You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

"You're going to fight me with a branch?" Que Tongfu looked at the branch in Chang Qing's hand, frowned slightly, feeling a little looked down upon.

"Uncle Que, please give me some advice." Chang Qing made a provocative gesture.

"Good boy, you are so arrogant!" Seeing this, Que Tongfu shouted angrily and suddenly blasted out with the Collapsing Mountain Fist.

Chang Qing was agile and dodged sideways, while the branch in his hand chopped at the opponent like a sharp sword.

Que Tongfu easily dodged it with his many years of combat experience.

But Changqing did not stop, but continued to look for flaws and wait for an opportunity to attack.

After thirty moves, the two men suddenly stopped, and Que Tongfu's fist stopped in mid-air, while the evergreen branch was against Que Tongfu's heart.

"This... a moment of carelessness, come again!"

Que Tongfu didn't believe that he was defeated like this. He felt it was shameful to lose to a kid, so he started to cheat and punched again.

However, this time, in less than twenty strokes, the evergreen branch was already against his throat.

Now Que Tongfu was like a person who had lost all his energy, sitting on the street without any image.

Que Tongfu couldn't help but look at Chang Qing twice more and said, "You are so young, but you have such achievements. It really opens our eyes. I am afraid that we can't find another martial arts master of this age in these nine countries."

"Uncle Que, you're too polite!" Chang Qing walked over and helped Que Tongfu up.

Que Tongfu added: "With your strength, if you are willing to serve the country, you will definitely achieve great things. It is not impossible for you to become the youngest general in the history of Xingyang. It is not too far off for you to become a grandmaster in the future."

Que Tongfu gave advice to Changqing.

"Uncle Que, I don't like trouble and disputes, and I don't want to get involved in these disputes."

"Let's not talk about anything else. Just look at the current war in the north. Is the reason justified? Tens of thousands of people have been displaced by the war and frozen to death. Xingyang only cares about expanding its borders but forgets about the people. Haha, this country won't last long!"

There was disgust in Changqing's tone, and his dislike for the court was only apparent.

"Can......"

Que Tongfu was powerless to refute when he heard this. Although he was in a remote area, he still had old friends in the court. He knew much more about the situation than Changqing, and he also felt deeply powerless.

In the end, Que Tongfu could only sigh: "You are right, I am too persistent."

But then Changqing said, "We are powerless to change the affairs of the court, but we implore Uncle Que to properly resettle the refugees within hundreds of miles around. This is the best thing Uncle Que can do now." Changqing bowed deeply to Que Tongfu.

Que Tongfu raised his eyebrows and scolded with a smile: "Are you teaching me how to do things? I have been an official for more than ten years, how can I not have experience?"

"Don't worry, I'm already doing it. Not to mention setting up more than a dozen soup kitchens on the main roads in the north, there are nearly 10,000 temporary shelters, and I paid for all this myself. The family will have to cut back on spending next year, alas~"

Que Tongfu's face was filled with pain.

Changqing bowed deeply again and said: "Uncle Que, this is a great act! This act should be a role model for officials all over the world. Please accept Changqing's greetings."

"Okay, you are too cunning. I have something else to do this time. Next time you come, we will continue to compete with each other." After saying this, Changqing and Que Tongfu said goodbye.

In the carriage, Que Tongfu looked at Chang Qing's back through the curtains and whispered:

"He has a clear mind, is not tainted by worldly affairs, and worries about the world. With such a broad mind, he deserves to become the Wuzong at this age."

After saying this, he looked at Butler Man lying in the carriage and snorted coldly.

Butler Man broke out in a cold sweat on his back. After seeing Changqing's strength, he couldn't help but feel scared. He was very glad that Changqing didn't kill him, otherwise he would have offended Wu Zong and killed him. Even Que Tongfu might not be able to save him. From then on, Butler Man had a deep shadow on the poor people.

Changqing was carrying his things and rushing towards home, when he suddenly felt a little cold on his face. He looked up and saw snowflakes beginning to fall from the sky. The road gradually turned white, leading to the distance, leading to his home in this world.

When they returned to the stone house, the roof was covered with heavy snow. Two people were standing in front of the door, as if they had been waiting for Changqing to come back. Changqing felt a little warm in his heart and ran forward with a smile.

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New Year's Eve is in two days. During these two days, Grandpa Zhao and Yu Linglong did not let Changqing practice. Instead, they let him rest for two days and combine work and rest.

Taking advantage of the free time, he called Yuan Chuan and Jiao Cang and asked them to help him find some ingredients to prepare for the New Year's Eve.

The two were reluctant at first, until Changqing took out the barbecue, and then they became more diligent than each other.

