Su Rui and Fang You'an left temporarily, and the affairs of the two cities were handed over to Lu Yaoye and Yuan Wanzheng respectively.
Zhu Qinghong went to Youshuang City to meet Merchant Wang.
"Greetings to Your Majesty." Merchant Wang bent down to flatter you, "Your Majesty is so beautiful that you are truly an immortal descended from heaven."
"Sit down." Zhu Qinghong sat down at the main seat without ceremony, "I am going to the slave country. You lead the way."
The smile on Merchant Wang's face froze: "Your Majesty, the slave country is not a good place for women. As a woman, it is not good for you to go this time. Our country's business has been growing for a long time and the supply of goods is sufficient. Your Majesty should understand why. meaning."
Zhu Qinghong curled his lips and looked coldly: "I am not discussing with you, but giving orders. Do you understand?"
"I understand, I understand." Merchant Wang wiped the sweat from his forehead, "The only way to successfully enter the slave country with His Majesty's appearance is."
Lifting his chin slightly, Zhu Qinghong gestured to him. Merchant Wang's eyes lit up: "Pretend to be a foster dancer."
"Huh?" Zhu Qinghong's eyes sharpened.
Merchant Wang immediately knelt down with weak legs: "I'm not trying to take advantage of your Majesty. Your Majesty doesn't look like a slave no matter how you look. It is still credible to say that you are a dancer. Your Majesty, I don't dare to hide it. Our emperor is at the county level. priest."
County priest...Zhu Qinghong raised the corners of his mouth.
Just when I was looking for more resources, someone came to my door. Not bad, worthy of commendation.
"You only need to take me into the city, and don't worry about the rest." Zhu Qinghong stood up and walked to Merchant Wang, lifting his chin with his fingers. "You are a businessman, chasing profits. See the situation clearly, and it is up to you whether you will be rich and prosperous in the rest of your life. between."
Merchant Wang pondered for a moment and asked: "I heard that your Majesty's country prohibits the slave trade. How should I, a slave trader, live?"
"Since you are a businessman and can do slave business, you can naturally do other businesses." Zhu Qinghong thought about it, "Are you an ordinary person? Do you want the power of a priest? In today's world, money and power are all in vain. Strength is paramount. , isn’t it?”
"Can you make me a priest?" Merchant Wang's eyes widened in disbelief, "No, it's impossible."
Zhu Qinghong raised his hand and summoned a power ball: "Of course it is possible. I can take the priest's power whenever I want, and give it to whoever I want. You are a businessman, how about giving you the power to control the wind? Then not only will you not have to be afraid of demons, but you will also be able to Shipping goods faster.”
Controlling the wind... Merchant Wang is well-informed and naturally knows that the power of the Zhao family priest is to control the wind.
His Majesty pitted one against three, not only killing them, but also drawing out his strength. How powerful, how terrifying. He was so excited that he was trembling. The power was at his fingertips...
"Have you considered it carefully?" Zhu Qinghong pointed at the power ball, "You don't want it. I'll give it to someone else."
"No." Merchant Wang shouted, "No, Your Majesty. Please reward Your Majesty. No matter what you do, I am willing."
Zhu Qinghong put away the power ball: "If you do a good job, I can't treat you badly. Go down and prepare. We will set off tomorrow."
Merchant Wang was filled with regret. He stood up and saluted. Strength must be obtained.
Zhu Qinghong smiled: "Wait a minute."
Not knowing why, Merchant Wang turned around.
Zhu Qinghong injected a force into his body: "I'll give you the reward first."
Intangible power filled his body, and Merchant Wang was overjoyed. After thanking him repeatedly, he ran out to test his strength.
From stumbling to becoming proficient, Merchant Wang became more and more excited. real. He really has the power to control the wind!
"Hahahaha." Businessman Wang couldn't stop laughing and was excited. With strength, he is no longer afraid of monsters.
Soon, he calmed down. If you want to keep your strength, you need to work hard for His Majesty.
