Chapter 41: The Glorious Boy Chicken

"Gotta get it!" The sound of hooves sounded, and the five divine horses did not hurry, and headed towards the east of Handan City.

"What a horse!" Zhao Ren saw it in his eyes and was amazed.

These five horses are extraordinary, extraordinary, and at a glance you know that they are excellent horses. Especially the white horse in the middle, all over the body, all white, like winter snow, without a trace of variegation.

This kind of white horse, at that time, was produced in only one place, that is, the Yin Mountain controlled by the Xiongnu, called "Yin Mountain Snow".

These five people are the five Qin Yiren, and the one who rides the Yinshan Snow is Qin Yiren.

Today is the day when Qin Yiren and the others officially left the small courtyard and went to the new house, they were all dressed in new clothes, wearing gold and silver, riding high-headed horses, and they were extremely coquettish.

The most sassy is Qin Yiren, wearing a brand-new jade crown, a brand-new gold-inlaid brocade robe, soft-soled brocade boots, and a jade ornament inlaid with gold and jade on his waist.

Today's Qin Yiren has no worries about food and clothing, has enough food, wears warmly, and has a better and better complexion on his face, and he is becoming more and more like a king and grandson.

Behind them, there was the boss of a group of servants, carrying boxes, which were paid by Qin Yiren for them to drive.

"This is the king's grandson!" Qin Yiren hugged each other and was quite emotional, and finally enjoyed the treatment of Wang Sun.

Since he was under house arrest three years ago to now, Qin Yiren has never felt the taste of Wang Sun anymore, and now he is heavy, although he is no longer the Wang Sun he used to be, it also makes him feel emotional.

"Woo!" Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, Fan Tong, Hei Bo, and Mo'er were laughing on their faces and weeping in their hearts.

After three years of farewell to the king and grandson, nine deaths and one life, who can not be full of emotion when it comes to the taste of re-tasting this now? Meng Zhao: They seemed to be dreaming.

The layout of Handan is "the north of the king city, the south of the industry and commerce, the east of the officials, the west of agriculture and animal husbandry", Qin Yiren is now a big turnover, naturally to go to the east of the city to live.

The house he bought was a house with dozens of houses, but it was not expensive. Today's Handan, fleeing from the country has become a trend, ten rooms and nine empty, the price of the house has been greatly reduced, the old owner of this house is eager to get rid of it immediately, and Qin Yiren bought it for only thirty gold.

In ordinary times, this mansion would be worth three or two hundred gold, however, the old owner was also grateful and praised Qin Yiren for the fair price he gave.

After Qin Yiren bought it, he rearranged it and gave it a new look.

"Bang bang bang!" When Qin Yiren arrived, the servants hurriedly lit firecrackers, adding to the lively atmosphere.

Qin Yiren turned over and dismounted, handed the reins to the servant, looked at the new mansion, and sighed: "I finally have a home!" ”

"We've got a home!" Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, Fan Tong, Hei Bo and Mo Er wept, choked up, and trembled with excitement.

Home, what a warm word, is the sacred place to which the soul of the Chinese nation is bound.

Three years of house arrest, confined to that dirty and smelly courtyard, who would have imagined that they could have a big mansion? At first glance, when they saw this brand-new house, they were like knocking over a five-flavor bottle, and all kinds of flavors came to their hearts, and they were so excited that they shed tears of joy.

"Today is a festive day for our housewarming, don't be sad." Qin Yiren's nose is pantothenic, he knows very well that Meng Zhao and they have suffered a lot, a lot of difficulties, and a lot of grievances, who can not be excited when they meet a happy event?

"We are not sad, we are happy, we are happy!" Heibo's white head shook straight like a chicken pecking rice.

This was a cry of joy, and Meng Zhao nodded in agreement.

After entering the mansion, the old man of the Heibo family officially acted and commanded the servants in a group, and all affairs were carried out in an orderly manner without the slightest disorder.

