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Chapter 90 Already on stage

Chapter 90 Already on stage (4000, please subscribe.)
It is no exaggeration to describe what Cui Zhi is about to face now as shit luck.

Because the person who wants him to take over the mantle is Zhou Tian's Shuntian Prefect, one of the pillars of the empire, and Liu Guangyi, a great practitioner who may have touched the six realms.

If this is not enough, we have to mention the fact that this old man is still unmarried, has no children, and does not even have a dog at home.
In other words, as long as Cui Zhi nods, everything owned by Zhou Tianshu, a powerful man, may be his in the future.

And the key point is that with Cui Zhi's character and temper, there is a high probability that he will still have to eat hard.
This is not called shit luck. What is shit luck?
Not to mention the emperor's son-in-law and the family's son-in-law, they are completely different.

Because the rich old man Liu Guangyi, the pillar of the empire, has two levels of mantle.

The first level is the inheritance of rights of the top minister Shuntian Fuqing.

The first level is a cultivation inheritance that is close to the peak of the Five Realms and even touches the Sixth Realm.

No matter which level it is, it is the level that countless people from all over the world must look up to.

But now Cui Zhi doesn't seem to realize all this.

He had just sold out all his strength. At first he just wanted to redeem the heirloom jade pendant of decent quality and earn a meal for himself, but now he was walking towards the tea stall covered in sweat.

There were friends of his at the tea stall who came to visit him. As for the shitty luck Zhao Chengfeng said.

Cui Zhi didn't understand it at all at first, but he casually introduced the young man as his friend to the rough guy next to him.

After all, he was a Shuntian Prefecture official and had some innate acumen. Even if the group of people walked towards the tea stall in a lively manner, he still noticed that after the introduction, the rough man always looked at Zhao Cheng indifferently. wind.

However, it was difficult for him to think of some unlikely things, thinking that he was just a rough guy who had never seen such a handsome and dandy-like young man as Zhao Chengfeng.

So I asked, "What, does your face look familiar?"

The rough man felt guilty and immediately shook his head, showing an honest smile.

Cui Zhi didn't notice anything strange: "He is famous, but you don't have to worry about it, brother. You are all my friends. If he invites you to drink tea, just drink it. Don't be formal. You won't be polite for a while, but drink it with all your heart."

As they spoke, the group arrived at the tea stall.

The store owner enthusiastically filled bowl after bowl of tea and handed it over.

Cui Zhi drank a bowl first, then pulled up the bench and sat down. He nodded with his maid Bai Zhi, looked at Zhao Chengfeng who looked at him with a smile on his face and said, "How did you find this place?"

Zhao Chengfeng looked at him: "My future master Liu Guangyi asked me to come."

Hearing the words "Liu Guangyi", Cui Zhi curled his lips and seemed to feel a little bad luck.

In his eyes, the so-called iron-faced judge is now just a little old man. Not to mention that he has been completely assimilated into the bureaucracy, but he has also become corrupt beyond the sight.

Look what serious things Shuntian Mansion has been doing in the past few years?
How is Shuntian Mansion doing under his leadership? ~!

Return to the master.

"Bah~!" Cui Zhi spat out the tea leaves in his mouth, his disdain palpable.

Zhao Chengfeng looked at him with a surprised expression: "Are you so disgusted?"

Cui Zhi took another bowl of tea, drank most of it, and answered with "Bah" again.

The rough man stood at the teapot not far behind him and didn't even listen to what the two said.

His heart was racing now, because the third prince of Prince Dangbei, whom he thought about day and night, was sitting in front of him. His words and actions were so vivid, so vivid that he really wanted to see the third prince lying on the ground like a dead body. .

Therefore, the rough man has begun to mobilize the true energy in his body to circulate quietly, and the rough hand holding the tea bowl has begun to accumulate strength.

But then someone grabbed him.

The owner of the tea stall stood next to him and whispered: "I should have told you that Xiao Cui is not an ordinary person."

The rough man glanced at Sun Erzhang, whom he was already familiar with and who usually did not accept credit, but did not reply.

But he thought about his daughter, who is only six years old this year. When she smiles, she has pear dimples on both sides of her face. Every time she sees him, she doesn't mind the smell of sweat. She also calls her uncle and looks cute.

If you take action
"Yes, yes, although Xiao Cui has worked very hard these past two days, at first glance, he is still not the same type of person as us."

"At first glance, this young master looks like he belongs to a very wealthy family. It seems to Xiao Cui that he can be friends with him."

As soon as the brothers around him began to chat, the real energy flowing in the rough man's body began to stop, and the palms that had already accumulated some strength relaxed.

