Your Majesty, it's done!

The person who accompanied this text message was a handsome young man.

Coincidentally, Ying Zheng also knew him.

It's hard not to know each other.

When the handsome young man entered the Honmaru, when he saw Ying Zheng in the middle, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he saw something of interest.

But he seemed to have remembered something, and his face turned bitter.

With a serious expression, he bowed to Ying Zheng, the leader above him: "My lord, Hua Guo."

Then he raised his head.

His expression was full of flattery, and he raised his foot as if he was coming over to do something.

Hasebe, who was pressing and cutting, directly took out his sword and placed it in front of him to block his approach.

Frowning and looking at him: "Stop."

The handsome young man saw this somewhat high-ranked Hasebe, and then took another look at the bloody long knife in his hand. He swallowed, and obediently stayed where he was.

Did not dare to move forward.

Looking up at Ying Zheng above, he said, "My lord, I have no malicious intentions, really!"

"..."

Yingzheng glanced at him, and found that he was indeed as innocent as he said, raised his hand, and said, "Chang Gubu, come back."

"Yes." Cutting Hasebe obediently put away the long knife.

As a natural master knife, Hasebe has a weird persistence in some places, but is still very reliable in other places.

For example, he obeyed his lord very much.

Seeing that the long knife in front of him retreated, the handsome young man couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief. Although he knew that the other party would not kill him, the feeling of being threatened was not pleasant.

Looking up, he just met Ying Zheng's eyes.

Ying Zheng said calmly, "Why did Wang Yue ask you to come here?"

All the four-dimensional images of Honmaru appeared in his mind, and there were many staff waiting outside, holding a lot of tools in their hands, apparently about to do something.

Seeing the handsome young man like this, nine out of ten he has forgotten these people.

"Ah!!" The handsome young man was taken aback for a moment, and then he came to his senses and made a depressed voice. He remembered, and he always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something.

Who knew that when he saw the boss he admired, he would forget his companions when he got excited.

Thinking of the terracotta warriors and horses he saw in the mausoleum, the handsome young man couldn't help swallowing, thinking that he was also a knowledgeable otaku.

Rich and skilled.

The handicrafts at home are also calculated according to the house, and everything is the best.

But none of them can compare to the large-scale figure that I once stunned, and that figure is definitely a master-level work.

Thinking of this, a pained look appeared on his face. Before he came, the boss had already issued a notice. If he dared to cheat by relying on the opponent's failure to understand the rules of the space-time government, he would be burned at the stake when he came back, and he would never leave it until tomorrow.

"Let's forget it." In the end, the majesty of the boss made him choose to back down. The handsome young man looked at Ying Zheng with a calm face not far away, couldn't help sighing, and then looked at the sword next to him with vigilant eyes. There is a look of hopelessness.

He explained weakly: "Because you are in this pill, the space-time government is worried about your safety, and everything has now been carried out one after another."

"The selection of the healer is still in progress."

"I came here to build a passage that can connect the Honmaru to the mausoleum."

In order to prevent the people above from thinking about it with Honmaru Daojian, the handsome young man honestly explained the purpose of coming.

When he said this, everyone in this pill understood.

Indeed, at the last meeting, the God Inspector said that staff from the Space-Time Government would come to build it.

The smile on Sanri Yuezong's face deepened: "Then you are?"

He has never met this person before, but seeing that the other party mentioned the space-time government is well-informed, his status should not be low.

Habitually, he asked a question.

The handsome young man said dejectedly, "He's just a technician."

After finishing speaking, he murmured: "It's something that can be done by sending a few staff members here, but if I have to make a special trip here, it's fine, and I'm not allowed to see the Terracotta Warriors and Horses."

"Boss is too much."

"Is that group of people outside too?" Mikazuki Zongjin was now on the steps, so he could naturally see the staff outside Honmaru.

There are many familiar faces among them.

The handsome young man seemed to think of something, and suddenly realized, he scratched his head: "Ah, thank you for reminding me, otherwise I would have forgotten it."

Turning his head, he opened his mouth and yelled outside Honmaru.

"You can come in now."

Someone outside the pill responded.

Then came a series of footsteps gradually.

After the handsome young man finished speaking, he turned his head and explained to the crowd: "They also came here to build the tunnel, and a few others came to test safety issues."

"Don't panic, none of us mean any harm."

This Honmaru was originally a matter of Dark Falling Honmaru, and news had been passed to him before he came.

This is also to express your own safety in advance.

I have to say that this approach made Honmaru's Touken feel a lot more comfortable.

Although I understand in my heart that this group of people came to help, but it is one thing to understand, and another to feel it. The possessiveness of the territory will never fade away with reason.

As I said in advance, I have to say that the swordsmen have a much better impression of this handsome young man.

