Xiahou An's eyes are not big.

I don't say that I will repay it, but it's not the White Lotus of the Virgin.

Just now, Huang Hao was ridiculed in front of so many students in the bus department, and now he thinks about asking me to go back with you, how can there be such a cheap thing in the world!

Xiahou An is barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes, whatever you say, anyway, if I don't listen, it will be regarded as Wang Ba's recitation.

Huang Hao's saliva was dry, but Xia Hou'an was still unmoved.

In desperation, he had to change his strategy and put on a miserable appearance: "Childe, do you want me to beg you, if you don't go back, Taishi will definitely kill me!" It's nothing for me to die, but pity my eighty-year-old mother and three-year-old child......"

"Besides, I want to know that you are a person of the Taishi, even if I give me a hundred guts, I won't dare to treat you like that!"

The reason doesn't make sense, so I have to play the emotional card.

At this time, the two old men also trotted here.

Seeing the young man who had just been humiliated, the faces of the two old men were red and white, and they couldn't say a word in their mouths for a long time.

"It's not impossible for me to go back with you......

Xiahou An glanced at the three of them and spoke unhurriedly.

Huang Hao's eyes lit up, as long as there was something to talk about: "What requirements does the son have, just say that as long as the official can do it, he will definitely meet the son."

He has even humbly proclaimed himself a subordinate official.

The two old men also chimed in.

…………

Outside Weiyang Palace, Bus Department.

The janitor was rubbing his bruised legs, and Huang Hao's kick just now really kicked him hard.

"I don't know what kind of trick the yellow fat man smoked today, when I find an opportunity to take the position in the future, I have to make you look good!"

The little official's face was indignant, and he muttered quietly.

At this moment, four figures in the distance walked towards here.

The little official rubbed his eyes vigorously, looking like he had seen a ghost.

Xia Houan returned to the bus office and strutted forward.

Students along the way frequently looked at it, which soon aroused heated discussions.

"Look, isn't this the boy from Fang?"

"What teenager?"

"You don't know yet! Come, listen to me and you......"

"Looking at the attitude of the bus order, it seems that he is particularly respectful to this young man, you look at his nodding and bowing appearance, how can there be a little bit of majesty on weekdays.".

"Master Cen and Master Xu are also following behind!"

"I'm afraid this young man has a lot of background!"

When the students' discussions were heard, Huang Hao turned his head and glared viciously, and when those students saw it, they were immediately silent.

Looking back, Huang Hao's face was flattering and flattering.

Walking to the registration office, the assistant at the door saw Xia Hou'an, and saw Huang Hao present, remembering the previous reprimand, he immediately got up, and scolded loudly: "Xiahou'an, who let you come back!"

As a result, its owner went up directly to 'snap' twice, rewarded the assistant with two big-eared scrapers, and refuted angrily: Son's name, you also deserve to be called? .

Don't blame Huang Hao for being angry.

It's not easy to invite this Bodhisattva back, how can you let this thing break a big deal!

Afterwards, Huang Hao respectfully invited Xiahou An into the hall.

The officer was stunned.

I shouted in my heart: This world is too crazy, and the mouse is a bridesmaid for the cat.

Xiahou An only sat in the hall for a short time, and Huang Hao called the carriage of the bus department, and he had a lot of dreams at night, so it was the best policy to send this little ancestor away quickly.

As for how to distribute it in the palace, it has nothing to do with him.

Out of the bus office, the carriage was parked outside.

Xiahou An, with Huang Hao's active support, stepped into the carriage.

This is the first time that Xiahou An has sat in a vehicle of this era, unlike the kind of box carriage he saw on TV, the carriage he sat in was very small, and there was no shelter on all sides, but there was an umbrella cover inserted in the middle, which could be used to shade the sun.

Two large wooden wheels whirled around, and the two horses began to trot.

The bus office is not far from Weiyang Palace, and the kung fu of two incense sticks will arrive outside the Canglong Gate east of Weiyang Palace.

After verifying the identity of the person, the guards guarding the door let the two people into the palace.

The one who led the way was in front, and Xiahou An consciously followed behind, and he didn't bother anymore, but he just glanced at the scene of Weiyang Palace from time to time.

He had been to the South Palace in Luoyang City before, but it was already in ruins at that time, in contrast, this Weiyang Palace was particularly solemn, but it did not lose its majestic atmosphere, and it had a sense of history.

After a short time, the leader stopped in front of a palace, then walked forward, and after talking to the guard outside the palace, the guard nodded and went in to report.

In the palace, Shang Shuling Ding Palace is handling government affairs.

Although Shangshutai is subordinate to the Shaofu and its daily income is not high, it is in charge of documents, provincial reading and chapters, and is also responsible for conveying the emperor's orders, and the government affairs of the court and even the local government must be summarized here, which is an extremely important institution.

You can't get into this kind of place without two brushes.

When Dong Zhuo entered Beijing, he wanted to abolish the young emperor Liu Bian, and no one in the Manchu Dynasty dared to preside over the dethronement ceremony, only Ding Gong stood up and took the initiative to cater to Dong Zhuo.

After the abolition of the emperor, Ding Gong really got Dong Zhuo's weight and became the master of Shangshutai.

Others were scolding him behind his back, but Ding Gong turned a deaf ear and continued to help Dong Zhuo act as a tiger.

Those who know the times are Junjie.

Ding Gong has known this truth for a long time.

The guard entered the palace, faced the position where Ding Gong was sitting in the direction of the main hall, bowed and said, "Shang Shuling, the bus Ling Huang recommended someone to come." ”

The pen in Ding Gong's hand flickered, and a flash of divine light flashed in his originally cloudy eyes.

Huang Hao is an old oilman in the officialdom, Chang'an has been an official for many years, and there are no rules and regulations in the officialdom that he doesn't know, ordinary people, he won't send them here.

Nine times out of ten, it is a relative of Dong Taishi's family.

After Dong Zhuo came to power, he sealed the heirs of his clan as seven-seven-eighty-eight.

Even some relatives who couldn't beat the eight poles came to Dong Zhuo from thousands of miles to join Dong Zhuo after hearing about it, praying for a good future.

This kind of thing has long been common.

Ding Gong knew what to expect, and asked the guards to invite people.

After a while, Xiahouan walked into the hall.

The palace is very large, and there are many people in it, but they seem to be extremely busy, all doing their own work, without raising their heads, and the bamboo slips on the desks are even taller than people.

The bookshelves on both walls are also full of stacks of musicals.

Xiahou'an's entry seemed to be insignificant to them.

Only the old man sitting in the middle of the main seat, looked at this young man with red lips and white teeth with leisurely eyes, covered his chest and coughed lightly for a while, and asked him: "Young man, are you willing to serve in my Shangshutai?" ”