How can I bow my head and serve the powerful officials?

Chapter 293 Purely Coincidental Xie Chengze, Damn Brothers Combination

Xie Chengze ran away with his people.

Ran to the next state capital and repeated the same trick.

In the new Xianju, Zhu Xiaobiao's concubines secretly went to the pharmacy to buy turmeric powder, mixed it with oil and water, and soaked it, continuously filtering out an orange-yellow clear liquid, which they then soaked on the newly bought orange-yellow precious clothes.

Sanniang took the eldest and second in command with her, and made alkaline water with dry straw and cinnamon, which she put in pig intestines for Xie Chengze to pierce and sprinkle on his body when he "prayed", leaving patches of blood.

My nephew said, this is called a "chemical reaction."

I don't really understand, I just think it looks amazing.

Xie Chengze gave the local silver notes he had exchanged from Hu Lai to Wuhen and Wuzhi, and asked them to throw the silver notes from the eaves when the people reached the "achievement of 200 people converting to the religion", creating the illusion that "money fell from the sky".

Then he took out the long boots with lotus patterns carved on the soles and smeared with a lot of red mud, and stuffed them into Zhu Xiaobiao's pockets, "Wash them clean and use them again."

As for the dragon cloud and lightning, the strong wind and heavy rain that day...

It's just a coincidence!

When he was "doing it" for the second time, Xie Chengze, who was drenched in rain again, said stubbornly, "Coincidence, it must be a coincidence! I, Xie, am just lucky!"

The third time, the surrounding platforms were all on fire, and Xie Chengze was almost struck by lightning: "...hiss, is there really some mysterious power in this world?"

No way...

Is God giving me this kind of face?

How could Xie Chengze have such a big face?

It won’t shorten his life, right?

Xie Chengze felt that it shouldn't be a big problem. After all, he saved so many people. His merits should be able to make up for it, right?

Xie Chengze was trembling with fear, but he continued his "practice" with ease, just like a worker who knew that working late at night would lead to sudden death, but still chose to drink wolfberry health-preserving soup to prolong his life.

Whenever he passed through a prefecture, he would fool the local gentry and wealthy people, and then use their influence to trick all the people out of the city.

The names of Xianyu Xianchang and Xianyu Jiaozhu are well-known throughout the country.

……

Beijing.

Supervisor Tiansi.

After Zhang Yuheng joined the Astronomical Bureau, he was warmly welcomed.

He himself was a person who studied astrology and astronomy, and knew a lot about mountains, rivers and geography. In addition, the Tianjian Division believed that "incomplete people" were those who were deprived of their integrity and given extraordinary powers by God, and they had to be more focused and studious than ordinary people. Therefore, in the eyes of the officials of the Tianjian Division, Zhang Yuheng was undoubtedly the "holy son of the sect."

Someone who can inherit the position of Ti Ling in the future.

Guo Tiling also had the intention of promoting him, and assigned him a bunch of tasks, which often kept him busy until midnight.

That night, after Zhang Yuheng finished recording the stars, he was about to go back to bed. When he went downstairs, he took a glance out of habit and saw that the candlelight was still on in the bookcase on the third floor.

That math wizard is staying up late to study again.

Zhang Yuheng walked over unsteadily. Speaking of which, in all the time he had been in the Astronomical Observatory, except for the time when he gave local specialties to the officials in the department when he first took up the job, he had never spoken to this gentleman again.

He walked behind Su Qinghe and saw that this man clearly heard the footsteps but ignored him. He couldn't help but stretch out his index finger and poke Su Qinghe's spine.

Su Qinghe's body trembled violently as if he was burned by flames. He then turned his head and looked at Zhang Yuheng with wide eyes.

"Zhang, Brother Zhang Xian...what's wrong?"

Why is this person still stuttering?

Zhang Yuheng reached over his shoulder and picked up a pen. He glanced at the papers on the table and finally found a piece of paper that looked like it was covered in random characters. It said, "Are you still not resting?"

Su Qinghe's eyes suddenly turned dark.

