If you want to be Lu Meng, you need to have this capital.
Zhang Heng just told Long Nanguang that if his uncle were not Prince Wuyi, he would have died long ago.
He didn't lie to anyone.
It is difficult to win over everyone, but it is very easy to win over one person.
For example, they would detain his wife, children, and children, and then promise to make him the county magistrate of Rongcheng when the matter is completed.
"You think you've got me?"
Long Nanguang was furious.
Zhang Heng just smiled and did not want to comment further on the established facts.
Seeing that he was confident, Long Nanguang was a little discouraged: "Tell me, why are you willing to let me go?"
After that, he added: "I am also the commander-in-chief of Rongcheng. The people, squires, and maritime merchants all support me. If you kill me, they will not obey you."
Zhang Heng nodded: "This is the reason why I haven't touched you. I need a way to kill you."
"What do you want to do?"
Long Nanguang's eyes were full of caution.
Zhang Heng said what he wanted to say directly, and did not want to go around so many twists and turns: "I want you to submit to me and be my deputy commander. When the time comes, it will be good for you as long as I am good for you. If the four counties are integrated into one, if we occupy Hainan, you will be more prosperous than you are now."
Long Nanguang looked hesitant.
"If you don't want to, we will fight."
"I promise not to fight, but the people below will not agree because you are blocking the way."
Zhang Heng said earnestly: "I come here with sincerity, and now it depends on your sincerity."
Long Nanguang was struggling.
He has no confidence at all, and the deputy commander sounds pretty good.
More importantly, he is not a very ambitious person and just wants to live a life of his own.
Otherwise, he should have taken over the four southwest counties before Zhang Heng showed up.
In fact, he didn't even occupy the nearby Hainan because he thought it was too troublesome.
"Can I reply to you later?"
Long Nanguang was thinking a little: "I want to discuss this with my wife."
"Discuss with your wife?"
Zhang Heng glanced at him in surprise.
He knew that Long Nanguang loved his wife very much, but he didn't expect that his first reaction after hearing such a big event was to go home and discuss it with his wife.
"You don't have to look at me like this. I'm a very democratic person. I'm definitely not a chauvinist."
"If such a big thing happens in the family, of course it needs to be discussed between two people. It would be too dictatorial for one person to make the decision."
"But don't worry, she has always disliked my fighting. Last year, when she heard about your recruitment, she wanted to persuade me to abandon Rongcheng and run away."
When Long Nanguang said this, he suddenly saw that the food on the table was still untouched, and said: "Sit down and eat together. You are in for a treat today. The Australian lobster and Fuso salmon are newly delivered by the sea ship, plus the chef's careful preparation
The prepared sushi and charcoal grilled wagyu are guaranteed to make your trip worthwhile.”
"Everyone, let's eat something first."
Mi Nianying also came out to say hello.
Everyone sat down one after another.
Not to mention, Long Nanguang’s chef is very good, the Japanese cuisine is very authentic, and it also takes into account the tastes of Guangdong and Guangxi regions.
Uncle Jiu had a bite of mustard and a bite of lobster, it was so delicious that he cried.
"Carman Guang, Nianying said you have long nails and you always like to grab things?"
While eating lobster, Uncle Jiu did not forget the purpose of his trip.
"Yeah, I don't know how it happened."
Long Nanguang responded, but felt his fingers were itchy again and couldn't help but rub them: "Not to mention, it feels quite comfortable to scratch."
Uncle Jiu looked at his movements and had a guess in his mind: "Have you been to Yizhuang, ancestral halls, mass graves and other places at night recently, and have you been attacked by weirdos or corpses?"
Long Nanguang thought for a while and replied: "Since I came to Rongcheng and took office, I have moved the ancestral hall from my hometown here. Five days ago, I went to offer incense to my father, and I heard the coffin creaking.
, I opened it and saw that not only did he not recognize my son, but he also grabbed two bars in my hand, so I stuffed him back."
Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiu felt confident.
"Your father must have transformed into a zombie, but it didn't happen, so you were able to survive until now after being scratched by him. If it were replaced by Heizong, huh."
Uncle Jiu looked back at Wencai: "You can't survive three hours."
Wencai was scratched by Mr. Ren, and he was deeply moved when he heard this: "After I was scratched by a zombie, I jumped on the bed covered with glutinous rice. Who would have thought that Qiu Sheng was not able to do his job well, and the glutinous rice was adulterated?"
Sticky rice almost turned me into a zombie."
Long Nanguang didn't believe it: "Can I just get some glutinous rice?"
Uncle Jiu didn't answer, he lifted up his sleeve and looked at it, and sure enough he saw three scratches on it.
These scratches are dark purple, and some places have begun to rot.
