At the beginning of the game to supervise the country, Zulong was stunned. Is this my Daqin?

"Young Master, Your Majesty has entered Xianyang."

Ying Ziqi was just about to rest for a while, when the Heijia Army came to report something.

"Father? Isn't he going to arrive in about a month?"

"Young Master, Your Majesty and Commander Dunruo will lead a group of people ahead, and the parade team will maintain the original speed and slow down."

Ying Ziqi clicked his tongue twice.

"It seems that some people still can't sit still, and even made a small report."

He knew what was going on as soon as he thought about it, although he had told Ying Zheng everything he had done.

But the ministers of the DPRK and China can also send letters to Ying Zheng.

After talking with Feng Quji, Ying Ziqi felt that he was not the one who did this.

It doesn't matter who it is, in short, Ying Zheng is back, and this is the most important information.

Ying Ziqi smiled.

"They thought that the father came back, and they had an extra layer of protection?"

"Unexpectedly, when the father comes back, it is not certain who will be protected."

"Let's go, pick up Emperor Father, secretly!"

After speaking, Ying Ziqi changed into casual clothes.

Suddenly, he thought of one thing.

"That is to say, my letter this time has not been delivered to the royal father?"

"Won't you be scolded?"

Ying Ziqi thought in a daze.

......

"Your Majesty, you will be entering Xianyang soon."

Dun Ruo reminded.

Ying Zheng nodded: "Very well, Ziqi has done a lot of things recently. Even if I don't take a look in advance, I can't be sure whether letting him supervise the country is the right choice."

Dun Ruo secretly curled his lips when he heard the words.

unconfirmed?

The way you look happy along the way, a fool can see that you are very satisfied, right?

"Huh? What is the gate of the city?"

Lifting the curtain, Ying Zheng saw a group of soldiers at the gate of Xianyang City.

They seemed to be escorting something.

"Go and see what it is for."

Dun Ruo was a little embarrassed when he heard that.

"Your Majesty, wouldn't that reveal your identity?"

Ying Zheng said angrily: "If you are asked to observe secretly, is it possible that you will be discovered with your skills? Then I have to reconsider your position."

Suddenly, he was startled.

"But Your Majesty, this subordinate cannot leave your side."

"If you can still be assassinated in Xianyang City, then I, the emperor, deserves to die. Hurry up and go."

He smiled wryly, but went to inquire about information honestly.

During the moment when Dunruo left, not far away.

Ying Ziqi had sharp eyes and immediately recognized that the carriage belonged to Ying Zheng.

So he reconfirmed that the mask covered his face, and walked towards the carriage.

You don't need to think about this situation, you know that his father doesn't want to reveal his identity.

His young master Qi Zi thought that he was well-known in Xianyang, if he showed his face and was recognized, there would definitely be people who would suspect him.

So along the way, he was extremely careful, even wearing a mask when going out.

Around the carriage, there were several guards.

The person who can protect Ying Zheng must be his trusted bodyguard.

When they found Yingzi Qi wearing a mask, they were already vigilant.

List Ying Ziqi directly as confusing human beings, and refuse him to approach the carriage.

"It's me."

He took off the mask a little bit, allowing the other party to see his face.

"Seventh son?"

The guard was startled.

"Shh, don't let my father find out, I'll go and surprise him."

The guards looked at each other.

Your majesty's itinerary has been exposed?

However, since it is Ying Ziqi, then they don't need to stop them, right? As for the surprise, they don't have much to do with the matter between their father and son.

With a light cough, the guard whispered, "Your Majesty is in a pretty good mood recently, always praising the young master."

Yingzi raised his eyebrows.

commend?

I'm afraid I came a step late, so it's not a compliment.

The matter of selling salt by oneself needs to be explained clearly. His Majesty the First Emperor hates businessmen the most.

Overtaking the guards, Ying Ziqi quietly approached the carriage.

But Ying Zheng still heard the voice.

"Dun Ruo, what are those carriages for?"

Ying Ziqi heard the words and glanced at the gate of the city.

It really is salt.

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately he came early.

Otherwise, he would definitely be scolded for nothing, the kind of repayment.

He said in a rough voice: "Father, Your Majesty, the subordinates have not found any useful information, but since the son started to supervise the country, everything he has done has been aimed at the prosperity of the Great Qin. He has worked hard and never relaxed. At that time, and Young Master Qi himself is a genius, extraordinary, with talents and virtues beyond ordinary people, I believe Young Master Qi has his own plans, Your Majesty does not need to worry too much."

Ying Zheng was listening to the report carefully, but the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

Couldn't resist opening the curtain.

"Ok?"

Once he lifted the curtain, he found that the person in front of him was not Duruo.

Even with a mask on, Ying Zheng recognized it as his son at a glance.

Immediately said angrily: "Stinky boy, get in the car!"

Ying Ziqi smiled and got into the car directly.

After taking off the mask, he said with a smile: "I didn't expect to be recognized by my father like this, as expected of my father!"

He said and gave a thumbs up.

Ying Zheng's face darkened.

"Don't say such meaningless flattery, how do you know I'm back?"

Ying Ziqi smiled and said: "My son also has his own source of information, father and emperor can't let me supervise the country with a black eye."

Ying Zheng nodded when he heard the words: "It also makes sense."

"Tell me, what have you been doing recently? The courtier sent me a letter saying that you are self-willed and forced to come here? Since, Xiao* said&group [9!8;0>2.~0-5/8 stay, To force court officials to resign?"

Ying Ziqi pouted.

"I knew someone would sue, Father, this is not the case."

Next, he recounted recent events.

Ying Zheng nodded slightly after listening to his narration.

"If that's the case, then there's no problem."

Dunruo also came back at this time.

"His Majesty."

Ying Ziqi panicked, oh no, there's not enough time, and he didn't say anything about Yan yet.

"Investigate the results."

Dunruo sat in the coachman's seat.

"Your Majesty, although there is very little information, if your subordinate guessed correctly, the thing pulled on the cart should be salt."

"Its function, use, that..."

Ying Zheng glanced at it, and Ying Ziqi, who looked a little anxious, reached out to stop what he was about to say.

"Where is it used?"

Ying Zheng asked in a deep voice.

Dunruo coughed lightly: "It seems that it is for sale."

"what?!"

Ying Zheng couldn't hold back any longer, and let out a low growl, his voice full of anger.

He stared at Ying Ziqi with a dark face.

"Go, go to Marquis Wucheng's Mansion!"

"Yes!"

After the carriage started, Ying Ziqi wanted to say something.

Ying Zheng glared at him.

"When we arrive at the Marquis of Wucheng's Mansion, I will teach you a lesson!"

Ying Ziqi immediately kept silent, he was called self-willed, but in front of his father, he didn't even let him finish his sentence.

He sat in the carriage with a wry smile and kept silent.

Dun Ruo seemed to hear something, although he felt a little strange.

"Young master sells salt, forget it, I still don't want to get involved, I'm afraid His Majesty will be very angry."

Dunruo wisely pretended that there was no sound in the carriage, and drove the carriage steadily.

Chapter 37

Wu Chenghou Wang Jian can be regarded as Ying Zheng's most trusted person.

Now that Ying Zheng didn't want to reveal his identity, and he didn't want to go back to the palace, the best place to stay was naturally Marquis Wucheng's Mansion.

"You, go knock on the door."

Ying Zheng signaled Ying Ziqi to call the gate of Marquis Wucheng's mansion.

Ying Ziqi sighed, and was about to get out of the car and call for the door.

Ying Zheng frowned and sighed?

If it weren't for the difficulty of stretching in the carriage, he really wanted to kick it up.