I, the sheriff of Daqin, caught the sword master at the beginning

""Chunshen Jun, are you sure you know my identity?"

About half a minute later, Ying Zian spoke slowly, his voice quite amusing.

""Of course I know!"

Huang Xie replied in a deep voice, still not moving.

"Now that you know, do you think I have the ability to help you get revenge?"

Ying Zian asked meaningfully, with an elusive smile on his face.

"The county magistrate was able to kill Jing Ke and capture Yan Dan by himself."

"This strength is definitely beyond ordinary people"

"The most important thing is that the county magistrate's Lantian County has this ability, right?"

Huang Xie said in a low voice, slowly taking out a potato and a gold cake from his pocket.

"You want to buy a potato from me for a gold cake? Don't you think it's a little too little, Lord Ling Yin?"

Ying Zi'an glanced at Huang Xie calmly, feeling a little sad.

As expected of the most astute minister of Chu, he discovered the secret of the potato so quickly. He was indeed very thoughtful.

Moreover, he really wanted to know what kind of surrender Huang Xie would give him.

"Of course not!"

Huang Xie lowered his head and took out something from his arms.

A yellowed parchment scroll.

It looked quite old.

"I wonder if the county magistrate is satisfied with this gift?"

Ying Zian narrowed his eyes slightly and turned his gaze to the parchment scroll.

The content inside made his eyes flash with light.

"Is this the Yangcheng map?"

""Lord Ling Yin, do you want to exchange your fiefdom for it?"

Ying Zi'an asked meaningfully, his expression did not change much.

But his eyes were shining.

Yangcheng, that is the headquarters of the Mohist School!

If we take Yangcheng, it will be easy to deal with the Mohist School.

"Yangcheng was indeed my fiefdom before, but now it has been taken back by Li Yuan."

"I took out this map just to tell the county magistrate that it contains the details of the Mo family mechanical city."

"I believe you will be very interested!"

Huang Xie pointed to a small dot on the map and said.

He had long known about the grudge between Ying Zian and the Mo family.

Therefore, he used this as a token of his loyalty to show his sincerity.

"Indeed, I am interested!" Ying Zian nodded, and the next sentence was shocking.

"However, what I want is not the Mohist Mechanical City, but the entire Chu State."

"I wonder if Lord Lingyin has any good idea?"

"What? Huang Xie was so shocked that the potatoes in his hand rolled off his palm.

"Do you want Chu?"

"How is this possible?"

"Lord Ling Yin, don't get excited!" Ying Zian smiled faintly and turned his gaze to Tu Dou.

"After the autumn harvest in Lantian County, this can be done."

"

At that time, Lord Ling Yin will only need to come forward to appease the people of Chu.���He bowed deeply, the shock on his face not diminishing at all.

"As long as I can get revenge, my life belongs to the county magistrate."

""Hmm!" Ying Zian nodded and slowly put away the map of Yangcheng.

Although this map is of no use for the time being.

However, after he trains the 5,000 volunteers of Lantian County, this map will be equivalent to the entire Yangcheng.

With the map in hand, Yangcheng is within reach.

"By the way, there are no good positions in Lantian County at present, so you can only be wronged to be a grain official.

Huang Xie was delighted and bowed down immediately.

"Thank you for your trust, Huang Xie is very grateful."

Although being the grain manager of Lantian County did bury Huang Xie's talent.

However, Huang Xie did not feel any dissatisfaction in his heart.

Instead, he was very happy and grateful.

After all, he was now a stray dog.

In this era, except for the Qin State, no country dared to take him in.

And Ying Zian not only dared to take him in, but also made him the grain manager. This treatment couldn't be better!

The most important thing is that Ying Zian can also help him get revenge, which he never dared to think about before.

"Then let's enjoy a dance here first, and talk about other things after we go back."

Ying Zian put the gold cake in his pocket and turned his eyes to the Feixue Stage.

At this time, the registration of musicians has ended.

Everyone stood neatly under the Feixue Stage, waiting for the selection to begin.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting."

At this time, the young girl came down from the second floor, holding a sheepskin���

Here is the full list of contestants

"Our lady has already seen it. Anyone who has registered can go on stage to participate in the selection."

"Please prepare your instruments and go on stage in an orderly manner."

"Each person only has twenty breaths of performance time!"

"Please bring out your best work."

"Let's start now!"

The girl said, and turned around nimbly and sat on the chair behind the Feixue stage.

Then, she began to read out the names of the contestants.

"No need to recite, just eliminate them directly"

"Musician, I am enough by myself."

Before the girl could say the name, a proud voice came from the door.

In a moment, a handsome man who looked one-tenth of Ying Zian came in from outside.

The man was dressed in white, holding a sword in his left hand, and carrying a three-foot-long wooden building on his back.

His face was cold, making everyone's eyes widen subconsciously.