Crane Chong dressed as a villain and a foolish king

After Zhuang Heng finished speaking, he turned around and left. Mr. Cheng was frightened out of his wits by his words, and his first reaction was to think it was ridiculous, but thinking of his identity, he didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly chased him: "Xianjun! Xianjun, please stay! "

Zhuang Heng let out a happy "Hey" in his heart, and turned around with an unfathomable face: "What? What else do you want to buy?"

Mr. Cheng shook his head hastily, thinking about it, he felt that he was not sincere enough, and then nodded his head like a pest, and asked tentatively: "Can you tell me, what did you mean by that just now? I... am I suffering from some serious illness?"

Zhuang Heng was silent.

Mr. Cheng was in a hurry, and bowed deeply to him: "I also ask Xianjun to save my next life!"

Zhuang Heng was silent for a while, then sighed softly: "You are not sick, it is a man-made disaster."

Mr. Cheng thumped in his heart, and his face became more and more ugly: "How do you say this? Can I ask Xianjun to give me some advice?"

Zhuang Heng looked at him, then at the attendants behind him, he immediately turned his head and glared at them, Zhuang Heng had already shown his shock, no one present would doubt his identity, those attendants didn't dare to say anything, and hurriedly lowered their heads back away.

Mr. Cheng turned his head and took a few steps forward: "Xianjun..."

Zhuang Heng felt that he was too close, and he was a little uncomfortable. He was about to step back, when suddenly a branch fell from the sky, brushed Mr. Cheng's forehead and fell to the ground. Mr. Cheng stopped, picked up the branch and looked up. Looking at the big trees with luxuriant branches and leaves on the side of the road, he didn't doubt that he was there, but he didn't go any further.

He looked at Zhuang Heng, anxiously waiting for Zhuang Heng to speak.

Zhuang Heng lowered his voice after showing off, "How is Lu Hou treating your sister?"

Mr. Cheng immediately sensed the source of the crisis, and his hairs stood on end: "Is it Lu Hou who wants to kill me?" He shook his head again and again, "Impossible, impossible, he has a deep relationship with my sister and husband, and he treats me very well, why? possible……"

Zhuang Heng looked at him: "Kecheng is dead."

Cheng Gongzi's words stuck in his throat.

Zhuang Heng said: "Lu Guo and Cheng Guo are close to each other, but Lu Hou doesn't understand the reason why the lips are dead and the teeth are cold. Song Guo was destroyed and Lu Guo's soldiers and horses did not move. Don't you think Lu Hou is short-sighted and selfish and cold-blooded?"

Mr. Cheng wanted to say that the weak state of Lu would not be able to help Cheng at all, but the words kept rolling around his lips and he couldn't say it. He really couldn't convince himself. It was only his fault that he had been betrayed by Lu Hou's crying poor for the past two years. Misery and hypocrisy blinded the eyes.

Zhuang Heng went on to say: "Chengguo is dead, and you two have lost your support. In Lu Hou's eyes, they are useless waste that can be discarded at any time. Lu Hou cares about his reputation and greets you because there is no one. Better to replace you."

Mr. Cheng was so shocked that his heart was pounding: "Will...someone replace us? Who will it be?"

He lives under someone else's roof, there is no theory of replacement, the only one who can replace him is his sister, is Lu Hou planning to kill his sister and marry another wife?Who will it be?Recently, only the envoys of Qi State came to see Lu Hou, could it be Qi State?But King Qi has not yet married a wife, has no daughters, and has no sisters of the right age...

Mr. Cheng said with the last trace of stubbornness, "Impossible. I go to the palace to see my sister every day. If there is any sign of it, it is impossible for my sister not to tell me."

Zhuang Heng showed pity: "Lu Hou was poisoned recently, and he just walked through the gate of hell. You still come out to hunt today. Did your sister not tell you, or did your sister not even know about it?"

Mr. Cheng seemed to be struck by lightning, the blood on his face "swiped" away completely, and the branch in his hand fell to the ground.

Speaking of this, Mr. Cheng could no longer take any precautions against Zhuang Heng, and even had no choice but to regard Zhuang Heng as a life-saving straw because he had no power. He was flustered, rushed over and grabbed Zhuang Heng's clothes and knelt on the ground: " I also ask Xianjun to point out the way!"

Another branch fell from the sky and almost hit Young Master Cheng on the head. Young Master Cheng is a martial arts practitioner, how can there be a second time after the first time, he immediately noticed it and backed away.

The branch fell between him and Zhuang Heng. Zhuang Heng raised his head to look at the tree in doubt, but didn't find any clues. He just murmured in his heart: What's wrong with this tree?

Young Master Cheng not only looked at the tree, but also turned his head to look around vigilantly, but still found nothing unusual. He frowned, looked at Zhuang Heng again, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat.

Both times they dropped branches when they were close to Xianjun, how could it be such a coincidence?Could it be Xianjun?Xianjun doesn't like mortals approaching him, so he gestured with a tree branch?Xianjun is so tactful, is it because he is afraid of hurting my face by directly speaking?

