Scum of the Cultivation World Chapter 466: Death to accompany his wife (2)

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Hearing this, Zhang Peng couldn't fight. He also knows that the master is now Mr. Zhu, who looks at Yue Qianchou inquiringly.

"Oh! Now that I know who I am, I dare to follow, and I'm not afraid." Yue Qianchou said with a faint smile: "Why follow me, tell me honestly, if there is a false story, immediately tear you to feed the dog, Speak. "

Although he said something with a smile, Wen Chongzheng was cold on his back, and he did not dare to doubt that the other party was joking. Immediately, the wall climbed up and said tremblingly: "The younger generation is Chongzheng, the second son of the peaceful Wang Wen of the Biwan Kingdom. Today I heard Uncle Bai and my father Wang talking about sir. The Inn at the bottom of the foot. After seeing that Mr. came out, he couldn't help but follow. "

"Ca n’t help but follow?" Yue Qianchou smiled playfully, narrowing his eyes slightly, remembering some of the things about Biwan Kingdom recorded in Jade Slip, especially that the royal noble can only have one There are already some speculations in the heir's rules.

The fan knocked in the palm of his hand: "A prince who is about to be demoted to civilians is still daring to seduce him in front of me. Zhang Peng, screw his head down. Give it to his laozi!"

"Mr. Rao Fate!" Before waiting for Zhang Peng to start his hands, Wen Chong was kneeling down, shaking his head in shock, "The gentleman's eyes are like a torch, and the kid is following the gentleman. After he finished talking, he couldn't stand close to the ground, and his body was trembling. This kind of feeling that his life was on his feet made him regret it.

Yue Qianchou waved a fan and let Zhang Peng stop. Seemingly unknowingly said: "Want to dip my light? Do you want to inherit the prince's throne, or want to be the emperor of Biwan country?"

This sentence hit the weak points of the kneeling person, Wen Chongzheng suddenly hit like chicken blood, Huo raised his head, not afraid.

He came to Yue Qianchou because he knew Mr. Nongzhu ’s influence in Biyawon. He originally wanted to ask Yue Qianchou to open his mouth. Perhaps his father would n’t dare to fool Mr. Zhu ’s face and inherit the throne. Basically fell on himself.

Who knows ... who knows that Mr. Nong Zhu spoke lightly about the words of the emperor, listening to his tone and trying to send himself to the throne is not a big deal. Wen Chong's blood was boiling right away, forcibly suppressing the surprise in his heart, clenching his fists and respectfully saying: "The boy does not dare to pick three and choose four, and is willing to obey Mr. arrangement."

Humph! It's not stupid, I know it's too late! Yue Qianchou opened the golden folding fan, admiring the large group of rich peonies above, leisurely said: "Why should I help you arrange, what are my benefits?"

Zhang Peng's eyes drooped slightly from the side, the master is the master, and the trick is the means. Worth learning!

Wen Chongzheng's spirit is revitalized, and he is afraid that others will not help. Since the conditions are set, it will be easier to handle. Immediately said with a deep face: "Thunder and rain dew are all graces granted by the gentleman, but whereever the kid can have a little bit of future, as long as the gentleman commanded him, how powerful the kid is, how much power for the gentleman."

The hidden meaning in his words is very simple. If you can let me be a prince, within the authority of the prince, you can let me do whatever you want. If you let me be the emperor, within the authority of the emperor, you can do the same.

"Wen Congzheng, Chongzheng, this name is well made, and it is really the material of Congzheng." Yue Qianchou smiled faintly.

"Uh ..." Wen Chongzheng smiled awkwardly: "Mr. Misunderstood, Chong is the respect of the predecessors, it is just as decent as the predecessors, not engaged in politics.

**! Damn it, talent! A lord who can bend and stretch, and can make everything for the higher. Tougher than Lao Tzu! Yue Qianchou looked at this guy with a straight eye, and his face was dignified, but there was a hint of shadow in the expression, which was indeed a look of Xiao Xiongxiong.

"Get up! How can the future emperor always kneel." Yue Qianchou's tone softened a lot. Zhang Peng's eyes flickered everywhere, and the master was a real cow, and he casually allowed others to be emperors, and he didn't know when they would be honored.

Wen Chongzheng heard the spirit, and stood up and said, "No matter what the boy becomes, I will never dare to ask him in front of my husband."

"Okay! Stop being numb and stop following me." Yue Qianchou patted him on the shoulder with a fan and said, "I'm thinking about your business, go back! I will do something. Looking for you. "

"It's okay, the juniors have practiced martial arts since childhood, they can move and carry, and they can sell some power when they go shopping with their husbands." Wen Chongzheng said charmingly, and glanced at Zhang Peng subconsciously after the eyes. Obviously, he followed along and knew Zhang Peng's hard work.

Zhang Peng immediately gave him the appreciative look, this shopping is really not a man's business, the kid is good!

"Huh?" Yue Qianchou's face was cold, and there was a cold snort in his nasal cavity. Seems to be saying, dare not listen to me?

