Crane Chong dressed as a villain and a foolish king

In the early morning of the next day, Zhuang Heng jumped out of the carriage after changing his clothes and yawning. Immediately, an apprentice came over with a cup and washbasin to serve him to wash and wash. The ancients respected the teacher, and the apprentices scrambled to serve him at first. They fought in order, and it was only through the establishment of a shift system that the conflict was settled. With this kind of intention, Zhuang Heng went to do as the Romans did, accepting the filial piety of his apprentices calmly, took the water cup and self-made toothbrush and stood by the downstream stream to rinse his mouth.

Seeing his tired face, the apprentice clenched his fists angrily: "Master didn't sleep well last night, he must have made that thief surnamed Song and the sinister and cunning King Qi very angry!"

Zhuang Heng was almost choked on the toothpaste. He was really angry by King Qi, but it didn't affect his sleep because of this incident. However, he was too ashamed to tell the real reason why he couldn't fall asleep because of his supernatural event. In the middle of the night, he dreamed that Xiao Lang came to accompany him, hugged him and patted him to comfort him. After he calmed down, he fell asleep for a while. The current state of mind is too common for modern day sleepers, so he can only work and rest healthy The ancients made a fuss.

He grunted with mouthwash in his mouth and fooled around casually.

A few apprentices were cooking breakfast not far away, and the system triggered a program to automatically start a live broadcast for them. The audience saw Zhuang Heng's figure from the live broadcast, and they were all so excited that they sent barrages to say good morning.

Barrage [-]: [Huahua] Good morning Hengheng!Are you camping again?When can I enter the city?It looks so hard.

Barrage [-]: [Huahua] These anchors are too serious about cooking, they don't interact with the audience even once, Heng Heng, you should say a few words!

Barrage [-]: [Huahua] Brother dei in front, did you not come last night?Didn't know we'd already reached an astonishing conclusion?

Barrage [-]: [Huahua] I dug out all the old mobile phones and tablets at home, and now the live broadcast rooms of several anchors are put together, and I can see the panorama.

Barrage [-]: [Huahua] Hahahaha, you are such a clever ghost!

Barrage [-]: [Huahua] Are you all so calm?Well, to be honest, I'm quite calm, but it's just a subtle feeling. Thinking that Hengheng might really need our help, I'm a little happy and a little worried.

Barrage [-]: [Hua Hua] So it must be true that Heng Heng said that he has a farm. He is curious and wants to see the farm.

Barrage [-]: [Huahua] What kind of magical focus is this hahahaha!

Apprentices couldn’t see the bullet screen full of bullet screens. Zhuang Heng could watch it if he wanted to, just call up their live broadcast room, but he didn’t pay attention to the live broadcast at all at the moment. His apprentice combed his hair, focused his eyes on the clear stream and the cozy little fish in the stream, grinned his teeth after looking at it for a while, and began to inhale: "Hiss——lightly, lightly!"

His apprentice is Li Wu, and he and Zhu Yongmeng came to the same goal by different routes. After Zhu Yongmeng became Zhuang Heng's apprentice, he became thin from a fat man to a lean and strong man. As the name suggests, Kong Wu is powerful, and Li Wu has a good intention to respect his master. He can be a qualified cook, and he can grasp the seasoning well. It's a pity that he doesn't know how to comb his hair. Zhuang Heng is a little worried that he will go bald again.

Li Wu's face was flushed, he combed him in a hurry, inserted the jade hairpin, and said dejectedly: "Master, I must be gentle next time."

Zhuang Heng was tired, but his face was kind: "It's okay, don't blame yourself."

Li Wu almost burst into tears: "Master is too kind to me! I must practice hard!"

"What's so good about combing your hair?" Zhuang Heng waved his hand, "Now start farming soon?"

Li Wu was distracted, and didn't understand why he asked this suddenly: "It's the farming season. I saw someone working in the field yesterday on the road. Master, why do you ask this?"

Zhuang Heng thought for a while: "We'll talk about it when we enter the city."

