Chapter 914

After talking to Rongzhu about his ideas and leaving everything to Rongzhu, Jiang Zhao went out to play.

He believed Rongzhu would definitely do it.

After arranging so many things, he felt that it was almost done and it was time to play.

[I don’t know why, but I always feel that His Majesty has a feeling that his mission has been completed and it’s time to play. ]

[It shouldn’t be an illusion, His Majesty is famous for his love of playing. ]

Xu Yao witnessed everything, especially Jiang Zhao’s direct appointment of a female official, and was completely stunned. To be honest, this world suddenly made her incomprehensible. But it doesn’t matter, she likes this development very much.

Jiang Zhao did not forget that there was a rain mixed with nutrient solution at night in Lizhou. Although it was only one rain, it was also very helpful for the growth of subsequent crops in Lizhou.

"I don't want to go, I don't want to go."

"I don't want to be sold to the palace."

An eight-year-old child ran from a distance towards Jiang Zhao, followed by a middle-aged man, shouting to stop. The child still couldn't run past him, and was knocked down by the middle-aged man in front of Jiang Zhao.

The child cried miserably, tears kept flowing down, and he cried hummingly.

The middle-aged man picked him up, stuffed his mouth casually, and gave Jiang Zhao an apologetic look, nodded and was about to leave.

"Xiao Hei, take him down." Jiang Zhao said.

The middle-aged man was called He Chenggui, a gambler. The eight-year-old child he was holding was called He Chen, his nephew.

He Chen's parents died, and He Chenggui, as his uncle, had no conscience and occupied the property of He Chen's parents. Not only did he not want to raise He Chen, he also planned to sell him to the palace as a eunuch. In fact, it is not impossible to sell him to other wealthy families as a slave. He Chen is handsome and can read, but he can get more money by being sold to the palace as a eunuch. And after being sold to the palace, He Chen basically has no way to turn over. Not everyone can endure the stage of cleansing. As for killing He Chen? That's a loss, it's better to exchange for silver.

"My parents didn't die in an accident, they were killed by He Chenggui." After He Chen was rescued, he was smart and found that he should be able to redress his grievances. He knelt down in front of Jiang Zhao with a plop, "Please help me, young master."

He didn't know if he could succeed, but there were so many people on the street, and only the other party was willing to save him, so He Chen decided to give it a try. Even if he lost, the worst thing would be that he would be taken away by He Chenggui and sold to the palace. As long as he didn't die, he would definitely find a way to get revenge.

"Kid, what's your name?" Jiang Zhao asked.

He Chen said, "My name is He Chen."

[He Chen, sounds familiar. ]

[The person above must have graduated a long time ago, but this shouldn't be the case. Even if it's been a long time since graduation, this name shouldn't be forgotten. ]

[Ah? In fact, there are many people named He Chen, but I didn't react for a while. This He Chen is that He Chen. ]

Jiang Zhao used his consciousness to peek at the barrage, so who is He Chen? Good guy, any random person on the street is a historical figure, he is quite lucky.

I don't know what this little guy can do, I'm looking forward to it.

Although the people of Xuanlan Continent are good, if you want this world to develop well, you still have to cultivate more local people, lay a good foundation, and develop from generation to generation.

[He Chen, a famous military strategist, writer, poet, painter, calligrapher! Oh, yes, he is also an inventor. 】

【When I have nothing to do, I write poems, articles, and draw. I have inspiration when I am not fighting, and I have more inspiration when I am fighting. This guy seems to have no bottleneck. He can write poems at the age of five, which caused me to memorize the texts in elementary school, junior high school, and high school, and I also had to analyze his articles. When I went to college, I studied art. Damn, who would have thought that I would have to appreciate his calligraphy and paintings? ? I practiced calligraphy in my spare time, and I saw He Chen's calligraphy at first sight. Hum, so I decided to change a calligrapher's calligraphy. Isn't it just practicing calligraphy? Who knew that I saw He Chen's wife's calligraphy. Damn! He Chen, you are still haunting me, I will remember you. 】

【Hahahaha, laughing! 】

Seeing this, Jiang Zhao's eyes were full of expectations for He Chen. This is not a child, but the future flower of the Chu Dynasty, the kind that can bear many fruits.

He Chen always felt that the look in this young man's eyes was not right. He didn't have any special hobbies, right?

[Your Majesty's eyes, did you see that this boy is not ordinary? ]

[Maybe your Majesty can really read the face, after all, he can pray for rain. ]

[Your Majesty's eyes have always been good, no doubt, he should have discovered that this boy can make a great contribution to the Chu Dynasty. ]

"He Chen, right? You stand up and tell me, I will make the decision for you."

No matter the other party's purpose, He Chen decided to give it a try and tell his experience one by one.

Jiang Zhao did not listen to He Chen's one-sided words, and arranged people to investigate, and at the same time asked people to interrogate He Chenggui. The result was the same as what He Chen said, so He Chenggui got the retribution he deserved.

As for He Chen, Jiang Zhao prepared to take him back to Beijing.

After learning about Jiang Zhao's identity, He Chen no longer had any doubts and became familiar with the Xu sisters.

The audience in Lan Siyu's live broadcast room saw that He Chen and the Xu sisters had a good time, and they started discussing again.

[It turns out that He Chen and Xu Xin are childhood sweethearts. Hehe, he has grown up with his wife since childhood. This guy is so lucky. ]

[Yes, that's right. The calligraphy I changed was by Xu Xin. If you want to blame someone, blame her because the stamp on the calligraphy was not Xu Xin, but her name. I didn't react at first, so I was fooled. Ah, ah, ah. Actually, it's not my fault. After all, I'm not professional in calligraphy. ]

[In fact, it's because I'm not good at history. I can't even remember the names of the six Xu sisters. ]

[Damn it! ]