Crossing town house man and wife

The group of people brought out by Yan Heng had all had contact with the Shang ghost and knew his identity. Although they were shocked by the disappearance of the Shang ghost and the other two Taoist priests at the moment, they were still able to control them.

"Old Gui is the one who divination for natural disasters." Yan Heng explained simply.

There was a burst of whispering all around, but there were also many people who showed such expressions.

Yan Heng didn't say any more, he jumped on the horse with Wu Ming in his arms, and led the people back to the Sheriff's Mansion.

But the conversation between the Shang ghost and the two Taoist priests has been heard by everyone, especially the sentence "Whether the strict county guard has the order of the emperor" is even more imaginative.

It's just that no one will ask questions without knowing the interest, and each of them just hides this matter in the bottom of their hearts, and will worry about it when the time is right.

That night, Wu Ming finally returned to his tent, and Yan Heng also consciously followed.

Nowadays, no one in the Sheriff's Mansion cares about the matter of filial piety, and Yan Heng himself no longer hides anything, and spends the night by Wu Ming's side openly and aboveboard every night.

However, affected by the earthquake, Yan Heng has been busy with post-disaster resettlement for the past few days, and he often cannot rest until after the second watch.After finally the situation stabilized, the merchant ghost came again.Wu Ming knew that Shang Gui had a bad habit of listening to corners, so he refused to entertain him with a live erotic palace. Yan Heng wanted it, but Wu Ming didn't cooperate.

As soon as the merchant ghost left today, both of them became concerned.

After washing up, the two rolled directly onto the bed and had a hearty fight.

"It's so cool..."

At the moment when the blood rushed to the top, Wu Ming couldn't help hugging Yan Heng tightly, and he couldn't escape the echo of the aftertaste for a long time.

This feeling is completely different from the pleasure produced by masturbation. The latter is more like falling from a high altitude, falling back to the mortal world in an instant, while the former is like a stormy wave hitting the shore, one wave after another, and each wave is higher than one. wave.

Wu Ming was already full, but Yan Heng was still hungry and thirsty. He fought steadily for a long time, and then there was a sudden burst of bombardment, which brought an end to this alleyway battle.

"do not move."

After the incident, Yan Heng habitually wanted to get up, but was unexpectedly detained by Wu Ming.

Yan Heng fell down on Wu Ming's body, kissed his sweaty temples, and asked softly, "Do you still want it?"

"No." Wu Ming shook his head, "I want this feeling."

"How does it feel?" Yan Heng asked jokingly.

"I can't tell." Wu Ming closed his eyes, "Hold me tight."

With a promise, Yan Heng lifted Wu Ming's body upwards so that his arms could be inserted between his back and the bed, and hugged him tightly.

After the two hugged each other inseparably for a while, Yan Heng raised the battle flag again.

"Ma'am..." Yan Heng whispered softly in Wu Ming's ear, but his body had unconsciously started a new round of siege.

"Shut up..." Wu Ming only hummed twice before letting Yan Heng toss about.

After two rounds of fighting, Yan Heng finally got up and called for hot water, and cleaned up Wu Ming and himself.

The night in April was still a bit chilly, as soon as Yan Heng returned to the bed, Wu Ming habitually slipped back into his arms.

Yan Heng put his left arm under Wu Ming's neck, put his arms around his back, rubbed it twice, and said softly: "You said today that the edict from Xianyang will be delivered in five days?"

"Well, that's what Shang Gui said." Wu Ming responded.

"The edict will be sent by a monk like you who knows magic?" Yan Heng continued to ask.

"Well, it may not be very powerful, but it will definitely shrink to an inch and travel thousands of miles a day, so that the letter can be delivered in time."

"In that case, will they just take me to Xianyang alone?"

"No way." Wu Ming then raised his head and glanced at Yan Heng, "Are you worried about this?"

"I'm really worried." Yan Heng admitted.

"Probably not." Wu Ming thought for a while, "If these monks are allowed to take people there directly, what is the difference from kidnapping? Who would be willing to be a prince like you, an overlord of a place? Shouldn't we rebel together?"

"It stands to reason that it shouldn't be." Yan Heng said, "But don't be afraid of [-], just in case."

"If this is the case, it means that Xianyang has already divided the cake completely. If you go, you will die. It is better not to go." Wu Ming said.

Yan Heng frowned, "What do you mean by dividing the cake?"

"Uh, cake is a kind of food, similar to fat cakes and big cakes. Sharing cakes means sharing spoils, profit distribution, and fighting for power... Anyway, it means sharing benefits." Wu Ming pouted, "I said, did your focus go astray? gone?"

"Can you say a few words that I can understand?" Yan Heng looked helpless.

"Forget it." Wu Ming asked Cang Tian speechlessly, and simply curled his lips and said, "Whether you go to Xianyang or not, I will definitely go."

"Why?" Yan Heng was taken aback.

"I don't think it is necessary to cast a Kyushu tripod to avoid disasters and take refuge." Wu Ming replied while playing with Yan Heng's chest muscles, "I want to find another way."

Yan Heng grabbed Wu Ming's mischievous hand and asked, "Do you think this method is in Xianyang?"

"As you have heard, this is actually a small world, located in the mausoleum of the first emperor, which is essentially a large magic circle." Wu Ming explained, "Any magic circle has eyes, as far as I guess , the formation here is either in the Xianyang Palace or in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor..."

