Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

A little old man in his sixties, with a gray beard but well-maintained skin, walked over with his hands behind his back.

He looks very dignified at first glance, and anyone can tell that he is no ordinary person.

When he saw Zhao Chuanxin and the table full of delicacies, he asked in astonishment: "Who is this mage?"

This was the first time I saw a monk eating and drinking so blatantly.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't even stand up and said lazily: "The poor monk Thunderbolt Hun Yuan Shou - Cheng Kun. Who are you?"

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin was so generous, the old man was a little angry and said in a deep voice: "I am Sheng Xuanhuai!"

Damn it, no matter in the north or south, there is no one who has not heard of his name as the richest man!

Just like in later generations, no one knows the surname Ma.

The key is that Sheng Xuanhuai is still an official and is in an important position.

Ever since he defeated Hu Xueyan, did you know that Sheng Xuanhuai has never had another opponent?

However, Zhao Chuanxin still sat as calm as a mountain and said calmly: "Oh, Xuanhuai, sit down and eat together."

Sheng Xuanhuai: "..."

I really want to introduce myself to my family again.

So that he could hear clearly who he really was.

Sheng Xuanhuai saw Zhao Chuanxin with his legs crossed, a shiny bald head, and a string of Rudraksha embellished with gold and silver embellished with turquoise hanging around his neck, smoking leisurely, and somehow he couldn't get angry at all.

He has an entourage, but the rules of this world don't mean that if you have a high position, you can let your subordinates take someone who you don't like.

He had no choice but to bypass Zhao Chuanxin and scolded Sheng Enyi: "Why don't you get up quickly and follow me back to the cabin?"

Sheng Enyi was in a hurry to leave just now, but after hearing Zhao Chuanxin's story and seeing Zhao Chuanxin's "power of one punch", he didn't want to leave.

Sailing is boring, but this man is interesting.

He hesitated: "Dad, I'm actually not sleepy yet."

"You traitor, follow me back quickly." Sheng Xuanhuai scolded.

Sheng Enyi had no choice but to stand up, but Zhao Chuanxin reached out and stopped him: "Hey, little brat, you haven't paid the bill yet, why do you want to eat the King's meal?"

Sheng Enyi looked at Sheng Xuanhuai: "Dad, please pay the bill for this table of food..."

His family really doesn't need this little money.

I don’t feel bad if I sell my father’s land.

But Sheng Xuanhuai's nose was so angry: "What? Why do you want to settle accounts? Did you order this meal?"

Before doing this, Sheng Enyi might have directly denied it.

Because his father is here, he has a backer.

How many people in the Qing Dynasty dare not give face to their father?

But now, he hesitated and said: "Well, maybe I ordered it..."

Sheng Xuanhuai saw that Sheng Enyi didn't even have bowls and chopsticks in front of him. How could it be that he ordered it?

So he said angrily: "No matter, let this monk tie the knot himself."

Zhao Chuanxin lined up a row of tables, and there was a "bang" sound, which was especially loud at night.

Everyone in the restaurant looked here in astonishment.

Zhao Chuanxin said fiercely: "The cook worked hard to prepare a sumptuous meal. Xuan Huai, but you want to eat the king's meal. I can't afford to lose this person to you, you know? You're losing your status!"

No matter how magnanimous Sheng Xuanhuai was, he couldn't help it anymore: "That's unreasonable. Do you know who I am?"

"What?" Zhao Chuanxin was surprised: "Is your father also Li Gang?"

Sheng Xuanhuai: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin said: "If your father hadn't been Li Gang, you would have settled the bill as soon as possible. He's so anxious and angry today. He doesn't look like a man who is almost eighty at all."

Sheng Enyi's eyes widened: "My father is not even 65 yet."

Zhao Chuanxin was picking his teeth, and his teeth were a little stuffed with deer tendons: "This is not important. What is important is that your father is too stingy. Why, is there no business in the family? My old cousin's fourth aunt's eldest brother's name is Zhang Daquan. My eldest son also has a hair-shaving shop in five counties away. Look at how you two look like men in clothes, why can’t you pay for a meal?”

Sheng Enyi: "..."

I can't wait to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

How embarrassing would it be for those three eldest sons to act like scumbags in such a large public place?

He, Sheng Laosi, really couldn't afford to disgrace this man.

Sheng Xuanhuai was trembling with anger and coldness.

After so many years, no one dared to mess around with him like this.

He pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "Which temple do you belong to?"

Zhao Chuanxin sat down on the chair and said: "Lingshan, Daleiyin Temple!"

"you……"

Sheng Enyi nodded: "Dad, it's true. He and Brother Tathagata can break the planet with one punch!"

"Shut up, you idiot!" Sheng Xuanhuai was furious.

The waiter in the restaurant recognized Sheng Xuanhuai. When he saw the two men being sprayed with disgrace by a monk, he hurriedly said: "Sheng Zuotang, please pay. That's really a slap in the face. Now take the young master back to the cabin, and leave this place to the young man." Just do it."

Sheng Xuanhuai was called to Beijing last year and was promoted to the right minister of the Mail and Ship Department, but a few years ago, he was already the left minister of the Ministry of Industry.

That is a second-grade official.

He respected Zuo, so outsiders also called him Zuotang.

This is an honorific title, just like the world calls Li Hongzhang Li Zhongtang.

Sheng Xuanhuai glanced at the clerk, he was an exciting person, and secretly made a note of this person, not wanting to promote him.

He snorted and rolled his sleeves to leave.

Zhao Chuanxin stood up and took a step forward. He was tall and had long legs. He took three steps in front of Sheng Xuanhuai and stopped him: "Huh? Xuanhuai, you are too angry. If you listen to my brother's advice, your anger will hurt your liver." "

Who the hell is your brother?

Sheng Xuanhuai gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "Come here."

He came to the restaurant without his entourage, but the entourage was waiting outside. After hearing this, two powerful men came in a hurry.

Sheng Xuanhuai pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "Escort this monk and drive him off the boat when he reaches Zhenjiang Prefecture."

"Here!"

The two of them were about to reach out to catch Zhao Chuanxin.

But Zhao Chuanxin was faster. His hand came first, grabbed the two men's arms, and pulled them towards him.

The two of them didn't expect that the monk would dare to resist. Unexpectedly, he was pulled by a strange force and involuntarily rushed towards Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled, then bent his elbows to face the two men.

Duang...

The two of them were hit so hard that stars appeared in their eyes and they staggered back.

Zhao Chuanxin winked at Sheng Enyi and Runtu: "Watch it, punch a little friend."

As he said that, while the two of them were knocked stiff by elbows, he stepped forward and threw two uppercuts as fast as lightning, one punch at a time, and the one who hit them fell down.

Zhao Chuanxin clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, it's so good. The two donors have traveled a long distance and now they finally get the sleep of a baby."

The visual impact was so strong that the two teenagers couldn't take their eyes off it, feeling inexplicably excited.

Sheng Xuanhuai was dumbfounded.

Should he, an old man in his sixties, be allowed to fight in person?

He was a little at a loss.

Zhao Chuanxin said with a smile: "Xuanhuai, I heard that you are going to mortgage the iron ore of the iron factory to the Japanese. Take my advice, if you have the money, you can pay for it yourself, don't sell the ore."

Sheng Xuanhuai's expression changed: "This matter is not something you, a monk, can comment on."