Since the Cheng Family in the City of Gods became a family with supernatural powers, their overall strength has been declining over time and has never rebounded.
There was a very sad comment in the clan, which was that "there is no third grade after knowing a festival, and there is no fourth grade after being promoted to a teacher".
This means that since Cheng Zhijie, the Cheng family has never produced a third-grade person; since Cheng Shiju, the Cheng family has never produced a fourth-grade person.
Therefore, there is no need to explain how harsh the evaluation of "an established five-level family" is.
Within more than ten minutes after Wang Wanrou's reply, the number of replies to the post quickly exceeded the one thousand mark, and was soon hit to one thousand four. By the time Cheng Jinyang noticed something was wrong and hurriedly grabbed his phone back, the number of replies had already reached the mark.
An exaggerated one thousand and nine.
It was obviously forwarded to channels other than the forum, causing a large number of tribesmen who did not originally participate in the forum to log in and denounce the ungrateful descendant of a poor family for "reciting the scriptures and forgetting their ancestors".
Cheng Jinyang was about to cry, so he could only post quickly and claim that he was "not me". After editing a little bit and "Send", a prompt popped up:
Your account has been banned.
Cheng Jinyang:…………
"Wang Wanrou!" he roared through gritted teeth.
"Sorry." Wang Wanrou said calmly, "They are so stupid, I couldn't help it."
"Then don't use my account to post!" Cheng Jinyang felt like he was about to burst.
"You can explain to them that it was actually me who was replying just now." Wang Wanrou said.
"My account has been blocked." Cheng Jinyang was about to cry but had no tears.
Of course, even if he is not banned, he cannot reveal Wang Wanrou's name, otherwise it will cause a bigger problem - Miss Wang has such a good relationship with you? Are you using your private account to visit forums? Such rumors continue again and again
Word spread, it was not just the Cheng family who came to trouble him.
There is no point in blaming Miss Wang now. Cheng Jinyang was anxiously thinking about how to deal with the follow-up of this matter, when a call from Cheng Yizhou came in:
"What's going on with you in the family forum? I heard that you fired a map cannon and attacked the whole family? The administrators even found me!"
Cheng Jinyang quickly explained that it was not him who posted the message just now.
"If it's not you, who is that?" Cheng Yizhou asked immediately.
Ah, this... Cheng Jinyang was stuck for a moment.
He really wanted to say it was Wang Wanrou, but then he would have to explain why Miss Wang had his account. You know it's already 9pm! Are you two still chatting with each other at 9pm?
"Okay, okay." Cheng Yizhou sighed, "Let's just say that your account has been stolen and let everyone stop discussing it."
Hearing him say this, Cheng Jinyang was relieved.
Sure enough, it was similar to what Ah Zhi said. Because he stole the show in the afternoon product test and made a big show of himself in front of the Jiankang clan for the Cheng family in the city of God, he had already been treated like a core member of the family. Even if he usually does a little better
No matter what, the senior members of the family would protect him.
Of course, just because this matter has been properly resolved does not mean that Miss Wang, the instigator, can be let off lightly.
So Cheng Jinyang made an angry expression and was about to turn his head to "angrily scold women with five surnames" when he heard Wang Wanrou say:
"As for how to avoid being sealed by the Cheng family in the divine capital tomorrow, and how to eliminate the family's wariness against you in the future, it couldn't be simpler."
"Huh?" Cheng Jinyang was immediately diverted, "Have you figured out a simple and feasible way?"
"Of course." Wang Wanrou sneered, "Because your family is full of idiots, and none of them are even remotely intelligent, so it's not difficult to change public opinion."
"You just took his cell phone and posted on his family forum to explore the internal situation of the Cheng family in the capital city?" Xing Yunzhi, who had been playing with his cell phone next to him, suddenly asked.
"Hey, did you just realize it?" Wang Wanrou raised her eyebrows.
"After all, if you despise them just to show off your superiority, I don't think you would do such a boring thing." Xing Yunzhi said.
"Of course." Wang Wanrou said matter-of-factly, "Does Kunpeng, who soars above the nine heavens, care about the opinions of the sparrows in the dust?"
Cheng Jinyang:???
"Wait, I don't understand." He raised his hand to express that he had something to say, "What does it mean to explore the internal situation? You just browsed the forum and fired a few map cannons. Why did it suddenly become an investigation situation?"
"You don't understand even after I tell you." Wang Wanrou flattened the pillow behind her and slid into the quilt, "Sleep."
"Yeah, I went to bed." Xing Yunzhi also put down her phone and plugged in the charging cable.
"Hey, why don't you explain it to me!" Before Cheng Jinyang finished speaking, Xing Yunzhi had already turned off the light.
I always feel that these two girls seem to have formed some kind of tacit understanding towards me.
No, we have to think of a way.
………………
Taicheng, Tai Chi Hall.
The former sister Cheng Xinnan, now Her Royal Highness Princess Nankang, was walking quickly in the empty palace.
Not far away on the left and right sides, there were vaguely standing figures in robes. They were members of the Sima family, responsible for regulating and monitoring His Majesty's physical condition 24 hours a day.
Princess Nankang turned a blind eye to these researchers and walked straight into the depths of the palace.
She quickly arrived in front of the imperial steps. On both sides were synthetic warriors standing with guns. Their whole bodies were composed of complex-structured alloy armor. Sensors glowing red in the eye sockets of her head locked onto her, warning her that she was not allowed to take another step forward.
.
Deep in the layers of imperial stairs, the emperor sat alone in the shadowed throne. Because the distance was too far and far away from the light source at the palace entrance, Princess Nankang could only vaguely see the outline of the figure sitting deep down, like a clay sculpture.
Like a puppet.
"Father," she whispered.
"Nankang." His father's voice sounded from deep in the imperial steps, as if it was an electronic synthesized sound without any emotion, "You didn't act as planned, why?"
"Because of Cheng Jinyang." Princess Nankang whispered, "He is suffering from severe depression and needs to develop his brain to shield himself from heart disease, so I want to help him return to the Cheng family in the divine capital."
"The Cheng family in the capital of the gods..." The voice in the depths seemed a little disappointed, "After all, they still won't join us."
"But he is the son of Cheng Qinghe and Xie Guyan after all." Princess Nankang emphasized, "We have already felt sorry for Xie Guyan about what happened back then, and now we can no longer treat her son poorly! Father, after all, she is..."
"I understand." The voice deep in the imperial steps said gently, but there was no doubt about the intention in the words to prevent her from continuing.
Princess Nankang closed her mouth with some resentment, and could only lower her head indifferently and keep her eyelids closed tightly.
"Okay, you can leave." About ten seconds later, the emperor's voice sounded again - this time it was completely cold and expelling guests.
"Father?" Princess Nankang immediately became confused.
He was good at making decisions and showed up early in the Cheng clan's territory, which caused the Jinyiwei's mission to fall short, and also disrupted his father's original plan. He actually didn't issue a punitive mission for himself?
"Do you have anything else?" The emperor's voice was vague and unintelligible, like an indescribable whisper in his ear.
"Don't you have any new tasks for me?" Princess Nankang's voice was trembling, and she said anxiously, "If you want to express your anger, you can only express your anger at your daughter! Jinyang doesn't know anything..."
"Why are you angry?" In the shadows deep in the palace, the emperor's voice was low and strange, as if he was asking her, or talking to himself, "My plan..."