The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 658: The king of town

The king of the town was placed in a small remote village in Luo County by Gao Fengtian. Originally, the king of the town thought that Murong Jie would arrange for him to go to Dazhou, but he didn't expect that he had not yet arrived at the feet of the emperor. Although there was resentment, but these days It was also calm, and no pursuers came to search.

There are only a few hundred people in the small village. More than a hundred people died during the earthquake epidemic. Now, there are only more than 300 people left.

Gao Fengtian is kind to the people in this village. When he brought the king of the town, he said that he was a cousin from the countryside. He came here because of the difficulty of walking and wanted to find a quiet place to live. The villagers were kind and treated him well. Also a lot of care.

The king of the town knew that his life was in the hands of others, and he didn't dare to put on airs, but in the end he didn't know how to do laundry and cooking, and after he contracted the epidemic, he always coughed and his body became a lot worse , Over time, the name of a lazy man fell in the village.

Because he is Gao Fengtian's cousin, everyone is not disrespectful, and occasionally comes to help him cook. As for the laundry and other housework, he has to do it himself.

This prince, who has been precious for half his life, has tasted the hard work of being a small-headed commoner for the first time.

It really cost him half his life.

"Lazy man, aren't you going to the ground today?" Villager Chen Sange walked past his door and laughed jokingly.

The town king snuggled by the door and said lazily, "I have a headache today."

"Didn't you say you had a stomachache yesterday? Why did you have a headache today?" Brother Chen knew that he was a person who was used to pretending, so he couldn't help laughing at him.

"I was hungry yesterday, so my stomach hurts. Maybe I took the wrong medicine. Today it turns into a headache."

Gao Fengtian arranged it very well, and gave him one-third of an acre of land. As long as he cultivated diligently, he would have food and drink.

However, this man can't even cook, so how can he go to the field?

Brother Chen shook his head, "You are so lazy, when you harvest, you have nothing."

"I'll go down to the ground tomorrow." The town king said sullenly.

Brother Chen walked away with a hoe, and said, "Let's have dinner at my house. The old hen at home died, and my mother-in-law said she wanted to make soup."

"Okay, okay!" The town king's eyes glowed, and there was meat to eat, no matter what.

Since I came here, Gao Fengtian had eaten a meal of meat before he left. After that, it was either sweet potatoes or taro. After eating it, his stomach became bloated and he farted all day long.

When Murong Jie and the others came, the King of Zhen just came back from the third brother Chen's house, biting a grass branch in his mouth, shaking his head contentedly.

"In the beginning, abalone wings were not so delicious."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw three people standing in front of his house. As he approached, he saw Murong Jie and sneered, "Oh, there are distinguished guests today!"

"I came here to visit Brother Chu, brother Chu has a good life!" Murong Jie said with a smile.

The king of the town pushed open the wooden door and lit an oil lamp when he entered the house, "The humble house is simple, I hope I will not be rude to the distinguished guests!"

He was sitting on a chair, it was a low chair, brought from the village chief's house, he was tall and sitting on a low chair, he always felt out of place, but he put on the king's head Come, raise your head, and lose sight of the laziness of the day.

In the house, apart from this chair, there is only one long bench.

He pointed out, "Prince Regent, please take a seat!"

Murong Jie was not polite, he raised his robe and sat down.

"Brother Chu really is someone who does big things, he can bend and stretch!" Murong Jie tried his best to be sincere, and he knew that he could bend and stretch, from the time he proposed a deal in prison.

In order to live, he is also quite shameless.

But if you can't live, what will you do with your face? Come to think of it, he is a person who knows current affairs.

"Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, who knows what will happen in the future?" The king of town sneered.

Xiao Tuo and Su Qing had nowhere to sit, so they walked around the room boredly, walked to the table, glanced, "sweet potato?"

"That's the king's dessert!" The king of town glanced at him and said slowly: "Eat too much meat, eat some sweet potatoes to reduce stagnation."

It seems that he is still the king of the town with countless fiefs.

"Good thing, I'm hungry, can I have a piece?" Xiao Tuo likes to eat these cereals the most, and his appetite suddenly came.

"Eat, eat, look at that gluttony!" The king of the town said contemptuously, he was full of meat, so naturally he didn't pay attention to the few sweet potatoes.

Xiao Tuo walked over to the tattered threshold with a bowl in hand.

Murong Jie looked at his unpromising appearance, shook his head, and then looked at the king of the town, "I'm here today, I have something to ask Brother Chu for."

The king of the town waved his hand, "If you are talking about the world, this king welcomes it. If it involves the affairs of the court, I am sorry that this king cannot tell you."

"Brother Chu, the matter is very important." Murong Jie took out a piece of gold from his sleeve pocket and played with it intentionally or unintentionally, "I hope Brother Chu can tell you something."

The eyes of the king of the town suddenly widened, with dreamy and lovely bubbles, gold? With gold, he can eat meat without going to the ground.

In the past, he had countless gold, and it was really worse than a chicken!

He coughed, retracted his eyes diligently, swallowed his saliva, and wanted to change his posture comfortably, but his body was stuck in the chair, and it was impossible to change the posture, he could only move.

"The two people you brought are your slaves, right? Well, I don't say that this king is too ruthless. There are two clothes outside, let them wash them, and then put the pots and pans in the kitchen. Give it a swipe, what do you want to ask, this king will answer it."

Xiao Tuo was eating sweet potatoes. After listening to his words, he almost choked to death. He stretched his neck and swallowed hard, saying with difficulty, "We are not slaves."

"Since you've eaten other people's sweet potatoes, you have to wash the dishes. When washing the dishes, brush the pots and pans." Murong Jie instructed lightly, then looked at Su Qing, without speaking, Su Qing Then he said automatically and consciously: "I'm going to do the laundry."

Xiao Tuo reluctantly said, "This is a job done by women, and I'm not a girl."

"Okay, let's go. Washing the dishes won't kill anyone." Su Qing pulled him out by the arm, and he heard Xiao Tuo's angrily scolding far away.

The king of town saw the two of them going out to work, so he looked at Murong Jie with satisfaction...the gold in his hand, pondered for a while, and said with some doubts: "The thing in your hand is somewhat familiar, and this king used to have it. , can you show me to this king?"

Murong Jie threw it over, and the King of Zhen caught it with one hand. Without even looking at it, he put it in his sleeve pocket and coughed, "Tell me, what's the matter."

Murong Jie looked at his unhurried movements, and couldn't help but marvel. If this person really gains momentum in the future, he might be a character. Murong Jie looked at him and asked, "That's it, I want to know what did the old lady of the Qin family tell you when she went to find you? Or what did she promise you? Why did you trust her so smoothly? If so, why don't you bring someone into the palace without any doubt? It stands to reason that this old lady has already taken care of everything, and I heard that she was not a member of the main war faction before, so you shouldn't believe her."