Mr. Cheng once again made up his mind and moved himself. He looked at Zhuang Heng with tears in his eyes, and continued the previous topic earnestly: "Please help me! If my sister and I survive this calamity, I will be the king of Xian from now on." Be a cow or a horse, no matter what!"

Zhuang Heng pretended to be hesitant: "This...it's not necessary to be a cow or a horse, I do need help with some things."

Young Master Cheng was in high spirits: "Please tell me, Xianjun!"

Zhuang Heng was no longer polite, and briefly talked about the fact that someone pretended to be his disciple, only concealing Qi Guo's role in this matter: "Lu Hou didn't make this matter public, he must be afraid of the court, you know, Years ago the imperial court cut Qinghou's title, and it was easy to deal with Luhou, but Luhou was angry after all, and now he regards me as an enemy, but I can come and go freely, but my disciples and guards are all mortals Meat fetuses can only be stopped outside the city."

When Mr. Cheng heard that it was such a simple matter, he immediately patted his chest: "Isn't it just going to the city? Xianjun just takes people with me, and they don't dare to ask more questions. If Xianjun wants to rectify his name, I can also replace Xianjun. Your contribution!"

With Mr. Cheng as his partner, Zhuang Heng's actions were really much more convenient. He asked Mr. Cheng to pretend he didn't know anything, went hunting and playing as usual, made an agreement with him, and then disappeared on the spot.

Young Master Cheng's eyes were straightened, and he was thoroughly conquered by the fairy who came and went without a trace.

After the system upgrade, Zhuang Heng's teleportation no longer needs to start the live broadcast. There are many things beside the stream that he took out from the space. He randomly locks on one and uses the tracking function, and returns to his team in the blink of an eye. The thing is to allocate manpower.

"Tian Yi, some of you have shown your face at the gate of the city, and some of you have shown your face in front of Young Master Cheng, so don't follow me. I have other things for you to do."

Tian Yi and the others bowed their heads respectfully: "Yes!"

Zhuang Heng looked at the fish in the bucket, which he caught from the river in the morning. With a slight movement of his mind, the fish disappeared from the bucket and appeared in his system space at the same time. Because it did not directly move into the water, the fish was on the shore Painfully twitching her cheeks, flipping over from time to time.

Zhuang Heng originally thought that he needed to enter the system to send the fish into the water, but he didn't expect that the fish would instantly move into the water as soon as he moved his mind.

ai exclaimed: [Successful!It worked! ]

In the past, he could only take out or put back the things in the system. This is the first time that foreign objects have been sent into the system, and they are still living things. It is alive, and he really has an amazing space!

Zhuang Heng suppressed the excitement in his heart, and told Tian Yi and the others: "Go to the surrounding villages as merchants, and buy living things at high prices... Those that fly in the sky, those that walk on the ground, and those that swim in the water, come here. No one will be rejected, but there is one requirement, it must be intact, healthy and lively, not injured at all, and not lethargic."

Everyone didn't understand what he was going to do, but they had personally experienced the re-emergence of the abandoned capital. They had unconditional trust in Zhuang Heng and agreed without hesitation.

Tian Yi asked: "What is the high price?"

Zhuang Heng said: "The price is high if the farmers are willing to give up farming. You decide for yourself. It should not be too high. I won't be taken advantage of."

Tian Yi's heart skipped a beat. Others were confused, but he had read the book, and he had a vague guess in his heart: "Yes! I will definitely live up to the entrustment of the fairy!"

It was almost noon, and after everyone had a simple meal, Tian Yi led a group of people to leave with tasks. Zhuang Heng thought that he would be busy after entering the city, so he started cooking medicinal food for Xiao Lang in advance. He never let Xiao Lang's medicinal food If others intervene, the apprentices can't help, and they can't wait for him to assign tasks, so they feel a little anxious.

Zhu Yongmeng saw that his forehead was hot and sweaty, so he came over to fan him with a fan, and said angrily while fanning: "Master, King Qi wants to ruin your reputation, this matter can't be left alone! He is not Send people to pretend to be your disciples? Why don't we go and fight them, and let the local people see who is real and who is fake!"

Zhuang Heng smiled: "You are right, it's time for us to expand the division."

He was thinking about this matter last night, and he already had a rough plan in his mind, but he didn't bring out many people. If he wanted to cast a wide net like King Qi, first of all, the number of people was stretched. He looked up. Look at the apprentices: "Originally, I planned to wait until I had gained a firm foothold in the Lu country before throwing you out, but now it seems that I can't wait any longer. After a while, Mr. Cheng will send a group of chariots and horses. The chariots and horses are prepared for you. Separate yourselves. How about taking action and going to other countries to flex your muscles?"

The disciples all listened with pricked ears. Hearing the words, they were all gearing up and saying yes. Zhu Yongmeng asked enthusiastically, "Master, where are we going?"

