Chapter 1189 1189: Classmates Reunite (Part 2) [Please vote](1/2)
Qian Yong's enthusiasm made Li Wan particularly uncomfortable.
How could she dare to take all the credit when she declined modestly?
If it weren't for the opportunity given to her by the letter of prayer, the master's appointment, the support of her colleagues, and the national strength of Kang State as her backer, she wouldn't have had the courage to dominate other countries. Even though she was enjoying it at the time, in fact
I was also very uneasy inside.
Afraid that things would not go as she expected.
Qian Yong frowned and said: "Look at how you are so young, how can you speak like a veteran? Why do you want to thank this and that? I am not straight and courageous, so I can't teach you step by step. It's yours.
, it should be yours."
Even though Lao Qian himself is well versed in the ways to survive in the officialdom, he admires those young people with the spirit of "dare to teach the sun and the moon to change the sky". Be as reckless as you want, and when it comes to fighting, you can either be dark to the end or brave to the end.
Death, hypocrisy and subterfuge are the most disliked. Li Wan was embarrassed when Qian Yong exposed the plot.
Zhao Wei is obviously not afraid of Qian Yong's tricks.
She joked bluntly: "I'm afraid that 'it's better to come early than to come by time'. There are many people who are eyeing Zhenguo's contribution."
Zhenguo was just a small country used to test the waters.
It won't take much effort to capture it.
Generals of average and upper level can compete for the position of commander.
When the pressure of the war is not great, the Lord likes to promote young generals. Qian Shuhe is a veteran, so the Lord may not give him the opportunity. Even if he does, there is a high probability that he will not let him take the lead. He will definitely have to recruit a few young people.
Then arrange for veterans to hold the line.
At this time, Qian Yong grinned with a wicked smile.
He raised his finger and swung it from side to side, pretending to be inscrutable: "No, no, this time it's definitely old money and I'm going to kill everyone."
Zhao Wei didn't know where his courage came from.
If veterans can compete for this piece of meat, who can compete with Qian Yong?
Qian Yong's venomous eyes could see through Zhao Wei's thoughts: "Dawei, don't believe it! Do you dare to make a bet with me? Even your father will be banned from fighting this time..."
Zhao Wei didn't hear any relevant news at all.
His attention was focused on the last half of the sentence: "What happened to my father? Why was the war banned? Could it be that he made some big mistake?"
Qian Yong smiled and said: "It's your father's fault that they are confused. I just received news from my connections. The Lord invited a group of people to a special meeting yesterday, and your father was also there."
This court meeting will still be an offline one.
Only a few people have been invited to the invitation list.
All other courtiers have a day off.
After these people who attended the court came back, they closed their doors and thought about their past. When they first went there, they actually didn't know the Lord's intention. Zhao Feng looked around and saw no sign of Qin Gongsu. Chu Yao and Ning Yan from the three provinces were not there either. Only Qi Shan
.
Zhao Feng took advantage of the court meeting not yet started and approached Qi Shan to ask what was going on today: [Has everyone else taken sick leave?]
It's impossible for so many people to get sick even if the plague is raging, right?
Qishan said: [Maybe I got up late. 】
It's not that I got up late, but those people didn't come when the morning meeting started.
The Lord informed in advance that today's government affairs are busy and the court meeting may take a long time. He simply asked the palace servants to prepare tables and chairs for them, as well as tea and snacks. The officials did not dare to eat them. It is not that they don't like it, but the court meeting is solemn and hundreds of people.
Officials go to court early, and they are worried that they will show false courtesy or have stomach upset during the court meeting, which will lead to disgrace in front of the palace, so they basically go to court hungry.
The morning meal should be left until the morning meeting is over before eating.
The exception is those with stubborn stomachs.
They were reserved and did not move their chopsticks, but the palace servant took the initiative to help them pour tea, bowed and said: "Please use tea."
Official: [……]
The palace maid's move made them stop drinking.
The words that are specially added are basically the Lord’s meaning.
The official had no choice but to drink up the cup, ate two pastries reservedly, and continued to wait for the court meeting. After a while, the palace servant just left and returned, refilling all the tea cups. Drink one cup, another cup, another cup, and another cup.
Another drink...and the cycle repeats.
