Chapter 1120 The army returns to Quzhou Prefecture!
Zhiweilou.
Cheng Ping, who was leaning on the window sill, waved to the three departing brothers with a charming smile, then took off the short stick holding up the window and closed the window.
A thrilling smile appeared on a pretty and charming face.
"I didn't expect that what I lost and gained in the east was a few cheap brothers... With a few big brothers to guide me, I'm afraid I can get a lot of extra money!"
The Taikoo True Spirit needed so much money that he had to rack his brains to find ways to get the money.
"Even if it doesn't work, when they are really useless, we can turn them into women... let them continue to be my cattle and horses, looking for grass everywhere..."
Cheng Ping sneered.
"The only thing I'm worried about is whether we were in a coma because of an outsider plotting against us, or whether one of the three is hiding an adulterer and becoming a fisherman..."
Cheng Ping's eyes flashed, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
Generally speaking, he did not lose money this time.
Although he lost tens of thousands in banknotes and a few pages of his ancestor's manuscripts, he gained three older brothers and opened up a promising way to make money!
Still worth it!
After all, his apprentice Ma Zhao's method of running Zhiwei Lou also inspired him.
How can you compare to sitting on the ground and sharing the spoils when you are personally punished?
So since he came back from the palace, he began to live a life of keeping himself clean and waiting for the price. Of course, Ma Zhao, as his high-end oxen, still worked hard.
Huanzhuan Zhiweilou main store.
Cheng Ping checked the account books as usual. When he saw Ma Zhao's accounts, his face sank slightly. Not only were the numbers written vaguely, but the money was also difficult to match.
He immediately found Ma Zhao, threw the account book in front of him, and asked: "How many people did you receive today?"
As soon as Ma Zhao saw Cheng Ping's expression, he knew something was wrong.
However, he had no choice but to make false accounts.
Who asked the other party to pump the water too hard? He also wanted to collect 10 million silver for the great ancient true spirit. If he didn't take the opportunity to make money, when would he be dead?
Ma Zhao said vaguely: "Six or seven..."
Cheng Ping stared into his eyes coldly and said, "How many are there?"
Ma Zhao's expression changed and he struggled violently.
He raised his head and glanced at Cheng Ping quickly, then immediately lowered his head, gritted his teeth for the last time, closed his eyes, and said loudly: "In the end... there is no one in the end..."
"..."
Cheng Ping was stunned for a moment, feeling that something was wrong somewhere.
When he came to his senses and looked at his disciple again, his eyes couldn't help but become extremely strange: "Hiding it so deeply is really unexpected..."
Could it be that I accidentally created some kind of legendary weapon...
An inexplicable jealousy arose in my heart for no reason, but he quickly suppressed it.
but--
"In this case, I should change my approach when dealing with my disciples..."
Thinking of this, the smile on Cheng Ping's face became kind, but Ma Zhao was frightened and felt a strong uneasiness rising from the bottom of his heart.
It is a fear of the unpredictable future and the unknown road ahead!
Just when the pair of masters and disciples Cheng Ping and Ma Zhao fell in love with each other and fell in love and killed each other, Yang Fan was almost ready.
Not only has his subordinates made arrangements, but he also has the trump card in hand. Now he just waits for the army to arrive in Hangzhou before he can return to the divine capital!
"Kill the evil god, fight against the king's family, destroy the Japanese pirates, King Pingning..."
Thinking carefully about all the things that happened along the way, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel a little emotional, especially since he successfully broke into the third realm and had the hidden god in his hand. He finally had some confidence to face this increasingly chaotic world!
"But it's not enough!"
The lifting of the ban on heaven and earth is becoming more and more obvious, especially as Emperor Ming sacrifices a world, the power of this world is constantly recovering, and there are faint signs of returning to the ancient times.
At present, the first-level powerhouses of Shenzang have been appearing one after another. Given time, Chonglou Realm may once again stand in the world!
With his current achievements, it’s not time to relax yet!
The martial arts sacred treasure has been taken away, but we still need to continue practicing. The remaining three sacred treasures, including Wen, Dao, and Buddha, still need to be taken away!
Among them, the Buddhist Divine Treasure is not far from perfection, and it is not difficult to pick it off. The Daoist Divine Treasure is composed of nine magical powers. Currently, there are only four magical powers: "Tianwei", "Fuyao", "Mending the Sky" and "Thousand Transformations", and there are still five powers missing.
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Next, what he has to do is to try his best to collect the true spirits of ancient strange beasts, and different true spirits represent different magical powers. I'm afraid he will have to make a choice at that time.
As for the magical treasures of literary and spiritual arts, it was only then that Yang Fan suddenly realized that he didn’t even have a single magical power of literary and spiritual arts!
"My noble disciple of the saint, a disciple of Xin Xue... he also went through nine years of compulsory education in his previous life, but he doesn't even have a single literary, Taoist or supernatural power?"
Yang Fan's expression changed.
"I don't know if it's still too late to guide Jingjie into literary practice."
As for Lu Chi, a dignified literary and Taoist semi-sage, a graduate of All Saints Academy and a role model for literati in the world, it was not within the scope of Yang Fan's consideration at all.
It lasted half a month.
Nanchang Mansion has been sorted out in order by Zhang Taiyue.
If the government is harmonious and the people are harmonious, there will be no lost things on the road.
The streets became lively again, and the forgetful people even went to the execution ground with great interest to watch the execution of those former big shots.
As they watched the heads of those big shots fall to the ground one after another, the people cheered from time to time.
They may not know these people, nor do they know what these people have done, but they are all happy when they see these once high-ranking figures in trouble.
Soon, Zhang Taiyue's order came down, and all the troops returned to their respective garrison locations.
Lu Shanming and other Lu family members had already dispersed without a trace, and other people from the Xinxue School, as well as people from all walks of life, had also left one after another.
Zhu Yuexian directly ordered the entire army to prepare the squadron.
After Yang Fan got the news, he immediately returned to the military camp and caught up with Zhou Chaozong who was about to leave.
"My little friend, don't forget that lover's sword! In addition, if you have a chance, you can come to the North to find me! When the time comes, I will let you experience the scenery of the North!"
Zhou Chaozong laughed and turned into a stream of light and left.
Yang Fan watched him leave.
It didn't take long for the army to set off.
After exiting Nanchang Prefecture, he went straight back to the important military town of Quzhou Prefecture. Many sergeants were from here, so they were directly sent back to various ministries by Zhu Yuexian.
The army was temporarily stationed here to rest and recuperate.
The Nankong lineage also broke away from the army at this time and returned to the family.
However, their mood was not high.
This time when they accompanied the army to quell the rebellion of King Ning, they did not take action a few times before being threatened by Beikong. As a result, they received very few merits and did not perform to their due level at all.
It would be fine if they were not strong enough, but if they were obviously strong but were oppressed by their status, how could they feel better?