After Shanhe Lingzhi transmigrated into Zhao Jing, I tried my best to survive

"Warm, fragrant and nephrite embraces the bosom, spring comes to make the world colorful..." Zhao Jing just wanted to express his feelings with these two poems at the moment, and he covered Xie'er with a quilt.

It's autumn now, and the temperature is cool at night.

"What is foster father talking about?" Xie'er leaned on Zhao Jing's chest and asked, her black hair fell apart and stuck to her body.

Zhao Jing smiled, "It's "The Romance of the West Chamber" by Wang Shifu. I must tell you about it when I'm done with work."

"Put the willow waist down, and take it easy." Zhao Jing recollected the process just now, and said solemnly: "This is our cultural classic!"

Xie'er stared at Zhao Jing obsessively, with a look of admiration, "Father is so knowledgeable."

It was late at night, and Zhao Jing fell into a drowsy sleep. He held onto Xie'er's hand tightly, fearing that the little scorpion would suddenly run away after sleeping like last time.

There are things that I like to hold back in my heart, do I still treat him as an old gong?

The next day.

Zhao Jing woke up and quickly turned over to touch the bed next to him, and the scorpion was still there.Zhao Jingsong breathed a sigh of relief.

Xie'er seemed to have woken up a long time ago. He lay obediently beside Zhao Jing, staring at Zhao Jing's face with a pair of dark eyes, without making a sound.

"Did you sleep well?" Zhao Jing asked.

"Yeah." Xie'er got up, picked up a towel from the washbasin stand at the side, wrung it out after soaking it, and wiped Zhao Jing's face carefully.

Zhao Jing was a little embarrassed, "I'll do it myself~"

A big man with hands and feet, he can do things like washing himself.But to wear the cumbersome ancient clothes, I still need the help of the little scorpion.

Xie'er stood in front of Zhao Jing and helped him tie his belt, Zhao Jing took advantage of the situation and hugged him.Xie'er lowered her eyes and smiled, and buried her face in Zhao Jing's arms.

Neither of them spoke, just like a newlywed couple, allowing this greasy atmosphere to spread.

Until Cao Weining came to knock on the door.

"Leader Zhao, my master invites you to come over."

Xie'er wanted to get up from Zhao Jing's arms, but Zhao Jing didn't let go, and shouted to the door: "Okay, please wait a moment, Sect Leader Mo."

Xie'er whispered: "The disciples of the Qingfeng Sect are still outside..."

Zhao Jing put up his finger, blocked Xie'er's lips, and made a "silence" gesture, "It's okay, as long as you hold back and don't make a sound~"

Looking at the doubtful eyes of the little scorpion, Zhao Jing quickly kissed the earlobe of the scorpion.The warm lips touched the cold ears, and the hot air was exhaled together.

"Oh!" The little scorpion was shocked, and quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

Cao Weining heard something strange in Zhao Jing's room, and asked, "Leader Zhao...? Are you okay?"

Zhao Jing smiled and said: "It's okay, it's okay, a little cat jumped out of the room, and I couldn't sleep well in the middle of the night."

Cao Weining scratched his head in wonder: "Cat?"

Zhao Jing reluctantly let go, he reckoned that if he didn't go out again, Cao Weining might come in.

He opened the door, and Xiao Cao obviously hasn't figured out what the "cat" is.

Cao Weining said: "How come there are cats? Could it be that mice have entered the guest room of my Qingfeng Sword Sect?" As he said that, he wanted to open the door and go in.

"Hey!" Zhao Jing hurriedly stopped Cao Weining.

Xiao Cao bowed his hands to Zhao Jing apologetically, "Letting leader Zhao live in a room with rats is really not the way to treat guests. Wei Ning will report to Master and change leader Zhao to a room."

Zhao Jing kept smiling: "No need, we are all sons and daughters of the Jianghu, so there is no need to pay attention to this."

Cao Weining is a bit brain-dead in some aspects, "But..."

"Come on~" Zhao Jing pushed Cao Weining out, "Hurry up and take me to see your master, Miss Ah Xiang is still waiting for you~"

When Mo Huaiyang approached Zhao Jing, he still had doubts about yesterday's men in black surrounding the Qingfeng faction. He asked Zhao Jing why he appeared outside the Qingfeng sword faction so coincidentally.