"The zombie that scratched you is not that powerful, but you have been poisoned by corpse poison for five days. The poison has invaded your bone marrow. Glutinous rice alone is not enough."
Uncle Jiu looked at Long Nanguang's nails again and said decisively: "You need to use zombie teeth to fight poison with poison, and then use a medicinal bath to heal you."
"I know about medicinal baths, but where can I find zombie teeth?"
Long Nanguang asked subconsciously.
"You are stupid, go find whoever scratches you."
It was a rare moment for a literary talent to be clever.
"Who's here and it's so lively?"
Just as he was talking, a big-bellied woman came outside.
This woman looked to be in her thirties or forties, and next to her was the long-haired maid, who had a maternal glow when she smiled.
"Lianmei!"
When he looked up, Uncle Jiu couldn't move his eyes away.
The complexity of the gaze is difficult to describe in words.
Admiration, nostalgia, regret, joy, and avoidance are all intertwined in the eyes, which even an international movie star would find difficult to shape.
"Uncle, don't be like this."
Zhang Heng didn't want Uncle Jiu to make a fool of himself, after all, this was someone else's woman.
"Lianmei!"
Uncle Jiu was a rare loser. He even ignored Zhang Heng's words and stood up from his chair excitedly: "How have you been these years?"
"Brother Lin, long time no see."
Facing Uncle Jiu, Mi Qilian seemed very free and easy, as if she were reunited with an old friend.
But this kind of joy like seeing old friends again was not what Uncle Jiu wanted. It was like a bucket of cold water being poured over his head.
"Yes, I haven't seen you for more than ten years."
Uncle Jiu smiled unnaturally.
He tried hard to control his heart, but he still couldn't calm down.
A thought kept flashing in front of his eyes. If he had not embarked on the path of monasticism, Lian Mei would have been his wife.
"Douchiying, we are not going to the ancestral hall. Don't delay. Let's leave now."
Long Nanguang couldn't stand it anymore, so he grabbed Uncle Jiu's arm and said to his wife: "Wife, let's go out to do some errands. You can take a good rest at home."
Finished.
Regardless of whether Uncle Jiu was willing or not, Long Nanguang never gave him a chance and dragged him away forcefully.
"Brother Heng, do you think Master regrets it?"
After leaving the Marshal's Mansion, Wencai said somewhat gloomily.
"What do you regret?"
Zhang Heng answered while looking towards the second floor of the Marshal's Mansion.
When they caught sight, the maid who had accompanied Mi Qilian back was standing on the balcony on the second floor, watching them.
Eyes facing each other.
The maid had a strange smile on her lips, and then turned around and returned to the house.
"I regret becoming a Taoist priest."
Wen Cai said to himself: "Brother Heng, do you think I will regret it? To be honest, when Qiu Sheng said he wanted to get married, I was actually quite envious. I even dreamed of being a groom last night."
Zhang Heng withdrew his gaze, frowned and said, "I'm not talking about you as a brother. Can you survive after leaving Yizhuang?"
"right."
Wencai was also a little annoyed: "I'm stupid, ugly, and can't speak. I'll probably starve to death if I leave Yizhuang. It's better to stay with the master, at least I won't starve to death."
Zhang Heng patted Wencai on the shoulder and took a few steps to catch up with Uncle Jiu.
"Uncle Nine."
"What's wrong?"
Zhang Heng came closer to Uncle Jiu and whispered: "There is something wrong with that long-haired maid."
Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiu stopped and asked, "What did you find?"
"Feel."
Zhang Heng did not explain much: "I will not go to the ancestral hall. I will stay and see the situation."
"Are you sure?"
Uncle Jiu still trusts Zhang Heng. Even his vague feeling attracted Uncle Jiu's attention: "How about I stay? You go to the ancestral hall to get the corpse teeth. The zombies in the ancestral hall are just changing for the first time.
You can handle it with your skills."
"Uncle, you can go with peace of mind."
Zhang Heng's face was full of confidence: "I am absolutely sure that it would be best if she has no problem. If she has a problem, it's time to try my new magic weapon."
"New magic weapon?"
Uncle Jiu was a little confused.
However, after being together for so long, he didn't find that Zhang Heng had a problem with bragging. He should be really able to handle it: "Okay, I'll go back quickly, and let Wen Cai stay to help you, so that I won't be overwhelmed by myself."
Zhang Heng thought for a while, nodded and said: "Yes."
"Brother Heng, why did Master and the others leave?"
When Wen Cai came over, Uncle Jiu had already got in the car and set off.
"Uncle Jiu said"
Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows. Instead of telling the truth, he said something else: "There's no point in getting the zombie teeth. He can just go by himself and let us stay and play with Nianying."
