The senior official level is crushed to death! With the order from Prime Minister Cao, Wang Hou changed from Mr. Wang of Dongjun Agricultural Reclamation Company to Xiao Wang of Dongjun Office!

But who told me that it was not only the prime minister, but also his father-in-law? No matter whether it was the house or the outside, he had to take care of himself! After packing his luggage and taking his two girls with him, Wang Hou still embarked on the road back to Xuchang.

This time when Wang Hou returned, he changed his guns and firecrackers. To summarize the contributions of the Guandu War, Mr. Cao did not forget to pull him, his stupid son-in-law, and finally made him a marquis.

Even if he was just the lowest-level Marquis of Ting and Duting Marquis at the foot of Funiu Mountain, he would have been a marquis. If Li Guang, who had seen it three hundred years ago, would have been jealous and his eyes would have turned red.

However, now Mr. Cao himself is not full, and the landlords have no surplus grain. It is naturally impossible to have big hands and feet as if they were actually enthroned by 500 households and 2,000 households in the early Han Dynasty. It is just a name. The only meaning of Duting Marquis to Wang Hou is that he can enjoy the feudal rank of the Marquis.

You can take a four-wheeled carriage!

"Diet car, hey! Why do you do such a bad car?"

The impression of four-wheeled carriages in this era is very different from that of later Western aristocrats. The noble four-wheeled carriages exclusive to the British Queen. Except for the eight-wheeled carriages that Qin Shihuang visited the six countries, most of the four-wheeled carriages were used as funeral hearse after two or three hundred years of Han Dynasty!

As soon as he got on the carriage, the girl Cao Hongjie started to complain.

However, Wang Hou's level 4 skills of earthy love words were reflected here. He sat comfortably on the spacious carriage. He lay on his back with his hands on his back on the real leather sofa made of animal skins, and said with a smile.

"This is not called bad luck, this is called romance! This means that we are dependent on each other in life and death! Whether we live or die, we will be together forever!"

Lu Ji's little face immediately showed two bright blushings, shyly lowering her little head, but her eyes were bright and full of yearning.

She was completely different from Lu Ji. Although her face was so cool that she was blushing, Cao Hongjie hugged her arms, and bulged her breasts that had grown a circle because she was better than the baby. She rolled her eyes proudly and hummed.

"Good mouth and smooth tongue!"

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Four-wheeled carriages did not become popular in China. On the one hand, it was because of the national conditions. China was mountainous, not only small in the West, but also vast plains. Indeed, the ancient Chinese did not solve the problem of turning machines.

However, this does not mean that the ancestors of China are not as good as those monkeys in the West. After all, the mountainous environment has allowed two-wheeled carriages to be widely used, and the feudal system has also limited the four-wheeled carriages to a very small part. The market audience is so small, so naturally no one has time-consuming and laborious research to turn to the machine problem.

After all, it is hard to meet a strange creature like Wang Hou who is trying hard to enjoy it in a thousand years.

Later generations were also considered a fake car fan. Wang Hou was also less than half a barrel of car structures. He had more than 30 gentry families under his command. He could borrow the best carpenters in these families. As soon as he was granted the title of Hou, Wang Hou, who was so idle, gathered a group of carpenters to realize his idea. The steering function of the car was basically copied by him. He supported several independent connecting rods. A steering wheel in the front could turn the front wheel in one direction with one force. The two rear wheels were not as simple as a certain Japanese BMW 3. It was omitted into a plate suspension. It was also an independent suspension made of several cast iron parts, equipped with a manganese steel spring.

Just highlight one word, stable!

Finally, this path was no longer jogging like a tractor. It was running leisurely on the cement official road leading to Xudu in Dongjun. Wang Hou and the two girls were even sleepy and felt comfortable.

At the beginning, Zang Hong was asked to be the "driver" of the hearse. This guy also refused, but I don't know if men were born with the desire to drive. A steering wheel, four horses and four horses were traction, jumping straight and cutting corners. In less than half a day, this guy became addicted. In Xudu City, under the guidance of more than a dozen leading cavalrymen, he showed off, while raising the reins of the horse and turning the steering wheel with one hand. The carriage was agile like a fish, passing through the streets and alleys of Xudu, which caused a group of Xudu citizens to scream and stare at this weird "heard".

Wang Hou's dream came true. In front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Xu Chu, who was guarding the door, also stared at his "heard" with his eyes straightened. He was sweating while "driving". Zang Hong knocked on the door again, and opened the door respectfully and awkwardly and bowed.

"Boss! (Boss) Prime Minister's Mansion is here!"

"Oh? It's here!"

He rubbed his eyes in a daze while sleeping, stepped on the pedals, and walked down the "big Bing" with a domineering pedal, and even straightened his waist with a pretentious look. As Xu Chu's country bumpkin stared up and down and left and right in the carriage, Wang Hou leisurely strided onto the steps of the prime minister's mansion, clasped his fists at the door officer.

"The Prince of Dong County Hou asked to see the Prime Minister!"

He was also stupid, and then came to his senses after listening to Wang Hou's voice. The sect official quickly bowed heavily and said, "The Prime Minister has an order, the king of the royal family can go straight in, no need to report!"

"Thank you!"

Cao Cao really looked up to Wang Hou. Just like Chao Cuo, the subordinate of Emperor Jing of Han, he let him wander around casually. Although he was beaten back to Xiao Wang in the Dongjun office, the feeling was still quite good. He stood up proudly like a goose, and Wang Hou walked towards Mr. Cao's office hall with a familiarity.

However, the situation in the hall was not so beautiful. When he entered, Cao Cao's annual meeting of government orders had been held, and a young official with a handsome and handsome voice was loud and named and criticized him with a righteous heart!

"Prime Minister, since ancient times, the upper and lower levels have orders! The superiors and subordinates have their own rules. However, the prefect of the Dong County Prince replaced the civil and military officials with low merchants, and did not set up county magistrates and city guards, and used merchants to govern the local area on behalf of officials. They used their own power and power to govern. This is really a contradictory thing! It is not tolerant of reason!"

Who are you offending?

He was really depressed. At the door, Wang Hou was reporting according to the rules.

"Wang Hou, the prefect of Dongjun, please see the Prime Minister!"

With this voice, the lively atmosphere of the criticism and controversy in the conference hall suddenly became stiff. The timing was too coincidental. Even Cao Cao, who was serious, was stunned and then looked out in shock.

During this time, the attendant responsible for guiding Wang Hou into the Prime Minister's Mansion also rushed into the hall, trotted to Cao Cao, lay down, and reported in his ear in a low voice.

"The Prime Minister and the Prefect of Dongjun were riding in a four-wheeled hearse and rushed back to Xuchang!"

This sentence once again made Cao Cao raise his eyebrows and his expression became more and more serious!
Chapter completed!