The Farming Life of the God of Time Traveling

Without moving his posture, the young man blinked, still looking sick, looking straight at him, "This brother's method reminds me of an old friend."

Yue Jing didn't move, motioning for him to continue talking.

"That's a lunatic, but he's also a genius, but I think he's a fool." The boy smiled.

Yue Jing called his servants to beat his legs, "Don't say it, don't say it, why did you become like this, and you will be roasted by those cannibals in the palace?"

Xiao Zhao sighed, "I don't care if they eat me or not, but I want to save my mother's people, Yue Jing!"

He stepped forward and grabbed Yue Jing's hand, and said solemnly, "Can you help me? We don't talk about playing since childhood, but there is also some friendship. You just help me this time, just once! I I will never look for you again."

As if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he grabbed Yue Jing desperately, Yue Jing was silent for a while, and did not refuse, "Of course there won't be a second time for what you said, you want me to rob the prison car, This is a capital offense, where did I get a second life for you, I think too much."

Xiao Zhao turned pale, moved his lips, and finally didn't know what to say. He was indeed so strong that no one would agree to it, but he also had his own preparations.

"I have the key to the treasure house of my grandfather's house. I took it out and took out everything. I invited a lot of desperate strangers, but I can't show up on the scene. I have to make an alibi, so I want you to command them for me, okay?" ?”

Squinting his eyes, Yue Jing suddenly felt that this matter was very exciting, and it was not a loss to be owed a great favor by a prince, but he glanced at Song Qishu who had been silent beside him, and asked, "What do you think?"

Song Qishu wanted to give him a punch, what's the point of throwing questions at him, didn't he see that prince looking at him with tears in his eyes, he hated others crying...

"I think...it's okay." He said wickedly, anyway, what he was begging for was Yue Jing, and it had nothing to do with him, but he couldn't get involved even if they went their separate ways.

Xiao Zhao stood up excitedly, he had hope, and shifted his gaze to Yue Jing, he asked, "He agreed!"

"Nonsense, I'm not deaf, of course I heard." Yue Jing waved his hand impatiently. "What's the reward? I can't work for nothing."

"A elixir that can bring the dead back to life is in the hands of the head of the Huang family. They know that you were sent by me to save people, so they will give it to you."

Great temptation.Song Qishu touched his chin, and exchanged a pill for the whole family.

"Then you go back first, pretend that you no longer plan to implement the plan, and let them relax their vigilance, so that we can do things here."

The Seventh Prince heaved a sigh of relief, took out a joss stick and handed it to Song Qishu, "I will be more generous. You live in a good location in the center of the mansion. If you light this incense tonight, everyone in the mansion will be happy." Sleep, of course, except for the three of us, and then I will wait for you in the backyard."

After picking up the small incense candle, wondering whether its function is really so miraculous, Song Qishu reassured, "Without exception? No one will be missed, right?"

"Without exception." The seventh prince frowned at his questioning his behavior, and affirmed after a moment of silence.

After the Seventh Prince left, Song Qishu spoke.

He reluctantly accepted this statement, but his ally Song Qishu thought he couldn't do it. He and these people were destined to never be the same. Thinking of this, he frowned, "I'm more surprised why you still want to save this seven Those so-called clan members of the prince put their own lives in it."

Yue Jing also waved his hands depressedly, very displeased, "Don't mention it, I just want to get the Holy Treasure of Healing in Huang Bin's hand, who knows it's not on her, I guess it's on Huang Bin's clan."

"They are all hard-headed, and they definitely don't want to hand them over, so you want to use Huang's only son to save them and make them appreciate you for trusting you?" Song Qishu cleared his mind, this routine is not uncommon.

Yue Jing nodded in agreement, that's what he thought, but he didn't have any helpers, especially this time, if he wanted to save someone, his current weak ability was relatively weak, and if he wanted to find someone capable to help, either his ability was too poor or it wasn't worth it. Trust, never thought that he would meet Song Qishu, now he is [-]% sure.

Song Qishu neither agreed nor refused, but the Seventh Prince was the one he least trusted, "What good will that do me?" Is there any motivation for him to help a person who doesn't even want to see it.

Yue Jing smiled, and took out the speech he had prepared a long time ago, "I will give you half of the holy medicine after I get it, how about it, is it very sincere?"

half?Song Qishu hesitated, this thing is indeed very tempting, but it is not easy to succeed, especially in the case of saving prisoners.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Yue Jing thought he was going to refuse, so he quickly added, "There is still your business, as long as you finish it, I will take you there myself."

It seemed that Song Qishu really needed the medicine, otherwise he would not have compromised to such an extent. After thinking for a moment, he nodded and agreed.

"And help him save the prisoners, I think you can also participate, the reward is still very generous." Yue Jing thought it would be a pity to have such a labor force, and it would be better to make more use of it.

Song Qishu looked at him suspiciously, but still asked for reward, "How much?"

"1000 taels."

"make a deal!"

Song Qishu immediately put the joss stick into his pocket when he heard the words, turned around and left without asking any more questions.

After he left, Yue Jing sat quietly, not knowing what he was thinking, then jumped off the place where he was sitting, walked towards the closed window, subconsciously retracted his fingers when they touched the window, and then With a long sigh, he slammed the window open.

He knew that this kid would not stop, Xiao Zhao just met him face to face, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he pushed Xiao Zhao away from him.

Song Qishu went back to the room to rest for a while, and when he came out again, he subconsciously sniffed the air, remembering that it was the smell of incense candles given by the Seventh Prince, and pushed the door open, the sky was darkened, and a few stars were dotted .

His wing was silent, and there was no snoring from the next door. After walking a few steps, he found a young servant in a strange posture, hugging a pillar and falling asleep. He probably smelled the fragrance on the way back to his residence.

He stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, but the boy smacked his mouth, turned his head and continued to sleep, unmoved at all, the occasional saliva showed that he was in a dreamland, it seems that this incense is very useful, Song Qishu stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Three steps and two steps to the backyard.

It is not so much the backyard as it is a small deserted courtyard that he accidentally discovered in this mansion. Normally, one or two people would pass by here occasionally, but no one would come here at night, because the place was already overgrown with weeds and dead leaves. All over the ground, the cold wind whistling by at night can even hear the sound of humming, which is really penetrating.

Yue Jing saw that Song Qishu had just come, and said dissatisfiedly, "Why did you come, this incense can't last so long."

On the contrary, the seventh prince was quite calm, looked at the two accomplices opposite him, and said, "It's okay, we'll talk quickly, in fact, I don't have any plans, I just want to share a piece of news I got." After speaking, his expression was covered. There was a layer of gloom.

Yue Jing obviously passed, and subconsciously answered, "It's just beheading the prisoner. The old emperor actually invited a large number of people to supervise the beheading. What the hell is he thinking?"

Song Qishu was also very surprised, even if this concubine Huang wanted to rebel, but she could guess from the fact that her family, including her, was not strong, otherwise she would not have ended up like this. What is the purpose of arranging supervision and beheading for a group of ordinary death row prisoners? You must know that the price of so many capable people and strangers interfering in their actions cannot be balanced by how much money.