The first county magistrate in history

Qin Zheng didn't even hesitate: "No need for trial, inform Zhang Mingli, in the future, no matter who is involved in such matters, no need to ask for permission, kill!"

"Yes!" Wu Xiaoyou was about to turn around and leave.

Qin Zheng said: "Xiaoyou, I'm going to the academy today, you don't have to follow me."

"Sir, how can this be possible?" Wu Xiaoyou was stunned.

Qin Zheng said: "I'll go find Xia Jinzhong and go together. It's very safe!"

"Ah? Sir, he is the most dangerous person!" Wu Xiaoyou was shocked.

It was the adults who told her about Xia Jinzhong's identity.

Qin Zheng would not hide many things from Wu Xiaoyou because he wanted to train Wu Xiaoyou to be an all-round player who could stand on his own.

Qin Zheng said, "Don't worry, there are special forces secretly protecting me. Everyone knows that you are my personal bodyguard. If you are not by my side, those who want to attack will dare to do so. If you don't fight them, you will be in trouble in the future. Besides, you have a new mission!"

Wu Xiaoyou straightened his waist: "What mission?"

Qin Zheng said: "You will be personally responsible for investigating the Fuzhen Sect's den!"

Wu Xiaoyou tilted his head, wondering what the adults meant.

Qin Zheng laughed and said, "The Fu Zhen Sect is Xia Bitu's trump card. If we all have the same card, this trump card will be useless!"

After saying that, he strolled away.

It took Wu Xiaoyou a long time to react, and he praised: "Your Excellency is really amazing. If the Fu Zhen Sect is no longer useful to anyone, then it can only wait for its demise!"

Prime Minister's Mansion!

Xia Jinzhong was having breakfast with Xia Bitu.

A guard ran to the door and reported: "Your Excellency the Prime Minister and the Minister, Vice President Qin invites the Minister to attend school together!"

blah blah blah!

Xia Jinzhong's chopsticks fell on the table.

Even the chopsticks that Xia Bitu used to pick up food stopped in mid-air.

"Please ask him to wait a moment, I'll be there right away!" said Xia Jinzhong.

The guards turned and left.

Xia Jinzhong picked up his chopsticks awkwardly: "Godfather, what does he mean?"

After suffering a crushing defeat yesterday, Xia Jinzhong now wants to hear his adoptive father's opinion on everything.

Although the relationship between him and Xia Bitu was very subtle and special, it didn't affect anything because they had already truly fulfilled the role of foster father and foster son, everything that should be expected of them.

Xia Bitu was also stunned just now. Qin Zheng's actions were beyond his expectations.

But in a moment, he figured it out.

At this moment, he said with a smile: "A monkey cub is a monkey cub!"

He glanced at Xia Jinzhong and asked, "You are with him, will you let your people attack him?"

Xia Jinzhong said without hesitation, "Others certainly won't do that, but I will! I will even personally deliver the fatal blow to him at the right time!"

Xia Bitu nodded: "So, you are worthy of the status of the former dynasty's prince, so cruel!"

Xia Jinzhong looked at his adoptive father in confusion, but his adoptive father did not give him an answer!

Xia Bitu suddenly put down his chopsticks and sighed, "You can't beat him, so why not just be my adopted son? I've gotten used to having you by my side over the years!"

After saying that, he got up and left.

Walking to the door, he continued, "You can ask him any questions you have, and he will tell you honestly. He will even help you implement and perfect your assassination plan. After all, cats never regard mice as their opponents!"

Shabitu left.

This last sentence is so cruel!

Xia Jinzhong's face turned pale.

A sense of shame arose.

The greatest shame in life is that your enemy not only does not take you seriously, but also helps you deal with him!

Cat playing with mouse!

Outside the mansion, Xia Jinzhong was stunned. Qin Zheng didn't even take a carriage. "Brother Zheng, did you walk here?"

Qin Zheng laughed and said, "The Shaoshi Mansion is out of money. We can't even afford fodder. How can a horse run on the road without fodder?"

"..." Xia Jinzhong was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "What a coincidence! My driver is sick and I don't know how to drive."

Qin Zheng was speechless. You were driving the carriage for the prime minister yesterday. Besides, is there only one coachman in your family?

Just look at Xia Jinzhong's expression and you will guess it.

Without exposing it, he smiled and said, "I can drive the car!"

Xia Jinzhong: “…”

I originally wanted to trick Qin Zheng, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this.

Putting aside the question of who has a higher rank between the two, Vice President Qin Zheng's status is equivalent to that of his teacher.

Because he is an auditor!

If students are riding in a bus and teachers are asked to drive, they will definitely get stabbed in the back!

Xia Jinzhong didn't expect that he would be buried alive in the pit he dug.

I grit my teeth and refuse to believe that you will abandon your dignity and drive the car for me.

He ordered the guards at the door: "Prepare the car!"

The palace soldiers hurried to prepare the car.

Xia Jinzhong smiled and asked, "I suddenly feel that calling you brother Zheng is inappropriate. After all, you are my teacher. From now on, I will call you teacher!"

He did it on purpose, deliberately reminding Qin Zheng that you are my teacher and it is not appropriate for you to be a coachman.

However, Qin Zheng seemed not to understand and said indifferently: "It's just a name, please feel free to do as you please!"

“…” Xia Jinzhong didn’t know what to say.

Soon, the carriage arrived.

Qin Zheng skillfully put down the horse stool, lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, smiled and made a gesture of invitation, saying, "Please come in, my dear Minister!"

Xia Jinzhong was the Minister of Rites. At home, he was called "Mr. Minister", and his official title was "Mr. Minister".

There were two Vice Ministers of the Ministry of Rites, one on the left and one on the right. They were responsible for revising and improving the etiquette of state ceremonies, ancestral temple sacrifices, receptions of foreign envoys, and court offerings.

He was the Right Vice Minister. His power was quite limited and his purview was narrow.

But the grade is not low, it is the third grade.

Just like Qin Zheng's second rank, it's just a decoration.

There were many such idle positions in the Daqian Dynasty, all of which were passed down from generation to generation.

Xia Jinzhong's idle position was even worse than Qin Zheng's, and he really had nothing to do.

If it weren't for Xia Bitu's efforts, how could he have become the Minister of Rites at his age?

At this moment, Qin Zheng's attitude made Xia Jinzhong feel hot on his face.

Only at this moment did he realize that he had lost two things: composure and breadth of mind!

"I was just joking, how can this be allowed?" He hurried forward, grabbed the whip, and lifted the curtain of the sedan chair: "I am ashamed, teacher, please!"

Qin Zheng chuckled and got into the car without saying anything.

Xia Jinzhong drove away.

As the carriage left, Xia Bitu walked out of the gate, watched the carriage go away, and sighed: "Why bother? It's humiliating!"

He shook his head again: "I didn't even know I was being used!"