Quick Travel: Start by pretending to be an envoy to help the First Emperor’s infrastructure

There weren't many people working for a group of children at the beginning of the school year. You'an just came out to relax, and Xiang Ji was completely an unexpected gain for her.

Fusu walked beside her and walked with her in the school room, "The envoy of God thinks very highly of that child of the Xiang family?"

You'an just smiled and said, "Don't you think he is too tall and strong? He is also very strong. He is a good candidate for martial arts at first glance. In terms of the upper limit of pure martial arts, I'm afraid there is no one better than him." Someone with potential.”

You'an didn't talk about fighting, after all, it didn't rely entirely on force, but Xiang Ji always fought with great force.Sometimes she would think that Xiang Ji looked down upon Han Xin, but it could not be said that he looked down upon him, because he was so arrogant. For Xiang Ji, the strategies on the battlefield were second best. After all, he could face it head-on. Ying, naturally he will not consider devious strategies.

He is a proud and stubborn bull, and it is hard for Fan Zeng to face such a bull with such high strength.

When Fusu heard what she said, he thought that the child who was only 12 years old was indeed taller and stronger than the average fifteen or sixteen-year-old child. The few blows he made were clearly planned, and they were not just beaten randomly, but he was more powerful. Needless to say, several adult escorts are required to combine uniforms.

Everything is good, but the hatred towards Da Qin in his eyes is not good.

"It is indeed a rare genius, but he is not friendly to Da Qin." Those who can be used are talents, and those who cannot be used are waste materials.

You'an also understands Xiang Ji's harmful power, but it would be a pity to kill such a good seedling directly. Besides, she is not a murderer. Killing people at every turn is not her style.

"There are many people who are unfriendly to Da Qin. Don't be so fragile, eldest son. Not everyone will like you." She deliberately distorted the direction of her words and misinterpreted his meaning.

Fusu listened helplessly as she deliberately made things up. He was smart enough not to argue with her, otherwise he would only fall deeper into the trap. God's envoy did have a unique talent for language traps.

The environment of the school is more natural. At least Youan didn't see anything related to money. However, the person who decorated it was a bit leisurely and elegant. It was rare to see flowers in an orderly manner, but it didn't make sense to look at them. Like so many precious flowers, more like the wild flowers that can be seen everywhere outside being brought over in a nest.

"Angel"

The clear female voice contained excitement. You'an looked over and saw only a few girls wearing simple uniforms. Since it was a school, how could You'an forget that they couldn't compete with each other?

Although it is impossible to cut them off, at least they have to be honest on the surface, otherwise they are the children of powerful people, and the comparison will be even worse.

"Zijun." You'an didn't forget the person, but he didn't expect that they would meet here.

The girls around Ying Zijun seemed to know the identities of You'an and Fusu, and they all came over in a polite manner, as if they were meeting the dean.

You'an looked at her neatly dressed and full of energy, "I have to thank the divine messenger, otherwise Zongzheng would not allow me and my sisters at home to come to Xianyang School."

She was grateful from the bottom of her heart. Even though she had no worries about food and clothing, she always felt empty in her heart. Even though her life was strictly controlled after arriving at Xianyang Academy, she felt relaxed everywhere.

"I can only see it if you work hard on your own."

Fusu looked at her, who clearly had a small face, but still spoke to the girl opposite her in a mature manner, pretending to be an adult.

"No matter what, I will never let down the opportunity given to me by God's Envoy." Ying Zijun smiled brilliantly. There was no gloom between the teenage girl's brows, and she was full of hope for the future. "The God's Envoy and the eldest son will continue shopping. Let's Go ask the teachers some questions.”

"Then you go over and study hard. Has your teacher told you about the assessment? Try to get a good ranking." Facing these girls, You'an has only one piece of advice: study to death.

Fusu saw her completely different requirements for Xiang Ji and Ying Zijun, and said strangely: "The envoy seems to be more strict with Zijun and the others."

You'an walked slowly and said angrily: "Eldest Young Master, please don't slander me. Am I the one who is harsh on you?" Fusu was stunned and closed his mouth tightly. You'an even thought that he would not speak again, but he spoke out Said: "Is the envoy really planning to ask Zijun and the others to serve as officials?"

You'an looked at him strangely and denied, "I didn't. It's not what I plan to ask them to do, but what they want to do. Eldest Young Master, don't tell me that you are still struggling here when Da Qin is so short of manpower. Men and women?”

She looked like "I didn't expect you to be such a pedantic person", which made Fusu speechless.

To accept it directly, Fusu needs time. Starting from the school room is to give everyone a time to adapt. If starting from the school room, Zijun and the other girls can stay together and publicize it, then in the future As an official, if someone wants to object, they can be silenced.

"It's Fusu who thinks too narrowly, but my father has the same mind as the divine envoy." He couldn't help but sigh.

However, You'an felt that His Majesty the First Emperor was cute in his "snobbishness". As long as it was useful to him, he would be willing to use it, regardless of whether you were a man or a woman, just come and do the work.

It is undeniable that there is a hint of him trying to please her.

But what does it matter?

"So, the eldest son, you should learn from your majesty more and don't do anything against him." It seemed that the words were too harsh, and You'an said calmly, "Even if we have our own insistence, we can go along with it openly. Just follow His Majesty's instructions and do it secretly in private."

Fusu couldn't laugh or cry. Firstly, he was not so fragile that the divine envoy told him he was sad. Secondly, the divine envoy encouraged him to do one thing on the surface and another behind the scenes, which was a bit ridiculous.

There was a smile in his eyes, "Fusu thought that the divine envoy would ask me to obey my father in everything."

After all, judging from the past, the envoy of God had different preferential treatment for his father.

You'an snorted, favoring His Majesty the First Emperor, but she had principles, "Everything goes according to His Majesty's will and there is no opinion. Does the eldest son think that His Majesty would want such a son?"

As a foster son, it will indeed make my heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys uncomfortable if I confront you everywhere, but if I don’t have my own opinion, it will be even more irritating.

The parent-child relationship is not an issue that Youan needs to consider. It is left to Fusu to think about. Youan did not expect that Gongshujia was stimulated by the Mo family and went all out, and he actually used a set of tools.

Gongshu Long was proud and proud, and all the tools and wool, large and small, were moved into You'an's yard, followed by a group of disciples who looked like they were terminally ill.

"Angel, we have made the wool thread you asked for!"

You'an never expected that the surprise would come so quickly. She was so busy that she almost forgot about it. She thought it would take longer, especially if she saw it correctly, she seemed to have seen a complicated spinning wheel.

"Mr. Gongshu is really a great talent!" You'an said his words of praise, but his eyes stayed on the most obvious spinning wheel, and he immediately greeted Gongshu's disciples enthusiastically, "Why don't you ask me to take a look first, and then go when it's feasible? Report to Your Majesty."

This is the original meaning of public losers. They can offer things by themselves, but if they can be presented by the hands of God's messenger, the meaning is different.

Gong Shulong was waiting for her words. With a wave of his hand, the disciples all started to take out a bag of cotton and get ready to dry it. It was obvious that they had been prepared for it.

(End of this chapter)