Cultivating Ghosts: There is a Pink Skull at the beginning

Zhongzhou, Yuhua Mountain, White Bird City.

Chen Taiyi remembered this position, but when he was reincarnated, he was reincarnated in Zhongzhou Taifeng City.

It is [-] miles away from White Bird City, and it is basically impossible to go there by yourself.

"My lord, it's time to eat."

A young and energetic voice sounded nearby, and Mrs. Chen, who was looking in the mirror, looked over.

The person who came was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman who was already the mother of two children. She was slightly fat and had the mature charm of a young woman. Her pair of peach blossom eyes were also charming. When she looked at people, she seemed to be flirting.

"En." Chen Taiyi replied briefly, and then looked at himself in the mirror.

Now it is not the original appearance, not only the appearance, even the name has changed a lot.

Of course, the reincarnation of the king cannot use the old name, let alone the previous appearance, and even some memories about the Yue Kingdom are blurred a lot.

Mrs. Chen didn't think there was anything wrong.

He has a bad memory, so he doesn't know what he has forgotten.

If you don't realize it, then you haven't forgotten it.

Besides the memory of major national events, if you forget it, you forget it.

Chen Taiyi in the mirror is a little fat man with a fat face and a fat belly, and he looks honest and honest.

There are no rumors about him from the outside world, and he has no notoriety as a kid.

But the outside world is still very afraid of him. In this powerful territory of Taifeng City with a population of one million, he can dominate the life and death of most people, as well as the layout of business and various factions.

His grandfather was the emperor, and his father was the prince who dealt with military and state affairs in the capital. If the little fat man in the mirror was magnified several times, he would be the city lord of King Ming with the belly of a general in everyone's memory.

At this time, Chen Taiyi was a miniature version of King Ming, although he was an ordinary person, he was born with a princely air and an extraordinary bearing.

slap~
Mrs. Chen touched her chubby belly with both hands, and it felt quite good, even more tactile than a woman's buttocks.

Although he has become a little fat man, he is still very good overall, he is not ugly, simple and acceptable.

Because it's related to the prince, others don't know how to address her by her real name, and they always call her by the name of prince or little prince, Xiao Mingwang and so on.

"It's ten years old now, which means there are still six to eight years left..."

Chen Taiyi showed a distressed expression, he had to find Grandma as soon as possible, there would be no delay.

But it was too difficult to go out, the family didn't agree with him going out at all, and the old prince who was the only one who could nod his head often went out to do errands, the subordinates dared not let the young prince leave the fief.

The young woman came over to see that the young prince was still sitting in front of the mirror, and said with a smile: "My lord, there is sweet soup and salty meat porridge in today's meal, and the meat used is the flying wall pig king hunted by General Muying. Hurry up, my lord." Go try it."

Mrs. Chen stood up happily when she heard it, "Okay! Ready to eat!"

After becoming a little fat man, he has a broad mind and a fat body, and his appetite has improved.

On the contrary, because of his attachment to his heart, coupled with his young and promising relationship, he turned a blind eye to women's sex.

Touching a woman's buttocks and breasts is better than touching your own belly~
Soon we arrived at the dining hall.

"Meet Your Majesty!"

Four or fifty people bowed and knelt down at the same time in the main hall, including ministers, guests, and eunuchs.

As the young prince in charge of great power, Chen Taiyi often does not eat by himself, but hosts banquets for some people.

Today I met with several big sects in Taifeng's realm, all of them are at the level of Qi training and foundation building, and the biggest masters in the sect are only at the level of Jindan.

But Jindan cultivator is already a very powerful high-end combat power here.

There are five or six of Chen Taiyi's subordinates.

Although it is far away from the White Bird City, the reincarnation chose a wealthy family that fit Mrs. Chen's personality.

The cause of Chen Taiyi's death is limited by destiny, and will not die from external causes.

After sitting in the main seat, Mrs. Chen said to the representatives of various sects standing on both sides of the rectangular dining table: "Take a seat."

"Thank you, my lord!" All the men and women thanked quickly.

Sitting on the left and right sides of Mrs. Chen's head are the civil and military leaders in the city.

One is the military general Mu Ying who is responsible for the safety of the palace and the city, and the other is Fang Wucuo, a gray-haired old eunuch who looks 80 years old. The city officials are basically his henchmen.

It's true that he is a bad eunuch, but he obediently got what Chen Taiyi wanted, and he could do everything he asked for, and answered truthfully when asked, so Chen Taiyi didn't just ask about his affairs.

Moreover, this old eunuch is a trusted aide left behind by the old prince, and is more responsible for protecting the safety of the palace, rather than the people and courtiers outside.

Mrs. Chen was hungry, so she picked up the chopsticks after sitting down, "Eat."

He quickly started to eat, and the representatives of various sects who came over this time looked at the little fat man eating with different expressions.

Fang Wucuo glanced at all the people present with a smile, and said to Chen Taiyi, who was enjoying his meal, "My lord, many ingredients in today's meal were brought by General Mu."

Mu Ying frowned, showing her disgust on her face.

"This is a matter of duty, and there is no need for the father-in-law to report. It disturbs the prince's meal."

Chen Taiyi continued to eat and didn't care about the affairs of these two people.

Fang Wucuo didn't seem like a good person, but what he said and what he did made people feel that this dead eunuch was actually a good person.

However, this is only the surface and the impression after more than ten minutes of getting along.

When he was under the black hands, his methods were so ruthless that he could kill people and his family's henchmen on the one hand, and on the other hand, he cared about the smallest details to show his concern and forbearance.

Mu Ying is alive not because he is a loyal minister, nor because he is powerful, or because someone protects him.

The main reason is that the one in front of him is dead, and the one behind him hasn't come yet.

After the two of them laughed and fought angrily at the dinner table, Fang Wucuo suddenly became serious.

"My lord, the Yujianmen, the Three Fist Gang, the Black Horse Gang, the Passage Escort Bureau, and Yangjiashan have been fighting for several years over the business route."

"Seeing that these people are disturbing the order, the imperial court ordered us to coordinate this matter. Your lord will decide the route of this trade route."

As soon as Fang Wucuo finished speaking, the representatives of the five families couldn't sit still.

A middle-aged monk came from Yujianmen, "Our Yujianmen is a well-known and upright school. We have always taken it as our duty to be chivalrous and righteous. We do things openly and aboveboard. If the business route passes through our door, the prince will surely be able to rest easy. What a worry."

"Which little thief dares to lose his eyes here, I will draw the sword out of its sheath and take his life!"

The person who came from the access security agency was an old man with good strength, and the old man also said anxiously: "Our security agency also does decent business, and has done a lot of things for the government over the years. This old business route will be fine, why bother to use it again?" change?"

Mrs. Chen has a bad memory, and she vaguely remembered that this happened because of his casual proposal of city planning a few years ago.

This matter was just a suggestion, it was not done, and Chen Taiyi had long forgotten about it.

But after the news got out, it caused a struggle of interests among several sects. Everyone wanted to persuade some opponents to retreat in advance, and hundreds of people died in a few years. (end of this chapter)