Although the child is a noble person, he is still young.
Although the old man is the most powerful person in the court, he is also the Minister of the Six Books.
The young prince Zhou Yan looked at Lao Deng Zhou Zhenghuai and gave him a slight salute.
Zhou Zhenghuai looked at the young prince and gave him a salute, but it was just a courtesy.
Zhou Zhenghuai, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, is a rare senior official in Beijing. He is exactly sixty-six this year.
You must know that the ancients were considered to have a long life at fifty, and it was very rare to still be an official at sixty-six.
He wears a crimson third-grade official robe, has a thin figure, slightly three-dimensional facial features, thick eyebrows and big eyes. When he was young, he must have been a handsome young man from far away.
"The weather is hot, I have ordered my officials to prepare crude tea."
Zhou Zhenghuai turned slightly to the side and made a gesture of invitation: "Your Highness, please go into the Yamen hall to escape the heat. Don't blame me for not drinking the thick tea from the Ministry of Industry."
What is the prince's card? This is that as Zhou Zhenghuai turned around, all the officials from the Ministry of Works all made way, all bowing their heads slightly.
Zhou Yan did not move. After looking at Han You, he cleared his throat and said, "Master Zhou is busy with official duties. I don't want to stop here. I just want to ask about a small matter."
After finishing speaking, Zhou Yan showed a sly smile and looked at the officials from the Ministry of Industry behind Zhou Zhenghuai.
Han You sighed, young man, after all, he is still too young.
As expected, Zhou Zhenghuai's expression changed slightly as he looked at Zhou Yan. Without waiting for the former to speak, he hurriedly said: "Your Highness, I am old and cannot bear the heat. Please invite Your Highness and me into the main hall."
"It's just a few words..."
"His Royal Highness came to our Ministry of Industry in person. He must have something important to discuss."
Before the young prince could speak again, Zhou Zhenghuai turned around and waved his hand: "Everyone goes back to the class room to deal with government affairs. What are you doing in a daze?"
All the officials also realized that the young prince was coming with bad intentions. Unfortunately, he didn't get anything and could only quickly return to the government office.
Zhou Yan was dumbfounded, his little face drooped.
Han You had just made it clear in the carriage that he must talk about this matter in front of many officials from the Ministry of Industry, but how could everything have gone away?
Looking at Zhou Zhenghuai again, he stroked his beard and smiled, seeming a little proud.
Zhou Yan also subconsciously turned his head and looked at Han You, quite helplessly.
A strange color flashed across Zhou Zhenghuai's face as he matured. He originally thought that Han You was just a follower, but when he saw Zhou Yan's appearance, he couldn't help but look at Han You from top to bottom.
Seeing Zhou Zhenghuai looking over, Han You had no choice but to bow and salute: "Student Han You, I have met Mr. Zhou Shangshu."
"Han You?"
Zhou Zhenghuai raised his eyebrows: "This name seems familiar, Han You, Han You, Jingzhonghan..."
The old man's expression suddenly changed: "That old man Han Bairen, who are you?"
Han You was stunned and said subconsciously: "Your father...no, my father."
"So you are the son of that old man!" Zhou Zhenghuai blew his beard and glared: "Well, you dare to come to the door in person, I..."
Halfway through, Zhou Zhenghuai's eyes suddenly twitched, and he subconsciously looked into the distance, like a thief, looking extremely alert.
With this extremely nervous look, coupled with the fact that he suddenly became shorter and took half a step back, the magnanimity and majesty of the dignified minister could not be said to be missing by half, I can only say that it was missing... more than half, and I immediately felt that this old man was obscene. He is wretched and trivial, not like a minister at all, but like a subordinate.
Seeing no one around, the old man looked suspicious: "Is this a scam?"
Han You and Zhou Yan looked at each other, wondering what serious illness the old man had.
"explain!"
Zhou Zhenghuai pointed at Han You and said sternly: "Where is that old man hiding? Why don't you reveal yourself quickly!"
"No, Sir, you..."
"oh?!"