Zhao Jing talked nonsense, such as worshiping old friends on behalf of Gao, hoping to promote the exchange of martial arts between the two sects, etc., which made Mo Huaiyang stunned for a while.

After talking nonsense, Zhao Jing went back to the room to find Xie'er.

The three pieces of glazed armor have been found, if Mo Huaiyang's mouth is not strict, it is very likely that the news that the Five Lakes League now has four pieces of glazed armor will be released.Then, the Five Lakes League will once again become the target of public criticism.

Zhao Jing already had a plan in mind, so he handed the Liulijia to Xie'er, "Hurry up and go back to Yizhuang on the outskirts of the Five Lakes League, and let Lao Wuchang and the others search for me Yueyang City and all nearby towns that will burn Liulijia. craftsmen."

Lao Wen bought Liulijia for 30 yuan, trying to disrupt the world.But in Zhao Jing's eyes, 30 yuan is too little.If you want to play, you can play a big one, so that people in the world can't tell the truth from the fake.

"Ten days, burn me 3000 yuan to imitate glazed armor." Zhao Jing said.

"3000 yuan?!" Xie'er was taken aback, "Ten days...wouldn't it be too late?"

Zhao Jingdao: "No. On average, it costs 300 yuan a day. Find ten glazed shops to burn, and each shop only burns 30 yuan a day. The workload is really not that big."

After saying that, Zhao Jing hugged Xie'er and rubbed the tip of his nose: "Father really doesn't want to be separated from you, but the matter of Liulijia is more urgent now, if we don't make the water more turbid, I'm afraid five The Lake League is about to suffer again."

Xie'er held Zhao Jing's face and met his eyes, "I also can't bear to part with my adoptive father. However, no matter what my adoptive father does, Xie'er will support him unconditionally."

Ten days, ten days without seeing Scorpion.

Zhao Jing didn't understand the meaning of "one day's absence is like three autumns".Now he is counting on his fingers, and he has not seen each other for ten days, which is equivalent to an interval of thirty years.

Thirty years, the second half of a person's life.

Linglong dice puts red beans on the bones and knows nothing.

In the past ten days, I still talked to Mo Huaiyang, knocked on the CP of the young couple Cao Weining and Ah Xiang, and then missed Xie'er.

No. On the 12th day, news came from the foot of Qingfeng Mountain.

——Yuezhou, Jinzhou, Yueyang... Even in the northwest, there are a lot of glazed armors!

Zhao Jing knew that it was time to go back.

He asked Mo Huaiyang to resign, "Master Mo, there are a large number of fake Liulijia in the Jianghu. I am worried about the Wuhu League and the Yueyang faction, so I plan to leave tomorrow."

Mo Huaiyang hurriedly said: "Okay, Leader Zhao will not be kept." The old fox was not polite, with an expression of "you are finally leaving".

Fan Huaikong pulled Zhao Jing out of the living room, and rubbed his hands awkwardly, "Leader Zhao, don't mind, it's not because my group is not hospitable. It's just that so many people from your alliance have come here and stayed for so many days, we are worried that the hospitality will not be good. ..."

Oh, I understand.

The Qingfeng faction had fewer people, and correspondingly, less supplies.The people Zhao Jing led were almost catching up with the disciples of the Qingfeng Sect, and a group of people did nothing here, just eating and drinking.Staying for a while longer, I'm afraid the Qingfeng faction will be completely overwhelmed.

Zhao Jing suddenly had a bold idea: If he wanted to dominate the martial arts world, he didn't need to be the leader of the martial arts world.Wouldn't it be easier to take most of the disciples of the Five Lakes League and live in the major gangs for a period of time, eating and drinking for free, and destroying other gangs?

Zhao Jing closed his mind and clasped his fists at Fan Huaikong: "It's Mr. Zhao who is careless. He has lived for too long, so he bothered me a lot."

Fan Huaikong smiled awkwardly, waved his hands and said, "No."

Before leaving, Zhao Jing specifically told his subordinates to go to the town and buy fifty piglets and one hundred shi of rice for the Qingfeng sect.

Mo Huaiyang didn't say a word, but Fan Huaikong refused to accept anything he said.

Zhao Jing said: "If you don't accept it, you will look down on my Five Lakes League", and finally forced Fan Huaikong to accept it.

After leaving Qingfeng Mountain, Zhao Jing was eager to return home.