"Heber is really a good butler." Qin Yiren was greatly moved.

This joy is not something that can be vented in a short time, Qin Yiren and the others have been making trouble all day long, and they didn't stop until it was dark.

After the evening soup, Qin Yiren and the others got together, and everyone had a happy smile on their faces, as if they were celebrating the New Year.

"Childe, when we were in this mansion, we ordered four wineries in Bojiudao by the way." Hei Bo began to report on the financial situation, and said: "If these four wineries are in ordinary times, each of them does not have five or six thousand gold, don't want to buy it. Now, we have only spent 800 gold on four wineries. ”

Bojiudao is the most prosperous business district in Handan, and the liquor brewed there is exported to the six countries of Shandong. Now that the soldiers are in danger, the Zhao people are brave and have fled the country, and the owners are eager to get rid of it immediately, it is because Qin Yiren has such good luck.

"Make a big profit!" Meng Zhao was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.

Anyway, they are from the Qin State, and the Qin army will only be good for them when they call, there is no harm, and this money is ironclad.

"However, it takes a lot to buy a horse and decorate the house. Today, we have less than 100 gold left. "In the past few days, Qin Yiren has spent money like flowing water, using more than a thousand gold.

"Childe, why don't you ask for more from Lu Buwei?" Meng Zhao regretted a little, regretting that he didn't open his mouth to Lü Buwei at the beginning.

"Meng Zhao, don't talk nonsense." Heber was the oldest, had the most experience, and had the best understanding of human affairs, and explained: "If it exceeds five hundred gold, Lü Buwei will never buy it." ”

Selling Jing Yun back to Lü Buwei is an insult, this is a provocation, if it weren't for the price, Lü Buwei would never buy it. More than five hundred gold, Lu Buwei will never accept it.

"Childe, we have to save this money." Heibo reminded: "Now, everything we should buy has been purchased, and the cost will not be too big." ”

This is good news, Qin Yiren nodded heavily, and greatly agreed with this.

Moving to a new house is really exciting, and the five of them talked for a long time before they were ready to rest.

Qin Yiren asked the servant to boil a large bucket of hot water and prepare it for washing.

Moving to a new house and washing away the old dust is not a superstition, a custom, and a blessing.

After the hot water boiled, Qin Yiren stripped naked, entered the wooden barrel, and soaked in the hot water, Qin Yiren enjoyed it greatly, and narrowed his eyes.

Qin Yiren's right hand stretched out to his crotch, touched a certain part, remembered something, looked at it fixedly, his face was flushed, as if he had done the most embarrassing thing.

"This ......" Qin Yiren's mouth opened wide, and he was directly petrified.

"What a glorious boy chicken!" The thing under the crotch, at a glance, you can see that Lu has not tasted the taste of a woman. Qin Yiren was a little incredulous, and recalled all the memories of his predecessor, this Qin Yiren was really a "glorious boy chicken".

In this era of being a father at the age of fifteen, Qin Yiren, who is in his twenties, is still a glorious boy chicken, who will believe it?

Qin Yiren was so surprised that he didn't believe it until he recalled all his memories and confirmed this, so he had to believe it.

Don't say that it was in the Warring States Period when he became a father at the age of fifteen, even in modern society, it is also a shame to be a junior brother in his twenties.

"Who's going to use this?" Qin Yiren was a little difficult, and there were a few beautiful shadows in his predecessor's memory, but they were too vague and couldn't remember clearly.

"Mo'er?" Qin Yiren thought of Mo'er, who got along day and night.

Mo'er is beautiful and beautiful, she is his maid, this is a suitable candidate. The question is, the current Mo'er has not recovered yet, and she is skinny, is this appropriate?

"Will it hurt it?" Qin Yiren stroked the thing, thinking a little too far-reaching.

"Are you really looking for Qin Shi Huang's mother?" Qin Yiren suddenly thought of Qin Shi Huang's mother, a woman who has been famous for thousands of years.