"There is no Mausoleum of the First Emperor." Yan Heng interjected, "The construction of the Emperor's Mausoleum was stopped after the first emperor died, and all the civilian workers who repaired the Mausoleum were dismissed. I once heard... I heard from that person that the coffin of the First Emperor There was no body in the coffin, and judging from the man's memory, he didn't seem to know where the first emperor was finally buried."

"Ah?" Wu Ming's eyes widened, "Could this be the truth of the collapse of the world?"

"What?" Yan Heng looked at Wu Ming in confusion.

"It's the cause of the natural disaster." Wu Ming frowned, "No, it doesn't make sense... Forget it, let's go to Xianyang first."

Yan Heng really wanted to say that you should leave it alone and leave it to the merchant ghosts to deal with, but he swallowed the words in the end.

Although they have only been together for a few months, Yan Heng can also see that Wu Ming is not someone who can change his mind after a few words of persuasion. If you want him to follow you, you have to follow him first, otherwise, Stubborn temper came up, and the proper relatives refused to recognize him, turned his face and ruthless.

In the next few days, Yan Heng was busy arranging manpower and assigning work, so as not to affect the disaster relief and spring plowing in Liaodong and Liaoxi due to his sudden departure.

After the natural disaster this time, at least half of the counties and counties in the entire Great Qin Dynasty were affected by the disaster, and relief was needed everywhere, and there was no way to leave people alone.That is to say, the bitter cold in Liao is so famous that the people would not think of going north when fleeing famine. Otherwise, Liaodong and Liaoxi would have flooded into a large number of victims and caused more incidents.

Xianyang issued an edict at this time to call the county guards from all over the country and the heads of the aristocratic families to discuss the matter together. The timing was terrible. If they did not use thunderous means, none of these people would be present.

And this is probably the reason why those monks had to appear on the stage in person.

But Yan Heng didn't wait for the emissary who delivered the edict. On the afternoon of the fourth day after Shang Gui left, U Dong flew back and brought back the edict that Shang Gui had mentioned.

The content of the imperial edict is very simple. It is nothing more than a natural disaster. The emperor invites important people from all over the country to discuss a response plan. All those who receive the edict must arrive in Xianyang before the end of April.

The travel time given in the imperial edict is very ample, and there is no punishment for failing to write it down, but Yan Heng guessed that this part of the content should be conveyed by the monk who sent the edict himself, but it was Udon who sent the letter to them , so they don't appear.

"Why is it Udon who delivered the letter?" Yan Heng was a little puzzled.

"It should be written by a merchant ghost. Anyway, you know what this edict is about, so there is no need to specially assign a narrator to explain it again. What's more, if the person who sent the edict behaved improperly and annoyed me, that would be a shame. There will be life, and life will return." Wu Ming held up the imperial edict, admiring the seal on it, "Is this seal real?"

"At least I don't see any fakes."

"Did Qin Sishi build it himself?" Wu Ming guessed with great interest.

"It's hard to say." Yan Heng didn't know much about Xianyang's current situation.He was only a teenager when he left Xianyang, and there were not many people available around him, and he had not yet been reborn at that time, so the layout he could think of was limited.Now the eyes and ears staying in Xianyang are sent by him after his rebirth, they can only move around in Xianyang City, they can’t get close to the center of power, I only heard that Ying Han made a big move around the New Year, but not long after. It fell silent.

Yan Heng is not optimistic about Ying Han's ability at all, even if he is reborn, it may not be able to change much.But for ordinary officials and princes, such an emperor is the best, with limited abilities, but his character can be regarded as a gentleman, although he has a little temper but no bad habits, it is easy to coax and deceive.

What's more, there are not many males left in the Ying family. Prince Xuan and his eldest son, who are closest to the first emperor's blood, are both lustful and lustful. It has to be repeated.

Yan Heng thought about it in his heart, but he still couldn't make up his mind, so he had to call his cronies to announce the edict first.

After arranging the affairs of Liaodong and Liaoxi, Yan Heng learned that Wu Ming did not plan to go to Xianyang with him on the night when he decided on the list of entourage.

Yan Heng became anxious immediately, and grabbed Wu Ming, "We are all going to Xianyang, is it necessary to separate?"

"Your way of walking is too slow, it's a waste of time." Wu Ming explained, "And if I go with you, if I see those royal relatives and relatives, do you want me to salute them, or give them a bow? They kneel?"

"It's enough to avoid it for a while." Yan Heng said.

"It's boring." Wu Ming shook his head, "To put it bluntly, I've already wasted too much time by your side..."

"Ma'am!" Yan Heng's face changed, "You actually think so?"

"Let me finish my sentence!" Wu Ming rolled his eyes back, "There are some things I should have faced long ago, such as arresting the Taoist priest who changed bodies for me and Ruan Cheng, and finding a way to get out of here, but I didn't go to any of them. Do it. At first, I couldn’t do it because my cultivation had not recovered, but later I was able to do it, but... intentionally or unintentionally, I started to procrastinate.”

Wu Ming spoke vaguely, but Yan Heng understood what he meant, and couldn't help but fell silent. He grabbed Wu Ming's hands and held them tightly, not wanting to let go.

"But I don't want to procrastinate any longer, and I don't want to rely on merchant ghosts anymore." Wu Ming took a deep breath and continued, "Others are unreliable, and I can't leave my destiny, yours and mine's destiny to others to control. I don't want to leave The road drawn by Shang Gui, I have to find a road by myself, so that you and the people you and I care about can live according to your own wishes."

Yan Heng stared at Wu Ming intently, opened his mouth, and finally managed to utter a word, "Okay."