By then, it is time to truly begin to master your own "production relationship"!

Ying Zheng took a deep breath, and the majesty wrapped around his body became even heavier.

When Xiong Chen, who came to pay homage, saw him, he looked at the child who bowed his head and slowly wrote something, and he couldn't help but let his pace lighter.

...

In early April, solar eclipse.

On the day of the solar eclipse, it seemed that the whole world had been temporarily trapped in darkness.

People are panic and uneasy. In just a few breaths, some people who usually look bold will become crazy, and they feel crazy about facing the end of the world and waiting for death.

In Ying Zheng's ears, there was the noise of the palace people knocking on various objects.

He frowned, and the world was in the darkness.

Mo Zhean, who was standing beside him comforted Qin Xi, who was frightened, and the little tiger in his mouth, and asked, "Your Highness, do you want to light the lamp?"

"Okay." Ying Zheng nodded.

However, before Mo Zhe'an could light the lamp, the light dispelled the darkness and returned to this world.

All the Ming Dynasty.

In front of people's eyes, the pure black yarn that covered their sight was untied, and everyone felt a little uncomfortable.

Mo Zhe'an took the lamp that he had finally touched and asked, "Do you still need to light the lamp? Your Highness."

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes: "No need."

"Dad, hug." Qin Xi bit the little tiger's tail, hugged the aggrieved little tiger, and shouted at Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng glanced at Qin Xi.

This little trash is so stupid. He is three years old and there will be saliva flowing out from the corners of his mouth. He is so stupid.

Ying Zheng kicked Qin Xi on the butt: "Stay away from me."

Qin Xi was kicked, but it didn't hurt, but she was very unhappy.

He then sat on the ground, kicked his short legs, and said noisy: "No, don't, just want a hug from my father! Just want a hug!"

The child was crying and making a fuss. Ying Zheng curled his lips and looked at Mo Zhe'an.

An smiled bitterly and bowed.

"Take it down, smash your butt, and peel his tiger and eat it."

"No!" Qin Xi suddenly got up, half-dragged and ran away with his little tiger.

He ran to the gate of the hall, stopped specially, turned around and grimaced at Ying Zheng: "I can't catch it!"

Ying Zheng couldn't help laughing: "Don't you go and watch?"

"Thank you, Your Highness." The Mozhe breathed a sigh of relief.

"An!" Ying Zheng called out as An left: "Do you think you prefer to do practical things? Or do you prefer children?"

An was silent for a moment, turned around, faced Ying Zheng, and replied seriously: "Your Highness, An is just a mediocre person with a lowly background, a mean ambition, a despicable behavior, and a despicable behavior. He did not have much heart to accommodate many things, and he did not want to step into disputes again."

"So you have chosen?" Ying Zheng quietly observed him: "The king's term is approaching, and I will soon as I ascend to the throne. With your martial arts and knowledge, as long as you are willing to work for me, you will be able to reach the position of Lu Buwei as the former Zuo Shuchang in the future."

"Are you really willing to let go of these things and join the children of ignorant, stupid and dull, Qin Xi and Qin Le?"

Mo Zhe'an listened to Ying Zheng's words and did not dare to look up.

He was a little scared.

There are so many things that Zuo Shuchang can represent.

An is afraid that he can't bear the temptation.
Chapter completed!