Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Jun's innocent face and quickly looked away.
He lowered his eyes and asked casually while picking up some food.
"This Mr. Xiao He is quite talented. Is he also going to the North this time?"
The King of Zhao was still wondering how Fusu could see Xiao He's talent.
When she heard Ying Zheng ask this, she suddenly realized that Ying Zheng, who valued talent so much, must also want to know more about Xiao He.
"How can I describe Xiao He? He's a gentle and refined man, and he has his own insights on the economic front."
"He's not one to lead troops in battle, but he's definitely a master at stabilizing the rear."
"Therefore, under my leadership, he can fully display his talents and may grow into a politician like Li Si in the future."
This was also the first time that Ying Zheng heard Zhao Jun's evaluation of others from her mouth.
If he can grow into a figure like Li Si, then that is a very high evaluation.
"You think highly of him?"
Ying Zheng felt even more curious about Xiao He, and a little angry?
"Well, I brought him with me to the North this time because I wanted to see his actual abilities. I might let him take charge of the cotton workshop later."
"However, this is still uncertain. I think placing him in the North is a bit too far."
Zhao Jun murmured in his heart.
Besides, if he was sent to the north, what would happen to Liu Bang in Xianyang?
"Oh, it's too far from Xianyang."
"Next time there's a chance, I'll introduce you to him."
Ying Zheng lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
"My king, you can't steal my people."
Originally, there were not many people available in Xianyang.
If Ying Zheng takes a fancy to her again, who will she find to work for her?
Click.
Ying Zheng placed the bowl in his hand heavily on the table.
This scared Zhao Jun and Fusu who were eating.
"I am full."
After saying this, he left the table and went back to his desk where he handled government affairs.
The King of Zhao and Fusu were confused.
But looking at the ingredients on the table, Zhao Jun thought about it.
"It's not good to waste food, Fusu. Let's finish it together. We may not be able to eat it again in the north."
After Ying Zheng finished eating, Fusu certainly didn't want to leave his father behind, so he continued eating with the King of Zhao.
But since Mr. Zhao said so, it is indeed not good to waste.
"Yeah." Fusu nodded.
So, Ying Zheng sat in his seat and handled government affairs absent-mindedly.
Zhao Jun and Fusu were enjoying the bubbling hot pot.
…
What to do if I get even more angry?
However, Zhao Jun did not overdo it. They worked faster and quickly finished the pile of food.
The maid serving outside quickly came up and took the things away.
"Your Majesty, we will be leaving now. We will depart the day after tomorrow. See you in the New Year."
Zhao Jun and Fusu stood opposite Ying Zheng's desk.
Ying Zheng pretended to look at the memorial in front of him and didn't look at her.
"Father, I am leaving now. We will be back soon."
Fusu also stood up straight and bid farewell to Ying Zheng.
Only then did Ying Zheng look up at them with a stern face.
"Well, go ahead."
The two of them bowed again and walked out of the front hall.
Ying Zheng put down the memorial in his hand and watched them walk out quietly.
Sun Cheng, standing outside the hall, also greeted them and watched them go back.
He looked up at the sky.
Winter is coming soon, so even if the king eats hot pot often, he won’t get a sore throat.
Time passed quickly, and soon it was the day for them to set off.
It was the same group of captains as before, and they were now ready.
Zhao Jun Qingliu and Fusu had already left Prince Xian's palace and were now stopped at the gate of Xianyang City with their men.
There were already many people coming and going at the city gate early in the morning, but they did not dare to approach them as they were guarded by soldiers.
Zhao Jun and Qing Liu were already sitting in the carriage.
Fusu also sat in the second carriage. The journey to the north was long, and it was not convenient for him to ride a horse all the time.
Everyone was waiting quietly, but it was mainly Zhao Jun who was watching the fun.
Because Liu Bang came to see Xiao He off.
The two were standing not far away and talking.
Liu Jizhen's face was full of reluctance, but upon closer inspection, one could also see a hint of excitement.
He looked like a naughty kid who looked sad but was actually very excited after saying goodbye to his nagging old mother.
Well, the father-son CP is also quite good.
It was almost time, and they still had several days on the road.
The King of Zhao called Xiao He back, and the huge carriage set off with everyone.
Zhao Jun was shaken all the way.
"Once we reach Beidi and the cotton workshop is successfully built, I will quickly build a cement road from Xianyang to Beidi."
Zhao Jun, lying in the carriage, spoke dejectedly.
"Indeed, ever since I experienced the feeling of a horse-drawn carriage on a concrete road, this kind of bumpy road surface is really not something I can get used to."
Qingliu rubbed his sore waist and felt quite uncomfortable.
When Xiao He and Fusu got tired of sitting in the carriage, they would ride horses to change their posture.
Zhao Jun suddenly felt like trying the feeling of riding a horse, but he had just been on it for less than a quarter of an hour when he was asked to come down.
She was only sore from the carriage ride.
If she rides a horse, then she is completely paralyzed.
They walked and talked all the way until the towering city wall of the north appeared in front of them.
Zhao Jun felt that he had not been in Xianyang for long, but it seemed like he was back in the north so soon.
It made her feel like returning home in glory, especially when she saw Wang Li and Yu Zhaoyi guarding the city wall early in the morning.
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