"Your Highness, you don't know how to clear the road this time. I led people to strangle three groups of thieves with more than ten people, hunting a group of wolves, hunting four tigers, killing three dragons, eleven dragons, and..............." Wang Jian said excitedly, and as he said, he forgot what should be said later.

Ying Zheng is processing reports submitted by Zheng Guo, a Korean who is responsible for building the canal.

That was required by Qin Law, and a report that clearly states the loss of iron tools, the reasons for loss, material consumption, the reduction of the number of people, and the reasons for the reduction of staff.

This kind of report looks boring, so Ying Zheng doesn't mind watching this kind of thing, mixing some farces with a smart person pretending to be confused.

Just think it's to adjust your mood.

"What's behind?" Ying Zheng looked down at the report.

Zheng State is a very talented figure in water conservancy, but compared with the old officials of Qin State, Ying Zheng can see that Zheng State is very inexperienced in actual control of personnel.

However, is this kind of naivety also disguised?

Ying Zheng didn't know.

"I forgot later." Wang Jian thought for a long time, but couldn't remember the lines he had memorized before, so he simply admitted that he forgot: "Anyway, I have made great contributions and worked very hard, so I think it's very worthy for me to ask for some money!"

"You are right. You have made contributions and worked hard, so I should reward you with some money." Ying Zheng rolled up the report, picked up another roll of bamboo slips, and looked carefully: "But the money in my hands is useful now, so it is unlikely to give it to you."

"Then what's the use of saying this?" Wang Jian curled his lips: "I really don't give anything?"

"I can give you a horse."

"I have a horse myself!" Wang Jian discussed unwillingly: "If you don't give me a batch of armor, should you give me a quota of 500 people?"

"There is no armor." Ying Zheng shook his head: "Now the copper and iron furnace is stepping up the research and development of new technologies, and the production capacity has been reduced a lot. Moreover, that little production capacity is used to make better gorgeous swords sold to the six eastern countries and new tools needed to build canals in China. I can't get much armor."

"Tsk." Wang Jian smacked his lips.

"I can give you an additional post of two hundred; that horse is a dragon horse."

"Dragon Horse!" Wang Jian stood up in a flash: "Your Highness is really willing to give me a dragon horse?"

"Yes." Ying Zheng's knuckles were tapping lightly on the table. Zhao Gao, who had been like a wooden carving, suddenly came to life and bowed: "Yi."

"Go and take Wang Jian to get the dragon horse."

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Wang Jian was so excited that he urged Zhao Gao to go faster.

After leaving Ying Zheng's vision, Zhao Gao couldn't help but look up at Wang Jian carefully.

Wang Jian hurriedly walked in front of Zhao Gao, looking very excited.

Is this attitude really just a disguise?

Zhao Gao was not sure.

But at least he knew what attitude he should take to deal with this general who was destined to be extraordinary in the future.

Wang Jian basically did not communicate with Zhao Gao. Even if he went all the way to get the dragon horse that Ying Zheng promised, the distance between them was only five steps, and Wang Jian always walked in front of Zhao Gao and did not look back at him once.

Zhao Gao was not a fool either. He could get many conclusions from Wang Jian's attitude, so he deliberately ignored Wang Jian and did not communicate with him.

The two of them tacitly walked through the palace where the corridor was back, through the fat domestic tiger and the fat ones that could barely see that it was a cat rather than a pig, and came to the palace that belonged to three dragon horses.

Zhengliu was playing with Qin Xi and Qin Le here, but Qin Xi was still holding his little tiger.

Now he could no longer hold the pig-like little tiger. The tiger lay lazily on the stone table, basking in the sun, allowing the little master to trim his nails.

Its tail occasionally moves, but it also gives people a lazy feeling, as if it has no strength at all.

This is the first time Wang Jian saw such a tiger.

He reached out and pinched the tiger's belly, and his palm couldn't help but touched the tiger's neck and forelimbs below, similar to the armpits.

He scratched.

Qin Xi looked up at him: "Do you like the big raccoon too?"

Wang Jian grinned: "Yes, I like it very much. Although it is not that delicious, I heard from the doctor that it is good for people!"

Tiger liver strengthens courage, tiger whip strengthens aphrodisiac, tiger bone strengthens tendons.

Wang Jian's hands couldn't help but slowly tighten.

The fat tiger looked up lazily and looked at Wang Jian.

"Your Highness, how did you feed this tiger?" Wang Jian asked casually.

"Three meals a day, three chickens and ducks at a meal, and ten raw chickens and half a pineapple dish!" Qin Xi smiled and replied.

The tiger felt Wang Jian's palms tighter and tighter. He looked up at Wang Jian, and made a whimpering sound in his throat, as if he was sending a warning.

When Wang Jian heard this voice, he subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the tiger.

The tiger suddenly restrained his voice, lowered his head and his tail.

Wang Jian nodded with satisfaction and stroked the bristle between the tiger's neck in the direction of hair growth.

"Your Highness, this tiger is enough for me to raise five soldiers!" Wang Jian laughed, patted the tiger's head, and left with great strides.

"What does he mean?" Qin Xi was puzzled.

Zhao Gao smiled but said nothing.

The battle was glaring at Wang Jian.

Wang Jianquan pretended not to see it and walked happily.

When he saw the three dragon horses, Wang Jian suddenly forgot the unhappiness he had encountered three children before, and happily stroked the three dragon horses' long four legs.

"You should use such a good horse!" Wang Jian said with a smile: "The king can't ride a horse. Even if Mr. Ju can ride a horse, he shouldn't be able to ride such a horse. In the future, the queen, I heard that she is a lady with a slender waist and a cultivating foot, probably she can't ride a horse. The queen mother and the like, hey, they... these three horses should be mine in nature!"

Wang Jian said this.

He had a loud voice and a very arrogant tone, for fear that others would not hear it.

Zhao Gao stood in a farther position and looked at Wang Jian quietly, glad that he was not his enemy, nor was he the one who would oppose King Qin Zheng.

Wang Jian finished speaking loudly and began to choose his own dragon horse.

He held the neck of a horse, untied the reins, turned over the horse, and his foot was immediately rolled into the stirrup.

Wang Jian looked down at him, a little confused.

But when both feet were put into the stirrups, his eyes lit up.

The expression has not changed, but the mood has changed.

"This thing... is interesting!" Wang Jian smiled, his smile silently, more like a tiger grinding his teeth and sucking blood than the tiger he had encountered before.

Zhao Gao looked at Wang Jian and suddenly felt a little cold.

Cold sweat broke out on his spine.

What happened? Zhao Gao was puzzled and took a few steps back slightly, trying to find some sense of security.
Chapter completed!