"You----huhu~~you are such a jerk..."
Zhao Tongpan ran out of the mansion, panting, and saw Qi Zhiyong standing at the gate. He couldn't help but curse.
"Can't you see I haven't caught up yet? You're running so fast..."
"Shh~" Zhao Tongpan's throat was convulsing, but before he could finish his complaints, he was interrupted by Qi Zhiyong.
"Hush, I need to answer the prince."
The two gatekeepers who were dozing off at the gate of the mansion were so frightened when they saw the two adults suddenly rushing out that they immediately straightened up.
Then they heard the strange conversation between the two adults, and they looked at each other, confused.
As expected, Zhao Tongpan obediently closed his mouth that was like a bellows.
He took two breaths, tilted his head and put his ear close to the walkie-talkie.
Qi Zhiyong took a deep breath and shouted excitedly into the intercom,
"We are already outside the mansion."
"Very good, come back." Shen Yong's voice came from the intercom.
Judge Zhao widened his eyes in shock, turned his head and looked straight at the walkie-talkie in Qi Zhiyong's hand, his eyes motionless.
His mouth opened in shock, a string of saliva sliding out from the corner of his mouth.
With a "hiss", Zhao Tongpan closed his mouth as his saliva fell, raised his hand and casually wiped the saliva on his chin.
"Oh my god, there really is such a magical thing..."
Zhao Tongpan swallowed his saliva and looked at Qi Zhiyong with bright eyes.
"You heard it, that's---"
At this point, Zhao Tongpan caught sight of Menzi's curious gaze and immediately changed his tone.
"Did you hear that voice?"
"I heard it!!" Qi Zhiyong nodded excitedly.
His heart was beating so wildly that it seemed like it was about to jump out of his chest.
King Qianhuang only gave him such a magical treasure, how could he not be excited.
He wished he could kneel at King Qianhuang's feet right now and swear to follow him till death.
Thinking of this, Qi Zhiyong immediately ran towards the mansion.
The two legs moved so fast that afterimages appeared.
Zhao Tongpan only felt a figure flash before his eyes, and then he found that Qi Zhiyong in front of him had rushed out seven or eight meters.
This made Zhao Tongpan so angry that he almost suffocated.
"Damn it, I'm in a hurry to reincarnate."
Judge Zhao gritted his teeth in anger and followed him.
The thing that was in trouble didn't even bother to show him the precious walkie-talkie, but just ran away.
He followed her out just to take the opportunity to touch the treasure.
That was great. I ran back and forth until I was out of breath, but I didn’t even touch the treasure.
Zhao Tongpan's legs felt like they were filled with lead, and it was very difficult for him to run.
Over there, Magistrate Liu, who was waiting in the study, was stunned when he heard the voice coming from the intercom.
He not only heard what Qi Zhiyong said when he ran to the gate of the mansion, but also heard the conversation between Qi Zhiyong and Zhao Tongpan along the way, as well as the two people's breathing like bellows.
Magistrate Liu seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move his eyes away from the intercom.
His mind was blank, and his frantic heartbeat could be clearly heard in the study.
Magistrate Liu took several deep breaths before finally speaking tremblingly.
"This---this treasure, is it something from the immortal family?"
Prefect Liu looked at Chen Yong with trembling lips, a hint of awe in his eyes.
Anyone who can obtain the treasures of the immortals is not an ordinary person.
No wonder Chen Yong dared to proclaim himself king, and no wonder there was no sound of fighting in Qianhuang City, but the city was directly changed to a new owner.
Everyone in Qianhuang City must know that Chen Yong is protected by an immortal, so how could they not obey?
Shen Yong glanced at Prefect Liu and said, "That's right."
He must have been crazy trying to explain the principles of a walkie-talkie to an ancient person.
Anyway, these ancient people were quite imaginative. If they couldn't explain something, they would think of it as something supernatural.
If it is a good thing, it is the appearance of gods; if it is a bad thing, it is the work of ghosts.
This is a good thing, as it makes it easier for him to deceive people.
Prefect Liu took a deep breath, swallowed, and looked at the intercom in Shen Yong's hand with burning eyes.
"Such a treasure can only be produced by immortals."
This thing is much faster than using carrier pigeons or horses to send messages.
Fortunately, there are only two of these things. If the imperial court had them, the local officials would probably be unable to sleep or eat.
Originally, when the capital discovered a problem in a local area, it would take ten days or half a month for the news to be delivered. Then, after the capital received the news, it would send an imperial envoy to the local area to solve the problem, which would take another ten days or half a month.
You know, there is a lot of room for maneuver in this month.
Things like corruption, falsifying accounts, murder and arson can all be cleaned up completely.
If the imperial court had this thing, they could place spies in various places and report any problems they discovered to the capital immediately.
Before the local official could react, his official hat had already been taken off his head.
Thinking of this, Magistrate Liu broke out in a cold sweat.
How many local officials are clean? Being a clean magistrate for three years and earning 100,000 silver coins is not just talk.
Just as Magistrate Liu was admiring the treasure, footsteps were heard outside the house.
As soon as Magistrate Liu turned his head to look at the door, he saw Qi Zhiyong rushing in like a cannonball.
With a "thump", Qi Zhiyong held the intercom and knelt firmly in front of Shen Yong, his face full of excitement.
"Your Highness, I can clearly hear your voice from outside the palace."
When Magistrate Liu saw Qi Zhiyong, who was fawning and bowing as soon as he came in, the corners of his mouth twitched twice.
Damn it, why haven’t I seen him being so flattering to me before?
A little guard actually has two faces, this is too much!!!
Chen Yong looked at Qi Zhiyong, who was kneeling on the ground with the intercom in his hands, as if he was worshipping. His head thumped twice.
"Get up."
"Turn off the intercom." Chen Yong listened to the crackling sound of the intercom and raised his hand to turn off the intercom.
Qi Zhiyong quickly got up and, imitating Chen Yong, turned off the intercom.
He pursed his lips and looked at Chen Yong with sparkling eyes, his hands still holding the walkie-talkie.
Qi Zhiyong, who seemed calm, was actually in a state of confusion.
He was waiting for Shen Yong's next instruction. He had no idea whether this treasure was for him.
What if King Qianhuang just thought that the guard was fast and let him take it to test the effect and then took it back?
Qi Zhiyong felt a pang of pain at the thought that his baby might be taken away.
Chen Yong glanced at Prefect Liu, but his words were directed at Qi Zhiyong.
"Take the intercom and go to the South City Gate to guard it. From this moment on, no one is allowed to enter or leave the South City Gate."
"If anyone attempts to leave the city by force, you must contact me immediately using the intercom."
"Someone will enter Bailong City tomorrow with a walkie-talkie and take over the guard of the South Gate."
"When the time comes, you will be responsible for transporting salt to Qianhuang City."
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