'Click. '

The sound of the door being pushed open.

The uniformed staff entered the Honmaru with tools in their hands, and the leader even took this strange looking machine. Seeing the handsome young man in the Honmaru who was confronting the swordsmen, his face suddenly became bitter.

He took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped the sweat from his brow.

"Minister, the BOSS has already issued an order, so don't make any more fouls, or we will all be in bad luck when we go back."

The handsome young man: "I see." Stretching out his hand to push away the approaching face, he turned his head and bowed to Ying Zheng: "My lord, do you think it's okay?"

Hearing these words, the swordsmen glanced at each other, and at the same time, they all looked at the interrogator in the middle.

The man stood in the middle of the corridor in a black robe, his eyes drooped, and the shadows made it difficult for them to see what the other was thinking.

After a while, he finally opened his mouth and said, "In this case, it's better to set up the passage next to the finance department."

Speech is unhurried.

As the Minister of Finance, Zong San Zuowenwen frowned.

Instead of getting angry at the judge, he squinted his eyes and looked at the handsome young man not far away.

After a while, he said, "Okay."

This is agreed.

Ying Zheng looked away.

"Hisakiri."

Came out from behind and shook the knife, he held the knife in both hands, his face was full of coldness.However, when facing Ying Zheng, his attitude was also very respectful: "Master Zheng."

"You lead them in."

Only the internal personnel of the finance department can enter the affairs of the finance department.

Mustache replied: "Yes."

Turning around, he nodded to the staff behind him.

The staff were a little dazed, as if they didn't understand why the Zongsanzuo script of this honmaru was so different.

The handsome young man turned his head and said, "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and follow!"

"Ah, yes, yes."

"Hurry up and follow."

Hearing this sentence, everyone just woke up like a dream, and hurriedly took out their tools and followed.

The handsome boy stayed where he was.

Sanri Yuezong next to him beat the folding fan lightly in his hand, covering his face, and asked, "Aren't you going to take a look?"

"It's okay, they are already skilled workers. If I go to see them, they will be nervous." The handsome young man waved his hand. As the head of the technical department, those subordinates are doing things under his nose, and the mistakes are even more serious. many.

Better to just stay here.

Sanri Yuezong narrowed his eyes and said, "Then what are you worrying about?"

They have already heard countless sighs just here.

"I can't forget the figurine made by the adults." The handsome young man said obediently, "When I go back, I won't be able to pinch that look."

"I hope to be granted the image rights. I will also give the copyright fee to Huaguo. My nationality is in current affairs. In addition, I guarantee that everything conforms to official procedures!"

"Figure?" Sanri Yuezong blinked his eyes.

It seems that this should be Mr. Zheng's personal belongings. Judging from the meaning of the other party's words, it seems that it is because this kind of thing is so exquisite that he can't forget it.

He can't make decisions about such things.

Sanri Yuezong nearly backed away,

Sure enough.

Ying Zheng thought with some headaches, glanced at the handsome young man below, and said in a deep voice, "Do you really like it?"

The terracotta warriors and horses are large figurines that he personally made. Different from the real terracotta warriors and horses, there are many innovative ideas of his.

"real!"

"Otherwise I won't be caught by the boss, boss, that one is absolutely awesome!"

"If your idea is just to look at it, it's okay, that's not considered a cultural relic." It was something he was playing with when he woke up halfway.

"Actually, I want to cooperate more." The handsome young man said hesitantly.

"Cooperation?"

"Cooperate to develop peripherals."

"The terracotta warriors and horses have such a big ip in front of you, you would be a fool not to be jealous." The handsome young man nodded.

I like it because I really like it, but if I like it purely, I won't let him do this. What's more important is that he sees clearly the business opportunities contained in this matter.

When the handsome young man was speaking, his eyes were shining brightly, and there was a hint of eagerness in his eyes.

It seems that he is very confident in his own ideas.

Of course Ying Zheng knew what the handsome young man was thinking, and he also understood, anyway, he was playing tricks.

The author has something to say: The following is a friend's article, which is not bad. You can click on Kangkang.

"Actor's Self-Help Strategy [Clear Wear]"

Author: Mi Zangjun

In a word: the cannon fodder actor can save himself, thanks to his acting skills 666

Copywriting: After waking up, the film emperor Wang Jingzhi found that he had time-traveled and become a famous cannon fodder, and at the same time was bound to a #acting bad film punishment system#

Ding, successfully crossed over to #太子被购买的夜处#

Actor Xiansen: This is the worst script I have ever received...

System Jun: Don’t want to be cannon fodder?Please start your show!

There is only one person at the beginning, and the rest is all up to you.

The following scripts are:

#四古和他叫妖妹兄弟#

#Ba Yegang was imprisoned in the clan mansion#

#Thirteen Master Beekeeping Daily#

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