhuang Heng was softer than Ji Dashi, and immediately asked, "How many people are there?"

Ji Dashi rubbed his hands uneasily: "The four city gates are crowded with people. It is estimated that there are [-] to [-] people in total, but they are all young and strong laborers. After the first difficult days, these people will not only open their mouths to eat in the future, We can still work in the fields, so we don’t suffer a lot.”

Zhuang Heng frowned: "They are all young and strong? No old and weak women and children?"

Ji Dashi shook his head: "No, but it seems that he is really hungry, and his face looks very bad, so white that there is no blood."

Zhuang Heng nodded, and felt something was wrong again: "You didn't take the old, weak, women and children with you when you fled. I don't know if those people are all dead or they are cold-blooded. You have to ask about this matter. You can accept them, but Don’t let them into the city easily, the residence registration of the people in the abandoned capital must be strictly managed, and the gates of the city must be guarded day and night.”

Ji Dashi nodded while listening, but still asked uneasy: "Then Xianjun...do you have enough food for them?"

Zhuang Heng took a deep breath: "Nonsense! Of course not enough!"

I only have the amount of a vegetable market every day, and I have to spend money to buy it. It is not enough to feed you people. Where can I get the surplus food to feed others!

Ji Dashi became more and more uneasy: "Then...how about I let them go somewhere else..."

"It's better to stabilize first, with so many strong laborers, we can't take advantage of others." Zhuang Heng thought for a while, "I'll go to the tower with you to have a look."

At this moment, a heart-piercing howl suddenly came from outside the door: "Boss!"

Before Zhuang Heng and Ji Dashi could react, the sound of footsteps had already come, and a dozen brothers who shared weal and woe rushed in and threw themselves on Ji Dashi's replica, roaring and pinching the ground, and someone yelled in fear, "No! I'm angry." The air froze for a moment, and the brothers began to cry loudly.

"Boss! What's wrong with you, Boss!"

"Boss, what the hell happened!"

"Boss, open your eyes and have a look! It's only been a few days, so just leave!"

"Boss, your old lady is still at my house. Yesterday she was talking about marrying you a wife. Do you have the heart to see her white-haired give away a black-haired one?"

"Who! Who did it? Go and arrest him!"

At this time, the door creaked open, and the real Ji Dashi poked his head out from inside, frightening the brothers to their knees. He was so moved that he burst into tears, and wiped his face with his hand: "I'm not dead!" , the ground is a dummy."

brothers:"???"

Ji Dashi opened all the doors, looked back at Zhuang Heng whose expression was indescribable, and then pointed to "Xiao Lang" who was lying on the couch: "That is also a dummy, and it was all conjured by the fairy. The magic power of the fairy is boundless. Blowing on your hair can turn your hair into a human!"

There was a series of breathing sounds outside the door, and the brothers all opened their mouths in a daze.

Zhuang Heng showed a pretentious smile again: "It scares you, I'd better put it away."

As soon as the words fell, "Xiao Lang" on the couch and "Ji Dashi" on the ground at the door disappeared instantly.

The brothers were not frightened this time, the eyes they looked at Zhuang Heng seemed to be on fire, so hot that they wanted to poke him into a sieve full of holes, but this burning heat was fleeting, and was soon overshadowed by deeper admiration. In the past, Zhuang Heng has always been the image of a benefactor. He has a noble brilliance of helping the world and saving people, but he is also quite approachable. It is completely different from the national teacher's style of deterring others with his own ability. This makes everyone not only respect Zhuang Heng. There are many emotions such as admiration and worship, and love and maintenance, but there is no fear.

After a short period of shock, the brothers immediately became excited and surrounded Zhuang Heng in a crowd, making their own requests one after another, but their voices were very unified.

"Xianjun, make me a dummy too!"

Zhuang Heng: "..."