"How many secrets are you hiding in your heart?" Fatty thought he knew Xiao Chen very well, but unexpectedly he knew nothing about him.
"Actually, it's really not much, otherwise I would have collapsed!" Xiao Chen sighed, "It's not that I deliberately hid it from you guys, it's just that I don't understand these things myself, can you tell me clearly?
?If it weren’t for the unpredictable luck of going to Mojie this time, I wouldn’t be talking to you about this.”
"It's no big deal to go to Mojie. With those little brats here, no one can hurt our buddies. Otherwise, how could I, a rich man like you, come with you? But you just said
What he said scared me." Fatty said.
"Sigh... Even though I'm brave and not afraid of death, I've had enough of this kind of life. It seems that I can't always be passively beaten. It's time to take the initiative." Xiao Chen said.
"Are you still passive?" The fat man was very happy. "You are already proactive enough. How many people can't sleep because of you."
"Really? I don't know anything about my own awesomeness." Xiao Chen's modesty sounded like he was pretending to be awesome.
"Goodbye." Fatty felt that he could no longer continue chatting with him.
"Sayannala." Xiao Chen said.
Early the next morning, Xiao Chen personally went to visit Zuo Weipan, who was bedridden, but the guard at the door did not stop him.
But Zuo Weipan's complexion was also very bad. After all, it's not a big deal if strong alcohol hurts the stomach, but it was really uncomfortable to be fed a stomach full of yellow soup of feces and urine, because he always felt that he had not vomited completely, and
A little bit remains.
"I see that Mr. Zuo, you don't look very well. How about we rest here for a few days before setting off?" Xiao Chen was concerned.
"Ah? Is that Qiu Muling willing to let us go?" Zuo Weipan jumped up.
"He didn't even lock us up in the first place, so he had to dare. I scared him to death!" God knows that Xiao Chen's words are really not bragging.
"Let's go, let's go!" Don't say that Zuo Weipan can still get up and walk now. Even if he is half dead, he has to crawl away quickly. What if that Qiu Muling goes crazy again and wants to feed me shit and urine, can I bear it?
"Are you sure?" Xiao Chen said, "There is no smooth road to Mojie here. I'm afraid that Mr. Zuo will have bumpy roads, and it will not be good if your condition worsens."
He didn't even mention Shangguan Qiji, the great miraculous doctor.
"I can still hold on!" Zuo Weipan said firmly.
Sure enough, Qiu Muling didn't force them to stay, and even sent them to the border, claiming that he would be waiting for them to come back. This time, Mr. Zuo Weipan didn't drink well. We will have to drink hard when we come back anyway!
Zuo Weipan even ignored him! His lips moved slightly, and the four silent words were: Go to hell!
Because the plan has changed, Uluolan will not go to Mojie, and Podoro will not come either, but Uluolan still prepared several large carts of birthday gifts. Guess who the envoy she sent?
"Shan Chang?" Xiao Chen was surprised and happy when he saw Wen Shan Chang strolling over with a smile on his face, "Why are you here?"
"On the order of King Moro, I went to wish the old prince Wanyanhong a birthday!" Wen Shanchang raised his hand high, "I wish the old prince good health and a long life!"
"What the hell are you saying that you didn't show up when you came here? I'm not your boss anymore!" Xiao Chen became angry after being happy.
"I was appointed temporarily and arrived in the early morning. At that time, boss, you were sleeping soundly. Do I dare to disturb you?" Wen Shanchang said with a smile.
"Okay, you kid, you are strong in spirit and fat in body. You are very nourished by living in Xianbo. You?" Xiao Chen didn't even look at him with a good eye, you traitor!
"Isn't it thanks to you, boss? Thanks to Prince Moro's importance and care, I am now one of the five princes of different surnames in Xianbo. I am equivalent to the Duke of our Zhou Dynasty, on the same level as Mr. Murong Heng." Wen said.
He is proud and full of energy.
"Oh! That's incredible. I have to kneel down and worship you now, right?" Xiao Chen's nose was so angry that his nose was crooked.
"No gifts, no gifts." Wen Shanchang was polite.
"I'll take it if you make me mad!" Xiao Chen gestured and drew his sword. He always forgot that he didn't bring a sword.
Wen Shanchang still paid homage to Gong Shouli and Zuo Weipan according to etiquette, but he did not regard himself as the prince of Xianbo. He also met Ling'er and others, and it goes without saying that they were both happy.
"Brother Shangguan, I've heard of his name for a long time." But he was extremely polite to Shangguan Qiji.
"Lao Wen, you are not interesting enough. You left just after I came here. As a result, I am now exhausted by Xiao Chen's instructions. If you were here, it would not be a problem." Shangguan Qiji said with a smile.
"My boss has always been like this... Why don't you come to Xianbo, Qiji? With my little ability, I'm still a prince. If you come, I'm afraid you'll have to be crowned king directly." Wen Shanchang.
road.
"Really?" Shangguan Qiji expressed his interest, "But I don't know how much money a prince like you can give a year..."
When they arrived at Mojie Realm, Gong Shouli finally breathed a sigh of relief, "It's really dangerous. I thought I wouldn't survive today. I didn't sleep well last night!"
"Can't you?" Xiao Chen said with a smile, "Is there a time when your old Gong is still afraid?"
"I'm so timid now. If I had my bad temper back then, I would have dared to use crutches to hit that bastard Qiu Muling. Do you believe it?" Gong Shouli's words were really not bragging.
"Then why didn't you take his turn? How dare you take my turn!" Xiao Chen said.
"Wasn't I busy trying to dissuade you from your nonsense? You said you did the same. You are such a big man and you don't act calmly at all. If I hadn't hugged you, I would have seen that you would really fight against others. Not a good man.
You don’t even understand the concept of suffering an immediate loss? It doesn’t matter if you suffer a loss, does it matter if it affects me?” Gong Shouli complained.
"After all, Eunuch Gong, you are still a good man." Shangguan Qiji said with a smile.
"I'm really not bragging to you." Gong Shouli relaxed and the conversation became more lively, "I remember when I and I fought on the battlefield..."
The group of people walked more than ten miles and arrived at a small border town in Mojie. From a distance, they saw a dark group of people outside the city greeting them on both sides of the road. The leader turned out to be Wanyan Pingqiu?
Both Gong Shouli and Zuo Weipan recognized Wanyan Pingqiu. It was this boy who went to Dazhou to participate in the Lantern Festival for several years in a row. He won the first prize every time, which made all the talented people in Dazhou feel ashamed!
It wasn't until Xiao Chen was born that he was put to an end...
Seeing him running hundreds of miles away to greet me in person, with an extremely humble attitude, I felt happy in my heart and felt light on my face.
"I will prepare a small amount of wine in the city so that I can help the adults to wash away the wind and dust. The adults have really worked hard along the way, so why not just rest in the city for two days before leaving." Wanyan Pingqiu warmly invited her.
"We have all accepted Prince Wanyan's kindness, but I don't dare to accept this wine." Zuo Weipan said with a grimace.
"Oh? But why?" Wanyan Pingqiu looked confused.
"Haha, our Lord Zuo is tired from the journey and is not acclimated to the local environment. He is worried... He has a stomachache, so he can't drink." Gong Shouli said with a smile.
"Oh, I see, then it's okay to have tea instead of wine." Wanyan Pingqiu saw Xiao Chen and Gong Shouli looking strange, and was confused, but she didn't feel comfortable asking in detail.