"Wu Shilang, why don't you leave? Isn't it because you're afraid of me? ”

Just when Wu Xianyong was entangled, Jing Zhe had already walked to the side of the carriage and asked with a smile.

The way to overcome fear is to face it...

So Wu Xianyong stuck his head out of the window with a cold face: "President Jing is thinking too much, will I be afraid of you as a soldier from the third grade?" ”

"Oh? If it's not, then why did you deliberately stop when you saw me in front of you? ”

Jing Zhe said curiously.

"It wasn't meant to be!"

Wu Xianyong corrected him, thought about it, and then said: "The reason why we stopped here is because the carriage broke down!" ”

"The carriage is broken?"

Jing Zhe looked around the carriage for a while, "I don't see anything wrong with this carriage?" ”

"If I say it's broken, it's broken!"

Wu Xianyong stiffened his neck, thinking to himself that this person is simply sick, do you care if I am bad or not!

"Is it really bad? It seems that this is fate, there is still a distance from the palace gate, so I will carry forward my style again and help Wu Shilang enter the palace to go to court! ”

"Don't!"

Before Jing Zhe's words fell, Wu Xianyong strongly objected!

Being dragged in by Jing Zhe from the gate of the palace was about to die, and he started dragging from such a distance... Is it because he has lived a long time?

"Wu Shilang, I have to talk about you well! We are officials in the same dynasty, what are you doing so politely? Don't be afraid to trouble me, after all, I don't have any other skills, I just like to help people! ”

Who was polite to you?

Wu Xianyong gasped, "President Jing, you think too much, I'm either afraid of bothering you, or I just don't want you to help, because I can go by myself, what do you want to help?" ”

"Oh? Is it? Wu Shilang's life is gone, can he still go by himself? ”

Jing Zhe looked serious and very concerned.

Wu Xianyong trembled with anger, and stopped talking several times, but finally gritted his teeth and said: "President Jing, no matter what kind of heart you have, I must tell you today that my lifeline is still there, don't talk nonsense in the future!" ”

“……”

Jing Zhe looked at Wu Xianyong in some surprise, and after finding that he was not joking, he was relieved: "It turns out that everything is wrong with me!" Since Wu Shilang's lifeblood is still there-"

Wu Xianyong was happy for a few seconds, and then he heard Jing Zhe say: "Then Wu Shilang's egg is definitely gone." Missing a few? I guess it's all gone, right? ”

“……”

I don't want to admit it, but it's true...

Wu Xianyong, an old man in his sixties, suddenly wanted to cry.

Seeing that Wu Xianyong was depressed, Jing Zhe comforted: "Wu Shilang doesn't have to be sad, his life has been saved, this is a good thing - although it can't be used, it's also an ornament, isn't it?" At least when someone says you're not a man, you can take it out and show them! When the time comes, I will also prove it for Wu Shilang and tell them! ”

“……”

Wu Xianyong did not become in a good mood because of Jing Zhe's "comfort", but his old face turned red and his breathing became heavier.

"You... Dare to say it to others! ”

"Well, Wu Shilang just understands me, I do dare! Wu Shilang... It's not bad to call it an eggless warrior! ”

“……”

Wu Xianyong knew that he was wrong to say, so he simply kept silent and shrank his head back from the car window.

Seeing this, Jing Zhe hurriedly reminded: "Wu Shilang, you will go to court soon, let's go quickly!" ”

"President Jing is in a hurry, let's go first! I'm not in a hurry - by the way, I heard that your newspaper will be published on the first day today, and Your Majesty must be waiting to hear it, so don't be late! ”

Saying this, he was still praying in his heart that Jing Zhe would leave quickly.

"Hey, Wu Shilang didn't say that I almost forgot, just to talk about the first issue of the newspaper, I have to let Wu Shilang hurry in, after all, Wu Shilang is the protagonist!"

“？？？”

Wu Xianyong's head instantly grew.

"I am... Protagonist? ”

After reacting for a long time, he finally roared: "Didn't you say that you wouldn't write me?" How can you still write? ”

"Who told you?"

"You said that Wu Ping wouldn't write if he didn't go to the newspaper!"

"But, before I finished writing, he was all there to be! He didn't go to the newspaper until yesterday, but I was done by then! ”

"You... Deliberately! ”

Wu Xianyong was silent for a long time, and finally said.

"Sort of! But Wu Shilang doesn't have to thank me, so many people want to be in my first issue of the newspaper, but I refused! ”

“……”

"Wu Shilang, without further ado, let's go!"

Ignoring Wu Xianyong's objections, he reached in and dragged him out.

"You're welcome? Let's go! ”

“……”

So, outside the palace gate, a young man strode forward dragging an old man staggering...

The coachman watched this scene from behind, shook his head, and thought to himself, why bother? It's better to drive the car directly to the palace gate, but you can walk a lot less!

……

By the time Jing Zhe dragged Wu Xianyong to the Jinluan Palace, all the ministers had been waiting for a long time, and Emperor An had already arrived.

The two walked into the hall under the gaze of everyone, Jing Zhe raised his head and held his chest high, while Wu Xianyong shrugged his head, half-dead.

"President Jing, did you help Wu Shilang again?"

"No wonder President Jing didn't come in with us!"

"President Jing's concern for Wu Shilang is enviable!"

“……”

Jing Zhe smiled while waving his hand to everyone: "It should be, it should be!" They're all colleagues, as they should be! ”

So he received praise from everyone again, Jing Zhe's head was raised very high, while Wu Xianyong hung his head very low, the corners of his mouth seemed to be twitching, and he didn't know what to say.

Emperor An glanced at Jing Zhe, shook his head with a smile, and then said loudly: "Since all the Aiqing have arrived, then we will go to the court, can anyone admonish!" ”

Next, the process of going to the court began, Jing Zhe listened drowsy, I don't know how long it took, Emperor An asked again: "What time is it?" But there are still people who advise? ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Jing Zhe.

"Back to Your Majesty, there is still a quarter of an hour left, and it will be time!"

Sui Shouren next to him replied.

At this time, Jing Zhe also came to the spirit, because he knew that at the end of the early dynasty, it was his performance time.

The only regret is that it's still too early, after all, they came to the court at the end of the day, and there is still a period of time before the hour, let alone the hour of the hour.

How do you delay the time?

You can't let Emperor An and the ministers of civil and military affairs wait so long, right?

Jing Zhe twisted his ass a little uncomfortably.

At this time, Li Haoyun stood up and arched his hands.

"Your Majesty, the minister still has something to advise!"

Jing Zhe immediately cast a grateful gaze, thinking that it seemed that he had a tacit understanding with Li Haoyun in the past two days, and he just twisted his ass, and he knew what to do next...

"Oh? What does Li Aiqing have to advise? ”

An Di glanced at him and asked out loud.

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