"Mr. Luden, it's time to get on the road."

The people outside the door were very humble and respectful in their voices.

After all, the man in front of him has countless legendary titles:

The richest man in the Kingdom of Qiyun, the liberator of slaves, the creator of the new law, the father of AC electricity, the spokesperson of the abyss demon, the nemesis of the goblins, the goblin killer...

Anyone,

As long as you can get one of the titles, it will be worthy of being famous in history!

And these,

It was just a tiny contribution Mr. Luden made to this world throughout his life.

Walking out of the narrow passage, dim lights passed by the corners of your eyes, and the air at the exit was a little sweet, and the noon sunlight made people squint their eyes.

“Praise the air, my favorite free item.”

Lu Deng stood in front of the iron gate, the sun shining on his shoulders, giving him a bit of sacredness.

He had black hair, black eyes, yellow skin, clear eyes, clear eyebrows, beautiful eyes, dressed up well, his shirt was neat and he could not see any wrinkles.

No one who comes out of this place can be more particular than Ludeng.

"Mr. Ludeng, please here."

The person who led the way led Lu Deng to a carriage.

“Stand, convertible, I like it.”

Lu Deng said casually as he walked onto the carriage,

"The first year commemorative model of the new law, with a factory price of 560 gold coins, a three-year warranty. The 16th King once took this carriage!"

The groom driving said sincerely,

"Mr. Luden, what a good vision."

What a great person,

The groom sighed in his heart.

After Mr. Ludeng got on the bus and decided to stand firmly, the coachman gently whipped forward.

"drive!"

The carriage slowly moved.

Mr. Ludeng once had a famous saying:

Be more casual in life. If you encounter any troubles, take a bus out for a ride.

Ludon is having a ride now.

On both sides of the road, there were crowds standing, and their eyes were all looking at Lu Deng on the carriage.

The crowd was silent, looking at Lu Deng silently.

A child pointed at the back of the carriage and asked,

"Mom, who is that?"

"It's Mr. Ludeng. He provides work for his parents and opportunities for you to study. To help Mr. Ludeng's blessing, we can afford to buy black bread every day..."

The textile female worker picked up her daughter with four fingers, sighed and said regretfully,

"What a good person, what a pity."

Lu Deng passed by a guillotine, and the groom felt that he should say something.

The groom spoke,

"His Majesty the King got off the car here."

He often talks about this with people, and this is the best topic of conversation.

Although there is no king anymore,

But as a coachman, he was able to have such contact with the king, which was a blessing he had cultivated for several lifetimes.

but,

This is what happened before today.

After today, the greatest blessing for the coachman is to have a journey by Mr. Lu.

After the coachman said the words, he felt that it was a bit out of place.

Mr. Luden didn't care.

"I always think that the guillotine is a waste."

Ludeng looked at the guillotine with dark blood and said seriously,

"A high-quality guillotine with a service life of more than a hundred years is a huge waste! How can it not be broken?!"

In Mr. Luden's opinion, the guillotine is best made into a disposable one.

Lu Dengyue said more and more energetic, with strange brilliance in his eyes, and said with great enthusiasm,

"The Qiyun Kingdom beheads no more than ten people, hangs a hundred people, and death sentences no more than a thousand people per year.

These ways of dying are so cheap they are!

For beheading, you only need to raise and lower the guillotine, and at most add a sack, which can only create one job!

The same is true for hanging, my God, they actually used a rope repeatedly. Do you know how much wealth this means?

I once calculated that if everyone who was hanged paid to buy a rope for themselves, they could create thirty-six jobs out of thin air, a total of thirty-six jobs, and every day, black bread alone could be sold for 36 kilograms more..."

Hearing Mr. Luden's words, the coachman simply slowed down and asked Mr. Luden to say a little longer.

Mr. Luden always likes to say something strange:

Like what is, the pressing efficiency of slavery is too low and must be cancelled, and there are cheap ale beers first, and then there are cheap dwarf craftsmen.

These words,

The coachman doesn't understand very much.

But Mr. Luden has a magical magic, and he can feel an indescribable affinity when he is with him.

Everyone who knows him will say something from the bottom of his heart.

"Mr. Luden, what a good person."

Even if the speed is slowed down,

The music will also be played to the end.

The carriage stopped in the square.

The coachman said respectfully,

"Mr. Luden, we're here."

Lu Deng glanced at the tall wooden frame, shook his head helplessly, and said disgusted,

“No technical content at all.”

Walking up the wooden platform gracefully, Lu Deng finally met an acquaintance.

"Father Phuket, long time no see."

The priest smiled awkwardly and said hello to Tongludeng.

"Mr. Luden, you're in a better condition than I thought."

Lu Deng even had the leisure to urge the other party,

"Let's start quickly,"

Looking at the priest, Lu Deng raised his head with a firm look on his face and said seriously,

"I am a determined atheist, and I have no intention of talking to nothing."

The priest's face once again appeared,

"But... they have something to tell you."

As he said that, the priest let go, and the square behind him was filled with heads, as if thousands of ants were gathered together.

They saw Ludeng.

A dwarf stood up and accused

"My brother died last week, it was all caused by your damn wine!"

Obviously, drinking alcohol is harmful to health, and people can reach a consensus.

The angry dwarf was furious and poured a large mouthful of ale.

Ludon recognized him and sneered,
To be continued...