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As a good young man who was born under the red flag, grew up in New China, and received a good, systematic, and complete patriotic education, Lu Zheng made a difficult decision after three seconds of careful thinking.

Turn it over to the state.

The waters of the Xixiu River are the inherent territory of the Dragon Palace, which is sacred and inviolable, and any cultural relics, antiques, gold, silver and jewelry found in the territory, even if it is a roll of toilet paper from the Tang Dynasty, must be handed over to the management department of the Dragon Palace, and the Dragon Palace has the final right of interpretation.

In his position, he seeks his government, and as the king of Xixiu River, the treasures found in his own territory are handed over to the country to which he belongs, which is very reasonable and logical.

Although for the Dragon Palace, the value of these treasures is not worth mentioning, but this is the responsibility of the Dragon Palace Water Monarch, and it has a groundbreaking role for the Dragon Palace to make treasures in the future.

Handing over to the state is an attitude, an important decision to unswervingly safeguard the interests of the Dragon Palace.

This box of gold, silver and jewelry, it is very likely that during the war, the fleeing local tyrants or robbers fell into the river, and its owner may be the ancestor of the old man of the python village.

Lu Zheng decided to take some time to dispose of these treasures, and the funds obtained were used to rebuild the Dragon King Temple that worshipped the previous Dragon King.

Take it from the people, use it for the people. When the Dragon King Temple is built, Lu Zheng can listen to the demands of the people through the Listening Goose Pavilion, fulfill the duties of the Dragon King, and ensure that the wind and rain in the Xixiu River will be smooth in the future.

The ruined Dragon King Temple represents the decline of the previous Dragon King, and Lu Zheng will definitely rebuild it, and it is more gorgeous and prosperous than before.

The glory that was lost will be restored.

After cultivating in the Xixiu River for a night, Liu Neng and Liu Ming and a group of shrimp soldiers and crabs will be included in the Dragon Palace's Dianjiang Longtan, which is not only a place for military training, but also an important place for cultivation.

The injury of the hawksbill tortoise has been recuperated in Longtan for a night, and it has fully recovered, and it is even more vigorous. Standing on the platform in front of the shadow wall, there were shrimp soldiers and crab generals surging in the dragon pool, Lu Zheng waved his hand, and the shrimp soldiers and crabs all came to a standstill.

Liu Ming, Liu Neng, spiders, and pinched pain rushed to the front of the general's stage, and their leaders were deployed, neatly lined up, and the hawksbill tortoise and the spoon-snouted sturgeon also relied on instinct, quietly floating on the surface of the water.

Lu Zheng waved his hand, and a little spiritual fire lit into the forehead of the whirling turtle.

The aura of the tortoise's whole body was released, the red runes on the turtle's back lit up instantly, the body twisted and moved a few times, and the size did not increase significantly like the shrimp soldiers and crabs, but the limbs were stretched, the feet were on the ground, and the person slowly stood up.

The facial features of the turtle's head slowly moved and became humanized, and even two wisps of mustache grew under the eagle's beak, the changes in the front paws were more obvious, and the toes were as long as fingers.

I saw the whirling turtle clenching his fists in the water and bowing three times and nine times: "Old minister, see His Majesty Longjun." His Majesty Xie Longjun lit up. ”

Lu Zheng nodded with satisfaction and said, "No courtesy, flat body." ”

The tortoise slowly got up, hugged his fists and said: "Your Majesty, the old minister was once an old tortoise at the foot of Longhu Mountain in Ganxi, two hundred and three years old, and he has always been chaotic, and he only knows how to do instinctive things. To be able to be enlightened by His Majesty the Dragon Monarch today is really a great opportunity for creation. The old minister is grateful, and is willing to serve His Majesty the Dragon Monarch for the work of dogs and horses, and do his best for my Dragon Palace, and then die. ”

Prime Minister Gui Cheng is considered to be the brain tank of the Dragon Palace, the type of military advisor, and the spiritual fire required to ignite is obviously beyond the shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and most of them are reflected in wisdom.

Lu Zheng touched his chin, and the fire of naming was burning again, and Jiang Ziya, Zhang Liang, Zhuge Liang, Sima Yi, and Liu Bowen appeared in Lu Zheng's mind.

As a dragon monarch, it is very necessary to have a prime minister under him who can feel superior wisdom just by listening to his name. What ninja turtles, turtle immortals and other spoof names, obviously detrimental to the majesty of the dragon king.

