If Chen Yuan continues to be aggressive, Zhao An doesn't mind exposing Chen Yuru's identity. Anyway, it is not a glorious thing for the queen to sneak out of the palace. It depends on who loses face.
"enough."
Chen Guogong gave him a cold glance, and Chen Yuan quickly lowered his head and sat down obediently.
"The story Mr. Zhou told is very exciting, and I and other courtiers should encourage themselves."
Chen Guogong clasped his fists. Seeing this, the other officials hurriedly spoke together, "Let's encourage each other."
Some officials said proudly: "The story Mr. Zhou told does not exist, so you don't need to believe this nonsense."
"Yes, and Mr. Chen can tell such a thought-provoking story. Is there something he wants to express?"
"Yes, the story is told well, but I don't know what Mr. Zhou is going to say."
The censor Yanguan started again, anyway, he was trying to muddy the water and let Chen Guogong get rid of it.
Zhao An smiled freely, raised his glass and said loudly: "Of course I have something to say, why are you officials?"
"Of course it is for the sake of the country and the country, and for the people to live a good life."
"Your answers make me laugh. Just half an hour ago, you were arguing over not allowing poor families to join the government, and now you are talking about doing good for the people?"
Zhao An didn't give him any face, and this wave of hatred filled him.
"Shuzi!"
The censors were so embarrassed that they blushed and their necks were thick, and the aristocratic families were so embarrassed that they almost dug out their three rooms and one living room with their toes.
There were so many people talking nonsense together and they couldn't catch anyone. Instead, they were pushed to the ground and rubbed. It was simply humiliating.
The most important thing is that you can't take action.
If they couldn't be reasonable before, they would have killed people long ago!
Cui Wengong shook his head while stroking his gray beard, while Xu Ruqing also smiled bitterly.
This country seems hopeless.
At this moment, Zhao An suddenly stood up, took out a long box and handed it to Cui Wengong, "Mr. Elder, here is a gift. Please look back carefully. I will leave first."
Cui Wengong picked up the box in confusion and resisted opening it.
Chen Yuru and Que'er immediately followed after seeing this. Xu Ruqing quickly gave Jiuyin a look and motioned for her to follow. She was worried that Chen Guogong and the family would take action directly.
Jiuyin nodded, grabbed his sword and stood up.
Zhao An walked to the door under the complicated eyes of everyone, and suddenly turned around, "By the way, an adult just asked me what I want to express when telling stories, and I have something to say to you. Those who serve as officials serve the world. The heart is to establish a destiny for the people, to carry forward the unique knowledge of the past saints, and to create peace for all generations."
Zhao An left, followed by three women who were shocked to the point of numbness.
The entire Tianshui courtyard also fell into deathly silence, and a few seconds later a shocking discussion broke out.
"What a bold statement!"
"To create peace for all eternity..."
"A few words are worth more than a hundred years of me burying myself in writing!"
Cui Wengong immediately asked people to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and wrote down four sentences from Zhao An on the spot.
The vigorous pine-like font paired with the holy words handed down from ancient times made Xu Ruqing's heart tremble crazily, and then she turned around and looked at her retreating figure.
Only Chen Guogong sat stiffly in his seat, feeling an inexplicable fear sweeping through his body. Who is that man?
He hurriedly glanced at Sun Laoba at the door, trying to find a way to get the other party's identity.
If you don’t check it out, you won’t be able to sleep peacefully.
In just a short time, the motto passed down from ancient times spread throughout the capital, and the talented scholars applauded when they heard it!
Mr. Zhou gradually became famous, and with the story of the traitorous minister, the capital became even more lively.
"stop!"
The carriage was suddenly stopped by someone. It was Sun Laoba, carrying a saber and smiling evilly.
Que'er tightened the reins and grabbed the sword on the back of his waist with his jade hand, trying to make a move. Sun Laoba said contemptuously: "You are no match. Let the kid in the car get out and answer."
"How brave!"
Que'er raised her eyebrows and looked murderous. At this moment, Jiuyin suddenly appeared and blocked Sun Laoba, "You go first, I will handle it."
Que'er knew the danger and did not dare to delay. He just wanted to return to the palace quickly.
At this moment, Sun Laoba waved his hand, and with a crash, a group of men in black gathered around him.
The streets were in chaos.
Sun Laoba spat, "You two girls are pretty good, but you are no match for me. If you don't want to sleep with me, just go away."
He is very arrogant, but he also has the ability to be arrogant.
Seeing a group of men in black approaching the carriage, suddenly a golden token flew out of the carriage.
Sun Laoba took a look at it, his face changed drastically, and he quickly asked people to retreat. Then he handed the token to Que'er respectfully: "You go slowly."
Que'er glared at him and drove away in a hurry.
It was the queen's token just now. As a disciple of the Chen family, Sun Laoba naturally knew about this token.
Seeing the palace getting closer and closer, Zhao An said thank you to Chen Yuru, and Chen Yuru said strangely: "I have underestimated you. Not only do you tell stories well, but you can also say such beautiful words, but this time you have completely offended me. If you kill my father, I know his temper and you will be in danger."
"Please help me, my lady, and don't reveal my identity, otherwise I will definitely die."
Zhao An deliberately held her hand and pretended to be pitiful. She was surprisingly not disgusted, and even looked satisfied, "Don't worry, as long as you serve me sincerely, I won't treat you badly."
"Hey, my wife is the best."
Rainbow Fart doesn't cost money, so Zhao An took advantage of the passage into the palace to boast so loudly that Chen Yuru became even more proud.
After sending her back to Kunning Palace, Zhao An quickly returned to Yangxin Palace to unload and change clothes.
The empress appeared and disappeared. Zhao An was frightened by her. She briefly described today's situation. The empress was so surprised that she could not close her mouth when she heard this. "Your story is too destructive. Chen Guogong will definitely write you off as a must-kill." List.”
Zhao An shrugged. Since he was wearing makeup anyway, he probably wouldn't be able to guess who Mr. Zhou was for a while. By the time he guessed it, it would probably be over.
"You promised me that this time Enke will definitely let the poor family participate, and you can also recruit truly usable talents for the imperial court. Does this still count?"
"Of course it counts."
Zhao An was sure that within two days, news about the Cui family would come from Tianshui Court, and Cui Wengong would forcefully preside over the poor family Enke even at the risk of completely offending the Chen family.
The key lies in the gift given to him.
"What gift?" The empress asked eagerly. The Holy Sect has a profound foundation and lacks everything. It is impossible to fight Chen Guogong and the aristocratic family to the end for a little money.
"Hey, guess-"
"Dog slave, guess whether I will guess or not!"
The Empress was a little anxious and kicked Zhao An into a rolling gourd, then used her hands and feet together.
Zhao An was beaten all over the floor. Anyway, the more violent she became, the less he told her.
While they were making a fuss, a reply suddenly came from outside the palace, "Your Majesty, Duke Chen Guo is here."
The two looked at each other, stood up quickly, and straightened their robes.
In the imperial study room, Chen Guogong and several ministers stood together. Zhao An followed the empress and felt the gaze of a poisonous snake.
Seems to be determining something.
