The convoy quickly packed up and was back on the road.

The original guards sent by King Zhao to escort did not deal with the knights brought by Meng Yan, and they were even more reluctant to go with one of them, so they followed the convoy not far behind as the queen of the palace.

Ju Zizhou and Ying Zheng shared a car, and outside the car were six Confucian scholars on horseback and nine rangers who were subdued by Ying Zheng.

And the person who drove for the two of them had changed from Chen He to Meng Yan.

Ying Zheng sat in the car, holding a silk book in his hand, and looked at it slowly.

But Ju Zizhou could sense that he couldn't calm down and read the book.

"What's the difference between a high-level ranger and a low-level ranger?" Ju Zizhou sighed and suddenly asked.

Although Ying Zheng was uneasy, he immediately replied instinctively: "It's a way to make a profit!" ”

"The high-ranking ranger is the ranger who no longer needs to work on his own to earn the means of subsistence necessary for survival, most of them are supported by nobles and wealthy merchants, and a few have risen from the pawns of the nobility to the petty nobles; And the low-level rangers still sell their labor to make a living. ”

This investigation report of more than 27,400 words has been memorized by Ying Zheng for a month and a half.

"What is the average grain yield per mu in Zhao Guo in the past three years?"

"Sixty-nine pounds and twelve taels!"

The two horses walked slowly with the cart, Meng Yan sat outside the car, and heard Ju Zizhou and Ying Zheng asking the right question, and unconsciously straightened his waist.

"How many catties of grain does Zhao need to cultivate an acre of land on average?"

"Su 25 catties and 11 taels, millet 27 catties and 3 taels......," Ying Zheng replied.

He didn't understand what Ju Zizhou was asking for.

But he still answered honestly.

Meng Yan sat outside the car, holding the reins with both hands, his fingers pinching white.

Ju Zizhou didn't explain, but just threw out the questions one by one slowly, and then Ying Zheng answered these questions according to what was described in the "Handan Investigation".

"The ...... of the tax system for yeoman farmers in the Zhao Kingdom"

"The number of cultivators in Zhao Guoyong and the proportion of yeoman farmers ......"

"The price of gold in Zhao ......"

"The price of beef and mutton in Zhaoguo ......"

"Phew!" Meng Yan, who was driving, suddenly pulled the reins and stopped the carriage.

A pair of ponies pulling the cart neighed and stopped, and then the hundred cavalry that followed Meng Yan stopped and dismounted.

"What's wrong? Why park?" Ying Zheng asked as he stepped out of the car.

Meng Yan turned over and got out of the car, knelt on one knee in front of Ying Zheng, spread his hands flat, and held a beautifully shaped bronze short sword in his palm, without saying a word.

Ying Zheng saw that he didn't answer, so he sat on the wheel, folded the silk book, hid it closely, and asked, "Have you ever been on the battlefield?" ”

Meng Yan replied: "Gentleman, Yan has been on the battlefield. ”

"Montessori people, who have been on the battlefield and made meritorious deeds, should not be just a sixth-class official doctor at your age." Ju Zizhou said casually.

"Yan is a side branch, and he has the mercy of the head of the family, so he can get Montessori." Meng Yan's head drooped.

"How old are you?" Ju Zizhou asked.

"Yan is now thirty-four years old." Meng Yan replied in a muffled voice.

Ju Zizhou nodded: "You are no longer young, and your appetite has dropped a lot compared to ten years ago, right?" ”

In his thirties, he is already an old man in this era!

"Although Yan is old, he still has the courage to die!" Meng Yan's tone was passionate, and there was a sonorous voice in the old man's sentences.

"You're old, even if you have the courage, what can you do?" Ju Zizhou asked, "Do you know the trick of leading troops to fight and winning every battle?" ”

"I don't know." Meng Yan's tone was gloomy.

"Do you know the method of training and strengthening soldiers?"

"I don't know." Meng Yan's tone was apprehensive.

"Do you know how to make a soldier go forward and move forward, and not turn around?"

"I don't know ......" Meng Yan choked in his throat.

"Do you know how to arrange troops to protect the territory and the people?" Ju Zizhou smiled even deeper.

Ying Zheng sat on the wheel, looking confused.

He didn't know why Meng Yan suddenly knelt on the ground and offered his sword, wanting to worship himself as the Lord.

He didn't know why Ju Zizhou kept attacking Meng Yan here.

What's going on?

He looked at Ju Zizhou, desperate to figure it all out.

"You don't know anything, why do you think that if you kneel on the ground and hold a sword in both hands, Junzizheng will accept you?"

