"When did that boy appear? Who saw him first? In which direction did he enter the city? Do you have any companions?"

Meng Heze went straight to the registration table outside the Xianguan Mansion, and with a clang, the sword slapped Xu Kanshan and Qiu Dacheng, and asked more than ten questions in a row.

The more he thought about it, the more he became more and more frustrated. When he left, Senior Brother Song gave the sword with his own hands. What a glory; when he came back, a Wei Ping appeared in the air, stealing the limelight.

Xu, Qiu people asked three questions. Meng Heze walked back and forth, and suddenly a flash of inspiration: "Ji Chen must be... I'll go find him!"

Ji Chen controlled the Qianqu Formation and secretly set up a video recording tool on the four gates of the city, which can trace back the images at the inner city gate in one month, so that the people who come and go can see clearly can see the people. Because the number of new immigrants in Qianqu is increasing, and the mix of fish and dragons is mixed, this move is only taken.

"Do you think that kid has a problem?" Xu Kanshan asked.

Meng Heze looked fierce: "His name is Wei Ping, he may be from the right place. I will check it. When I am here, be careful!"

Xu Kanshan thought to himself that you brought it in by yourself, and nodded vigilantly: "Okay."

Qiu Dacheng: "Don't worry, Senior Brother Meng, this is Qianqu County, our territory. He has made waves!"

The position of Songyuan’s Grand Manager is fiercely competitive, and the candidates have their own unique skills.

The reason why Wei Ping was successfully selected was that his own skills only accounted for half of the credit, and his other half was attributed to Meng Heze's blessing.

After all, before he came, Song Qianji had eaten too many bowls of noodles.

The noodles can be connected to one hundred circles around Qianqu County.

Song Qianji had already fasted the valley, but Meng Heze was accustomed to eating.

Wei Ping's arrival made Song Qianji feel the simplest and unpretentious happiness of rice cooking. The nine-cage grid of thousands of channels is the healthiest diet.

When the other party came back, he took the initiative to put the hoe and greeted him: "Are you still used to it?"

Wei Ping looked up and glanced at him timidly.

Song Qianji frowned, stepped forward quickly, and pointed his finger at the other party's neck: "What's wrong with you?"

Once I went out, I was only injured in my skin and my clothes were messy and broken.

Wei Ping touched the bruises on his neck, and he was as light as he woke up from a dream, and lowered his head: "Senior Brother Meng is the reason!"

Song Qianji was confused: "You said Meng Heze hurt you?"

How is that possible? Xiao Meng is such a person.

"I just got a little more force when I was playing." Wei Ping smiled strongly.

Song Qianji changed the topic: "Oh, Qianqu monk, have Xiao Meng brought you to know?"

"I can recognize it." Wei Ping's eyes turned, and his voice was even lower, and he answered the question irrelevantly: "How many people think of coming to the side of the immortal officials, but they don't have the chance. I'm just here for the first time and I've received this honor. They blame me for liked me."

Song Qianji felt a strange feeling in his heart. He had never been tone of similar remarks and tones.

This Wei Ping was too cowardly, so cowardly that he had no savior temperament.

Wei Zhenyu was considered to be a child of lowliness in the early stage and was secretly picking up bargains. She was also the son of life. She was willful and free and easy, and was a careless servant. How could she be willing to live in a low-spirited servant?

Wei Ping also thought that this Song Crown Aircraft was too ordinary.

Where can I farm the fairy official? He can have everything when watering flowers? He hides it so deeply.

"It's okay." Song Qianji comforted the poor little housekeeper, "Welcome me out for a while, everyone knows you, and you will accept you."

The population of Qiankui increased, and official duties became heavier, but Song Qianji only liked to farm. He decided to let the other party participate in the supervision of the river first, slowly hone the skills, and gradually take on the main responsibilities.

Wei Ping was very moved: "Thank you, Senior Brother Song. I will definitely serve Senior Brother."

"You are here to serve me." Song Qianji smiled.

He smiled and the cold wind of autumn turned into a warm spring breeze. Wei Ping held back and closed his eyes for a moment.

The sun is too dazzling.

...

The autumn is clear and the fields are golden.

The yelling roars beside the river is shocked, and the river workers wave their bare arms and sweat flows down their chests. As long as someone sings, they will sing them immediately, making the excitement better than boiling water.

Wei Ping walked through this river and felt deeply understand.

Why can they be so happy when they work hard?‌Only happy, and work hard, serious and vigorously.

Is it difficult for Song Qianji to really control people's hearts?

Mysteries emerged one after another, spinning rapidly in his mind.

He has walked through thousands of mountains and rivers in the world and has never seen a place like Qianqu County.

And Wei Ping likes puzzle games.

He brought the food box into the straw shed and sent the chicken team to the thousand-hotel chickens.

"Hello fairy, in Weiping, I am the new housekeeper. I can help me if I have anything here?"

Zhou Xiaoyun took the food box: "You are kind. I am Zhou Xiaoyun, and she is Ji Xing. There is no need to hire people for the time being, so please accompany Senior Brother Song."

Wei Ping bowed and said goodbye in this tactful rejection: "The fairy has something to do, call me at any time."

Ji Xingwang‌Wei Ping's back, amazed:

"My brother is a greedy man. He said that Senior Brother Meng is becoming more and more fierce. Senior Brother Song is tall and can reach. Cang Lu Lian sees him. He is a little Wei Ping, who is well-behaved and soft. Every time he follows Senior Brother Song, like a puppy in the rain. He just waits for Senior Brother Song to look back and look at him. It's really distressing!"

Xu Kanshan covered his mouth and said vaguely: "Don't be maternal, Senior Brother Meng said that the kid might have a problem!"

Zhou Xiaoyun sneered: "Then don't eat the pastries he sent."

Ji Xing picked up a piece of cake: "He must be a bad guy if he can make such a delicious cake."
Chapter completed!