I was fucked by Zheng Ge as soon as I crossed over

"Huh...it's really cool."

The young man stuck his head out and leaned towards the ice basin, enjoying the coolness brought by the ice.

Opposite him stood two attendants, waving their fans constantly, blowing cool breeze towards the two of them.

"We all admire the Emperor. Look at this ice! It's even in such an ordinary official post station. If it weren't for the ice-making method bestowed by the Emperor, who knows how much suffering we would have endured along the way?"

Hearing him say this, Duke Zheng nodded, smiled and gently pressed his thigh.

"That's true. This time last year, ice was unavailable on the market, but now it's common."

The two chatted, picked up the fruit on the table, and ate while talking.

Cicadas chirped outside the window, and the room was no longer as hot as before because of the ice basin.

When the sun set, the two of them had dinner and gathered in the young master's room again to discuss matters.

However, what they didn’t know was that in the evening, two people, one thin and one strong, also moved into this official inn.

Duke Zheng and the other man sat by the window with a pot of tea, gazing at the bright moon in the sky and talking about the future.

"Sir, after this letter is delivered, let's stay here and not leave."

Duke Zheng lowered his head and took a sip of the tea in his hand, then continued, "We will return when His Majesty returns."

"Duke Zheng is absolutely right."

The young man in fancy clothes nodded, blew on the teacup in his hand, and sighed in agreement.

"The head of the family spent a lot of money to find out the route of His Majesty's tour this time. It just so happens that there is a position for our family to be employed. Naturally, we must make good use of it. It would be best if we could gain the favor of the Emperor. That way, our Zheng family will not have to worry about the future."

The aroma of tea wafts in the air, steam rises, and two people in a good mood enjoy the chirping of insects on a summer night.

"What a shame..." Duke Zheng sighed softly, "It's a pity that the magistrate of Yangwu County and my family are at odds. Otherwise, with the news that His Majesty will be passing through Bolingsha soon, how much benefit could we gain from this news?"

Hearing Duke Zheng's sigh, the young man narrowed his eyes and smiled wickedly, "It's better not to know. Who knows, that person might get into big trouble and lose his life because of this."

After saying that, the two of them smiled at each other, their ambitions revealed.

"Let's drink this one, hahaha."

"To tomorrow."

The moonlight was like water, the stars were twinkling, the croaking of frogs and the chirping of cicadas in the trees mixed together, drowning out the sound of the two people whispering.

Under their windowsill, Zhang Liang was held up by Gan Fu and lying on the outer wall, listening clearly to the conversation between the two.

"Yangwu County...Bolangsha..."

Zhang Liang repeated the place name over and over again in his mind.

Then he waved his hand towards the person below, signaling Ganfu to put him down.

Gan Fu received the signal and with a single effort, he carried Zhang Liang back into the room like a chicken.

"Sir, you are really smart. You chose a house right below them so we can hear everything they say."

Gan Fu smiled innocently and gave a thumbs up to Zhang Liang who had just stood up.

Zhang Liang frowned, moved his stiff limbs, and fell into deep thought. He did not respond to Gan Fu's praise.

The road in Bolangsha is full of undulating sand dunes, so the speed of the convoy will definitely decrease as it passes by.

Moreover, there are large rivers on the north and south sides of that place, and reeds grow along the rivers in summer, which is very convenient for them to escape after the assassination.

"Ganfu, let's go get the hammer tomorrow, and after that, we'll go to Yangwu County."

Gan Fu shrugged indifferently and replied honestly, "I'll listen to you, Master."

"Okay, we have to hurry and set up an ambush before the patrol arrives!"

Zhang Liang clenched his right hand, his eyes full of determination to win.

Unexpectedly, just a momentary act of anger allowed him to find out the route of the patrol team.

Is this God's will?

You must know that the young man had great ambitions and promised to be the best in the world.

The young man has unfulfilled ambitions and is determined to accomplish great things.

At the same time, in Wuyang County, Sanchuan Commandery, the county magistrate Jin Wentai was still staying up late to handle government affairs.

Last year, County Magistrate Li You was transferred to Minzhong County as Supervisory History, and the position of County Magistrate became vacant. The higher-ups intended to select a county magistrate from each county for promotion, and he also wanted to compete for this position.

The magistrate of Wen County had just arrived and had taken over Xu Wang's position not long ago, so he was not competitive.

Other county magistrates who have served for a long time have not achieved as high political achievements as him.

By the time of this year's autumn harvest, if Wuyang County's grain output is still the highest in the county, my promotion should be secure.

The night was deep and dark, and inside the county government office, candlelight flickered. Jin Wentai sat at his desk, counting the population and land in each village bit by bit.

The sound of the abacus never stopped, and it was especially noticeable in the silence of the night.

This was Su Jinyue's oral account of the abacus tool that became popular after Gongshu Yang modified the abacus board.

The small abacus, made of different materials, became popular among students all over the world as soon as it was released.

The abacus in Jin Wentai's hand is made entirely of mahogany, and the round beads are covered with a layer of warm patina, which shows that he often uses it.

Since it was invented, document counting has become much faster and more accurate.

His left hand was turning the pages of the book, while the fingers of his right hand were moving flexibly on the abacus, and the beads were moving rapidly on the scales, making a "crackling" sound.

Just as I was thinking about it, there was a gentle knock on the door.

"Come in." Jin Wentai said without raising his head.

The door opened and in came his confidant Ling Shi Shang.

"Sir, I have something to tell you, it concerns the county lieutenant..." Ling Shi Shang's tone was a little hesitant. He raised his head and looked at Jin Wentai carefully.

Jin Wentai put down the pen in his hand and rubbed his temples. "You can say it anyway."

Hearing this, Shi Shang pondered for a moment, turned around and closed the door, then walked back to Jin Wentai.

Seeing how cautious he was, Jin Wentai also restrained his expression and looked at him with caution.

What does the county lieutenant want to do?

Is it corruption and concealment?

Or colluding with rebels?

Ling Shishang looked at the distance between himself and Jin Wentai, thought for a moment, then took another step forward, leaned close to Jin Wentai's ear, and whispered.

"Sir, there have been some people coming in and out of the County Lieutenant's residence recently. Although they are dressed as laborers, I am a military officer and I can tell they are different at a glance."

Jin Wentai frowned slightly after hearing this. "Oh? Are they doing anything unusual?"

Ling Shi Shang shook his head and lowered his voice, "I have dealt with the Black Ice Platform before. Those people have the shadow of the Black Ice Platform on them."

"Really?" Jin Wentai stared at Ling Shishang in shock.

Heibingtai helped the Qin Dynasty conquer the six kingdoms and made great military achievements. He also went deep into the people to collect information about the world for Your Majesty.

Now that they have expanded into the Black Armor Guards, why have they appeared in his small Wuyang County?

Could it be a matter of private assessment and promotion?

No, no, no, if it's just for promotion, there's no need to use the Black Armor Guards.

Why?