I was reborn after choking on water [Quick Transmigration]

"Hey, you guys, go and inquire about this thing, then find or buy it and give it to me... Why does this thing look like coriander." Ye Zhuolin said with Jing Xing's expression on his face.

Ji Feng just took the drawing, and the corners of his eyes trembled: "Pavilion Master, this... is coriander, uh, Pavilion Master likes to eat coriander?" After speaking, he trembled.

It sounds very devilish.

However, Ye Zhuolin was unmoved: "What's wrong? Can't eat?"

"...No, of course you can eat it."

too frightening.

Ji Feng restrained his trembling: "Pavilion Master, coriander seeds are sold outside, shall I buy them now?"

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Ji Feng just slipped away.

Afterwards, Ye Zhuolin walked out with the appearance of Ye Zhuolin. Ye Zhuolin looked at his body, but still felt terrified. After a long silence, he found another topic: "Does Ji Feng not eat coriander?"

"Many people don't eat it. To be honest, I can't stand the taste." Jing Xing picked up the blueprint and looked left and right, "It's good that you are not picky eaters. The task says that all the things planted will be harvested after harvesting." After eating, this is the function of gluttony."

Ye Zhuolin nodded his head half-understanding, and glanced at Huanghe: "Jing Ye, is your Taotao still there?"

The sword in his hand glowed faintly, as if responding to this sentence, after a while, Jing Xing translated: "He said that Taotie is beside him, and he can be summoned at any time if necessary."

Ye Zhuolin: "Oh, no need now, Jing Ye, you can ask Taotao if he eats coriander."

After a while, Jing Xing said: "Jing Ye said that Taotie would eat anything, so don't worry."

"That's good, hey, this body is really inconvenient... By the way, do you know how to farm?"

Jing Xing spread his hands: "No, but I can learn, your body is quite strong, I guess farming is quite easy."

"I hope so, hey, Ji Feng just came back, and he moved very fast."

Ji Fengcai led a dozen or so disciples to escort back a bag of coriander seeds according to Ye Zhuolin's instructions. These disciples were all majestic figures outside, but at this time they all lowered their heads, gathered around a broken bag, and He bowed down to Ye Zhuolin.

Ye Zhuolin is often worshiped by people, but it is the first time to be worshiped in the appearance of others, and it feels a bit novel.He took a bag of coriander seeds and handed it to Jing Xing: "It's this one, isn't it?"

The two exchanged bodies, which caused Ye Zhuolin to be a little taller than Jing Xing. Although the difference was insignificant, it felt completely different.Jing Xing responded, and touched the back of Ye Zhuolin's head: "Let's go, go planting."

Ji Fengcai held back the sentence "How dare you touch the noble head of my pavilion master" at the last second, just because he remembered that this "bold person" was the wife of the pavilion master, so touching his head is no big deal.

After all, other deeper places may have been touched!

...

Zhanfeng Pavilion only accepted Ye Zhuolin this year, and even Jing Ye, a recognized boss who was almost invincible all over the world, was confiscated. The fact that the owner of the pavilion goes away to spend honeymoon with others is also very acceptable.

Although Jing Xing ran away, but the order to "report the situation in the cabinet once a day" was still there, Ji Feng didn't want to disturb their cabinet masters very much, because this kind of thing made it clear who came to the door and who would be unlucky, so he used his ingenuity, Try every means to let other disciples take over the matter.

The disciple is Zhou Mu, who just started in the last campaign and is also Ji Fengcai's little fanboy. He lacks experience and has never been deceived by a scammer, which caused his IQ to drop sharply under a few words from his idol. The list goes.

As a result, he saw that their personable, gentle, and extraordinary pavilion master was holding a shovel, turning over the soil, skillfully moving, and draping a towel on his shoulders, he could completely transform into a three-generation land farmer. Model farmer Jing Tiezhu.There was a little sweat on the forehead of the pavilion master, which condensed into beads and flowed down his cheeks. At this time, he needed a gentle and virtuous wife to wipe his sweat.

When Cao Cao arrived, Zhou Mu turned his head and saw their pavilion master's wife coming with two buckets of water. Her steps were steady and she was not panting at all, as if she was just carrying two buckets of cotton.The pavilion master's wife may be too hot, her chest is open, as if she has to go back to the brothel for business after the two buckets of water are moved.

... She is really not a gentle and virtuous wife.

The pavilion master's wife put down the bucket, as if she didn't notice the person coming, she took out a silk scarf from somewhere and handed it to the pavilion master.

That's right.

However, the next sentence brought Zhou Mulei, and the wife of the pavilion master said, "How can you sweat when you use my body?"

However, the pavilion master didn't seem to listen. The pavilion master's expression was like swallowing a big cockroach. He stared at the exposed chest of the pavilion master's wife and said, "Can you dress properly? Are you in a hurry to go to the brothel? Can you stop using it?" Is my body dolled up?"

...why is this dialogue so weird.

Zhou Mu held the report card in his hand, neither advancing nor retreating. Fortunately, the wife of the pavilion master finally saw him and greeted him: "Reporting? Bring it here and let me have a look."

