Chapter 321 Good Ministers and Loyal Ministers

The eighth was urgently summoned by the old man to have the affairs of the Internal Affairs Office. But not all, mainly for the buns.

Since the buns were packed into the palace, the old man felt that his hard days were coming, the buns really went to supervise the old man to lose weight, the meat can't be eaten, go for a walk every day, move more and be healthier, but the buns themselves are not reduced, he should still eat, drink, and deal with the old man is a set, what Eniang said, Huang Mafa is old, you can't eat so fat, you have to eat more vegetables, eat less meat, it's good to be the same as the dumplings......

The old man was read a lot, and began to look in the mirror every day, asking the people next to him, are you fat?

But Baozi's enthusiasm continued undiminished, and he finished reading in the morning. In the afternoon, I took the old man to play, saying that this is for sports. Basically, in fact, he has to play by himself, ride a horse, go to the forest with a fire gun to shoot birds, the old man has played for a few days but thinks it's quite fun, but no one does the work, who will approve the excerpt?

Don't go with buns? The old man felt that he couldn't bear to refuse the cute little face of the bun, mainly who is willing to get up earlier than the chicken and sleep later than the dog every day, who is not happy to enjoy it? The old man is often in a dilemma.

So Comrade Zhang Tingyu and Comrade Ma Qi began the miserable life of getting up earlier than the chicken and sleeping later than the dog. There are also some trivial things, the old man also scolded, and asked me for such a little thing, did you give me a good result?

Zhang Xiang and Ma Xiang became the filter, first go through the matter, get the important ones in front of the old man, put the others aside, and put the editors of the governors on the top, in case the old man has time, he can also take a look. They handled the other small things themselves, and it was done by informing the old man.

And so on for a while. The old man suddenly found that in fact, the world is really not impossible without him, so he was a little depressed, the old man has always thought of himself quite highly, and now let go, and he feels like he is a little ordinary again.

So the eighth became this punching bag, who asked him to put the buns out, the old man didn't think about scolding the buns at all, he always felt that the buns were respectful to themselves, and they were cute and filial children, and Xia Mo was even more, if he didn't care about himself, how could he let himself eat less meat, it looked like the eighth was not good, why didn't others dare to throw the child to his parents, so they used the palace as a nursery? It's too fatherless.

The second monk who was scolded was confused, and the old man scolded for a long time without any substance, and he didn't know why.

"Huang Ama, is Baozi in trouble again?" The old man drooped his head and asked with a long heart.

"Is there one?" There was a confused voice from behind Baozi. As soon as Lao Ba turned around, Baozi and Tuanzi stood behind him energetically.

"Hongwang (Hongxu) greets Huang Ma Fa!" Baozi saw that the old man looked at them, and he knelt down with the group, and said goodbye to the old man, and when it was lunch time, they came to the old man for dinner.

"Wake up, what did you read in the morning?" The old man immediately put on a smiling face, and he was so kind that he was about to catch up with this Maitreya Buddha. The eighth child is called a complaint, he came in the morning, and he has been punished for kneeling for a long time, these two stinky boys are here, and watching the old man change his face is faster than turning the book.

"The master has already talked about the "Historical Records", and the story is very good." Baozi replied happily, the old eight heads are lowered, the historical records let you listen to the story? The eighth wanted to cry.

"Yes, Baozi is so smart, I know how to listen to stories, well, apply what I have learned, it's good." The old man still went to Java partially.

"Amma, are you here to take us home after you've finished your vegetarian meal?" Baozi finally looked at his poor father, who was still kneeling on the ground.

"No, I'll go back to the mountains later." The eighth child was not angry with his son, so he originally wanted to take a look at the children by the way and then go back to the mountain. Now I've decided that I'll just look at the beef soup, well, and also look at the wowo.

"Oh, you'd better bring some meat to E-Niang! How uncomfortable is it to be vegetarian? Baozi squatted sympathetically on the side and said to the eighth.

The old man is about to cry, this kid knows that he feels sorry for his mother. Why don't you know that you feel sorry for yourself? I'm also a vegetarian.

Tuanzi saw the old man's distorted face, smiled, pulled the bun, the bun looked back at the old man, and hurriedly said, "Huang Mafa, how young you are now, how good your face is, besides, you are not a vegetarian, aren't we eating fish, shrimp, and lean dumplings?" ”

The old man nodded, what could he say, tell him that he doesn't like fish, he doesn't like shrimp, he loves meat?

The eighth child understands a little, the old man is controlled by the buns, and now he is angry with himself.

"You go to the mountains with me to eat vegetarian, what kind of child, only a few days to be fat like this?" The eighth pointed to the bun and roared.

"Am I fat?" Baozi jumped up like a cat with its tail stepped on, and rushed to the big diorama to look left and right, which was good. What a handsome guy!

"Amma lied. Master Ma, are buns fat? Baozi happened to see Ma Qi come in, and asked hurriedly.