Zhou Zhenghuai's eyes lit up, he looked at the carriage and sneered: "It must be hidden in the carriage, right?"
After taking three steps back, Zhou Zhenghuai laughed loudly: "I've seen you, don't hide anymore. How can you, Qiu Ba, hide this from me!"
After finishing speaking, Zhou Zhenghuai subconsciously rubbed the ribs on his left side.
Han You was confused: "Sir, my father is on duty at Jingzhao Mansion."
"Don't even think about lying to me."
Zhou Zhenghuai, who looked like a mentally ill man, suddenly snatched the long stick from the government servant next to him and laughed three times.
"Old man, I'm not afraid of you. If you have the ability, come out and let's fight for three..."
With a "click" sound, Zhou Zhenghuai suddenly threw the stick to the ground as if he was electrocuted, and shouted quickly: "A gentleman does not speak. This is the emperor's feet. This is the capital. If you dare to be cruel again, don't blame me." Go to the Imperial Palace and read your book. I...I will fight you to the death. I will die with you...and you will die together. I will bite you even if I can't beat you!"
Han You's face was filled with question marks, and Zhou Yan was also extremely confused. He couldn't help but said: "Mr. Zhou, what's wrong with you? Mr. Han, the governor of Jingzhao Mansion, is indeed not in the carriage. Mr. Zhou, do you have an old relationship with Mr. Han? "
"Are you really not here?"
"Really not here."
Zhou Zhenghuai breathed a huge sigh of relief, then was stunned for a moment, then realized that he had lost his composure, no, not lost his composure, but looked like a fool.
The old man's face turned red, and Zhou Zhenghuai's face was full of embarrassment: "Well... Your Highness doesn't know something. I and that old man... are old friends with Mr. Han. On weekdays, the two of us... we always have a lot of fun."
Han You didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Why hadn't he heard from his father that he knew a minister?
"This... the future will be good, I only care about... I am a bit disappointed. Long time no see, yes, long time no see."
After finishing speaking, Zhou Zhenghuai, who looked embarrassed, made an invitation gesture again: "Don't you, Your Highness, have something to discuss? Just come to the Yamen."
Han You looked deeply at Zhou Zhenghuai, full of doubts.
Has this old man been beaten by my father? He feels like he is stressed, and he did so in front of the prince.
The more Han You thought about it, the more suspicious he became, "No way, this old man has been the minister for more than ten years. How dare he beat the minister after he has eaten the bear's heart?"
Zhou Yan was also curious, but he didn't ask further and started walking towards the Ministry of Industry Office, with Han You following behind.
Unexpectedly, before Han You could cross the threshold, Zhou Zhenghuai suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Han You.
The old man's face was full of disdain: "Who do you think you are? You are worthy of joining our Ministry of Industry."
Han You chuckled: "You and my father are old friends, aren't you? There's nothing wrong with the son of an old friend coming to visit you, right?"
The old man's eyes twitched, and when he saw Zhou Yan turning around, he could only snort: "Okay, enter the Yamen, just enter the Yamen. When you go back to see your father, remember to tell me that I miss him very much!"
The last one, "I miss you so much", this old man said through gritted teeth.
Han You's smile grew wider: "Sure, I'll ask my dad to come see you another day."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhenghuai suddenly became excited and subconsciously waved his hand: "No need, absolutely no need."
"Didn't you say you missed my dad?"
"This...missing means missing, not seeing means not seeing. The more I miss, the less I can see, yes, I can't see."
Han You: "..."
Seeing that he couldn't stop him, Zhou Zhenghuai didn't bother to talk to Han You and took two quick steps to accompany Zhou Yan.
Han You took a few steps back and whispered to Wang Hai who was waiting at the door: "Dad, you didn't really beat up Shangshu, did you?"
"Yes." Wang Hai nodded, looking unconcerned.
Han You took a breath: "Have you really beaten up the Minister of Industry?"
"The Ministry of Industry..." Wang Hai recalled something and counted on his fingers: "Yes, there is a Ministry of Industry in the Minister of Finance."
"Fuck!"
Han You opened his mouth wide: "There's more than one?"