Soon they hunted down many ordinary animals that could not open their spiritual intelligence, as well as many edible vegetables. Everything was ready, and Changqing asked them to come for dinner in the evening of New Year's Eve.

Then Changqing dragged the mountain of meat back.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier. Two days passed in the blink of an eye. Changqing stretched and got up early in the morning. He hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time. Changqing thought that Grandpa Zhao had already gotten up and was cleaning the yard, and there was a group of demons helping to clean the yard.

Seeing Changqing coming out, Jiaocang and Yuanchuan also came over with smirks in their eyes. Changqing immediately understood that they were laughing at him for staying in bed. He found it funny and went up to have a fight.

Before he started to do anything, he felt a sharp pain on the top of his head and tears came out again. The other two monsters also held their heads in the same way. It was Grandpa Zhao's chestnut. There was nothing they could do, the three little guys could only go and sweep the snow obediently.

After cleaning up in a short while, Changqing began to prepare the food. Looking at the animals, he knew that he would be exhausted today, but he didn't complain and just started to work.

In the imperial capital of Xingyang State, on New Year's Eve.

A tea called Chen Junzi was circulated from Qingxi Merchant Alliance.

Everyone who has tasted it praises it for its long-lasting tea fragrance and lingering sweetness.

In less than half a day, Chen Junzi's reputation spread and he was regarded as a treasure by dignitaries.

They sent people to buy it.

But Qingxi Business Alliance announced that this tea was rare, only one pound was available each month, and it was sold at the rate of one ounce of tea for five ounces of gold. Once this news came out, the number of buyers dropped by half.

Although it is expensive, people who have tasted it don’t think so and are still willing to buy it for collection.

However, due to the limited quantity of tea, many people are bound to return disappointed.

Those who didn't buy Chen Junzi felt a little discouraged because they found that ordinary tea tasted bland and even difficult to swallow.

This made them even more eager to get Chenjunzi tea. By the evening, the price of Chenjunzi had been hyped up to a sky-high price of eight ounces of gold for one ounce of tea.

Changqing naturally didn't know about this. He was making braised pork at the time. Not far away, Yu Linglong was grilling skewers, and Grandpa Zhao was kneading dough.

Two hours later, the aroma of food was still strong in the courtyard. Soon Changqing cooked hundreds of dumplings in batches and brought them to the dining table. He turned around and took out the sweet potato cake that had been brewed in the kitchen. There were more than a dozen jars of it, weighing hundreds of pounds.

"Let's eat!" said Grandpa Zhao.

The monsters had already been tempted by the aroma and their stomachs were growling, so they immediately rushed forward.

These monsters began to use their spiritual power to send the food directly to their mouths. There was no other choice, so Yu Linglong told them to either use chopsticks, forks or spoons.

Either they use their spiritual power directly or they are not allowed to use their hands. Under the pressure of Yu Linglong, the demons have no choice but to do so.

Chang Qing poured sweet potato stew for everyone and sat down to eat. Yu Linglong didn't care much about her image and kept using her chopsticks. In the end, she touched her belly, as if she hated that her belly was not big enough. The monsters were the same. Many of them turned into their original size and began to sweep.

An hour later, all the monsters were touching their stomachs, unable to even shrink. Changqing was also quite full and was toasting Grandpa Zhao. Then the monsters took turns toasting him. This was something Changqing had agreed with them: get Grandpa Zhao drunk and take the opportunity to extract some information.

Grandpa Zhao knew it in his heart, but he did not use his spiritual power to dispel the alcohol. He had not been drunk for a long time, and he did not have the heart to dispel this state.

Gradually, Grandpa Zhao told the story of his youth. His story contained thrilling adventures and life-threatening situations, but the most exciting part was about Grandpa Zhao's friends:

He has his own admirer, Gu Guiyi, who has a divine hammer that can seize the eternal fortune and refine all the treasures in the world;

There is a swordsman who calls himself a cool wanderer, Li Xiaoyao, who is good at swordsmanship and stands out for all races in the world and for injustice. The sword shines for eternity, but the man disappears like a breeze, leaving no trace;

There is Huang Zhenwu who uses martial arts to enter Taoism, hates the injustice of fate, and wants to fight against heaven;

Wu Xiangxiang, who has a perfect musicality, wears a red dress, and changes the world with her dance;

Yao Wudu, who is a master of both medicine and poison, claims to want to cure all diseases in the world, but cannot cure himself;

The stories of these legendary figures fascinated the monsters.

Changqing was also excited after hearing this. He was drunk and soon fell into a deep sleep with the other monsters.