"Ahh Wangbel grew just right, where was he fat. Ma Qi was stunned, and hurriedly bowed and smiled, only to see the eye knife shot by the old eight on the ground. Shrunk his head, honestly knelt down to the old man to say goodbye, and then handed over the fold he had just received.

It was a matter of urgency to send the excerpt in at lunchtime, and the old man was busy not smiling, so he took a look and threw it down. roared.

"Let him die, and he will be clean when he dies."

The eighth child's temperament is that it doesn't matter and hangs high, so even if he throws the fold in front of him, he doesn't even move, it's his own business.

The bun was different, he hurriedly jumped over, picked it up, saw that it didn't matter, and shook his head and read it out loud, and the eighth child couldn't do it, so he was forced to hear it.

is still the old master Wang, he is old, although the old man has treated him well and tolerated him all these years, but he always feels guilty about the abolition of the prince, and always feels that he has failed the grace of God, and he has not taught the prince well, and he has been complaining to himself.

Now the second master has done a good job in Taiwan, Taiwan has not caused trouble to the old man in recent years, but can send a lot of silver specialties to the hinterland, and the exchanges with the inland are becoming more and more warm, and there is no meaning of turning the people into outsiders at all.

Master Wang felt that he should remind the old man that the prince was good, but because the brothers pressed too hard before, he also cited the example of Tang Taizong, and by the way, the Wuzhou Rebellion......

"Amma, what is the Wuzhou Rebellion?" Baozi hasn't learned the "History of the Tang Dynasty" yet, so he stretched out his head and asked.

"It's your business, return the fold to Master Ma." Lao Ba pulled back the fold and gave it back to Ma Qi, feeling resentful in his heart, "Master Wang, I didn't offend you, when did you not forget to squeeze me?" ’

The one who is most afraid of his wife among brothers is himself, and Xia Mo also happened to give birth to four sons and one daughter. What this means is obvious. But there was no trace on his face, and it seemed as if it was none of his business at all.

Ma Qi didn't expect Lao Ba to react like this, so he smiled awkwardly and took back the fold.

Baozi shrugged his shoulders and said to Ma Qi, "Master Ma, you tell the adult who wrote the excerpt that Huang Marfa let him die is angry, not really let him die, let him take a hot bath, and when he comes back, he will tell Huang Marfa that he has died, and he wants to be a good minister, not a loyal minister!" ”

The eighth lay down, and he knew that it was better to hide than to let the bun shut up.

The old man was originally angry, but he was angry with the bun all of a sudden. Come on, I'm not angry, but I didn't forget to ask Baozi, "What are you talking nonsense again, isn't this teaching people to bully the king?" ”

"That's the story that Eniang said, you said." The bun waved his hand, and the dumpling was on.

"It is said that an emperor was angry with a minister one day, and he rushed out to let the minister die. But after saying that, the emperor regretted it, but the king didn't joke, and he was embarrassed to let the minister come back, but the minister came back wet after a while, saying that he jumped into the river and saw Dr. Qu Yuan, Dr. Qu Yuan said that he threw himself into the water because the king had no way, why did the minister have to jump into the river when he met Mingjun? The minister went on to say that he thought about it himself, and he couldn't ruin the emperor's reputation for the sake of a momentary anger, so he came back. In fact, the minister just took a hot bath. ”

"Clever words!" The old man rebuked, basically no king likes to hear stories of being teased by ministers.

"My mother said, in fact, the minister is also wrong, the emperor will die if he asks him to die? If the emperor really let him die, he would pull it out and cut it directly, but it was just a momentary angry talk, why did he have to fight with the emperor? I have to fake jumping into the river and arrange Dr. Qu Yuan! That is not the work of loyal and good ministers. My mother said, Dr. Qu Yuan, he was a country and a family, and he had no land to go, so he had to die, and the minister had a rich family, and he did this to smear the emperor's face, saying that the emperor was a Taoist monarch, but in fact, he was sarcastic that the emperor had no way and compared himself to Qu Yuan, so the ministers who forced each other to die were all heavy and light, stupider than pigs, no, pigs are very smart, and they can't insult pigs. My mother said......" Baozi nodded, saying that it was a smooth one. The eighth wants to hit the wall.

In fact, Xia Mo really didn't deliberately teach her son these messes, but one day Chun Yu took Bubu to the garden to play with them, it happened to be summer, so he was talking in the pavilion by the water, and Bubu suddenly said that he wanted to eat brown seeds. So from Brown Zi to May Day, from May Day to Qu Yuan, so Xia Mo remembered this story and told it to the children.

At that time, the eighth child was also there, so he asked why he was telling the children about this. Xia Mo said with a smile, everything must be flexible, she would really rather bend than bend, she would rather beat her sons to death at home first, than go out and be discounted. The eighth child thought it was right at the time, but now that the sons tell this story to the old man, it is not right. I really can't live this day.

"Beatitude is really clever and clever." Ma Qi is also sweating. What kind of mess is there in this Bafujin Sect, but there is one thing you can tell Wang Yan, don't beg for death at every turn, his death is to smear the old man's face, he is a good minister, and he is stupid for a loyal minister.

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