When Wang also walked to the side of the "floating corpse", he saw a man who was dressed in a neat clothes but had messy hair and weeds. Why was he a man? His breasts were peaceful.

"That person, fourteen, give him a few slaps first to see if he can save it." Wang also saw that the "floating corpse" showed no sign of being flooded, and thought that a few slaps should be awakened.

"Yes, Master." When the fourteenth heard Wang Ye's words, they were about to go forward and start fighting.

Unexpectedly, before Sisi could walk to the "floating corpse", he suddenly stood up, patted the dust on his body, and bowed to Wang Ye and said.

"Ahem, don't be beaten or beaten, Ma is already awake."

Wang was also stunned, not knowing what was going on in his heart, but why was he still half dead just now, and now he was full of energy.

"Uh, little brother, are you okay? Why did you fall into the water?" Wang also asked in confusion.

"This young man is polite, a native of Ma Moubozhou, who passed by this place when he saw the scenery of the West. He drank two more glasses. He didn't expect to fall asleep in a daze. When he woke up, he was so rude."

After hearing his explanation, Wang Ye felt hundreds of unwilling to believe it. He had drunk some alcohol and fragments, but fewer people were drunk in the river, especially in the middle of winter, so why didn’t he freeze to death?

"Haha, you awesome, since you have nothing to do, go back. This radius of hundreds of miles is my territory, and people usually patrol you. You are lucky today, otherwise you might have been lying in Jingyang Prison now." The king finished speaking without caring, turned around and wanted to leave.

Now the soap workshop and perfume workshop have started production. Qin Qiong and Cheng Yaojin are basically knocked out and sent to Jingyang Prison for interrogation before letting them go away for some people who are not local or do not have a professional license plate.

The man surnamed Ma saw that Wang didn't play according to the routine, so he was not curious about him at all. He just asked and left. How could he chat? He hurriedly walked up and followed Wang Ye and spoke.

"This young man, a villain, was also a talented and served as an assistant teacher in Bozhou. Now he is in Chang'an and has no career to make a living for a while. Judging from your gorgeous clothes and romantic behavior, you must be a big-name young man. I wonder if you can provide Ma with a livelihood. Ma must do his best to do his best to do his job for the young man."

"Oh? I'm so proud of myself. What did you say you're called?" Wang Ye suddenly remembered several early Tang talents from Qiandu before. When he heard him say he was assistant coaching in Bozhou, he had a vague impression in his heart.

"Go back to Young Master, Ma's name is Zhou, and his name is Binwang." The man didn't care about the stains and weeds on his face and hair, and bowed and replied.

Wang Ye then remembered who he was, but he became even more confused because for his Tang Dynasty business plan, he went back to Hyundai to search for some celebrities online, thinking of recruiting them in advance.

But in Wang Ye's impression, Ma Zhou should be a visitor to Chang He, the general of the Prince's Mansion, at this time, and he is also a friend. It is better to be with the prince than to be with him.

"Your name is Ma Zhou?" the king asked inconclusively.

"I'm going back to my son."

"You..." The king also wanted to ask why the prince's follower didn't do anything and why he came to recommend himself, but then he thought about it, it would be better to just wait and see.

If Ma Zhou really surrenders, he can't miss it if he is a talent, but if it is a spy sent by the prince, then it's no wonder that Wang is cruel and ruthless: "Can you calculate learning? I just don't have a warehouse."

Ma Zhou did not expect this to be smooth. The key is that he is currently a disciple of Chang He. There are only a few drinkers who know him in Chang'an City, and there is also a fairy Miaomiao. It is said that this king has not left his home and is even more unlikely to know himself. He quickly replied: "Thank you, young master, Ma Zhou is not talented. He has been familiar with the principles and arguments of the previous dynasty since he was a child, and he has also studied mathematics."

Wang Ye was now completely sure of his identity. It seemed that he was really prepared: "Well, then okay, you can go back with me first."

"Thank you, Mr. Ma Zhou." After saying that, he hurriedly followed Wang Ye, who had already taken two steps.

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Tingyu Pavilion, tea room.