Ah——! The lesson plan he just finished writing!!!

Su Qinghe wanted to cry but had no tears. He looked at the words on the paper for a while before he whispered, "...soon."

"Then I'll wait for you." Zhang Yuheng continued to write, "Let's go back together."

Su Qinghe didn't quite understand why they had to go back together. The dormitory was clearly on the first floor. They didn't even have to go out. They could just turn right and walk along the corridor.

Seeing Su Qinghe staring at him with resentful eyes, Zhang Yuheng tilted his head and wrote on the paper: "What's wrong?"

"..."Su Qinghe smiled bitterly, shook his head, picked up the pen and began to rewrite the lesson plan.

People with obsessive-compulsive disorder cannot stand any "stains".

He also wanted to get rid of Zhang Yuheng.

Zhang Yuheng sat next to him, supporting his chin and watching him write the lesson plan. After watching for a while, he realized that what he wrote was exactly the same as what was just on the paper.

Zhang Yuheng: …

Oh, damn!

I accidentally added to other people’s workload!

Dad clearly told me not to cause trouble for my colleagues!

Half an hour later, seeing that Zhang Yuheng had not left yet, Su Qinghe, who had finished writing the lesson plan, had to put down his pen, stood up and said to Zhang Yuheng, "Brother Zhang Xian, I'm done, I can leave now."

Zhang Yuheng stood up, and the two of them politely gave way to each other, standing there without moving. Finally, it was Su Qinghe who reacted and took the lead, holding the candlestick and walking towards the stairs.

He thought Zhang Yuheng was a really weird person.

We are not familiar with each other, but we want to go back to the dormitory together.

He even sat there for half an hour, doing nothing but staring at the lesson plan he wrote.

Behind him, Zhang Yuheng stared at the back of Su Qinghe's head.

How should he compensate Su Qinghe for the trouble he had caused?

Should I give him a book? Buy him new clothes? Or cook for him?

I don't know if he has any dietary restrictions. Would it be a bit abrupt to ask him suddenly?

Su Qinghe lowered his head and went downstairs, while Zhang Yuheng followed behind him. Zhang Yuheng was tall and strong, and his footsteps were heavy and creaked as he went down the stairs. Su Qinghe couldn't help but start to have wild thoughts.

Brother Zhang Xian was following him. Could it be that he wanted to push him down the stairs and murder him?

Should he switch places with Zhang Yuheng?

Thinking of this, Su Qinghe's feet landed on flat ground and he finished walking up the stairs.

Watching Zhang Yuheng walk towards him naturally, Su Qinghe felt ashamed of his previous delusion of being persecuted.

He deserves to die!

He actually misunderstood Brother Zhang Xian!

Su Qinghe couldn't help but move the candlestick closer to Zhang Yuheng, wanting to compensate him and leave more light for Zhang Yuheng.

Zhang Yuheng thought he was tired and reached out to take the candlestick.

Su Qinghe opened his lips and wanted to say something, but looking at Zhang Yuheng's calm and peaceful face, he finally pursed his lips.

Forget it, I'll make some snacks as compensation when I have time.

The two walked hand in hand until they reached the koi pond, and Zhang Yuheng suddenly stopped.

He took out a small notebook and a pen from his chest, opened one of the pages and wrote, "Brother Su Xian, I have always been curious about where the secret door behind the fish pond leads to?"

Su Qinghe stared at the book blankly.

He has a little notebook! He also uses his teaching plan to write!

As if sensing Su Qinghe's invisible collapse, Zhang Yuheng shyly withdrew his hand and continued writing, "I'm sorry for what I did just now. I didn't mean it."

Su Qinghe was just a little sad. After meeting the Second Prince and his colleagues from the Heavenly Supervisory Department, he had learned to sort out his feelings in time and correct his past sentimentality. He quickly recovered and replied to Zhang Yuheng, "I don't know much either. I just know that it is a place where you can get a glimpse of the Heavenly Decree."

Rumor has it that the oracle of heaven will protect all living beings.

The Heaven Supervisor can glimpse the decrees from heaven.