Entering the city is not easy, especially since they were chased and killed by the guards yesterday, it would be a trap for them to go directly. Fortunately, the incident of Lu Hou's poisoning has not been made public, and the guards have only received orders from their superiors to say for sure Letting anyone related to the Immortal Lord let him go is not clear. Since the news has not been spread, there is still room for manipulation. At least the people of Lu Kingdom are still curious or even not disgusted with him as an Immortal Lord.

Zhuang Heng asked Ao Ning to lurk in the city with the people from the dark city, and finally got the news that Lu Hou's brother-in-law was out of the city to hunt. Zhuang Heng was shocked: "Choose a few people and follow me!"

Luhou's brother-in-law was named Cheng, Zhuang Heng didn't remember what it was called, but he only remembered that this boy was the youngest son of Chenghou, Chengguo had been annexed by the neighboring Song Kingdom, Chenghou and Chengguo's sons were dead, only the youngest son escaped by chance , came to Lu country to join his sister, that is, Lu Hou's wife. Lu Hou was very conniving to this brother-in-law who had developed a dandy habit, and gave him whatever he wanted. The most plausible reason for coming out to have fun under the condition of being poisoned is that he was ignorant and Lu Hou intentionally concealed it.

Zhuang Heng thought about it until midnight last night, and decided to put his mind on this young master of Chengguo.

Now he has left the team alone, turning into a crane shape and hovering high in the sky, letting He Long, who is the most gentle-looking among his apprentices and most suitable for playing the role of a businessman, lead the team to intercept Young Master Cheng.

There are people from the dark city as sentries, and it is easy to find Mr. Cheng. The two parties met on a narrow road, and He Long politely avoided. Mr. Cheng originally looked at them with his nostrils, but when he passed by, he noticed that they were tightly wrapped in oilcloth. A delivery carriage, Manile stopped the horse and turned around to catch up, raising his voice: "Hey! Who are you? What is in the carriage?"

He Long walked out of the queue, smiling like a slick profiteer, cupped his hands and said, "We are businessmen passing by here, and the cars are loaded with goods we intend to sell."

Mr. Cheng said, "What goods?" The man had jumped off his horse and strode over with a whip, and raised his hand unceremoniously to remove a corner of the tarpaulin.

With just one glance, his eyes widened in shock: "This... this is..."

He Long hurriedly put down the oilcloth, with a nervous expression on his face: "My Patriarch bought it from the capital with a lot of money. The gold is expensive. The seller has explained that it should not be exposed to the wind and sun, otherwise it will be useless in a few years. "

Young Master Cheng domineeringly lifted the tarpaulin again, and a follower next to him scolded: "My Young Master asked you what it is, why don't you tell me the truth?"

He Long pretended to be panic, and hurriedly knelt on the ground: "Your...Young Master...So it's Mr. Lu Guo? The little one has no eyes, it's really disrespectful, please forgive me!"

Mr. Cheng was suddenly embarrassed, he was just a subjugated son who was dependent on others, how could he compare with Mr. Lu?He glared at the entourage next to him angrily, and the entourage also noticed that he had slapped the horse's ass on the horse's leg, and quickly lowered his head, looking like he was beating and scolding.

Zhuang Heng secretly "tsk": [Xiao Longlong's acting skills are quite good! ]

Xiao Lang, who was in the system space, pursed his lips tightly, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, obviously jealous because of Zhuang Heng's slightly teasing title.

Zhuang Heng didn't notice this, and said again: "But I'm a little surprised, Mr. Cheng is not too muddy, and he knows that he is under the fence. ]

ai: [So he is not stupid?Is it not easy to fool? ]

Zhuang Heng: [No, it's better to fool around, no, it should be said to be better to cooperate. ]

Mr. Cheng said impatiently: "Get up, I want to ask you something, what is on this car?"