Zhuang Heng thought for a while, and arranged some of the more important countries first, and allocated them to the apprentices one by one, and finally said: "You are all going alone, and you don't even have a helper around you, so you can only find out slowly by yourself. It is very difficult, success or failure in the future depends on your performance. In addition, there are too few masters, and I will accept a few more apprentices in Lu State later. You have gone to other places, and anyone who is available can ask me to go and see Look, those who are suitable can be accepted as masters, what you are looking for is not my apprentice, but my grandson."

Everyone listened to his order and nodded.

Zhuang Heng said again: "By the way, since King Qi sent people to pretend to be my disciples, those people's culinary skills must not be bad. You are just getting started. Don't be aggressive in your skills. It is easy to fall into the way of others."

Everyone nodded again.

Like an old father, Zhuang Heng gave a few baskets of words, and finally said: "You can call me over if you encounter any problems."

The apprentices were dumbfounded, and Zhu Yongmeng asked: "Can the emperor hear what we say thousands of miles away?"

Zhuang Heng took out a shovel from the system: "That's not true, I can only hear your words if you pick up the shovel and call Master."

The system sets the trigger condition for the apprentices to do the live broadcast is to pick up the spatula. As long as they pick up the spatula, the live broadcast room will automatically open, and the system will give a reminder that Zhuang Heng cannot stay in the live broadcast room at all times, and can only be handed over to The system helps to monitor, but in view of ai's unreliable record, Zhuang Heng expressed disdain for ai's self-recommendation, so ai wrote a program in tears, and a special program will automatically monitor in the future. Once the apprentices pick up the spatula and shout Master, the program will send out a reminder. If Zhuang Heng doesn't watch the live broadcast in time, the system will record the screen and watch it when Zhuang Heng is free.

It can be said to be quite advanced.

Zhuang Heng cooked the medicinal food and put it in the incubator. At this time, the carriage arranged by Mr. Cheng came over. Mr. Cheng wanted to show his hospitality in person, but Zhuang Heng stopped his idea in advance, so the person who came was a horseman. He smiled obsequiously and said, Mr. Cheng Guo has already paid the money, and the money and goods are equal, so there is no need for Zhuang Heng and the others to spend more, and he left happily after speaking.

The apprentices circled around the tall horse and the spacious carriage, admiring repeatedly.

Zhuang Heng also sighed: "If it weren't for the righteousness of Mr. Cheng, we would have to drink the northwest wind in the past few days." ]

ai looked at his IOU: […]

The amount owed is not too big, but it can't bear his high consumption. Fortunately, today, he got rid of Mr. Cheng who is a fool with a lot of money. Glass tableware, a set of colorful and fresh melamine tableware, a magical self-heating pot, a few cakes made by apprentices but almost wasted because they couldn't eat them... Said to take them back to help him sell them, I don't know if it's a real consignment or as a treasure to give away, anyway, the money has arrived, and Zhuang Heng is satisfied.

As for the money, of course it cannot be kept.

Zhuang Heng spent money like running water, and immediately removed a large pile of kitchen utensils and tableware from the system, piling up like a mountain in the circle surrounded by apprentices.

The disciples blushed with excitement: "Master, is this taken out for us to share?"

Zhuang Heng nodded.

The apprentices who were still in love with each other a moment ago stared at each other like enemies.

"I'm the big brother, the rice cooker belongs to me!"

"I get the most compliments, and the soybean milk machine is mine!"

"I'm a little junior brother, a caring little padded jacket of the master, no one can compete with me for the dishwasher!"

"..."

AI watched the excitement: [Wow!Fight up fight! ]

Zhuang Heng: [...The ancients are right, don't worry about scarcity but unevenness, and feel tired. ]

ai: [Master, they have already robbed everything! ]

Zhuang Heng looked at the evacuated ground: [...I saw it. ]

After the disciples finished grabbing the things, they gathered around happily: "Master, is there any more?"

Zhuang Heng: "..."

No matter how poor you are, you can't afford poor education, no matter how hard you are, you can't suffer children. If you have more than one child in your family, you must pay attention to equal distribution.

Zhuang Heng nodded: "Yes."

ai: [Master, you didn't. ]

Zhuang Heng was embarrassed [... Let's talk verbally first. ]

AI suddenly became excited: [Master!Did you forget the copy function! ]

Zhuang Heng: [Damn it! ]

The copy function is unlocked early, and the cost is very low. It only costs 500 Jinjiang coins for one day to copy one, which is five yuan, which is really cheap!

But with such a flamboyant function, he actually only used it to copy a living person like Xiao Lang, what about his brain?

ai: [Love makes people dizzy. ]

Zhuang Heng: […]

After a while, Zhuang Heng, who picked up an electric kettle to copy, suddenly stopped, frowned and asked: [Before I copied my brother's body, did you renew the fee? ]

ai: [No, it’s not the owner, you have already renewed your subscription! ]

Zhuang Heng's heart skipped a beat: [...I didn't. ]

ai: [Huh? ]

The author has something to say: ai: It's so annoying, why does my brother always have bugs!

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