Chapter 41 The Glorious Boy Chicken

"Dede!" Flashes of hooves sounded, and five divine horses headed east towards Handan City without any speed.

"What a majestic horse!" Zhao Ren was very impressed in his eyes.

These five horses are extraordinary and extraordinary. You can tell at a glance that they are top-notch horses. Especially the white horse in the middle, all of them are white, like winter snow, without any slight variegation.

At that time, there was only one place for this kind of white horse, which was Yinshan controlled by the Huns, called "Yinshan Snow".

These five people are Qin Yiren, and Qin Yiren is riding on the snow of Yinshan Mountain.

Today is the day when Qin Yiren and his team officially left the courtyard and went to the new house. They were all wearing new clothes, gold and silver, and riding tall horses, which were extremely sexy.

The most slutty person is Qin Yiren. He wore a brand new jade crown on his head, a brand new gold-inlaid brocade robe, soft-bottom brocade boots on his feet, and a jade ornament with gold-inlaid jade on his waist. If he weren't too thin, he would definitely be able to afford the praise of "Yu Shu in the Wind".

Nowadays, Qin Yiren has no worries about food and clothing. He eats full and wears warmly. His face is getting better and better, and he is becoming more and more princely.

Behind them were the eldest group of servants carrying boxes, which were servants invited by Qin Yiren for their help.

"This is the style of the princess!" Qin Yiren hugged and sighed, and finally enjoyed the treatment of the princess.

Since being under house arrest three years ago, Qin Yiren has never felt the feeling of a prince's grandson. Although the current heavy product is no longer the same prince's grandson as before, it also makes him feel very moved.

"Woooo!" Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, Fan Tong, Hei Bo and Moer were laughing on their faces and crying in their hearts.

After three years of separation from the prince and grandson style, he has been living a life of death. Now, who can not feel a lot of emotion when he tastes this taste? Meng Zhao and the others seem to be dreaming.

Handan has a layout of "North King City, South Industry and Commerce, East Officials and Scholars, West Agriculture and Animal Husbandry". Qin Yiren has now made a big comeback and naturally has to live in the east of the city.

The house he bought was a house with dozens of houses, but the price was not expensive. Nowadays, Handan has become a fugitive, and nine out of ten bedrooms are empty, and the house price has been greatly reduced. The old owner of this house was eager to get rid of it immediately, so Qin Yiren bought it for only thirty gold.

If it were ordinary days, the house would be worth three or two hundred gold. However, the old master thanked him very much and praised the fair price given by Qin Yiren.

After Qin Yiren bought it, he rearranged it and looked brand new.

"Bang bang bang!" When Qin Yiren arrived, the servants hurriedly lit firecrackers (made of bamboo joints, not firecrackers from later generations), adding a little lively atmosphere.

Qin Yiren turned over and dismounted, handed the reins to the servant, looked at the new house, and said with emotion: "I finally have a home!"

"We have a home!" Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, Fan Tong, Hei Bo and Moer shed tears, choked and couldn't speak, and their bodies were trembling with excitement.

Home, such a warm word, is the sacred place bound by the soul of the Chinese nation.

After three years of house arrest, they were confined to that dirty and smelly courtyard. Who could imagine that they could have a large mansion? At first glance, they felt like they had knocked over a bottle of five flavors. All kinds of flavors came to their hearts, and tears of joy were shedding with excitement.

"Today is the joyful day of our housewarming, don't be sad." Qin Yiren's nose was sore. He knew very well how much suffering Meng Zhao and the others suffered, how many difficulties, how many grievances they felt. Who can not be excited when they had a happy event?

"We are not sad, we are joy, we are joy!" Hei Bo's gray head swayed straight, like a chicken pecking at rice.

This was so joyful that Meng Zhao and the others nodded in agreement.

After entering the house, the old man Heibo family (the housekeeper) officially took action and commanded the servants in a row, and everything was carried out in an orderly manner without any disorder.

