Chapter Ninety-Two: The Emperor's Throne Is Not Right

Zu Donglai was stunned in place when he was scolded, and the anger in his heart surged up. He really didn't expect that the family members of Yang Bozheng, who is a leader in the literary world and a moral pioneer, would be so rude, which is not in tune with Yang Bozheng's identity at all.

After another half an hour, the door was slowly opened from the inside, and an old family member with gray hair and beard, stretching his waist and rubbing his loose sleepy eyes, walked out, without looking at the prime minister standing in front of the door, and said to himself: "Who are you?" Don't you know that my lord won't see guests after dinner? ”

Hearing this, Zu Donglai was stunned again, he had hardly dealt with Yang Bozheng in so many years, how did he know when Yang Bozheng would meet guests and when he would not see guests? But he is a dignified Zaisuke, how can he not be treated so slowly by a family member!

So Zu Donglai was stunned for a moment, and after that, he shook the prestige of the prime minister, and scolded angrily: "Bastard, is this what your master taught you?" I don't look at who the old man is, so he speaks foul language, which is really presumptuous! ”

The servant didn't buy it, stretched out his hand and pushed Zu Donglai, and scolded back: "There is no famous thorn, how does Lao Tzu know who you are?" ”

Zu Donglai came to his senses at this time, and it is reasonable to bring a prayer post to visit someone else's house, but as the prime minister of the dynasty, only others have come to worship him, where is the time for him to visit others? And in order to facilitate the conversation, it was evening again, and he came in civilian clothes today. Although Yang Bozheng is the secretary of the Qingshui Yamen Rite Department, he is also a second-grade master, and his students are not 1,000, but 800, and others have always come to visit him.

Secretly sulking, Zu Donglai said in a deep voice: "You go to report to your family, just say that the first-class Zhongyi Bo Shangshu left servant and subordinate Lang Zu Dong came to see!" ”

The servant shook his head and said, "Your official name is too long, I can't remember it, just tell me your name, what's your name?" ”

"Zu Donglai!" There was obvious anger in the Prime Minister's tone.

"Got it! You're waiting here! I'll report to you! The old family turned around listlessly and said, "But my master just burned a pillar of incense, saying that he wanted to retreat!" I'm afraid you're waiting! ”

Zu Donglai was so angry that he wanted to laugh, and said angrily: "Bastard minion, why don't you hurry up and pass the word, what kind of wife's tongue is chewing?" ”

"Okay, okay, okay. I'm a bastard, you're not a bastard, right? As the old family spoke, he turned around and entered the door, and slammed the thick door shut again, and the flying dust on the door pounced on Zu Donglai's face.

After a long while, Zu Donglai felt that his legs were numb, and only then did he hear the door squeak and open again, Yang Bozheng was wearing a bright white brocade shirt, and walked out quickly, and said with a smile: "Zu Xiang, rare guest, really rare guest, what kind of wind brought you here today?" It really makes the humble house shine! ”

Zu Donglai rubbed his teeth, and said half-smiling, half-smiling, half-smiling: "Uncle Zong, can you still say that it is a cold house here?" I'm afraid that the entire capital can't find a second mansion of this style, right? ”

Yang Bozheng is also an old fox who has been an official for many years, how could he not hear the sarcasm in Zu Donglai's tone? But he deliberately pretended not to understand, but smiled hahaha and said, "The ancestor is too polite. Yang is old, and his mental strength is not as good as before, and he has no intention of spending on these things for a long time, so the mansion is a little shabby, which makes Xiang Gongjian smile......"

The two of them fought for a while before letting each other in.

Zu Donglai didn't mention the insult he was by the porter before (as a dignified prime minister, he was insulted by a porter, and if he complained to the master again, there would be no place to put his face. If you suffer a loss, you will complain to the adults, that is what children do, not the prime minister's belly! )。

Zu Donglai didn't mention it, and Yang Bozheng was even more willing to pretend that he didn't know......

Zu Donglai followed Yang Bozheng and walked through the deep courtyard. Yang Bozheng's mansion is more than twice as large as his prime minister's mansion, walking through the quiet path in the mansion, Zu Donglai looks at it, it is full of strange flowers and plants, and strange stones stand in a forest......

Along the way, Zu Donglai became more and more frightened the more he looked. He is also a person who likes to decorate the courtyard, and he still has a bit of a count in his mind about what things cost. At this moment, he had already seen that without three or five hundred thousand taels of silver, this courtyard would not be able to be built like this at all. And this is only the courtyard, what if you go to the main hall? Zu Donglai didn't dare to imagine it, but he felt extremely relieved in his heart. As long as Yang Bozheng likes yellow and white things, he can buy them, but it is nothing more than a matter of price.

Walking to the living room, the two gave in again, and then walked in side by side.

Zu Dong came into the living room, and after looking around for a week, his brows furrowed even tighter. He gasped and shook his head slightly. This living room is really luxurious, although it has been night, but this hall is as bright as day, and there is no smell of candles, Zu Donglai raised his head only to find that at the top of the hall, there are a large six small seven night pearls.

The jewels emitted by the night pearl, Zu Donglai was a little dazzled, and at the same time made him feel a little dizzy, this Yang Bozheng's family background is too thick, if he wants to buy such a person, he really doesn't dare to think about this price.

After the two of them sat down, Yang Bozheng smiled lightly and said, "It's hard for the ancestor to get me here, I don't know what happened today?" You actually ran over yourself? ”

Zu Donglai stroked his beard, looked at Yang Bozheng who was sitting steadily, and pondered for a while before he said in a deep voice: "Brother Haoduan (Yang Bozheng's words), you and I are not strangers, so I won't be polite to you." Coming here today, there is really a very important thing to discuss with my brother! ”

Yang Bozheng's eyebrows jumped again and again, Zu Donglai was the head of the hundred officials, and he had always been used to being arrogant, when had he ever been so polite to himself? Just rushed to him with this attitude, thinking that things are not trivial, is it really related to the master?

Although there were turbulent waves in his heart, Yang Bo didn't show a single bit on his face, but just said lightly: "The ancestor is polite, if you have anything to say, you just have to say it clearly!" ”

"Hey! The older I get, the more confused I get! Zu Donglai sighed, pretending to be sad and said: "I think that day, the first emperor and the first prince passed away one after another, for the stability of this great Qianjiang and mountains and society, we must immediately let the new monarch ascend the throne, I thought that among the living princes, Li Guanqi is the oldest, and he has always been more loyal, so I ......"

"Do you mean that you have made it up today? Are you a false herald? Rao is a good temper that Yang Bozheng has been working on for many years, but he still couldn't suppress his impulse, and blurted out.