He Long got up, struggled for a moment, leaned close to him and said in a low voice: "They are all the treasures of the celestial beings, some of which are magical artifacts, and some are delicacies. Our Patriarch paid a lot of money to buy them! What the young master just saw is Immortal Pot, as long as you wash the rice and pour it in, add some water, you can cook a pot of fragrant rice by yourself, without burning wood and looking at the stove, which is very worry-free.”

Mr. Cheng pampered himself, and he didn't have to worry about eating. When he heard that this fairy artifact was used for cooking, he was immediately disappointed and felt a waste of everything.

Seeing his thoughts, He Long opened the oilcloth at another corner and showed him a set of knives inside. The stainless steel knives were as bright as snow, and the blades were sharp. The various shapes dazzled the eye. The young master was already trembling with excitement: "I want all these knives!"

He Long was pleasantly surprised: "Young master likes it, so it's the best, but the magic weapon of this fairy has spiritual power, the price can't be low."

Mr. Cheng was impatient: "Nah, you businessmen like to gossip, don't you just want to sell it at a good price, it's not that I can't afford it, so just say it."

He Long smiled "hehe", stretched out his hand and made a gesture of three, as if he didn't dare to hold back any more, he opened his mouth like a lion, "300 million taels of gold, a handful."

Young master Cheng jumped back in fright: "You fucking eat me!"

He Long hastily changed his words: "Two million taels of gold! No, one million!" As if he was afraid that he would run away, he quickly asked someone to lift off the oilcloth on the two carts, revealing a lot of treasures underneath, "If you are not satisfied, my lord, There are also cheap ones here!"

At this time, an ethereal and angry voice suddenly floated from the sky: "Bold thief, I dare to steal my things!"

The sound seems close but not close, far and not far away, and it sounds like ethereal fairy music to the ears. It is an effect deliberately created by Zhuang Heng by using the trachea structure in the red-crowned crane's body similar to an orchestral instrument. As soon as he utters the sound, Cheng Gongzi and others are stunned. .

He Long's complexion changed suddenly, and he said in a panic, "I've been discovered! Run!"

Mr. Cheng looked at them in confusion, saw them turning around in a panic, and hurriedly chased after them: "Hey, don't run!"

A group of people rushed forward in a mess, and suddenly stopped, and saw a tall person standing with his back facing them at the end of the road, with an aura as graceful as an exiled fairy, and that person turned around slowly, with a face that matched his aura very well. Cheng Gongzi's eyes were straightened.

Zhuang Heng tried his best to keep his shape, and his expression was indifferent: "I don't like killing people, so leave your things and leave."

After Zhuang Heng changed back to human form, his voice was no longer so ethereal, and there was a little more smoke and fire, but there was no difference in other things. Therefore, without the need for others to explain, Mr. Cheng guessed the identity of Zhuang Heng, and he couldn't help but widen his eye sockets, his pupils were full of stunning.

ai: [Master, I think the surname Cheng looks at you wrongly. ]

Zhuang Heng: [Nonsense, I appear on stage so gorgeously, it's not normal for his eyes to match. ]

ai: [I didn't mean that...]

Zhuang Heng didn't bother to talk to it, and looked at He Long and others with a little majesty.

He Long: "..."

Master, can you be so majestic as an old man?The disciples were so frightened that their legs went limp.

But no matter how weak the legs are, the play that should be performed still has to be performed.

He Long drew his sword, looking desperate, he gritted his teeth and said, "A little boy with yellow hair dares to call himself a fairy king, if you are sensible, get out of the way!"

Zhuang Heng raised his eyelids: "If you want to take back what belongs to me, you can take it back. It's not your turn to argue."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand towards the carriage, and slowly closed his open palm. The moment he clenched into a fist, the cargo that was full of two carriages suddenly disappeared out of thin air without a trace.

Cheng Gongzi's eyes were almost out of frame: "!!!"

Zhuang Heng looked at He Long and the others, narrowing his eyes slightly: "Why don't you get out?"

He Long and others rolled away crying and howling, and some of them rolled back for a while and then ran back to drive away the carriage left behind in the panic.