Wang also brewed a cup of Longjing new tea and leaned on Huanghualimu's sofa with satisfaction, thinking about Ma Zhou's affairs. If he had a good memory, Ma Zhou would still not be able to meet him at this time. He curled up with Chang He's parents all day long, and was just washing his face with wine.

In my memory, it was not until the fourth year of Zhenguan that Ma Zhou rose to the top because of a memorial, and he also created a good reputation for seeking talents. There was an allusion of three visits to the thatched cottage in the Three Kingdoms, and Ma Zhou also had the legend of Li Ersi asking for Ma Zhou.

Wang was still thinking that Ma Zhou, who had just finished taking a shower outside the door, walked in wearing the work clothes prepared by Zhang Qi.

"Young Master, you have sorted it out." Zhang Qi spoke first.

Wang Ye looked at the boss who was able to check and balance with Changsun Wuji. Now he is just a young man a few years younger than him. The ancients were precocious. Ma Zhou was already twenty-two years old at this time, only one year younger than Wang, but he looked unfamiliar with the world. He had a temperament that everyone was drunk and I was awake. To put it bluntly, it was not smooth enough.

"Oh, it's pretty handsome after washing it! Ma Zhou, you should go to the workshop to be a accountant from today. But the ugly thing is to begin. If I find anything wrong when I check the accounts at the end of the month, don't blame me for turning against others."

Ma Zhou respectfully waited for the king to finish his words and bowed: "Yes, it's just based on the arrangement of the young master."

Wang Ye nodded with satisfaction and turned to Zhang Qi: "Xiao Qi, he will be arranged by you in the future. Take him to familiarize himself with the workshop."

"Yes, young master."

"Thank you, young master."

Seeing the two of them retreat, Wang Ye always felt uneasy, but he was deeply moved by the rare talent. He didn't want to let go, so he shook his head: "Forget it, take a gamble, even if the prince gets the secret recipe, it will be fine."

The bored king also picked up the book "Doupo" that he had not finished reading and started reading again. Nowadays are Wang's favorite days. He doesn't have to work hard for his livelihood, nor does he have to intrigue every day. He wants to eat and drink, read books when he is free, and he goes fishing by the river when he is bored. Anyway, the scope of activities is enough now. Those major national affairs have not yet reached the node, so there is still time to prepare.

After a while, a black man outside the door ran in and walked straight to the table and picked up Wang Ye's cup of tea and drank it all.

"Brother-in-law, help me." The person who came was Erniu who followed Cheng Yaojin back to Beijing.

Wang Ye saw his face full of dust and smiled, "Oh, why did Erniu brother-in-law come to my mountain valley? Why don't you prepare New Year's goods at home? Is there anything going on?"

Erniu sat down carelessly and said anxiously: "If you have something to do, big things, isn't it almost New Year's Eve? Several old friends who have been conducting family trials outside these days have come back."

"Then what, let's talk about the key points." Wang poured him a cup of tea and urged him.

"Oh, aren't we going to have a party in Wanhualou in the morning! Huaiyu, Yuchi Baolin, Luo Tong, Li Bi and I were drinking and spanking. Unexpectedly, we met Chai Lingwu, Cui Yiye, Lu Fei and several young men from the aristocratic families. We didn't expect to be scolded by them and almost started fighting."

"You just talk about the key points. If the fight starts, you won't come to me. You should go to your old man Cheng."

"Hehe, my brother-in-law is really smart. It seems that I'm right here, mainly because I've bet with them. Isn't this Cui Yiye and Lu Fei know that our family is also a shareholder of the soap workshop? Huai Yuyi and I were accidentally provoked and used the shares to bet, hehe."

Wang Ye had a dark face and really wanted to kick him and ask him why the flowers were so red: "You know you were provocative, but you still bet, are you stupid?"

Erniu scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Isn't this to hear Xiaoyu say that Brother-in-law, you are so talented and brilliant in poetry..."

"Stop, what's your business to bet on me?" The two cows were so nagging that they could kill people alive, and the king said patiently.

Erniu took two steps back carefully before speaking: "Hehe, don't we think we're sure to win! We bet 20% of yours, and we gave 20% of our family and the Qin family to the King of Qin."

When Wang Ye heard this, he was very happy, "I'm the second, you... stop for me."
Chapter completed!