Zhou Mu looked hesitantly at the owner of the pavilion—Ye Zhuolin, who was wearing Jingxing's shell. Ye Zhuolin returned a helpless look, which in Zhou Mu's view was a silent "I don't care what my wife wants to do." If not, he is the boss and I am afraid."

Damn it, the dreaded owner of the Zhanfeng Pavilion is a strict wife!

Zhou Mu handed over the list in a complicated mood, and ran away scrambling, thinking about how to tell Ji Fengcai about this matter, and wash his head by the way.

Ye Zhuolin looked at Zhou Mu stumbled inexplicably, and asked in puzzlement, "Is there something bad about you written on this list? Otherwise, why is he running so fast?"

Jing Xing unfolded the list and glanced at it, smiled: "It's nothing, he just needs to revise his world view, tsk, additional tasks are quite annoying."

Considering that it takes a long time to grow vegetables, it may take a year or two until they are all completed. Therefore, it is necessary to obtain a shot of accelerant to promote the rapid maturity of the crops, and the premise of obtaining it is naturally to complete additional tasks.

The information about the additional tasks seemed quite normal—the Pavilion Master of Chop Wind Pavilion personally handled the miscellaneous affairs in the cabinet during the past three days.

However, this seemingly simple thing is not so simple.

Because the current owner of the Zhanfeng Pavilion is actually Ye Zhuolin.And Jing Xing is really not a good pavilion master, he is just exceptionally capable of fighting, and his methods are exceptionally decisive, shocking the whole pavilion, no one dares to disrespect him, but in fact Jing Xing doesn't care much, he just glances at the report and throws it away. Handled by people such as Ji Fengcai, he nestled up to enjoy the blessings by himself. He is like a majestic mascot on weekdays. Only when major events are really encountered, such as the recruitment of new disciples, Mr. Jing will come out to show his face. This person.

Put it on the court, this is a proper fool.

However, this Hunjun is extraordinarily intimidating, no one dares to move.

Ye Zhuolin took the note and pondered, "It's quite annoying. After all, I've never done these things before. Let me see what's on your list...Huh? Disciple fights?"

"Well, it's an old problem, just give it a good beating. There was also a disciple who grabbed the old lady's crutch outside and was caught by the yamen. You can send someone to redeem it when the time comes."

"..."

Where is this going?

Ye Zhuolin buried the coriander seeds in the soil with a complicated expression: "You guys are all so messy? It feels like you didn't have so much trouble when you were the leader of the martial arts."

Jing Xing said something natural: "Because I never care about things, it's just an accident this time."

"..." Ye Zhuolin clicked his tongue in amazement, "I didn't expect Brother System to be a fool, I didn't see it before."

Jing Xing continued to express his philosophy of life: "No one dares to lift me down in this position, it doesn't matter if I'm unconscious or not. If that's the case, why should I take care of things? Am I not happy for myself?"

"..."

Damn, it makes sense.

How did he not find out before?

Tsk, Ye Zhuolin thought in his mind that he had to go back after finishing all the tasks, and he would do this in the future, sitting in a high position and not caring about anything, no one dared to touch him anyway.

However, if you think about it carefully, Nanzhao has won many battles and victories in his hands, overcoming obstacles all the way. Now that Nanzhao is the only one, he has already taken care of what a general should be in charge of, even if he has great ambitions and a grand heart. , That's really nothing to do, besides, the meritorious service is too great, and after the world is at peace, this position is really meaningless to fight. Even if his arms are all broken and his legs are all crippled, no one will think of throwing him down.

Perhaps, this is the loneliness of the legendary boss.

Accompanied by his boasting to himself a hundred and eighty times, Ye Zhuolin returned to Zhanfeng Pavilion on the second day with the appearance of Jing Xing.

As soon as they entered, a row of disciples knelt down on one knee like copy and paste, put their swords beside their knees, and shouted, "Welcome Pavilion Master!"

Ordinary people might be scared to kneel face to face with their disciples on the spot when encountering this posture. However, although the courtesies Ye Zhuolin received before his death were not as grand, they were still the same. Sit on the high position that belongs to the pavilion master.

The disciple took a step forward: "Pavilion master! The two disciples leading the internal struggle have been kidnapped, and all the participants have been arrested. How can I deal with it?"

Ye Zhuolin, who spent a long time thinking about how to catch him the day before: "..."

The efficiency is really high, no wonder Jing Xing doesn't need to take care of things.

Ye Zhuolin replied according to Jing Xing's suggestion: "The leader will be put in prison first, and after a few days, we will see whether he will be executed or exiled. Those who participated will be punished for [-] times, and they will write a [-]-word inspection and hand it in within seven days. .”

The disciple stepped back, and another disciple stepped forward: "Pavilion master! The disciple who snatched the old lady's crutches has been found, and he is still in the yamen. Dare I ask how to deal with it?"

"Shut it up...no, bring it back first."

Well, the two matters have been dealt with quickly, and it stands to reason that the next step is to "retire from the court". However, at this moment, another disciple rushed over, without even having time to salute, and gasped: "George Lord, recently... the palace has a mission, the emperor... the emperor summoned you to return to the palace immediately!"