Your Majesty can give and you can take back.
If you have never owned anything, you can still resist greed.
Once you have it, you don't want to lose it. The greed to seize power becomes the fear of losing.
On the city wall.
Zhu Qinghong held a round ball in his hands, with a whirlwind roaring inside. The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she had everything under control.
The next day.
Merchant Wang prepared everything to invite. Zhu Qinghong walked to him and stopped: "How do you feel?"
"It feels good." Businessman Wang lowered his head lower and lower. How could it not feel good to have power?
After a quick glance, Zhu Qinghong got into the carriage. A ray is separated from the ball of power, and it will dissipate over time.
It's best not to have any evil thoughts.
The carriage drove slowly, and Zhu Qinghong opened the curtain and looked outside. After all, she is not a good person.
On this trip, Lu Yaoye was so angry that he insisted on following him. Yingling City was handed over to Lu Yu, who was so angry that he chased him for several streets.
Lu Yaoye lay slumped in the carriage, swaying while drinking milk tea: "Your Majesty, is the slave country fun?"
"It's not fun. Why are you following me?" Zhu Qinghong took out a grapefruit and said, "Peel it open."
"Okay." Lu Yaoye happily took it.
The young master who grew up in fine clothes and fine food, peeled grapefruit peels. The unique taste stimulates the taste buds and has an inexplicable sour taste. He smacked his lips and sped up.
When the skin was peeled off, Lu Yaoye spontaneously broke it into two halves.
Zhu Qinghong took half of it without saying anything.
Lu Yaoye happily took a piece of grapefruit and bit it, his face suddenly turned ugly.
The first time I ate it, I inevitably felt it was sour and astringent.
He frowned and took it away, and after a while he felt the sweetness coming over him again.
Not sure, keep eating.
Lu Yaoye continued to eat, his face slowly relaxed. After getting used to eating it, I feel a little high.
Zhu Qinghong glanced at him and saw that this man came here just to eat. Lu Yaoye took the last bite and looked at the one in her hand.
"Here." Zhu Qinghong neither loved nor hated Yuzi. I can't finish the whole one, and one or two pieces are not enough.
Give him whatever you can't finish, so as not to waste it.
Lu Yaoye thanked him profusely and took it happily. One bite and the juice explodes in your mouth.
Seeing that he liked to eat, Zhu Qinghong asked Xiaoye to pick the sour lemon.
She took it out and handed it over: "Try this."
"It's a bit like an orange." Lu Yaoye hurriedly took it away, "I'll eat it later. It's right to follow His Majesty."
Zhu Qinghong nodded and looked to see when he would eat the lemon. After eating the grapefruit, Lu Yaoye fought hard for the lemon.
The lemon peel was difficult to peel, so he just tore it apart bit by bit. When he was done, Lu Yaoye took out a piece and put it in his mouth. In an instant, his entire face was so sore that he lost control of his expression.
Zhu Qinghong turned his head to look outside, the corners of his mouth raised. Lu Yaoye had never eaten anything so sour before and almost vomited it out.
Fortunately, I remembered that I had to swallow even if I was kneeling in front of Zhu Qinghong. The taste in his mouth still lingered, and he stared at the remaining lemon in his hand without tears.
Zhu Qinghong tried his best to hold back his laughter and kindly reminded: "If you can't finish it, you can squeeze it into juice. One cup is only one cup."
Lu Yaoye swallowed his saliva and felt that there was only a sour taste in his mouth. He wanted to squeeze it into juice, but he didn't have the tools.
Forget it, just eat. Lu Yaoye put it into his mouth piece by piece, losing control of his expression every time he ate.
However, at the end of the meal, I don’t know if I had fun. He was actually a little unfinished.
Just, quite unforgettable.
"So you like sour things." Zhu Qinghong looked like he suddenly realized, "I remember."
"It's true... I don't like it that much." Lu Yaoye explained stumblingly, "Grapefruit, it's okay. Lemon... squeeze the juice."