Of course, the people who come to work here cannot be rich and wealthy, they are all here to support their families.

Not many people can have enough food for one person and the whole family is not hungry. Behind every brother, there are parents, wives, and children.
If he takes action here.

Let's not talk about whether Zhao Chengfeng, a top dandy in Dangbei Palace, has any life-saving means that he can't deal with. There is a high probability that he does.

Just saying that no matter whether he dies or not, the rough man feels that none of the people around him will be able to escape afterwards.

Whether it’s the tea stall owner or the brothers.

They will all get into huge trouble because of themselves.

It would be good if everyone was wiped out. At least they could still look after each other after they got down.

I'm afraid that all these strong men will die, leaving the orphans and widows behind them to continue living without support in this world, in the city of Kyoto that eats people and won't even spit out a bone.

"Whoo~"

The rough man let out a breath and restrained himself.

However, if I miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, will I get another chance next time?
While hesitating, he took another sip of tea and looked over.

Zhao Chengfeng said on his side: "Do you know why there are day and night in this world?"

Cui Zhi frowned: "What's the explanation?"

Zhao Chengfeng smiled and said: "Because there are day and night in this world."

Cui Zhi placed the broken tea bowl in his hand on the equally broken wooden table, frowning as if thinking about Zhao Chengfeng's nonsense.

Zhao Chengfeng crossed his legs and glanced at Bai Zhi who was no longer fanning himself.

When Bai Zhi saw his eyes, she immediately flashed her fan again, and then he said happily: "Give him a meal. If I can't convince you, if you want to come back and continue to fight against Da Bao, then you can resist Da Bao. No one can force you." do what."

Cui Zhi was silent for a moment and finally nodded.

"Let's go then."

Cui Zhi stood up and greeted his brothers.

Someone asked: "Cui Zhi, are you coming back?"

Cui Zhi thought for a while and thought: "[-]% of the time I have to come back."

So everyone laughed, but the rough man said at this time: "If you can't come back, then don't come back."

Cui Zhi walked over and bumped shoulders with the rough man, saying nothing.

Zhao Chengfeng, who was watching this scene, smiled and said: "Brother, I know you. I just saw you singing the loudest chants on the city wall, jumping up and down the most agile, and taking care of the people around you from time to time. He looks like a good big brother at first glance."

The rough guy was praised.
He was still praised by the person he wanted to kill.

For a moment, I naturally felt a little ridiculous, but I was still at a loss.
But this is not over yet. The Third Prince waved his hand: "Shopkeeper, I will guarantee your tea for the next year. You must remember clearly when to come and drink whenever you want."

As he spoke, he flicked his fingers, and a piece of gold drew a beautiful parabola in the air and came into the hands of the tea stall owner. After receiving the gold, Sun Erzhang was overjoyed and immediately responded: "Okay, sir, don't worry!"

So, everyone happily sent Zhao Chengfeng and Cui Zhi into the expensive-looking black carriage.

As they waved goodbye to the two of them, the rough man also waved.

Listening to everyone talking in his ears.

Look at their smiling faces as they drink tea for free.

Thinking that the parents, wives and children behind them did not die because of him
The rough man also smiled and felt that he had done the right thing.

And didn’t Cui Zhi say that [-]% of the time he would come back?
He and the Third Prince are friends
Then maybe I will have a chance to not injure others!
The rough man thought this, but he never thought that if his wife were here, she would definitely point at his nose and question him: "You are not a human being, why are you afraid of hurting others~!"

……

Depart from Yunche Pier.

The carriage went straight to the residence of Lord Shuntian.

After clicking the brass ferocious beast door knocker, an old servant opened the door, and then led the two of them into the small courtyard deep in the mansion.

Stepping over the threshold, the scenery inside the courtyard comes into view.

A thatched house with a water well on the left and an awning on the right, surrounded by countless pots and earthen troughs. I can’t count how many there are, but they are layered on top of each other and arranged quite neatly, which is very pleasing to the eye.

The earthen troughs are full of fruits, melons and vegetables, which are extremely fresh. Thousands of different varieties of rare and exotic flowers are planted in the earthen pots. They are well cared for at first glance and are competing to bloom. There are no birds chirping here, but Intense floral aroma.

Under the sun, amid the greenery, Liu Guangyi, the Minister of Shuntian Prefecture, was wearing a sunshade hat, hunched over like a farmer.

After seeing Zhao Chengfeng and Cui Zhi come in, the features on their old faces that seemed to have faded with time gathered together, like a chrysanthemum blooming.

"Chengfeng, Cui Zhi, come on, let's have a cup of tea first."

