Qin asked

Mo Dou's attempt to return the workshop to Ying Zheng was of course rejected. Ying Zheng said that he didn't care about a mere workshop. Instead of thinking about such things, Mo Dou might as well calm down and heal his wounds.

Mo Dou supported Ying Zheng's shoulders, limped back to the room, and asked with a smile, "Why, don't you like me?"

"What Dou said..." Ying Zheng raised his forehead, watching Mo Dou bouncing around, he couldn't help feeling a little frightened. He wanted to hug someone directly but was afraid of being rejected, so he put his arms around Mo Dou's waist, "How do I pick him up?"

"Forget it then," Mo Dou snorted, "I can't bear to give it to you just like that..."

Ying Zheng had a smile in his eyes, full of pampering: "Yes, yes, if you can't bear it, just hide it well. I will find you a better housekeeper, and the care is no worse than Uncle Niu's."

It's hard to find a good housekeeper. You need ability, winking, and absolute loyalty. Even Ying Zheng can't find a suitable candidate for a while.

He thought for a while, and then said, "But at this moment, I have to fight for a while."

It also saves you from thinking about things...

Mo Dou finally jumped back into the room, he couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, at the same time, Ying Zheng beside him also let out a sigh of relief...

I don't know if it's the man's self-esteem that's causing trouble, Mo Dou suddenly felt a little embarrassed, he pretended not to care and lay back on the bed: "It's okay, it won't be boring, please help me get the ledger from the workshop..."

Ying Zheng gave an order, and the attendant bowed forward and handed over the large and small ledgers: "Mo Dou can rest in peace and heal his wounds, I will leave first."

"Understood." Mo Dou waved his hand to signal that he understood, and buried his head in the sundries, "Your Majesty, go slowly."

Ying Zheng turned to leave, and suddenly turned his head worriedly and asked, "Do you want to go to the toilet?"

Mo Dou: "...I don't want to!"

Ying Zheng confirmed it again and again, and finally said angrily: "If you can't help it, just call someone."

What Ying Zheng responded to was a book that was thrown out in anger...

Ying Zheng took the book accurately, and before Mo Dou could react, he quickly hid outside the door, and said with a helpless smile, "This temper is really getting hotter..."

No one answered the attendants at the door. After Zhao Gao, Ying Zheng checked all the people around him and Fusu. All of them were Qin people. The three generations of ancestors have checked them clearly, and they are not allowed. Anyone who has the behavior of inducing or answering the words, the daily behavior is recorded in the file.

Fortunately, the pen and paper have been improved, otherwise the clumsiness of the bamboo slips would not be able to complete this seemingly simple rule.

Ying Zheng handed the book to a more reliable attendant in his impression, and ordered: "Take the book back. If he wants to go to the toilet, send it to the wall at the door. Don't follow, but pay attention to the noise inside, so that he doesn't drop it. Already, no one knows.

The attendant bowed respectfully and answered: "No."

Ying Zheng watched him walk in, then gradually faded his smile, and turned around to become the respected king of Qin. As he walked, he gave orders with an unquestionable gesture, but his tone was a little casual: "Go, put Qing The lady called the widow."

The figure outside the door got farther and farther away, Mo Dou put down the ledger in his hand, in fact he didn't read a single word just now.

Yingzheng didn't do anything wrong just now, it was him who lost his temper out of nowhere, and the reason for this situation was simple - the unequal status and wealth between him and Yingzheng.

Originally, the relationship between him and Ying Zheng was more like Party A and Party B. Although there was ambiguity, Ying Zheng still played the role of an investor, but after the relationship, the two became subtle, and Ying Zheng seemed to have become a golden man. The master's father, and Mo Dou seemed to be taken care of.

It sounds good, but it's a pity that since Mo Dou crossed over, his backward productivity caused him to give up his physiological needs and directly transform into the pursuit of self-realization needs, and he is used to enjoying the highest level of needs. It is impossible for him to give up one level lower than it. Levels of respect are needed (that is, to give up dignity and be raised by others).

Maybe Mo Dou would be happy to accept it after time travel, but Ying Zheng probably won't like him at that time...

And the best way to solve this embarrassment is for Mo Dou to take the initiative to seek equality in status, that is, to become a joint venture partner. After all, the bride has to carry a dowry, right?But it's not that hard...

Mo Dou felt a little headache, and the attendant handed him the book carefully: "Mr. Mo?"

Mo Dou took the book and pondered for a moment: "Wait, you do something for me."

The attendant said clearly: "But you want to go to the toilet?"

Mo Dou twitched: "No, get me some wood and tools."

He decided to make a medical crutch first... At least keep his last stubbornness when it comes to going to the toilet!

……

Ying Zheng in the meeting hall didn't know that one of his benefits was disappearing, and he was arguing with Qing.

Ying Zheng said that whether it is fireworks, Molotov cocktails, or even gunpowder, he can give Mrs. Qing a certain share (mainly paid in money), but the right to manufacture and use is out of the question. Home fried pill points.