"Yeah."
Wencai was overjoyed and immediately believed it: "Let's go find Nianying. She must be bored to death by herself."
"Yeah, let's go quickly."
Zhang Heng lied without blinking an eye.
"Miss, pregnant women should go out for a walk every day to move their energy and blood so that their health will be better."
When Zhang Heng returned, the long-haired maid was taking Mi Qilian out for a walk.
Seeing Zhang Heng and Wencai, Mi Qilian was a little surprised: "Didn't you go to the ancestral hall with Dalong and the others?"
Before Zhang Heng could speak, Wencai rushed to say, "Master said, let us stay and play with Nianying."
"elder sister."
Just as he was talking, Mi Nianying changed her clothes and jumped out of the Marshal's mansion.
"Nianying, I went out and bought some tropical fruits today. You take them out, wash them, and greet the guests for me."
Mi Qilian believed it to be true and did not forget to tell her sister: "You must think of things well and don't act like a young lady."
"I know, sister."
Mi Nianying agreed immediately, and then said to Zhang Heng and Zhang Heng: "Go to my room, I will cut fruit for you to eat."
"I'll help you cut it. It's not good for girls to play with knives."
Wencai followed behind like a dog.
Zhang Heng walked last among the three.
This way.
Although he didn't look back, he could feel a pair of cold eyes staring at him, full of murderous intent.
"Which is your sister's room?"
After entering the villa, Zhang Heng asked directly.
"On the third floor, there's a flower pot at the door."
Mi Nianying pointed upward.
"good."
Zhang Heng agreed and told the two of them, "Go upstairs and wait for me."
After saying that, he went directly back to the room where the ceremony was held. When he came out again, he already had a sword in his hand.
"Brother, where did this sword come from?"
Seeing Zhang Heng coming up with a sword, Wencai was surprised because he had never seen this sword before.
"Of course you haven't seen it. I hid it on purpose."
Zhang Heng held the sword in his hand and then said to Mi Nianying: "Open the door. I suspect there is something unclean in your sister's room."
"Dirty stuff?"
Mi Nianying had a question mark on her face.
"It's just something very evil."
Wen Cai helped: "Brother Heng is not kidding. There must be some basis for what he said. You'd better take him to see it."
"Um."
Mi Nianying didn't think much and took the two of them directly into the room.
After searching around, nothing was found. Even the peace and evil talisman that Zhang Heng took out had no response in the room.
"strangeness!"
Zhang Heng frowned slightly, and then asked Mi Nianying: "Where does that long-haired maid live?"
"She lives in the guest room on the second floor."
The Marshal's Mansion is very big.
The villa has three floors and dozens of rooms.
Soon, under the leadership of Mi Nianying, the three of them arrived at the door of the room where the maid was.
Pushing the door, it was locked.
Before Zhang Heng could think of a solution, a dull female voice came from behind: "What are you doing?"
Zhang Heng looked back and found that it was the long-haired maid who came.
Seeing the real owner appear, Zhang Heng smiled coldly: "I want to go in and see what you are hiding inside."
"What if I don't agree?"
The long-haired maid looked straight at him.
"Don't agree?"
Zhang Heng smiled half-heartedly: "Do you think I'm begging you?"
The long-haired maid was silent for a while and asked herself: "Where did I show my flaws?"
"Does it feel okay?"
This time it was Zhang Heng's turn to ask the question.
The maid laughed and said teasingly: "Little Taoist priest, if your uncle were here, I would turn around and leave now. You dare to come and explore my roots. I think you are impatient."
Zhang Heng also laughed: "I dare to let my uncle go first, do you think I will be afraid of you?"
"Tough talk!"
The long-haired maid turned her hands and pushed towards Zhang Heng from the air.
boom!!
Zhang Heng dodged, and the next second, the guest room door was smashed into pieces.
"Brother Heng, this guy is so powerful!"
Wencai was startled and quickly pulled Mi Nianying back.
"There is something even more powerful."
Seeing that the move didn't work, the long-haired maid directly reached out to grab Zhang Heng.
The next second, the two sides were clearly several meters away, and the long-haired maid could only grab the air, but he felt his shoulders go numb, as if someone had really grabbed his shoulders.
"snort!"
Zhang Heng snorted coldly, and the paper ghost flew out from his neck and sat on his shoulder.
As soon as she sat down, the long-haired maid's spell failed instantly, and she was frightened and took a few steps back: "What is it?"
Zhang Heng didn't answer. He pressed his right hand between his eyebrows and pointed his finger in the air with his backhand.
The long-haired maid leaned back, followed by a 'pop' sound.
Look behind you.
I saw that the flowerpot placed behind her had been shattered by invisible forces.
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