Zhuang Heng: "..."

ai sighed: [Master, I really want to award them Oscar statuettes! ]

In the group performance position, Zhuang Heng and Mr. Cheng were left staring at each other. Mr. Cheng ran over excitedly and asked earnestly, "Are you an immortal?"

Zhuang Heng glanced at him and nodded slightly, but his heart was about to vomit to death from his own posturing.

Mr. Cheng blushed, "I thought they were serious businessmen, and I wanted to buy something from them. Fortunately, Xianjun arrived in time!"

Zhuang Heng stared at him seriously, and his expression eased: "What do you want to buy?"

Mr. Cheng's blood boiled with excitement at this sight: "I want to buy those sharp knives! If Xianjun is willing to make a move, I will buy it at any price!"

Zhuang Heng: "..."

ai: [Fuck, this development is different from what you expected, is he stupid? ]

As soon as Xiao Lang heard that this person was plotting something wrong, he couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed out of the system quickly, and plunged into the grass half a person's height nearby. Zhuang Heng vaguely felt that the hair behind him was lifted by a breeze, but because he didn't hear the sound, and Unaware of it, Mr. Cheng saw a shadow flashing beside him, and stared in amazement.

Zhuang Heng was as immobile as a mountain: "What are you looking at?"

Cheng Gongzi: "Oh, nothing."

Xianjun can make so many things disappear, and there is nothing wrong with the shadow shaking.

Zhuang Heng said: "Just now you said you wanted to buy a knife..."

Young Master Cheng immediately came back to his senses, and looked at him with bright eyes: "Yes! I wonder if Xianjun is willing to part with you?"

Zhuang Heng stared at him again with that serious look, and finally sighed softly: "Oh... just sell it, I'll give it to you."

Young Master Cheng was overwhelmed with surprise, thinking of his ambiguous eyes, he couldn't help but start to imagine: "Xian Jun...why is he so kind to me?"

Zhuang Heng: "???"

What's with that shy look on his face?

Xiao Lang gritted his teeth and grabbed a bunch of tender grass beside him, forcefully resisting the urge to rush up and kick people away.

Zhuang Heng took out the set of knives from the space, controlled the knives with his mind, and floated in front of Mr. Cheng. Mr. Cheng was flattered and stretched out his hands to catch it: "Xianjun—"

Zhuang Heng sighed again: "It's not been a few good days, and the wish before death should be satisfied no matter what, so I won't charge you."

Young Master Cheng's smile cracked instantly: "???"

The author has something to say: Mr. Cheng: Meow meow?

Brother: Oh!

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【Qixi Small Theater】

As the Qixi Festival is approaching, Zhuang Heng wants to spend some romance with Xiao Lang in the two-person world.

Zhuang Heng: "Leave the government affairs to my son. Now that the world is peaceful, it's okay to let him work for you for two days."

Xiao Lang nodded: "That's exactly what I mean. He's grown up and needs to shoulder the responsibility."

The two fathers called their sons over, exhorting them one after another.

Zhuang Heng: "I know you always wanted to grow up."

The son wants to cry but has no tears: "No, I don't want to."

Xiao Lang: "You have always wanted to prove that you are an adult."

The son shook his head in horror: "No, I don't want to."

Zhuang Heng: "You can't be passive and sabotage your work."

Xiao Lang: "Be sure to take it seriously."

Son: "Woo..."

Burning the lamp to study hard every night is already very hard, I don’t want to work!

Zhuang Heng: "Oh, by the way, Dad hasn't told you a story for a long time. After Qin Shihuang unified the world, his son Hu Hai..."

Son collapsed: "I work! I must work hard!"

On Qixi Festival, the son who runs the family alone is deeply in the fear of being dominated by Qin Ershi.

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Heh, every kiss will be reviewed, and what kind of sweet Tanabata is written, wow!Anyway, now that you have a son, the degree of sweetness is up to you to experience. [shoulder clap]