Quickly wear "I am the empress"

Hearing Huzi's words, the woman looked heartbroken, "Huzi, my mother is sorry for you."

Huzi shook his head, his eyes a little moist, "Aniang, I'm going to follow the boss. You can take care of yourself from now on."

After speaking, Huzi wiped away his tears and reluctantly let go of the woman's hand.

The woman cried with tears in her eyes, "Huzi, you have to take care of yourself."

As she spoke, the woman knelt down and kowtowed to Zhiyu, choking with sobs and said: "Master, Huzi will trouble you from now on."

"If Huzi ever makes you unhappy, please don't throw him away. Just send him to Wagang Village."

Looking at the choked woman, Zhiyu sighed, nodded and said, "Okay."

After Zhiyu led the people away, everyone looked at the team getting further and further away, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

Seeing Hu Zi disappear from her sight, Hu Zi Niang couldn't help but burst into tears, her eyes full of reluctance.

If she could, she wouldn't want Huzi to leave her, but nowadays, if Huzi follows her, he can only suffer...

Seeing that the woman was crying louder and louder, Zhai Rang withdrew his complicated gaze, and Yaoyaotou said with relief:

"Hu Zi Niang, please stop crying. The status of the head of the family is precious. If Hu Zi can leave with her, he will be a slave and a maid, and he will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life."

"If Huzi has some potential, he may not be able to stand out in the future. Then, be prepared to enjoy his blessings."

After hearing this, Hu Zi Niang stopped sobbing and looked up at Zhai Rang blankly, "Second Head of the House, can I still see Hu Zi?"

Zhai Rang didn't know how to answer Hu Zi Niang's question. After a while, he shook his head and returned to the village with a heavy expression.

It's not that simple to go against a noble family. He doesn't even know how long he can live, so how can he make any guarantee...

Shan Xiongxin glanced at Hu Ziniang comfortingly, "Hu Ziniang, Hu Zi is following the boss, so you don't have to worry about him."

"From now on, just live your own life."

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After leaving Wagang Village, Zhiyu led everyone to assemble with the large army.

Ever since she sent someone to deliver the Tai'a Sword to her ancestor, what she then received was the ancestor's jade seal and various memorials.

In the past few days since she went to Wagang Village, memorials in the study had already piled up.

While Zhiyu dealt with the memorial resignedly, she was thinking about the development of Wagang Village. Now that Wagang Village has just been established, it has no power at all. If she wants Wagang Village to compete with the aristocratic family, she will naturally have to strengthen Wagang Village.

After thinking about it, Zhiyu allocated 20,000 soldiers to Wagang Village in plain clothes. With these 20,000 people, as long as Zhai Rang and Shan Xiongxin were not fools, the aristocratic families in Zhujun should not be their opponents.

After Zhiyu took care of the affairs in Wagang Village, she received a letter from her ancestor, saying that food was in short supply and asking her to send people to send food to the front line.

After receiving the letter from his ancestor, Zhiyu thought about it and felt that he should go to the front line.

The aristocratic families were rampant, and most of the soldiers on the battlefield were sons of the aristocratic families. The people of the aristocratic families did not want their descendants to die in battle, so they tampered with the transportation of grain and grass.

According to the temper of our ancestors, these aristocratic families will inevitably be liquidated after leaving the battlefield.

But the ancestor's task was to clear away the grievances. She felt that she should be the villain of the brave family. After all, she had been scolded by people from the family not once or twice...

After deciding to go to the battlefield, Zhiyu took Xu Shiji and 40,000 horses to the north. After quickly cutting through the chaos and confiscating the homes of several aristocratic families who interfered with the transportation of grain and grass, she went to the battlefield with the grain.

Wolf smoke was everywhere and war was raging. When Zhiyu and others arrived at the battlefield, what they saw was a scene of raging war.

Xu Shiji, who was following Zhiyu, saw this and felt something in his heart. Is this... a battlefield?

"Whoever comes, please tell me your name."

When the soldiers guarding the military camp saw Zhiyu and others coming, their eyes were always on the carts of grain and grass in the team. He asked in a routine manner.

"Princess Protector of the Sui Dynasty."

Hearing Zhiyu announce his identity, the soldier looked away from the food and grass with some difficulty, clasped his fists at Zhiyu and said: "Princess, wait a moment, the young one will go in and call the police."

Zhiyu nodded, "Go and tell Father that I have brought food and grass."

"Yes, princess."

Not long after the soldiers on guard left, a mighty and domineering man in black appeared in Zhiyu's sight.

The man was dressed in a dragon robe, his body was as straight as a green pine, his eyes were deep, his expression was indifferent, and he looked like a king.

Zhiyu blinked and shouted with a faint trembling voice: "Father..."

Hearing Zhiyu's voice, the figure that was striding forward paused slightly, and his eyes turned to Zhiyu with a complicated look.

"Yu'er."

Hearing this simple call, Zhiyu cried with joy. She didn't expect that she and her ancestors could meet again in this way.

"Father."

Ying Zheng, who was wearing a black dragon robe and showed his domineering appearance, nodded, looked at Zhiyu with complex eyes and said: "Long time no see, how is my son?"

Zhiyu nodded with wet eyes, looking at Ying Zheng with eyes full of admiration: "My child, everything is fine."

Ying Zheng nodded, waved his big hand and said with a smile: "Yu'er, come to my father's camp."

Zhiyu nodded obediently, and after arranging for Xu Shiji and others to settle down, he followed Ying Zheng to his camp.

"Father, why are you here?"

In the camp where there were no outsiders, Zhiyu asked curiously

Ying Zheng sighed sadly, his handsome and stern face was filled with the words "good luck and good luck".

"Yu'er, it's a long story."

Wen Zhiyu quickly moved a chair to sit under Ying Zheng, and even took out a few fruits from the tent. She looked at Ying Zheng with a gossipy face, wanting to hear what the long story was.

Seeing Zhiyu like this, Yingzheng couldn't help but shook his head, "So, let's not talk about it."

Zhiyu: "…………"

"Hahaha, Zhiyu, you have been fooled."

The system saw that Zhiyu was deflated and came out with a smile.

Zhiyu was speechless and immediately blocked the system. If the system was broken, there would be no chance of recording.

"Yu'er, please tell Father, what will happen to Great Qin after Father leaves?"

Jian Zhiyu looked disappointed after not hearing the gossip. Ying Zheng quickly changed the subject and asked what he had hidden in his heart for a long time.

Hearing this, Zhiyu looked at Ying Zheng with a look of praise, "Hai Qing He Yan is in unprecedented prosperity."

After hearing Zhiyu's words, Yingzheng was stunned for a long time.

After a while, he opened the corners of his lips and smiled sarcastically, smiling lonely and relieved.

Ying Zheng took out a book from his arms. Zhiyu looked at it and saw that it was a book recording the history of the Qin Dynasty. It might be because he had been reading it for a long time. The cover of the book had already been rolled up.

"Yu'er, this is the history of the Qin Dynasty in this time and space."

"Every time I read this book, I feel very regretful. Why, why Fusu failed to live up to expectations, why I can't live longer..."

Looking at Ying Zheng, who exuded loneliness, Zhiyu opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.