First Emperor Rebirth

Chapter 170 In the farewell pavilion at the west gate of Huxiang, Ying Zheng stands in the distance in plain clothes, and Qi Wenyuan's back gradually disappears from sight.Parting, full of thoughts, I don't know when I will see you again this time.The time spent with Qi Wenyuan is not too long, and the two can recall not many past events, but what can really keep Ying Zheng's heart is the seamless tacit understanding between the two.

The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. Sometimes many things don't need to be overthrown. A confidant who tells everything without saying anything is hard to find in this life.

Ying Zheng, the ancient Chinese emperor, has been lonely for too long.

It is my promise to you to manage Huxiang in an orderly manner within half a year. I have always kept my word and will never break my word.

In his heart, Yingzheng solemnly said again, speaking, this word has almost become a word tightly locked in Yingzheng's heart. What he settled down was his ambition to swallow the world.

"Hehe, but if you want to manage this Huxiang County well, you still need to find some trustworthy people! Otherwise, even the minimum safety cannot be guaranteed." Ying Zheng shook his sleeves and laughed at himself. , there was no one around him, thinking that he was now the honor of a county, but he didn't even have a personal guard around him.

Yingzheng, the dozens of yamen servants in the county government, dare not use any of them, because these people are in the hands of the statement, and the statement is still ambiguous until now. Before the statement is completely returned, Yingzheng will not make fun of his life.

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

But these are not the most important things right now. The end of the year is approaching, and the earliest thing is to ensure that the people have a good year.Just as Yingzheng was in a trance, there was a sound of horseshoes, "Young master, young master, hurry back, young master, the master is here to discuss something important with you."

The voice is like a yellow warbler, clear and moving.

The person who came was Mo Xiaoyin, the girl Yingzheng had rescued before. After finding a place with a good geomantic omen to help the girl bury her father, Mo Xiaoyin voluntarily stayed by Yingzheng's side to take care of Yingzheng's daily life.

"Xiaoyin, look at your haste, isn't it just a statement? Even if the Heavenly King Laozi is here, there is no need to be in such a hurry. Since he has come to our house, it proves that he has something to look for us. It's something we're asking for."

Mo Xiaoyin didn't know how to ride a horse, but one of Qi Wenyuan's guards gave Mo Xiaoyin a little fur yesterday afternoon, and now he tried hard to control the horse and ran a long way, his face was covered with sweat.Ying Zheng looked at Mo Xiaoyin, who was covered in sweat, and couldn't help but feel pity.

"My lord, seeing what you said, you are a little out of tune! You are now the lord of a county, and you should speak like an official." Mo Xiaoyin said with some reproach. Thinking about it in melon seeds, the son has just become the county magistrate. Although the son of the current prime minister's family is standing behind him, the master is a senior in the officialdom after all. It is better for the new son to lower his posture. After all, the son has a lot of things when he is an official. I don't understand, I still need some advice from the Master Registrar.

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

Mo Xiaoyin was in a hurry, the distinction between master and servant, she is the servant, he is the master, the master always rides the horse and the servant follows and leads the horse, today's situation is really unreasonable.

Mo Xiaoyin struggled and wanted to get off the horse, but was stopped by Ying Zheng: "Sit down well, if you dare to get off the horse, I will see that the young master will not spank your ass."

Mo Xiaoyin blushed, engaged in a fierce ideological struggle on the horse, whether it was wrong to get off the horse, or continue to do it.

"Okay, you little girl, sit if you want to sit, if you want to ride 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: "It's Xiaoyin's job to dress up a young master, there is nothing suitable or inappropriate."

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

"But this son is not suitable. Just think about letting a beautiful woman like you lead a horse on the street, but this son is swaying on it with a complacent look. If you don't get caught by the elders all over the street Pointing at the spine and scolding for a long time?"

Ying Zheng was right. After Mo Xiaoyin washed his face, he would be a standard beauty with a little attention to dressing. He was young and beautiful and exuded attractiveness all over his body. If such a beauty really happened to Ying Zheng What he said, Ying Zheng would definitely be overwhelmed by the vegetable frenzy in the first place.It is everyone's responsibility to crack down on what is difficult to destroy.

What Ying Zheng said was so serious, Mo Xiaoyin didn't dare to come down immediately. If he really did this, it would be a serious crime.So, Xiao Nizi sat on the horse with a very peace of mind.

But after thinking about it, the young master is holding me like this, no matter how you look at this scene, it looks like a newly married husband is carrying his little wife.

Thinking of this, Xiao Nizi's face turned redder, the redness was very attractive.Xiao Nizi was full of spring things in her heart, fantasizing in her heart, and didn't notice the things around her flying by. As for Ying Zheng's words, it was like being blown away by the wind, and she didn't even enter her ears.

"Hey, what is the little girl thinking! You're home, come down!" Ying Zheng patted Mo Xiaoyin heavily, and it took a long time to pull the little girl out of her fantasy.

"Um, the young master is here so soon!" After being pulled awake, Mo Xiaoyin's face turned red again, the things he thought just now were really embarrassing.

"You little girl, come down quickly, and feed Zhuifeng by the way, he will almost be out of breath after driving you all the way." Ying Zheng said jokingly, which almost made it clear that Mo Xiaoyin was fat .

But is Mo Xiaoyin fat?Not fat, very thin, this is purely joking.

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

"Young master, bad son, you know how to bully others." As soon as Mo Xiaoyin came to his senses, he scolded thoughtfully, and Ying Zheng slipped away with a black face. The greatest power of these thoughts does not lie in the words The content, but lies in breaking it down until your ears get callused.

The place where Yingzheng lives now is not far from the county government. This house was a gift from Qi Wenyuan to Yingzheng, and it was bought from a wealthy gentry in the county at a low price.

There are only two servants who manage the yard in the whole house, so it is very quiet.

In the lobby, the statement had been waiting for a while, and it was time for Ying Zheng to come back, so he got up and prepared to go to the front to wait, but when he got up, Ying Zheng, whose face was covered with black lines, came trotting in from the outside.

"Report to Your Excellency,"

"Is there something to say?"

Mr. Ying is in a very unhappy mood today.

"My lord, it's about the great powers in this county!"

Mr. Chen knew Mr. Win's mood by looking at his face, so he didn't talk nonsense and went straight to the point.

Hearing this, Ying Zheng regained his spirits and trembled all over.I was thinking about when to find a statement to talk about this problem, but I didn't expect that someone would take the initiative to send it to my door.

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