Rebirth of the First Emperor

Chapter 170: Farewell pavilion at the west gate of Huxiang. Ying Zheng stood in plain clothes in the distance. Qi Wenyuan’s back gradually disappeared from sight. Parting, full of thoughts, I don’t know when I will see you again. The time spent with Qi Wenyuan does not count.

There are not many past events that the two of them can recall, but what really retains Ying Zheng's heart is the seamless tacit understanding between them.

The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. Sometimes many things don't require any life and death. It's all about the unspoken confidant, which is hard to find in this life.

Yingzheng, this ancient Chinese emperor, has been lonely for too long.

Within half a year, Hunan will be managed in an orderly manner. This is my promise to you. I have always kept my promise and will never break my promise.

In his heart, Ying Zheng solemnly said again, "Speaking of it, I" has almost become a word that Ying Zheng holds tightly in his heart. What he has accumulated is his ambition to conquer the world.

"Haha, but if you want to manage Huxiang County well, you still need to find a few trustworthy people! Otherwise, even the minimum safety cannot be guaranteed." Ying Zheng shook his sleeves and said with a self-deprecating smile.

, there was no one around me, thinking that I was now a respected person in the county, but there was not even a personal bodyguard around me.

Ying Zheng, one of the dozens of government officials in the county government, dare not use any of them, because these people are all in the hands of Shu, and Shu's attitude is still ambiguous until now. Ying Zheng will not joke with his own life until Shu has fully come to his senses.

In the past few days, Yingzheng has come up with many ways to manage Huxiang County. The first is to rectify the administration of officials, and the second is to encourage production and develop the economy.

But the most important things at the moment are not these. The New Year is approaching, and the first thing is to ensure that the people have a good New Year. Just when Yingzheng was lost in thought, a burst of horse hoofbeats sounded, "Sir, Master, go back quickly, Mr. Registrar

I came to see you to discuss something important."

The voice is like an oriole, clear and moving.

The visitor was none other than Mo Xiaoyin, a girl whom Ying Zheng had rescued previously. After finding a feng shui treasure to help the girl bury her father, Mo Xiaoyin volunteered to stay with Ying Zheng and take care of Ying Zheng's daily life.

"Xiaoyin, look at how anxious you are, aren't you just making a statement? Even if the King of Heaven comes, there is no need to be so anxious. Since he has come to our house, it proves that he has something to ask us. This

It’s something you need from us.”

Mo Xiaoyin doesn't know how to ride a horse. Yesterday afternoon, a guard under Qi Wenyuan handed Mo Xiaoyin some fur. Now he was trying hard to control the horse and ran a long way, with sweat all over his face. Ying Zheng looked at it.

Mo Xiaoyin, whose face was covered in sweat, could not help but feel a flash of pity.

"Young Master, what you said seems a bit out of tune! You are now the lord of the county, and you should speak like an official." Mo Xiaoyin said with some reproach, in her small mind

Thinking about it, the young master has just become the county magistrate. Although the young master of the current prime minister's family is standing behind him, the master is a senior official after all. The new young master should lower his attitude. After all, the young master has many things to do when he is an official for the first time.

I don’t understand. I still need some advice from the chief bookkeeper.

"Haha, Xiaoyin is a good girl." Ying Zheng laughed, turned around and walked back, holding the reins of the horse, and at the same time said softly to Mo Xiaoyin: "Xiaoyin, just sit on the horse and rest!"

Mo Xiaoyin was very worried. They were masters and servants. She was the servant and he was the master. The master always rode the horse and the servant followed and led the horse. Today's behavior was really contrary to common sense.

Mo Xiaoyin struggled to get off the horse, but Ying Zheng stopped him and said, "Sit tight. If you dare to get off the horse, I'll see if the master doesn't spank you."

Mo Xiaoyin's face turned red, and he was having a fierce ideological struggle on the horse. He didn't want to dismount, nor could he continue.

"Okay, you little girl, if the master wants you to sit down, sit down. If the master rides a horse, is it appropriate for you to lead the horse?" Ying Zheng pretended to be displeased and said loudly.

As a result, Mo Xiaoyin said in a voice as thin as a mosquito's fly: "It's Xiaoyin's job to dress the young master, there is nothing inappropriate or inappropriate."

Ying Zheng was helpless. This little girl was determined to help him lead the horse, so she used her trump card.

"But this young master is not suitable. Think about it, let a beautiful lady like you lead a horse on the street, while this young master is swaying on it with a complacent look, not to be ignored by the big men all over the street.

Pointed at the spine and cursed for a long time?"

What Ying Zheng said is right. After Mo Xiaoyin washed away the dust on her face, she looked like a standard beauty if she paid a little attention to her clothes. She was youthful and beautiful, and her whole body exuded attraction. If such a beauty really happened to what Ying Zheng did,

As you said, Ying Zheng will definitely be overwhelmed by the green vegetable craze at the first opportunity. Everyone is responsible for fighting against the ruthless man who destroys the flowers.

Ying Zheng said it was so serious that Mo Xiaoyin immediately did not dare to come down. It would be a serious sin to do so. So Xiao Nizi sat on the horse with peace of mind.

But then I thought about it, the young master was holding me in his arms like this. It looked like a newlywed husband carrying his little wife.

Thinking of this, Xiao Nizi's face turned even redder. The red color was very attractive. Xiao Nizi was pregnant with her love for her, and she was fantasizing in her heart. She didn't even notice the things around her passing by. As for Ying Zheng's words, it was like being blown by the wind.

It just walked away without even entering the ears.

"Hey, what are you thinking about, little girl? We're home, come down!" Ying Zheng patted Mo Xiaoyin hard, and it took a long time to pull the little girl out of her fantasy.

"Well, the young master is here so soon!" Mo Xiaoyin's face turned red again after being woken up. The things she just thought about were really embarrassing.

"You little girl, come down quickly and feed Zhui Feng. He is almost out of breath after carrying you all the way." Ying Zheng said jokingly, but he almost didn't say that Mo Xiaoyin was fat.

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But is Mo Xiaoyin fat? Not fat, but still very slim. This is purely a joke.

However, no matter who talks about weight to a girl's family, the girl will easily go berserk. This truth transcends ancient and modern times, regardless of world.

"You're a bad boy, you know how to bully others." As soon as Mo Xiaoyin came to his senses, he cursed in a nonchalant voice. Ying Zheng ran away with a black look on his face. The greatest power of these suspenseful thoughts did not lie in his words.

The content is to keep breaking it down until your ears get calluses.

The place where Ying Zheng now lives is not far from the county government office. This house was a gift from Qi Wenyuan to Ying Zheng and was bought from a wealthy gentleman in the county at a reasonable price.

There were only two servants in charge of the yard in the whole house, so it was very quiet.

In the lobby, I have been waiting for a while, and I guessed that Ying Zheng should be back, so I got up and went to the front to wait. As soon as I got up, I met Ying Zheng, who had black lines on his face, trotting in from outside.

"State your respects to your lord,"

"What do you have to say?"

Mr. Ying is in a very unhappy mood today.

"Sir, regarding the various powerful factions in this county!"

Master Chen could tell Master Ying's mood just by looking at his face, so he didn't waste any time and went straight to the point.

As soon as he heard this, Ying Zheng suddenly became energetic and trembled all over. He was just thinking about when to go find a statement to talk about this issue, but he didn't expect that someone took the initiative to send it to his door.

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