Walking into the thatched awning, the little old man made a pot of tea as quickly as possible. Finally, he cut two unknown flowers, picked out the tenderest petals and threw them into the steam. In the teapot, the faint fragrance of scented tea suddenly spread.

Zhao Chengfeng took a sip and suddenly felt that the big bowl of tea was for people to drink.
Liu Guangyi smiled and said: "How?"

Zhao Chengfeng’s evaluation was quite simple: “It tastes good.”

When Cui Zhi heard this, he raised his head and looked at Liu Guangyi, who was about to speak but hesitated.

Liu Guangyi naturally knew what to say based on his character, because he knew his young self very well. Cui Zhi most likely wanted to say not to waste time.
So the little old man smiled and said: "Your Majesty, although I asked you for a meal before, it doesn't mean anything if we are disgusted with each other."

"Cui Zhi, if what I say next is pleasant to your ears, then we will have a simple meal. If not, then we will stop here."

Cui Zhi nodded heavily when he heard this and expressed his agreement.

When Zhao Chengfeng heard this, he felt that it was very satisfying, so he directly picked up the teapot and filled all the teacups.

The tea cup in front of the little old man was filled with steam, which blurred his face, and he said:

"Thousands of years ago, Zhou Tian was dominant, and the patriarchal power and imperial power were completely separated."

"The emperor is Zhou Tian, and the sect is Yun Qin."

"Relying on the ancient sect's heritage, Yun Qin is powerful, and Zhou Tian is oppressed and seems to be dying."

"The next few hundred years are almost a history of blood and tears on Sundays. Amidst countless concessions, countless bloody battles, countless stories of swallowing our anger, and countless stories of spilling blood and throwing heads, we survived by chance."

In the awning where the scenery is pleasant and the fragrance of flowers fills the nose, Liu Guangyi's voice is deep and deep.

"But if you look at the history of this period, you will find that we did not rely on ourselves to survive."

"But the three ancient sects, Yunxu, Qingshan Sword Sect, and Tianhai Pavilion gave us enough breathing time due to profit distribution, fighting with each other, etc., as well as a lot of luck."

Zhao Chengfeng agreed with this. Among the three ancient sects, a single sect can be the enemy of the country.

The Yunqin Dynasty they propped up, if not for internal problems, would have swept across all nine states and unified the world.

But history is like this, there will always be coincidences of one kind or another, as well as some jaw-dropping turns, and then it is written to this day, which is extremely exciting.

Having said this, the little old man Liu Guangyi was in high spirits, picked up the teacup in his hand and drank it all in one gulp.
The tea is scalding hot, but naturally it cannot harm a strong person in the Five Realms.

He seemed to want to use his burnt voice to say the next words:
"A hundred years ago, the great ancestor of Lixian Sect looked south and only said two words: decadent."

"The sect is not only rotten, it's rotten to the core, but because they have top power, they can do whatever they want in the world of Kyushu."

"Sixty years ago, the three ancient sects that were entrenched in Zhoutian changed their names and became the current three sects of Jing, Xuan and Qing."

"This is Zhou Tianyi's staged victory after respite for thousands of years, because at least the three ancient sects made compromises, although we also lost a lot at that time."

"Thirty years ago, Zong Bu entered the imperial court, causing chaos and bloodshed."

"I don't know how many clowns and objections there were at the time, but in the end we won with difficulty."

"And each of these major events are making Zhou Tian better."

Cui Zhi looked at him, while Zhao Chengfeng took another sip of the delicious scented tea.

Under the awning of a quiet farmhouse courtyard, the little old man Liu Guangyi continued: "

"But do you know that in order to facilitate these things, we have to make many decisions against our will, aggrieved demands for perfection, and disgusting exchanges of benefits that make us wake up in the middle of the night and want to give ourselves two slaps in the face?"

There was silence under the shed, except for the fragrance of flowers.

"Each generation must have a different mission."

"The mission of our previous generation was to save the surviving Zhou Tian from death. Our generation has only been able to compete with the sect since the beginning, but we have to make many compromises, concessions, and disgusting things."

"Do you know why we do these things?"

Having said this, the little old man glanced at Zhao Chengfeng with a burning gaze, and then at Cui Zhi.

Without waiting for the two people to answer, he said:

"The compromises we made, the concessions we made."

"This is all to enable your generation to not compromise or give in."

Although his tone was light, it was as heavy as a pound in the ears of Zhao Chengfeng and Cui Zhi.

The little old man looked at the two of them and said:

"This time Zong Ke enters the court, it is the debut of your generation."

"Cui Zhi, do you want to go on stage?"

"Chengfeng is already on stage."

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