Lose 100 million today

Lian Qiong went to the Taoist temple.

The viewer seems to have expected him to come and is making tea waiting for him.

Lian Qiong sat down, took a sip of tea and took a hurried sip.

"Your Highness, the tea will lose its flavor if you drink it too quickly." The patron gave him a refill: "Sip slowly."

"I think I'm possessed." Lian Qiong looked at Qingyou's tea and whispered, "Do you think I can still be saved?"

"Demons are born from the heart. Your Highness, your inner demons are always there." The master of the temple spoke slowly, and Lian Qiong wanted him to speak faster.

"That's not it."

The viewer raised his eyes: "What happened to His Highness?"

"Weiguo proton." Lian Qiong only said four words.

"That girl..."

Lian Qiong slapped the table: "You also know she is a woman?"

Lian Qiong felt deeply cheated.

It seemed that everyone in the world knew that Wei Guo's proton was a woman, but he didn't know.

The master of the temple said: "Your Highness, we cultivators do not look at people based on their appearance. Wei Guozi does not have the masculinity that a man should have. On the contrary, he has the femininity of a woman."

"Then why didn't you tell me?!" Just watch him being deceived.

"Your Highness, you have lost your composure."

Lian Qiong couldn't hold a breath in her chest, and stared at the viewer for a long time. Finally, she let it go, took another sip of the cup of tea, and couldn't taste anything.

The spectator shook his head.

Pity his tea.

"I know what His Highness wants to ask, but I can only give His Highness one sentence. It is better to ask yourself than to ask the sky."

"This is obviously what she said." Lian Qiong muttered.

The viewer smiled and poured him tea again.

This time Lian Qiong tasted it carefully.

Bitter in the mouth.

Sweet aftertaste.

-

Lian Qiong went up the mountain aggressively, and then went down the mountain with a sigh.

Chen Feihou was waiting at the foot of the mountain. Seeing Lian Qiong's appearance, he thought the temple master had done something to him.

Who knew that Lian Qiong supported the carriage, turned around and said, "It's time to settle General Zhennan's account."

Chen Fei: "..."

have to.

It's still his highness.

"Your Highness, General Zhennan has become accustomed to being at ease over the years. Now that Jin and Wei are fighting, there is no movement from General Zhennan. How can we take action?"

"Then inspire him to go to the battlefield." Lian Qiong's lips curled up slightly: "Whether he can come back and how he comes back depends on his luck."

"The queen's side..." The queen is the daughter of General Zhennan.

Lian Qiong's tone was cold: "Queen... give her a big gift."

Lian Qiong opened the curtain and went up.

The curtain falls and calm returns.

Chen Fei sighed slightly.

Your Highness still wants to...

After so many years of forbearing planning, he no longer needs to do anything himself, he only needs to give orders, and there are people who will do everything for him.

But Chen Fei still saw in a trance that His Highness was still a young man, holding a sword stained with blood, standing among the bones on the ground, laughing silently.

The smile was sad and gloomy.

That was His Highness' first time on the battlefield.

It was at that time that Chen Fei felt that His Highness was hiding something deep in his heart, and it would swallow him up if he was not careful.

-

When Lian Qiong returned to the house, a servant was playing with flowers and plants. Lian Qiong suddenly stopped and asked, "What is this?"

The servant was startled: "Return to the master, it's a beautiful smile."

"Beautiful smile?" Lian Qiong frowned: "Throw it out."

The servants looked at each other.

Why did this flower offend the master?

Lian Qiong left with her hands behind her back, and the beauty smiled... Who else here could be called a beauty except her?

Not even flowers.

no! !

Lian Qiong walked to the door of Chuzheng's room and paused when she opened the door.

After a moment of silence, he turned and left.

He took two steps and then fell back.

Then continue to leave.

Repeated several times.

In the end, Lian Qiong cowardly ran away, leaving Chen Fei to look at Chu Zheng only.

Chen Fei was busy doing things and had no time to pay attention to Chu Zheng.

Chuzheng is busy purchasing food.

That bastard did it!

It has nothing to do with her!

The assassin was so angry that he vomited blood: "Uncle, I am a killer, okay? Do you still remember my profession!" Although the things he was asked to do before were insulting to his identity as a killer, they were still relevant in the end. For money, he endured it.

Good now.

Let him be a killer to buy food.

His hands are used to harvest heads with a knife, not to buy food! !

Chuzheng: "Want to make money?"

"Think so!" said the assassin, "otherwise I would be nothing more than a killer."

Chuzheng suddenly changed her focus: "As a killer, doesn't it mean that you were adopted by a killer organization since you were a child?"

The assassin rolled his eyes at Chuzheng: "I am a free killer, different from those people."

Chuzheng: "..."

It can still be like this.

"Oh." Chuzheng just asked casually: "Now that I want you to make money, what does it matter whether you become a killer or not?"

Assassin: "Although what you say makes sense, I can't go against my profession!"

You choose your own path.

I have to finish the walk even on my knees.

He is a qualified killer!

Chuzheng thought about it and suggested, "Then you can work part-time."

It would be so troublesome to go find someone else.

We were all acquaintances, so Chu Zheng used it easily.

In this way, the assassin took office and transformed from an assassin into a businessman.

Chuzheng asked the assassin to purchase grain, mainly surplus grain from wealthy businessmen and common people.

Such large-scale hoarding of food naturally attracted the attention of some businessmen. Coupled with the recent tense war, food prices have been rising for a while.

But these businessmen found that there was nothing they could do.

The price offered by the other party was too high. Even they were a little tempted and wanted to sell the grain for cash.

Chuzheng wanted more than just food in the imperial city.

We also need food from all over the country and hoard all the food.

In a short period of time, Chuzheng became a major food producer.

The assassin is also wealthy and has the confidence of a wealthy gentry.

However, as a killer, his temperament was too special, and ordinary people would not dare to provoke him. The grain purchase case went very smoothly, and Chuzheng was very satisfied.

[Miss, I suggest you check out the good guy card. 】

What happened to him?

Lian Qiong ran away when he saw her, as if he was going to eat him.

Is she that scary? !

He's obviously very handsome?

【Go and have a look. 】

The King didn't say much.

Chuzheng scratched the table with her fingertips and asked Xiaoshanzi to ask where Lian Qiong was.

But Xiao Shanzi said: "The Third Highness has just come back, and I'm looking at you from a distance... It's not good." That look in his eyes, that expression, scared me to death. He could feel murderous intent even from such a distance.

"Where?"

"It seems that he went to the study."

Chuzheng walked from the room to the study, while Chen Fei stood outside the study and walked back and forth, his face full of worry.

"The Thirteenth Prince." Chen Fei bowed his hands when he saw Chu Zheng approaching.

"What's wrong with him?" Chuzheng asked, holding her hands.

If you don't watch for a while, something will happen.

Why is she so miserable!

"The Thirteenth Prince..." Chen Fei said helplessly: "You'd better stop asking. If you have anything to do with His Highness, come back later."

"I'll go in and take a look."

Chen Fei wanted to stop him, but he thought that His Highness seemed to care a lot about this proton of the Wei Kingdom, so he was wise enough not to stop him.