The ministers looked at him again with suspicion, seeing that the seat was still empty, and wanting to believe that it was true.

Suddenly, someone remembered that he had been absent for eight years because of a stroke, so he patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, "Brother, it doesn't feel good to lie on the couch for eight years!" ”

Sima Ji: ???

He listened in a daze.

When the man saw his reaction, he only felt that he hadn't seen them for eight years, and his expression was unnatural at first sight, so he sympathized with him even more, and even his eyes changed.

"Dude, it's not easy to get better, congratulations."

Why did one or two of them say he was sick?

Sima Ji was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses and began to ask, "What disease do I have?" ”

The man refused to admit it because he was afraid that others would know about it.

"Dude, don't hide it, we all know it. Your body is not tough, I will take care of you more in the future, after all, we are classmates, and we can be regarded as classmates. ”

Sima Ji was confused.

Under his constant questioning, the man spoke, "Isn't it a stroke?" It's not a contagious disease, so what's there to be embarrassed to say? Isn't it something to be ashamed of? It's not that I said, in addition to me, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty also know about this, who else do you want to hide? ”

Sima Ji thought of yesterday's Wenxiang Building, Li Changjin also used his stroke to mock him for "lying on the corpse", his face instantly darkened, and a layer of low air pressure was shrouded around him.

"Don't listen to people's nonsense, the old man is good, he is strong, he eats fragrantly, he can eat and sleep, and his spirit is great, where does he look like a sick person?"

Sima Ji stretched out his arm and twisted his waist, wanting to prove that he was not sick, but because his movement was too big, he self-defeatingly pulled the wound on his back, and he breathed in pain.

The ministers stared at his ruined body, listening to his "strong body", their eyes were inexplicable.

Sima Ji looked at the eyes around him, and became more and more strange and puzzled.

Finally, one person still spoke out to explain to Sima Ji: "What Jiang Xiang said on a blind date is still false? ”

What did the teacher say personally?

Sima Ji hurriedly inquired about the situation at that time.

If it weren't for the teacher covering him up, the demon girl would have found a reasonable reason to punish him!

In his heart, he secretly scolded the demon ** for being dangerous and cunning, but he could only break his silver teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

"Yes, yes, Jiang Xiang is right, the old man did suffer a stroke and was bedridden, and he only got better a little today."

"No, for fear of delaying the government, the old man can only drag this broken body to the court."

The teacher relieved him of the siege for a while, Sima Ji was very grateful, and said in his heart that even if he died, he would finish making it up, otherwise not only would the teacher's reputation be damaged, but his reputation would also be lost.

Gritting his teeth, he cheekily continued: "Please take care of you in the future!" ”

He who is not sick must also be said to be sick.

The ministers said: "It is necessary! Shangshu went to the court with illness, such a loyal and patriotic person, rare in the country, and now Nanyang lacks loyal ministers like you, who will you help? ”

Sima Ji was moved, and he called the rest of the ministers brothers, no problem.

However, a quarter of an hour later, he was slapped in the face.

Although the eldest princess Li Changjin did not go to the court on time, she also arrived at the court, and the ministers had long been accustomed to this, so they didn't say anything.

However, Sima Ji doesn't know!

Seeing that Li Changjin was intact and unharmed, he was stunned!

Isn't yesterday's one the eldest princess?

It took a long time to come back to his senses, his eyes dimmed, and it seemed that the assassination attempt yesterday had failed.

After thinking for a while, he walked out of the court column in two or three steps and saluted, "Your Royal Highness Princess, the minister has something to do." ”

He is secretly proud, he didn't kill you in the assassination yesterday, and it's your fate. Today, you yourself are too late to complain about anyone, and you will be ruthlessly involved in front of the ministers, and you will dare to be so arrogant in the future??

Li Changjin glanced down and saw that it was Sima Ji, and sneered in his heart.