And Mrs. Qing said that she didn't care about the fireworks or anything, and she didn't want all the benefits, but she was itching to let her know how Ying Zheng exploded the alchemy points!

Qing knew that it was impossible for Yingzheng to snatch the pill formula she developed regardless of face, unless the other party wanted to destroy Qin's reputation among local wealthy families, so she would not show any weakness even to Yingzheng.

Ying Zheng looked at Qing, who was staring at him, and suddenly smiled. He said slowly, "Mrs. Qing has practiced alchemy for a long time, and she forgot her identity?"

Qing's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at Ying Zheng vigilantly: "What does your lord mean?"

"The reason why the widow discussed with you is because you represent the Ba family." Ying Zheng looked at Qing with satisfaction and his expression suddenly changed, "The above proposals from the widow are all in the interests of the Ba family. Why did Mrs. Qing refuse?" ?”

Madam Qing gritted her teeth and said bravely: "I have been in charge of the Ba family for many years, so I have a certain right to make decisions."

"Really? If Mrs. Qing is a man, the widow can still believe it, but unfortunately..." It's a pity that she is a woman, otherwise he would even consider whether to recruit her... Ying Zheng put away his regret and became tough again. "It seems that Mrs. Qing has indeed forgotten. In this case, I will help you..."

The status of women in this era may not be so low, but they are definitely not as high as those of later generations. In addition to her natural acumen for business and talent for alchemy, Qing Neng has paid unimaginable blood and tears to stand in this position, but even so , does not mean that she has completely controlled the family, and there are many people who secretly want to pull her down.

Mrs. Qing felt something was wrong and wanted to get away: "No need, Your Majesty has a heart, let's stop here for today, let me go back and think about it."

Ying Zheng lazily said: "No need, anyway, I have made an agreement with the Ba family."

Qing gritted his teeth and looked at Ying Zheng, when did it happen?Speaking of which, she was really addicted to refining medicine in recent days and neglected family affairs...

"What did the king say to them?"

"Mrs. Qing guards her family business hard, defends herself with wealth, and sees no infringement. The Ba family and the widow feel that the name of Mrs. Qing should be known to the world, and that she should be named a 'chaste woman'. It is estimated that many old friends of the Ba family have come to Xianyang. , Mrs. Qing will receive you well, and as for other miscellaneous matters, Mrs. Qing will not have to worry about it."

Other miscellaneous matters... In other words, she has become the signboard of the Ba family and Yingzheng, and the signboard must maintain a demeanor and not make alchemy under the eyes of everyone... Qing staggered, and she tried to stabilize her body: "The king is joking It's..."

"Widows never joke," Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows, "It is estimated that Badi has already started building the 'Nv Huai Qing Terrace'."

Qing was stunned, she stared blankly at Ying Zheng, her eyes were still dull, the belief that had been supporting her had completely collapsed.

Ying Zheng couldn't bear it, but his position was different. Qing's threat was too great, and the Ba family would be more at ease in handing over to those idiots... He beckoned expressionlessly to his attendants to help Qing down, but Qing waved him away.

"No, I can go by myself."

With her head held high, she walked away step by step, leaving behind a haughty figure.

……

Ying Zheng returned to the room where Mo Dou was with a lot of emotion, and seeing Mo Dou doing something with his eyes shining, the person he likes doing what he likes, even Ying Zheng couldn't help being happy.

He happily asked, "What is Dou doing?"

Mo Dou also happily replied: "I'm making a cane!"

Yingzheng's smile was cracked on his face, so the benefits of using Mo Dou as a crutch for his family are gone?He hasn't helped Mo Dou to the bathroom yet!

Ying Zheng looked at Mo Dou's joyful self-reliance, and struggled, "Does Mo Dou know that this crutch can only be used by the elderly?"

Since the Western Zhou Dynasty, the top of walking sticks (that is, crutches) has been mainly made into the shape of a dove bird's head, which is given to the 70-year-old to wish them a long life, so it is also called dove stick.

Logically speaking, Mo Dou is not useful at his age.

"Your Majesty, don't worry." Mo Dou finished the last step swiftly, put the crutch under his arm, and deftly walked around Ying Zheng, "Look, no one will talk about a crutch like this."

Ying Zheng nodded stiffly. A crutch like this is really not a dove stick...Even if someone raises an argument, he...will help Mo Dou to speak...

At this time, a servant came in from the door, and he whispered, "Your Majesty."

Ying Zheng followed Mo Dou with his eyes, and asked casually, "What's the matter?"

Seeing this, the attendant said directly, "Mrs. Qing is ill."

I fell ill as soon as I got back, the speed is really fast...

Ying Zheng is a bit tricky, and Qing's appearance is a bit broken: She is having a hard time, and Ying Zheng should not even try to use her to stabilize the local tycoons!

Seeing this, Mo Dou stopped walking in circles: "Would you like to let me try, Your Majesty?"

Ying Zheng calmed down, "Are you sure about fighting?"

Mo Dou shook his head and answered honestly: "No..."

That being the case, Ying Zheng didn't force it, he nodded: "Then try it, don't feel pressured."

Anyway, he has already taken enough advantage from Qing...