Who knows, family members? The system was intercepted by the First Emperor.

Neither Zhang Liang nor Fusu could convince the other in Dayang Palace. One had no practical experience and could only talk on paper.

There is an opportunity for practical action, but my brain is used up on political affairs and I can't come up with any useful opinions.

Neither of them is convincing.

In the end, Fusu sighed: "Be more expressive on the road..."

Zhang Liang ruthlessly responded: "It only takes a day and a half on the road...that's all it takes to fart."

"Then your fart is quite long..."

Fusu was unwilling to show weakness. He studied under Mr. Li. How could he still lose in a verbal battle?

Regardless of Zhang Liang's plan, early the next morning, Ying Yinman took the letters from the Mohist family and the letters from various ministries to Li Jiang, and prepared to board the board with Zhang Liang...

A regular pony car? ? ?

Ying Yinman turned back to Fusu in confusion: "Brother Huang...is there something wrong with the carriage?"

Fusu said without changing his expression: "The steam pony carriage has a mission and was sent out, so now there are only ordinary carriages in the palace."

"It's quite tiring for the royal sister and the ovary."

Ying Yinman hesitated a little, was it really not too late?

"Brother Emperor...don't the imperial merchants in Xianyang City belong to a few adults? Prime Minister Feng also owns shares, right? Why don't you borrow some?"

Fu Su, Zhang Liang: I was careless.

"Can……"

Feng Quji agreed without even thinking, but was slapped in the waist.

When words come to your lips, they become.

"But...unfortunately, my carriage has gone out to deliver goods..."

Ying Yinman nodded, okay, since there are no conditions, then just slow down...

"I can only help you so much."

Fusu whispered: "You can fart several times this time, just don't let it go in the carriage, it will break into pieces, don't smoke it, and don't scare the lonely princess."

Zhang Liang was furious, and just when he was about to speak, he saw Fusu's expression was solemn.

"I won't send you away if I send you here! Please go on your way, Zifang, and take good care of your royal sister."

"Let's just hit the road! It's so unlucky..."

Zhang Liang beeped in a low voice, isn't this person too vindictive?

Didn't I just say a few words about him yesterday...

After the two of them got on the carriage and drifted away, Feng Quji put away his serious face, grinned and covered his waist and eyes.

"Hiss~ Who stabbed me!"

He turned around and saw Feng Jie standing behind him. Feng Qu turned around angrily and cursed: "You bastard! So hard, what do you want to do!"

on the carriage

Ying Yinman carried all the laws of Da Qin, and books took up part of the carriage, leaving Zhang Liang and Ying Yinman crowded in the remaining space.

"Brother, it's true that I won't even give you an extra carriage..."

Ying Yinman felt her heartbeat getting faster and faster, and the car getting hotter and hotter. She had nothing to say.

Zhang Liang coughed twice and said, "I went outside to see where I was."

After saying that, he stood up and lifted the curtain of the car, ready to go outside to sit on the shaft of the car for a while with the driver.

As a result, when the curtain was lifted, Zhang Liang paused.

Ying Yinman couldn't see the scene in front of Zhang Liang, so she just sat there, watching Zhang Liang stick out his butt, bend over, and didn't move for a long time.

"what happened?"

She asked softly: "Is there any danger outside? Or are you going the wrong way?"

Zhang Liang slowly retreated and sat next to Ying Yinman. He put his fist to his lips and coughed twice, trying hard to suppress the raised corners of his mouth.

Your Highness is such a good person!

So what if His Highness takes advantage of you verbally?

How could he not be grateful to His Highness for creating opportunities for him?

"Your Majesty sent three coachmen to drive the carriage... There is no room outside..."

After speaking, his face turned slightly to Ying Yinman, revealing the best angle that he had practiced repeatedly in the mirror.

He spoke slowly: "I can only feel wronged, princess, so I can squeeze in with you first."

Ying Yuanman looked at Zhang Liang's face and pinched his thigh with his wide sleeves.

Only then could he forcibly hold back the raised corners of his mouth.

It’s so lawless!

Why does a man look so beautiful...

Brother Huang is so interesting!

Thinking of last night, Fusu came to her house and told her that tomorrow would create opportunities for her and Zhang Liang.

Originally, Ying Yinman had not yet realized how the emperor could create opportunities for himself.

So this is ah……

"that……"

"that……"

They both spoke at the same time, and then spoke again at the same time.

"You speak first……"

Zhang Liang smiled slightly and gestured to Ying Yinman to speak first.

"My father asked me to bring the laws of Qin to meet my father and revise the laws."

She looked at the books at her feet and then at Zhang Liang.

"There must be errors and omissions in the law, so it needs to be revised. The time on the road is boring, so why not..."

Zhang Liang looked at the pile of books on the ground: "Princess, do you want me to help her look for it?"

Ying Yinman nodded: "Is that okay?"

"Of course~"

Along the way, Ying Yinman and Zhang Liang began to discuss the law to see if there were any loopholes that could be exploited.

Along the way, they crowded into the carriage to discuss the law, and even ate together.

But the two of them never expected that their royal brother (His Royal Highness) would be so considerate that he would always be in the wilderness at night...

"Why don't you be so considerate!"

Ying Yinman sat in the carriage and smacked her legs in frustration.

She couldn't even imagine that the next day, when she woke up from a coop, she might still have eye mucus in the corners of her eyes and breath...

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"Princess? What's wrong?"

Zhang Liangzheng and three coachmen were making bunks outside the carriage when they heard Ying Yinman's scream coming from the carriage.

"It's okay...it's okay... exercise your courage..."

Ying Yinman's head rested on the seat of the carriage, with books spread out as a bed under her body.

The night was spent in Ying Yinman's random thoughts.

Early the next morning, Zhang Liang and Ying Yinman got up early, tidied their hair and buttoned the corners of their eyes.

After sitting in the carriage, the two of them remained silent until the carriage arrived at the restaurant and they each freshened up before saying hello to each other.

"Princess, there are some errors in the law on this page."

On the way again, Zhang Liang talked to Ying Yinman.

Ying Yinman also nodded: "I saw it too."

The two of them pointed to the place where they found each other, and the two fingers gradually met, and Ying Yinman's fingers landed lightly on Zhang Liang's fingertips.

Zhang Liang unexpectedly thought at this moment that it was fortunate that he was not the one holding the princess down. That would be too ungraceful.

Ying Yinman also thought inappropriately: My fingers are so slippery... I really want to let it go for a while, but I have to be reserved!

All thoughts disappeared in an instant, and Ying Yinman quickly retracted his hand as if it had been burned.

As luck would have it, the one pointing at the book was the one next to Zhang Liang. He didn't grasp it well, and Ying Yinman gave Zhang Liang a hard elbow.

"Well……"

Zhang Liang was still immersed in the ambiguous atmosphere that had just broken out, but he received a heavy blow in the ribs.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you okay? I didn't mean it. Did it hurt you?"

Ying Yinman checked Zhang Liang's condition in a panic. Zhang Liang was already weak, so he wouldn't cause anything to happen to him, right?

"It's okay...princess..."

Zhang Liang inhaled in pain, tried hard to hold back the slight cough that reached his lips, and suppressed the pain: "It's okay, the princess is indeed a practicing master, she is very energetic!"

Ying Yinman was even more embarrassed.

Zhang Liang held his ribs and looked at Ying Yinman's blushing face, gasping in pain.

I couldn't help comforting myself, I deserved it, who made your mind wander? I deserved the elbow!