Low martial arts chat group?I am a mortal cultivating immortals!

Chapter 46 Fan Xian and Dogs Cannot Practice This Exercise

Facing the invitation from Fan Sizhe in the chat group, Mei Changsu was okay. As an ancient person and a person with a blood feud, his Jiangzuo Alliance involved Goulan Listening to Music, so he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it. So novel, even across the world to see it.

And Zhuang Rui was a little eager to move, after all, he is a modern person, he has never seen such a thing as a brothel, and even as an excellent college student, he has never even been to a nightclub.

It would be a lie to say that I am not curious!

After all, even a sage can't control beauty, let alone a little mortal like him.

Zhuang Rui also had other thoughts. In addition to seeing various beauties in ancient costumes, enjoying the ancient customs, and seeing the excitement of ancient times, he also wanted to see if there was any chance of making a fortune.

That's right.

It's a chance to make money!
He accidentally possessed miraculous eyes, which can see through the past of objects at a glance, and even see through the internal structure of objects. Coupled with his knowledge of antiques, this configuration is random killing in the antique and stone gambling industry.

He tried his skills a few days ago and picked up a gourd from Sanhe Liu from a stall owner. He bought it for only 80 yuan, but the gourd was worth [-] yuan!

Just a slight move.

It is already the limit of ordinary people's struggle!
With a deposit of 80 yuan, at least ten years of hard work will be required!

But Zhuang Rui always felt that this kind of ability that came from heaven was a bit exaggerated, just like winning the lottery. It came suddenly and inexplicably, and then he worried about the gain and loss, for fear that he would lose it.

In addition, when he was picking up antiques, he found that there were really few good things. He almost had a direct conflict with a rich second generation over the jar for raising grasshoppers, and almost got into trouble.

Although he got the favor of a beautiful woman.

But I, Zhuang Rui, am a gentleman!
How can you covet beauty?

Zhuang Rui: "Fan Sizhe, you need to rely on your knowledge. This is my first time going to Goulan to listen to music. Remember to spend more money and don't find some aunt like Ruhua Cuihua..."

Well, he really didn't go to Goulan for beauty, but to listen to music!
Listen to Huangmei Opera!

In addition, I went to ancient times to search for treasures. After all, it was an ancient society, and there were more good things than modern people. Modern people are all liars, and the guys in their hands are all technological and hardworking. The ancient people are more simple, and the craft of counterfeiting is not so powerful. .

Look for business opportunities by the way.

Being a second-hand businessman back and forth in the ancient world is also a good opportunity to make a fortune!

Get rich.

It means that you can earn more luck points.

The luck points mean that you can exchange elixirs from Li Feiyu, have a healthier and stronger body, be immune to all diseases, return to youth, and prolong life!
Isn't this better than his trashy golden eyes?

Fan Sizhe: "Brother, look at it! I'm so-so about other things, but I'm determined to get this thing done. I'm a man of status now, my lord."

He looked terrified.

Although Fan Xian was inexplicably wary of Li Feiyu that day, which made Li Feiyu feel that he had fed the dog out of good intentions, and ended up breaking up.

But being angry, Li Feiyu still spent his luck points. After all, that was what he promised Fan Sizhe. He used his luck points to deduce and fuse the skills collected in the palace to create a higher level skill that could extend people's lifespan. Law.

He gave that skill to Emperor Qing.

But he ruthlessly expressed his anger on the last page of the exercises.

"Fan Xian and dogs are not allowed to practice this exercise!"

Who knows how wonderful Emperor Qing's face was when he saw this sentence, but fortunately it was this sentence. If a certain flower treasure book had left a sentence at the end, practicing this technique, one will have no descendants and will be thirteen inches long. He probably felt numb.

Emperor Qing obtained the skill.

He also kept his promise.

By making Fan Xian the crown prince, the entire Fan family became a royal family, and Fan Sizhe was also given the title of a prince.

But it's not permanent.

Emperor Qing of the chicken thief only stipulated that the prince can only be hereditary for three generations. Although for an emperor, raising a prince is no different from raising a pig, but Fan Jia's surname is Fan after all, and the king is the king of the opposite sex. It's a thorn in the eye.

But even if there are only three generations of princes, for ordinary people, for the entire Fan family, it is like reaching the sky in one step, even honoring the ancestors, engraving plaques and enshrining them in the ancestral hall every day.

This is because their Fan family is not an ordinary family. If it is an ordinary family, let alone a prince, let them be the county magistrate in a remote and dilapidated county. It is estimated that they can invite their ancestral graves to worship day and night. , The smoke from this ancestral grave is really fragrant!

Fan Sizhe didn't have any ambitions. He just wanted to be an idle prince. Naturally, he had no real power in his hands, but his status was placed there. The official position was of the first rank. The prime minister had to salute when he met him, and arranged for a small hook to listen to the music. It's not easy at all.

Fan Sizhe: "Brother Zhuang, please come and accompany me quickly. My father sleeps in the Yamen every day and never comes back. My mother beats me every day for three days. I'm so annoyed!"

Zhuang Rui: "I have a wife who is not at home, so I sleep in the office every day? Could it be... hiss... Brother Fan, I have a little blue pill, which costs five yuan a piece. It can cure the discord between husband and wife. It costs five yuan a pill. You will suffer a loss if you can't buy it." , Don’t be fooled, men buy the direct message, it is easy to use, and women buy the direct message, it is comfortable.”

He suddenly found a good business opportunity.

The ancients once said that a woman is like a wolf at thirty and a tiger at forty, and a middle-aged man will inevitably be unable to resist it.

As a large market with tens of billions of dollars, the little blue pill costing five yuan a piece was designated as a hot commodity in ancient times.

Zhuang Rui's eyes are as bright as copper bells. A small pill costing five yuan is the essence of various medicinal materials. Is it okay to resell it for 5 yuan?
grown ups!

You don't want to be laughed at by your wife because you can't do it!
lady!

You don't want your husband to fail, but you are lonely and empty!

Compared to Zhuang Rui, who was gradually turning into a businessman, Mei Changsu could see at a glance why Fan's father really did not dare to go home.

Mei Changsu: "Father Fan must be avoiding little brother Fan, right?"

Fan Sizhe's brother became the prince, and he himself was made a prince. According to common sense, the father of the prince and the prince is the emperor, but will Emperor Qing make someone else the emperor?
So Fan Jian was embarrassed.

Although he will be promoted, maybe from a minister to a minister, and then to a higher title, from a marquis to a duke, that's where it ends.

When you meet your son who is a prince, you will definitely have to meet and salute, and you may even have to bow down and kneel down.

This seems unbelievable to Zhuang Rui's people.

How can a father salute his son?
But this is ancient times, and status determines everything. If your son is smart and capable, gets the first prize in the exam, and then marries a princess, then you will feel uncomfortable. You have to kneel down to the princess every morning, noon, and night for your daughter-in-law. Salute and say hello.

Difficult relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?
Ha ha!

Dare?

Even if you cuckold your son, or even give your son a cuckold directly in your home, you dare not say a word!
(End of this chapter)