Beads of sweat slid down his cheeks.

The coachman wiped the sweat from his head. He glanced at several high-ranking officials standing not far away, but suddenly shivered. A chill spread from his heart to his limbs and bones, and it became less hot.

Of course it’s psychological!

To a high official, a groom is as insignificant as dust!~

"Eunuch, when you return to the capital this time, you will definitely be rewarded by your majesty. I would like to congratulate you in advance!"

A middle-aged man wearing a blue official robe with a regimental collar looked at a white-faced, beardless man in a purple python robe standing at the border of Wei Hui Mansion with a smile on his face.

"Hehehe..." The man in the python robe was none other than Wang Hong. He smiled with the kind of sinister laughter unique to middle-ranking eunuchs.

Immediately he said: "How can we think about rewards? Our family only wants to do things for the emperor and we don't dare to mention rewards."

The middle-aged official was Magistrate Wei Hui. With a smile, he took out a stack of banknotes from his broad sleeves and handed them to Wang Hong:

"A little thought is not enough to show respect. I hope my father-in-law can speak kindly to Wei Hui Mansion in front of the Holy One!"

Wang Hong lowered his head and glanced at the stack of banknotes, and estimated the number in his mind.

"The Holy Lord is in power, and the world should be in a prosperous time. Naturally, our family will report truthfully!~"

"Recalling the days when prosperity was at its peak, the small town still had thousands of families.

The rice is dripping with fat and the corn is white. The public and private warehouses are both abundant.

There are no jackals or tigers on the roads of Kyushu. Traveling far is not a good thing. The sun rises.

Qi Wan and Lu Guan's carriages are running in droves!" Suddenly, near them, another purple-robed official recited a poem immediately after Wang Hong said those words.

After he chanted, he immediately handed over to Wang Hong and the prefect. He was the general magistrate of Wei Hui Mansion, one rank lower than the prefect. He had a bright smile on his face at this time:

"This is a poem written by poets from previous dynasties to praise the prosperous times, but in the eyes of the lower officials, it is especially true for our dynasty!"

The eunuch Wang Hong, the superintendent of rituals, smiled and looked toward the northern capital with a feasting smile. He cupped his hands and said loudly: "Well said, congratulations to the Holy One! Congratulations to the prosperous age!"

The magistrate and magistrate also immediately raised their hands towards the capital and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the Holy One! Congratulations to the prosperous age!"

"Okay, you two don't have to send me off. It's so hot. It's better to get back in the car. There's ice in the car. Let's go to the carriage to cool down!" said the prince.

…

"Bah, dog officer!" In the carriage, Liang Pingjun told Liang Ping'an what he saw outside the carriage. After saying this, he cursed angrily.

"Shh~!" Liang Ping'an put his index finger to his lips and made a shushing gesture.

Xuan Er whispered: "Keep your voice down, there are their people outside, so you won't be heard."

Four days after Liang Ping'an recovered from his injuries, he set off early in the morning today and left Weihui Mansion at almost noon.

At this time, the carriages and horses stopped. Wang Hong and the officials of Wei Hui Mansion saw each other for the last time and then said goodbye.

Liang Ping'an then asked Liang Pingjun to get out of the car to see what they were saying.

Then when Liang Pingjun came back, he told how Magistrate Wei Hui paid bribes, and after saying that, he cursed a few times.

As soon as Liang Ping'an and Liang Pingjun finished speaking, the motorcade started again under Wang Hong's order.

The convoy drove another distance and almost reached Tangyin County, Zhangde Prefecture.

"Plop~"

"Plop~"

"Plop~"......

A popping sound sounded outside the car.

Liang Pingjun couldn't help but let out a sigh and said, "What is this sound?"

So I opened the car window a small crack, and through the crack I saw locusts all over the sky.

He immediately closed the window tightly again, and then said to Liang Ping'an, who was sitting in the carriage: "My dear, the sky is full of locusts!"

Liang Ping'an listened to Liang Pingjun's words, but remained silent for a long time, then sighed heavily and said:

"This is the prosperous age? Haha, the prosperous age!"

"What's going on outside?" Wang Hong, who was sitting in the carriage, raised his voice and asked the carriage driver in front.

The groom shouted outside: "Dear father-in-law, there are locusts outside, so many locusts!"

Wang Hong yawned in the carriage and immediately said: "Ha~, what a bad luck!

Looks like we’ll have to take care of lunch in the car.”

The carriage was driving by, and the people in the carriage were eating dry food. After all, the sky was full of locusts, and the carriage couldn't move fast, and there was no sharp place.

Plop la la~~~

On the other hand, the coachmen outside were driving the carriage and eating the steamed cakes they brought with them, but they were still cautious. After all, there were too many locusts, and they were afraid that their steamed cakes would be eaten by the locusts.

The convoy kept going like this for another seven days. This was mainly because the convoy always walked a certain distance to reach a peak, which delayed it for some time, but it finally arrived at the capital, Yanjing.

Wang Hong settled Liang Pingan in the post house in the capital city, and then Wang Hong hurried to the palace to deliver the order.

Liang Ping'an rested in the post house and waited for more than two hours, but he did not see the prince or send anyone back.

At this time, Liang Ping'an's injuries were almost healed.

Liang Ping'an still wanted to visit the capital city, a large ancient city, to see what the ancient capital city was like.

Especially places such as Dashilan Street and Overpass Performing Arts in the ancient capital.

But Liang Ping'an still held it back.

After all, the emperor may have to summon him at any time.

But nothing happened, so Liang Ping'an immediately spread out the manuscript and started writing "A Mortal's Cultivation of Immortality" again.

This "Mortal Cultivation of Immortality" is now not only widely spread among the common people, but to what extent now? - It has even attracted the current emperor "Guangtai Emperor" (the emperor's reign title)!

What does this mean? It means that "A Mortal's Cultivation of Immortality" was indeed very popular in this ancient Zhou Dynasty!

Very marketable!

Liang Ping'an just started writing, and it could be said that he started writing like a spirit. Just like that, he wrote the update manuscript for another hour. Liang Ping'an straightened up, rubbed his hands, and then asked Liang Pingjun on the side how long it had been.

Liang Pingjun replied: "Another hour has passed."

Liang Ping'an only has Liang Pingjun left by his side. As for Liu Yong, Liang Ping'an's factory in Xiashui Village needs Liu Yong to be the backbone.

So although Liu Yong also wants to be by Liang Ping'an's side and be available to serve him at any time, their great cause needs someone to watch over them.

And Liu Yong has been in charge of the stall in Xiashui Village!

Liang Ping'an stood up and stretched, walked a few more steps in the room, and did some chest expansion exercises.

Just then there was a noise from downstairs (Liang Pingan was placed on the second floor of the post house).

At this time, a rough roaring voice said: "I want to find Liang Ziheng! Don't get in the way!"

Liang Ping'an and Liang Pingjun looked at each other and felt the surprise in each other's eyes. This was because Liang Ping'an didn't know anyone in the capital at all. Liang Pingjun naturally knew this too!
Chapter completed!