"Bother Hei is really a good butler." Qin Yiren sighed deeply.

This joy cannot be vented in a short period of time. Qin Yiren and the others had a fuss all day and did not give up until it was dark.

After the evening soup (the name of Qin people, that is, supper), Qin Yi people and others gathered together, and everyone had happy smiles on their faces, as if it was the New Year.

"Young Master, when we were selling this house, we also put down four wineries on Bojiu Road." Hei Bo began to report on the financial situation and said, "If these four wineries are not worth five or six thousand gold each during the ordinary days, we don't think about putting them down. Now, we have only spent eight hundred gold on the four wineries."

Bojiudao is the most prosperous commercial district in Handan. The wine brewed there is sold to the six countries in Shandong. It can be said that every inch of land is valuable. Now the soldiers are in danger, and the people of Zhao are brave enough to escape. The owners of the shop want to get out immediately. Therefore, Qin Yi people have such good luck.

"Make a big profit!" Meng Zhao was so happy that he couldn't even close his mouth.

Anyway, they are from Qin, and the Qin army will only benefit them and have no harm. This is a sure thing to make money.

"However, buying a horse and laying a house is a lot of money. Now, we only have less than a hundred gold coins left." In the past few days, Qin Yiren spent more than a thousand gold coins.

"Young Master, why don't you ask for more from Lu Buwei?" Meng Zhao regretted it a little, regretting not speaking to Lu Buwei's lion at the beginning.

"Meng Zhao, don't talk nonsense." Heibo was the oldest, experienced the most, and understood the worldly styles best. He explained: "If it exceeds five hundred gold, Lu Buwei would never buy it."

Selling Jing Yun back to Lu Buwei is an insult and a provocation. If the price was not really cost-effective, Lu Buwei would never have bought it. Lu Buwei would never have accepted it if it was not for the price.

"Young Master, we have to save money." Hei Bo reminded: "Now, everything we should buy is ready, and the cost will not be too large."

This is good news. Qin Yiren is focused on the key points and agrees with this statement very much.

It was really exciting to move into a new home. The five of them had a good conversation before they were ready to rest.

Qin Yiren asked the servant to burn a large bucket of hot water and prepare to wash it.

Moving to a new house and washing away the old dust is not superstition, it is a custom, and it is also a blessing.

The hot water was boiled, and Qin Yiren took off all his energy, entered the wooden barrel, and soaked in the hot water. Qin Yiren was very enjoying and narrowed his eyes.

Qin Yiren reached his right hand under his crotch, touched a certain part, remembered something, looked closely and his face flushed, as if he had done the most embarrassing thing.

"This..." Qin Yiren opened his mouth so hard that he turned into petrification.

"What a glorious boy chicken!" The thing under the crotch, you can tell at a glance that Lu had never tasted a woman's taste. Qin Yiren was a little unbelievable and recalled all the memories of his ex. Qin Yiren was really a "glorious boy chicken".

In this era when he was fifteen years old, Qin Yiren, who was over 20 years old, was still a glorious boy. Who would believe him if he said it?

Qin Yiren was extremely surprised and disbelief. Until he recalled all the memories and confirmed this point, he had to believe it.

Not to mention that it was during the Warring States Period when he was fifteen years old, even in modern society, it was embarrassing to be a brother in his twenties.

"Who is going to use this?" Qin Yiren was a little troubled. There were a few beautiful figures in his ex's memory, but they were too vague and could not remember them clearly.

"More?" Qin Yiren thought of Morel who was with him day and night.

Mole is beautiful and beautiful, and is his maid. This is a suitable candidate. The question is, Mole has not recovered yet and is skinny and thin. Is this appropriate?

"Will it hurt it?" Qin Yiren stroked the thing, thinking too far.

"Are you really looking for the mother of Qin Shihuang?" Qin Yiren suddenly thought of Qin Shihuang's mother, a woman who has been famous for all ages.

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