Even the dullest person will notice the problem.
Direct eye contact with those with whom we are close, and private chats with those who are less close to each other, exchanging information - no, what exactly happened today? What the Lord is doing is very wrong!
Smart people have discovered the clues, and others are still looking for clues.
During this period, the palace staff kept adding tea.
The Lord, who was supposed to show up on time, was nowhere to be seen.
Within half an hour, someone started protesting because he could no longer hold his bladder, and his face turned blue from holding it in. He had no choice but to ask the palace attendant when the Lord would be coming. The palace attendant only said that he didn't know. Seeing the person's uncomfortable sitting posture,
He smiled and reminded me that he could relieve himself midway.
The official smiled awkwardly and declined.
The palace attendant smiled and filled the tea cup again, and said something that could leave a psychological shadow on the official: "Please use tea."
Official: [……]
His face is about to burst.
A group of people were holding their urine and were restless.
I waited left and right and still didn't see my master, so I had to give in to the body's instinct. I asked the palace attendant for directions, stood up slowly, and straightened my back. At the moment, my swollen abdomen seemed to have an electric current passing through my body, causing a feeling of soreness and distension. I usually walked straight and square.
Also walking weirdly.
Palace people lead people to solve physical problems.
One after another people go, and one after another people come back.
People in the past frowned.
Those who come back have relaxed facial features.
But as soon as I sat down, someone from the palace came over to refill the tea.
Official: "..."
This tea is not good if you don’t drink it, and it’s not good if you drink it.
No matter how dull people are, they should know that the Lord is deliberately punishing them! The question is what did they do wrong? If it is a big mistake, it cannot be just a cup of tea; if it is a small mistake, so many people present will
Made the exact same little mistake?
Thinking along this line of thinking, the more I think about it, the more guilty I feel.
Zhao Feng, who was originally sipping tea to stall for time, finished it in one gulp and covered his face with one hand, wishing he could bury his head on the desk.
Others also gradually understood.
This time they drank tea for a whole morning, and even Zhao Feng made three trips. It wasn't until the sun climbed directly above their heads that their Lord came belatedly, with the same smile as before: "My dear friends, please wait for a long time."
Wait, yesterday I cultivated into a mysterious realm, and I unknowingly walked a few extra weeks before I stopped, and when I finished my exercises, I was told by the palace officials that it was this time. You guys won’t blame me for being late, right?"
In an instant, Zhao Feng's scalp went numb.
The other courtiers silently cast their peripheral vision towards Qi Shan in front.
Who doesn't know, who doesn't know, the Lord's trust and preference for the Book of Prayer? This time, even the Book of Prayer was pulled out and tossed. This shows that the Lord is really annoyed. What's even more terrifying is that she actually used
She has an unprecedented sweet voice, and uses an extremely rare self-titled name - Gu. You must know that the Lord was criticized by the Yushitai at the annual banquet of the first year of Yuanhuang, and she said in public that she did not like this self-titled, and she was loved by the people.
With the help of all the ministers, where can a lonely person come from?
She rarely uses this self-identification.
Basically there are only two occasions, one is to receive envoys from other countries, and the other is when she is angry, but she does not say it. People who make her angry are best to examine themselves and see where they went wrong. If they make mistakes, don't wait for her to correct them.
Ask questions in public.
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The officials who received the signal bowed their heads with guilty conscience.
Shen Tang didn't seem to see this scene, and continued the process of the court meeting. Even the atmosphere was very different from that of ordinary court meetings. There were few things to do, and the whole court meeting took less than half the time as usual. Shen Tang did not talk about disbanding the court, but instead discussed how to use it as quickly as possible.
Du captured Zhenguo.
[No need to be restrained, let’s talk about it. You are all veterans of the battlefield who are good at conquering and conquering Zhenguo. Even if you don’t think about the countermeasures in advance, you can think about it on the spur of the moment and share what you have, and you can work together to come up with something decent.
Method.】
The hall was quiet, no one spoke.
It doesn't matter if they don't talk, Shen Tang will call the roll. Whoever is called will get up and chat: [Don't be nervous, Gu is not a vicious person, can I eat you if I answer wrong?]
The person named stood up carefully.
To be continued...