"Those who worship the Lord need to be useful to the master, and the master will accept it, and you will not know anything!" Ju Zizhou smiled: "Your usefulness to Junzizheng is even smaller than this group of rangers!" ”

"Why do you think the gentleman will accept you? Why do you think you can get a title of power from a gentleman? ”

Meng Yan's mouth was dry and cold sweat flowed.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Ju Zizhou.

Ju Zizhou smiled brightly, his eyes indifferent.

He hung his head weakly.

He gritted his teeth and gave up his last dignity to worship the Lord, but he was stunned to find that he was a waste, not only did he have no hope of the power he hoped for, but he even lost his faith.

Meng Yan's majestic body trembled slightly.

Ju Zizhou smiled, immediately patted Ying Zheng's shoulder, and pointed to the sword in his hand: "The gentleman is lenient and compassionate, and has the style of an ancient benevolent gentleman!" ”

Ying Zheng immediately understood, jumped out of the car, walked in front of Meng Yan, who was standing as tall as himself after kneeling, and picked up the bronze sword in the palm of his hands: "Ji's surname is Meng Ziyan, are you willing to serve me as the master, worship me as the king, and be my slave from now on, share wealth and prosperity with me, and share hardships with me?" ”

When Meng Yan heard Ying Zheng's words, he suddenly raised his head, and he couldn't believe his ears.

He raised his head and watched Ying Zheng standing in front of him with a sword in one hand, his delicate little face full of seriousness.

Douda's hot tears suddenly flowed out of his eyes, and "poof" and "poof" fell to the ground and shattered.

"The minister is willing!"

"From now on, for me, the spear will be ordered to come?"

"It's time to do it!"

"From now on, for my eagle dog, patrol and hunt?"

"Patrol hunting, don't dare to disobey!"

"Humiliation?"

"Death!"

"Worried?"

"Minister's War!"

"Good!" Ying Zheng nodded, the strength in his hand was relaxed, he stuck the sword on the ground, took out the iron sword given by Ju Zizhou, and placed it horizontally in the palms of Meng Yan's hands: "Very good, you will be my Qin Zheng's house slave in the future!" If I am rich for a day, you will be prosperous for a day! ”

"Thank you, Lord for your gift!" Meng Yan stood up suddenly, bowed down and looked down at Ying Zheng, waiting for his instructions.

"Okay, let's keep going, and get back to Xianyang as soon as possible!" Ying Zheng waved his hand, turned around and held Ju Zizhou's hand, and was pulled into the car by him.

Ju Zizhou glanced at Meng Yan with a smile and got into the car.

"What's going on?" Ying Zheng asked in a low voice.

The carriage slowly began to move forward, Meng Yan's waist was straight, he wiped a handful of tears, and excitedly drew his iron sword to inspect it.

Ju Zizhou smiled: "I destroy his self-confidence by not giving him a chance to think by successive blows, and then you go to show grace when he is most desperate, so that his gratitude to you can be maximized, and your relationship can be the strongest!" ”

This is one of the application methods of PUA, which is strictly a bit anti-human, but in this era, Ju Zizhou no longer cares about this.

"I'm not asking this!" Ying Zheng said: "I'm asking why he suddenly wants to serve me as the Lord? ”

"He was sent by Mrs. Huayang."

"What does it have to do with who sent him?"

"He was sent by Mrs. Huayang, I think the purpose of Mrs. Huayang sending him here is to show favor to you!" Ju Zizhou said: "Since it is a gesture of goodwill, then of course I will explain to him." ”

"It's even possible that he can serve you, explicitly or implicitly."

"So I put it to the test."

"So...... Those Q&As...... Is it temptation? Only then did Ying Zheng react.

"Those things can explain your understanding of Zhao Guo...... These understandings, if on the battlefield, will be the sharpest sword! ”

"The Montessori is a wealthy family, if Meng Yan is a core member of the Montessori family, it is impossible for him to be so old and only have the title of an official doctor and the position of a hundred chiefs."

"So I expected him to be a man who had no ambition in the family, but had some ability."

"Such a person...... Ah Zheng, will he be willing to nest in the quagmire? ”

"Definitely not!"

"So you're his chance too! You're the only ...... he's ever seen. Chance to rise! Ju Zizhou smiled: "As long as you show a certain talent, he will be busy bowing at your feet!" ”

"Do I already have talent?" Ying Zheng sat up straight and looked at Ju Zizhou, asking for approval.

"Yes, junior brother." Ju Zizhou said proudly: "You already have extraordinary talents, and you will continue to gain more talents until you reach the top of this world!" ”

Ying Zheng's hands were clenched, and his eyes were blazing.

I will! Brother.

I will surpass all the people in this world, including you!