A breathtaking chill came, and Wen Chongzheng couldn't help shivering. He quickly bowed and said: "The boy knows the wrong, the boy says goodbye." He turned around and quickly walked out of the way.

The three of them then came out slowly, and Fu Rong continued her passionate shopping ...

Along the way, I can feel that the entire Dayang City is filled with a festive atmosphere, from the mouth of the civilians on the road. The topic I heard the most was the emperor ’s daughter-in-law, the third princess, Zhao Shenxiang, who contested the election of a horse.

From time to time on the streets, you can see the wealthy and wealthy people from all over the world wandering around, and spend money in shops that can be seen. The most happy is the bosses who do business. Who is unhappy when the business is booming?

The three of them stumbled on a tempting flavour of meat on the street and saw a big man with three big and three thick being selling lamb chops on the street. With a big wave of Yue Qianchou, the three of them walked over to prepare for Iftar.

The fiery red charcoal stove, the lamb chops with golden color and tender tenderness, the roasted oil and fat dripped into the charcoal fire, and there was a little fly ash. The boss ordered the material to spread on a row of skewers quickly, and the skillful movement attracted many customers to wait.

The three of them were mixed among the various beings and became roadside eaters. Fu Rong swayed in the vast sea for a long time, no longer afraid of strangers, mixed with the roasted lamb chops in the crowd and choked unscrupulously.

Most of the time in Yue Qianchou, her attention was on her. When she saw her mouth full of oil, she occasionally drew a piece of cloth and wiped her face. Fu Rong always gave a smirk, and the heart of Yue Qianchou was soft.

Pedestrians on the roadside cast strange eyes on the two. In this era, men and women are more conservative under the general public, and no one has ever seen men dare to be so bold on the streets.

At the same time men despise. The exposed female family looked at Fu Rong with unusually envious eyes. In everyone's eyes, Yue Qianchou is handsome and extraordinary, Fu Rong is mediocre, but this mediocre woman has won such a good man's favor, it makes people feel very unreasonable.

So many people speculated that this man must have eaten soft rice. Although the woman is not long, she must have a family background.

Zhang Peng was speechless after seeing the intimate samples of the two of them, Qingqing and I, the utopian leader and the figure of the realm of integrity. There is actually this side. In fact, he has always had a question. The utopian Qu Ping'er maid was the first one he knew, and now there is another maid, I do n’t know if there are other maids. If so, which one is bigger and which one is smaller?

The owner of the grilled lamb chops has long noticed the three people on the side. When the business is a little lighter, it is not so busy. Suddenly he picked up three skewers of roasted lamb and sent them to the hands of three people. The three of them took their hands and looked at each other.

"Eat! Do n’t pay for it! I gave it to you!" The five big and three thick guys smiled heartily: "I saw it, the son is a good person, the lady is also a blessed person, and this big brother is also A real person. "

He has been observing and commenting in the market for a long time. Yue Qianchou's eyes on Fu Rong are not hypocritical, which is not what other people think. And the eyes of Fu Rong are clean and pure, that is not something that can be pretended. When Zhang Peng was eating, he observed the surroundings at any time, intentionally or unintentionally separating the two from the others, obviously a guard-like person, very responsible. So he had this judgment.

Yue Qianchou didn't care about other things he said, but he was very happy to praise Fu Rong, and nodded and praised: "The boss is indeed very visionary, and my wife is naturally the most blessed person in the world. This Well said, it's time to reward! "A large ingot of yellow gold was directly drawn into the boss's hand.

The boss was dumbfounded. How long would he have to stand in order to earn such a big amount of gold! Waving again and again: "Can't stand it, can't stand it!"

Zhang Peng sneered coldly: "My husband said that you can afford it, you can afford it, and then wordy, I smashed your stall." Yue Qianchou smiled and nodded silently. Several guests in front of the booth looked at each other for the first time and saw the forcible forced collection of money.

The boss accosted the gold ingot and smiled awkwardly: "The son is a noble, then I will not be polite with my son. The lamb chops I grill here, although the three of the sons eat, please ask the son not to be polite Well, otherwise I can't sleep with the money. "

"This transaction is required. Good deal." Yue Qianchou nodded in agreement. The three of them were so polite, they ate what they wanted, and chatted with the boss from time to time.

The sky gradually shrouded in a layer of twilight, and the three were about to go back, when a team of guards rode a high-headed horse to open the road in front, followed by a luxurious carriage. Yue Qianchou didn't take it seriously. The world is so expensive, but just glanced casually, but suddenly found that the leading horsemen were familiar with it, and I couldn't remember where I saw them.

When the carriage passed by, an old man riding a horse on one side made his eyes squint lightly, and those in front reminded him of who he was. This old man is no one else. It is the Green Light Sect elder Lu Wanqian who disappeared from Hundred Flowers Valley Righteous Cultivator Alliance after Green Light Sect was wiped out. The first few were also disciples of Green Light Sect. Yue Qianchou originally wanted to find this old guy to settle the accounts, but unfortunately no one was found, I didn't expect to encounter it here, it's really a narrow road ...