The best among the military advisors, the one with the most extensive statements, is none other than Mr. Wolong, Zhuge Liang. First of all, the surname Zhuge is very tall when you hear it, even if you call it Zhuge Dogdan, Zhuge Iron Pillar, it sounds unique.

"Your prototype is a spinning turtle, then give the name Zhuge Xuan, rebuild the Dragon King Temple in the future, and recruit believers, and you will sit in the Listening Pavilion for me. Well, I'll make you a scholar of Tingyu Pavilion,"

"Thank you, Lord Longen, the minister Zhuge Xuan must be loyal to his duties and share his worries for His Majesty. ”

The shrimp soldiers and crabs will be the prime minister, and finally gathered together. There are also key-kissed sturgeons, catfish, yellow eels, etc., which have not yet been lit, all of which are included in the Dragon Pond, and will be nourished by the aura for a period of time, and will soon become the main combat force of the Dragon Palace.

Instructed Prime Minister Turtle and the shrimp soldier commanders to get to know each other, and Lu Zheng withdrew from the Dragon Palace. After the Dragon Palace is advanced to the Hebo Water Mansion, it can not only be hidden into the divine consciousness, but also manifest, which is very convenient.

By the time I came out of the reservoir, it was already the next morning, and the rain was still crackling.

When he returned home, the white fox who was watching the house was happily eating a bowl of instant noodles, and there were three buckets of noodles beside him.

"Eun Gong, you're back. When the white fox saw Lu Zheng coming back, he wagged his tail happily, turned his head and pushed a bowl of instant noodles from the table, and invited the merit: "Look, the slave family has cooked for you." ”

"Really?" Lu Zheng praised: "I can't see it, you are quite virtuous." ”

The white fox proudly straightened his chest, and his eyes were full of pride and said, "The slave family also boiled egg soup." ”

"Egg soup?" Lu Zheng was taken aback, he already knew that the white fox would make noodles, but egg soup was too difficult for it, right?

"That's right. The white fox jumped off the table, pointed to the remote control and babbled: "The slave learned it from TV." Oops, I've been patronizing and eating noodles, and I don't know if the soup is ready. ”

It scurried to the kitchen, jumped onto the stove, stirred the steaming pot with a spoon in both paws, and sniffed the smell with a nose.

Lu Zheng followed the kitchen curiously, looked into the pot, saw a pot full of vegetable leaves, and wondered: "What about the eggs? Why don't you have eggs in this egg soup?"

The white fox stirred the spoon and fished it out, showed it to Lu Zheng and said, "Look, isn't this an egg? ”

Lu Zheng looked at the shelled egg in the spoon, and felt that his pants slammed, and the whole worldview was subverted, this Nima is the egg soup taught by a food program that lacks morality.

Looking at Lu Zheng's surprised expression, the white fox's tail wagged faster, and it looked like a little pot friend in the kindergarten was waiting for the teacher to award the little red flower.

"Oh, Engong, you can taste it. The dishes are all washed very clean. The white fox held the spoon and handed it over, and pouted very thoughtfully to help him cool off.

Seeing her energetic appearance, Lu Zheng really couldn't bear to hit it, so it was barely an egg soup, at least there were a lot of vegetable leaves in it.

After tasting it, Lu Zheng's face turned green, and he squirted out a mouthful, and couldn't help but say, "Did you rob the salt seller......?"

"Eh, how could it be?" the white fox tasted in wonder, and stuck out his tongue and said, "Wow, it's so salty." The slave family obviously followed their method and only put half a spoonful of salt. ”

"What spoon do you use?"

"It's the spoon that scoops rice, huh, what's wrong?"

Lu Zheng: "......"

Although this pot of egg soup makes Lu Zheng's egg hurt very much, the white fox's diligence and virtue cannot be denied. It seems that the creature of the fox spirit is indeed the nemesis of men, and it has a great philosophy without a teacher: if you want to capture a man's heart, you must first grasp a man's stomach.

But there was still instant noodles at all, and after barely dealing with a meal, the white fox turned on the TV with an angry face, wanting to find the two hosts who were full of nonsense and criticize them fiercely.

After resting for a while, the phone in his pocket rang, and Comrade Quiet called, telling him to land the penguins quickly, the design drawings of the fish pond were freshly released, and there was another unexpected good news