Zhu Qinghong nodded: "I will give you lemon juice from now on. If you like it, drink more. I have plenty of lemons."
"..." Lu Yaoye sensed something was wrong.
His eyebrows were wrinkled like a little old man's. But he couldn't help it, the other party was His Majesty.
I was bored on the road, so someone came specially to follow me.
Zhu Qinghong naturally had some fun.
So what if you know? Dare to resist?
Lu Yaoye could only endure it.
He has always made fun of others. This is the first time in my life that I have been treated as fun by others.
That’s what it feels like.
Lu Yaoye touched his chin, feeling a little fresh. In fact, he was not at a loss and ate a lot of delicious food.
What lemon, durian.
After surviving the first time, you naturally fall in love. Come, come, come, he will not refuse anyone who comes. Isn’t it just eating?
Zhu Qinghong raised his eyebrows, actually wanting him to challenge the dark cuisine one by one. After all, she doesn't eat it, so it would be nice to have someone taste it.
The carriages and horses traveled across the land, getting closer and closer to the slave country. During this period, Lu Yaoye tasted a lot of dark cuisine, some of which were good, and some of which he didn't understand.
But the food cannot be wasted, he must finish it no matter how it tastes. If you can't finish your meal, continue eating.
Zhu Qinghong looked at him with a hint of appreciation in his eyes. I wanted to applaud him. Awesome, really awesome.
Occasionally, monsters attack, and Lu Yaoye moves around. A large amount of black energy is released, and the demon instantly loses all its energy and is left to be slaughtered.
The power to control negative emotions?
Zhu Qinghong observed several times and found more than that. This guy is really interesting.
Getting closer and closer to the slave country, Zhu Qinghong frequently opened the curtain to look outside. The vast expanse of desolation is actually not much to look at.
She always felt something was wrong, as if she was being watched. When the feeling deepened, the group of them entered the slave country.
The carriage stopped for a rest, and Merchant Wang ordered his entourage to prepare lunch. Lu Yaoye jumped out of the car, stretched, took out the walnuts and started to plate them.
Zhu Qinghong picked a set of dancer's clothes to change into and got off the carriage. Everyone turned around and saw red skirts flying.
She wears a garland, has black hair like ink, and wears a red gauze over a fringed mask. Mysterious and beautiful, it attracts everyone's attention at a glance.
With her slender waist and dazzling eyes, everyone was mesmerized. Zhu Qinghong looked in the direction of the slave country, and sure enough, someone was watching.
The power of county-level priests monitors the boundaries of the country. Not what the eyes can see, but what is perceived.
Lu Yaoye came back to his senses, looked it over and said: "The dancer is not dressed like this. The dragon pool and tiger den in front of her are too ostentatious."
Um? Zhu Qinghong clicked on the panel to check and found that he had indeed selected the dancer suit. A dancing girl from the Western Regions, showing off her arms and waist, no matter how beautiful she is.
"No problem." Zhu Qinghong turned off the panel. In a place like slave country, no matter what you wear, the result will be the same.
We are not afraid that the other party will come, but we are afraid that they will not come.
Merchant Wang was well-informed and his eyes shone: "The most beautiful dancer's outfit is rumored to be."
Yes, it's rumored. All parts of the world are surrounded by demons, and news is cut off. After separation, we can only know the customs and habits of other places through literature.
And that information was from many years ago, and I don’t know what it looks like now. Are there any changes?
"A businessman is a businessman. He is well-informed." Zhu Qinghong looked at Lu Yaoye with a smile, "Young masters from aristocratic families should learn more."
Lu Yaoye nodded humbly.
Well, who asked him to stay in his own one-third of an acre of land since he was a child. I don’t know that’s normal.
Merchant Wang coveted the dancer's clothes.
Zhu Qinghong looked over coldly, and he quickly looked away. Lu Yaoye spread his hands, luckily he was honest.
(End of chapter)
