From a freeloader to a world leader

Yang Kewei was quite interested. She snatched the light yellow traffic vest from Jinju and took the red and green flag.

He followed the example of the pedestrians who had violated the rules earlier and started directing traffic together.

Jinju carried a long sword on her back and patrolled the streets with sharp eyes, fearing that someone would bump into the princess.

As soon as the two of them stood there, passers-by immediately turned their heads to look, especially Yang Kewei, who was wearing a veil and looked even more hazy and mysterious.

Yang Kewei, who is already fourteen years old, is not short, about 1 meters tall. She is still growing, and although she is not very curvy, she has everything a woman should have.

Although, for the sake of travel safety, I dressed simply.

That's just a bit simpler compared to her status as a princess.

Coupled with the precious royal aura that she unconsciously revealed, at this moment, the way she kept waving flags and shouting orders was particularly refreshing.

She was also very happy. She watched as her green flag was raised, pedestrians moved in groups like crucian carp. As the red flag was waved, the seemingly endless horse-drawn carriages and rickshaws suddenly stopped quietly.

She discovered something interesting: every cow and horse in this city had a bag on their buttocks.

When they are asked to stop and defecate, their owners will quickly put a bag over the buttocks of the cows or horses and try to put the feces pulled by the cows or horses into the bag.

At this time, men and women wearing Hengzhou sanitation uniforms can be seen everywhere on the streets, quickly taking brooms and dustpans to clean up the feces on the ground.

No wonder this city is so clean and there is no fishy smell like other cities.

"Chuckle, chuckle-----"

Yang Kewei covered her mouth and laughed. This was the fourth time this happened because she and Jin Ju were looking at each other and bumping into pedestrians.

"Miss, someone saw you bumping into each other again-----"

Jinju had been patrolling for a while and found that no one made any frivolous behavior except for herself and the princess, so she felt much more relieved.

He just stuck close to Yang Kewei and started chatting and laughing.

"It's you who are the ones who make you carry a long sword on your back every day, and still--" As she spoke, Yang Kewei glanced enviously at Jin Ju's chest and long legs, which were exceptionally tall and strong due to years of martial arts training.

Jinju is not short, nearly 1 meters tall, taller than the average man.

She is the female guard with the best martial arts and the most beautiful appearance in the palace, and her personality and age make Yang Kewei satisfied.

Therefore, Jin Ju served Yang Kewei personally along the way.

After spending more than ten days together on this journey, she discovered that the Ninth Princess of the Empire was a very virtuous and easy-going girl.

He would make some jokes from time to time to make her happy.

Sun Shan, Ding Zhilai and others rode in Hengzhou's unique rickshaws to come to the Red Building to attend the unveiling and ribbon-cutting ceremony.

Because there were so many people following him, Sun Shan arranged dozens of rickshaws.

Firstly, it allows these dignitaries who usually sit in carriages to personally experience and witness the overall prosperity of Hengzhou City.

Secondly, there are some things I want to talk to Ding Zhilai in close proximity when no one is around.

So, at this moment, Sun Shan and Ding Zhilai were riding in the same rickshaw.

Just now on the road, the two had reached a basic agreement on the matter of Datong Chamber of Commerce opening a red building in Chuzhou one year later.

The main thing is that they promised to give the Ding family 20% of the shares.

As for the entry of the real estate society, it will have to wait until the Red Mansion is successful, and then depend on the sales situation in Hengzhou.

Although the Ding family's shares also require real money investment, Ding Zhilai feels quite satisfied.

After all, in the entire Chuzhou, only he had obtained 20% of the shares in advance, and even the King of Chu, who was a prince, had not yet obtained it.

This time, it was Yue Fei who pulled the cart for Sun Shan and Ding Zhilai.

With his beast-like physique, he naturally walked at the front of the convoy.

While pulling the rickshaw diligently, he heard that Sun Shan and the prefect, who was the head of the state, reached an agreement while chatting and laughing.

He secretly sighed in his heart: This elder brother of mine is really amazing. He sits in a rickshaw with the prefect without any pressure and with good reason.

Just then, the convoy came to a crossroads.

I saw a young lady wearing a veil and a traffic uniform, waving a red flag in her hand and shouting: "Red flag, stop, green flag, go-----"

Yue Fei quickly stood up and steadily opened the two legs under the rickshaw's handle to make the rickshaw stop more steadily.

Sun Shan, who was chatting and laughing along the way, heard the sound and took a look.

I saw a pair of eyes so clear that they seemed to be able to see into my heart, looking at me.

This made Sun Shan's heart skip a beat. Although he didn't see the young lady's appearance when she was directing traffic after the violation, her eyes alone were charming enough.

As Sun Shan's time in this world increases, his observation skills become more profound.

He felt at first sight that this veiled young lady was extraordinary. It was not just because of the clothes she was wearing, nor was it just because of the beautiful woman standing close to her with a long sword on her back.

The main reason is that this young lady’s temperament is so outstanding.

There was a familiar smell, just like the rich aura that Ke Xin possessed.

Just when Sun Shan was feeling surprised, a terrible scream and the rumbling sound of horse hooves suddenly rang out.

Sun Shan turned his head and saw a tall red horse that seemed to be out of control and was rushing towards the intersection.

I rely on!

There was a car accident!

No, there was a horse disaster!

There was no time to think about it. With the speed and direction of the horse's collision, the young lady directing traffic at the intersection and the pedestrians would be smashed into pieces.

"Yue Fei, hold the horse-----"

Sun Shan let out a loud shout and leaped up from the stopped rickshaw like a flying swallow.

He stepped repeatedly in the air and rushed towards the pale-faced young lady.

Yang Kewei was stunned.

Unexpectedly, a big horse suddenly ran towards him.

Seeing it was about to hit him, he was so frightened that he trembled all over and couldn't move.

Then, it became dark above my head and a person rushed towards me.

Then, he was hugged by the person who jumped down and spun several times on the ground.

Only then did he open his eyes, and saw that the galloping horse was being held down by the strong man pulling the rickshaw at the intersection where he had just directed traffic.

There were bursts of teeth-grinding screams.

Moreover, several of his companions who were directing traffic at the intersection were unable to dodge and were knocked to the ground by the frightened horse.

There were terrible screams.

At this moment, Jin Ju reacted, drew her sword, and ran towards him: "Lecher, let go of my lady!"

At this moment, Yang Kewei realized that she was being held tightly in the arms of a man.

His chest was pressed tightly against the other's chest.

The key point is that this man's big hands were tightly squeezing her buttocks.

At this moment, he actually grabbed it hard.

Oh my God!

You must die!

Even though you saved my life!

Yang Kewei, who had never been close to any man before, endured the indescribable strange feeling in her heart and twisted her body hard, but she didn't expect.

This twist caused her already strong and soft breasts to be rubbed by the other's iron-hard chest, causing her heart to tremble.

In an instant, a strong electric current spread throughout the body from the two points of friction.