Wang Ben was an honest man. Zhang Han rolled his eyes and encouraged him to carry the young lady first. If Ying Zheng went out at this time, he could beg for mercy and avoid this trip.

Unexpectedly, this little trick was miscalculated again. After several turns, the door remained motionless. However, it was only when the young lady climbed on his back and turned around that Ying Zheng opened the door and came out.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty...?"

Zhang Han was trembling all over, he couldn't even get up or get up.

"Feiyu, don't mess around, come down quickly!"

It was Lian'er who spoke first and broke the deadlock.

"Mom, I'm not messing around. We made a bet and this old man lost, so he played with me!"

The young lady was still sitting astride Zhang Han's back, dangling her two little feet, with no intention of going down at all, and she was still talking a lot.

"This kid...!"

Lian'er frowned slightly and hugged him down pretending to be angry.

This child was born by himself, so how could he not understand?

The kid must have come up with something attractive to bet with, and this is what happened!

"Your Majesty, forgive me!"

After being rescued, Zhang Han quickly ran to Ying Zheng's side and knelt down with a thud.

"Your Majesty, forgive me!"

Immediately afterwards, Wang Ben and all the guards also knelt down.

"What's going on?"

Ying Zheng had his hands behind his back, his face as cold as frost.

"Um...is...is...?"

Zhang Han knew that he had lost the face of Da Qin, and his teeth began to chatter in fear, and he hesitated for a long time without saying a few words.

"You tell me!"

"yes!"

After being called upon by Ying Zheng, Wang Ben quickly stood up and walked over.

"Well, I found a plow in the courtyard. The young master said it was an improved version and he could pull it, so we made a bet!"

"What plow can you pull?"

After hearing this, Ying Zheng was also stunned, and his eyes fell on Xiao Zhengtai.

"That's it!"

Little Shota stretched out a small white hand and pointed at the curved plow that he had thrown in the field.

"Brother Zheng, our Feiyu has always been stronger than other children since he was born. Feiyu also asked the blacksmith in the village to improve the plow. Since the plow came into being, the villagers have all switched to this kind of plow for plowing the fields!"

"Thanks to the help of the villagers in the past two years, this field has not been abandoned. Otherwise, it would have been up to us and my mother...!"

As Lian'er talked, she seemed to think of the days she had looked forward to in the past, and she couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Lian'er, I have failed you all these years!"

Ying Zheng once again fell into deep self-blame.

After listening to this conversation, Zhang Han and Wang Ben finally understood.

The villagers helped plow the fields. Didn't this guy pull the plow himself? He was deceived?

But that boy is really strong. Any one of them could pull the plow and run that fast!

"Your Majesty, the young master said that this plow is called a curved shaft plow. It only requires one person and one ox to operate it. It is much better than the one we had before. I suggest that we vigorously promote it!"

"I agree, we just saw clearly from the sidelines that this plow digs deep into the soil, and it is indeed much stronger than a coupling plow!"

Zhang Han and Wang Ben proposed, trying to shift their attention to the plow.

"That's right...!"

The other guards nodded in agreement.

"Oh? Then let the two of you demonstrate for me!"

Ying Zheng cast his gaze on Zhang Han and Wang Ben. The tenderness in his eyes just now disappeared, leaving only the majesty of an emperor.

"yes!"

Zhang Han had just taken a breath, and the sweat on his forehead had not yet disappeared, when he was sent to the fields again. You can imagine the painful expression on his face.

The two of them plowed the land two times, one behind the other, and were already very tired.

Especially Wang Ben, who walked in front pulling the plow and used the most strength, making every step difficult!

Taking advantage of the U-turn, the two of them secretly glanced at the snickering young Shota.

fear!

Too scary!

A five-year-old milk baby pulls a plow as fast as he can. You can imagine the strength of his hands!

If you go to the battlefield, you may be able to twist off the enemy's head with your bare hands!

"Hahaha! Divine weapon, it is really a sacred weapon!"

Ying Zheng watched at the end of the field for a long time, then suddenly clapped his hands and cheered.

As they said, this plow not only saves manpower and material resources, but also eats deeper into the soil, making it more suitable for sowing!

"Son, how did you come up with the idea of ​​improving the plow?"

"My master taught me this!"

Xiao Zhengtai raised his little head and said slightly proudly.

Master?

Master again?

Ying Zheng was shocked.

It seems that this mysterious master has taught this child a lot of things, and every one of them is beneficial to the country and the people!

"Okay, stop!"

After observing for a while, Ying Zheng ordered the two of them to stop.

The two of them were relieved and pushed the plow back with big beads of sweat!

"You just lost a bet, what if you win?"

After obtaining such an artifact as Quyuan Li, Ying Zheng's mood improved a lot, and he asked with interest.

"Forehead……!"

Zhang Han flattened his mouth in embarrassment and continued: "Young master, you have a mirror, it is as clear as reality!"

It was in front of this mirror that he agreed to the bet without hesitation, but he lost in the end and almost couldn't even put on his underpants.

"Oh? Child, do you really have such a clear mirror?"

Ying Zheng's curiosity was aroused again.

Once upon a time, the Western Regions paid tribute to a bronze mirror that was of excellent workmanship. Even though the Qin Dynasty had many skilled craftsmen, the mirrors they made were not even half as good.

Could it be that the mirror in this kid's hand is clearer than the bronze mirror from the Western Regions?

"No!"

However, Xiao Zhengtai shook his head seriously.

"What? No?"

Ying Zheng immediately cast a warning look at Zhang Han.

"I mean I have more than one hand!"

Xiao Zhengtai pulled off his backpack, took out the glass mirror inside, and shook it under Ying Zheng's eyes.

As expected, Ying Zheng's eyes were also attracted by it, and he shook his head left and right along with the mirror!

Awesome!

So amazing!

I used to think that the mirror of tribute from the Western Regions was the clearest, but now it seems that there is no comparison between the two!

The mirror in front of me is just as Zhang Han said, as clear as reality!

"My child, can you show me?"

Ying Zheng knelt down and discussed with Xiao Zhengtai with a smile.

"Hmm...? Then you must be careful, this thing is very brittle!"

Xiao Zhengtai tilted his head and thought for a while, then nodded and handed the mirror over.

This thing is unique in this era. I guess Ying Zheng will be worried about it when he sees it. Maybe he can get some benefits from him in the future by relying on the mirror!

"Don't worry, I will be careful!"

Ying Zheng smiled and nodded repeatedly, then carefully took the mirror.

First, I touched it with my hands to make sure there was an obstacle and it was not some mysterious tunnel. Then I started looking left and right in the mirror, and finally smiled, showing my big yellow teeth!

"Not bad, not bad!"

"This thing can actually see every one of my beards clearly. It's really amazing, hehe!"

"Child, did you just say that you have more than one mirror?"
Chapter completed!