Wu De appeared in the courtyard.

Hearing the noise at the door, he walked over, and upon seeing that it was Jing Zhe, he subconsciously took a step back.

What brings you here?

Jing Zhe walked inside, not forgetting to say to the gatekeeper, "What did I tell you? We know each other, and I really did hit him."

Wu De: ...

Gatekeeper: ...

"Hey, what do you want? Who let you in?"

Wu De quickly chased after him, angrily saying.

He truly hated Jing Zhe. If it weren't for him, his father would still be the prefect of Jingzhou, and wouldn't have had so much time at home to watch over him and beat him…

He hadn't left the house in a long time and really wanted to cry.

"I've come to see your grandfather."

"To see my grandfather?"

"hold head high."

Jing Zhe pointed to the things in Hanhan's hands and said with a smile, "Wasn't Minister Wu injured? I just happened to bring some things to express my condolences!"

"..."

Wu De glanced at the long strip of meat that Hanhan was carrying, and it seemed vaguely familiar…

"You bastard! I told you to stay inside, who told you to come out again?"

The voices grew louder as they approached, and the next moment, Wu Yong, carrying a broom, appeared in Jing Zhe's line of sight.

"Dad, I just came out to relieve myself, I'll be right back!"

After saying that, Wu De ignored Jing Zhe and ran away quickly.

Looking at his back, Jing Zhe suddenly felt extremely sorry for him.

But why am I so happy?

"Huh... what are you doing here?"

Upon seeing Jing Zhe, Wu Yong asked the same question as his son.

"You don't do anything productive all day, all you do is chatter. Are you trying to drive me crazy?!"

Before Jing Zhe could answer, Wu Xianyong's voice came from inside the room, though it was somewhat hoarse and high-pitched...

Good heavens, you've mastered that divine skill?

Jing Zhe shook his head, lost in thought.

"Dad, look!"

Wu Yong pointed at Jing Zhe and said.

"you…"

Upon seeing Jing Zhe, Wu Xianyong was filled with surprise and shock.

The encounter at the hunting grounds the day before yesterday became his nightmare. Especially after being castrated, he felt both regret and hatred. He regretted that Jing Zhe had told him to leave but he insisted on staying there. He also hated Jing Zhe, thinking that if he hadn't used that weapon, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

Upon returning home, he shut himself away from visitors, not even allowing his two sons into the house. Only his wife knew about his castration.

After two days of rest, he was gradually able to get out of bed.

Suddenly seeing Jing Zhe, he felt another sharp pain in his groin.

"What...are you here for?"

At this moment, the women in the family heard the noise and came to the front yard. Wu Xianyong was angry but also a little guilty, afraid that Jing Zhe would tell them everything.

"I came to visit Minister Wu, and I happened to bring some things with me. I hope Minister Wu won't find them offensive!"

Following the direction of his finger, Wu Xianyong saw the various long whips that Hanhan was carrying, and his groin hurt even more.

"I'm fine, I don't need you to look at me, you can leave now!"

Having already bought the whip, Wu Xianyong was afraid that he would stay any longer and told him what was going on, so he quickly asked him to leave!

"Minister Wu, please don't be anxious! I'm not here in a private capacity, but in my capacity as the president of the Da'an Daily!"

"Da'an Newspaper? The editor-in-chief?"

Wu Xianyong has been staying at home and refusing visitors for the past two days, and he has not attended court. He is completely unaware of what happened in court yesterday. His second son, Wu Mou, only found out today, but he has not yet had time to go home and tell him.

"Yes, His Majesty has created a new official position for me. The unused courtyard behind the Imperial Academy now belongs to the Da'an Newspaper Office, and the former Grand Secretary of the Baohe Academy and the unaffiliated Grand Secretary in the courtyard are now under my jurisdiction!"

After hearing his explanation, Wu Xianyong remained silent, but Wu Yong, who was standing to the side, asked, "What about his official rank?"

"From the fifth rank!"

Jing Zhe looked up, his face full of pride.

"..."

Wu Yong's expression was somewhat amused.

He made such a great contribution, but in the end he was only given a minor official position of the fifth rank. It seems that Emperor An didn't treat him very well!

Although he was currently without official position and in a worse situation than Jing Zhe, he felt much better after hearing that Jing Zhe was also having a hard time.

Jing Zhe ignored him and first explained the basic framework and work summary of the newspaper. Then he said, "Our newspaper's main job is publicity. Once the first issue is published, it will definitely receive a sensational response. Therefore, many civil and military officials in the court are scrambling to get on the first issue. However, after thinking it over, I have decided to leave such a good opportunity to Vice Minister Wu!"

"..."

Wu Xianyong frowned, but didn't speak immediately.

According to Jing Zhe, this is indeed a good opportunity.

But...would he really give it to him?

He beat up his daughter, grandson, son, and grandchildren, and even he himself became... so he was a little skeptical.

“Minister Wu certainly won’t believe it. To be honest, I didn’t really want to give it to you, but after hearing what your grandson said, I thought of coming to see you and conduct an interview.”

Jing Zhe began preparing to dig a pit.

"My grandson?"

Wu Xianyong frowned and pondered, and immediately realized who the grandson he was talking about was. Who else could it be but the idle Grand Secretary Wu Pin?

He knew his own grandson best; Wu Pin was even more muddle-headed than Wu De. He had a vague feeling that something was wrong: "What did he say?"

"I asked him if you were feeling better, why you hadn't been to court for two days, and if you were impotent. He said you couldn't get an erection in bed. I thought to myself, if you can't get an erection, that's no good either, so I came to see you."

"..."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression turned strange.

I have a feeling that this inability to get an erection... seems to be more than just a simple issue...

Upon hearing this, Wu Xianyong felt even more pain in his groin.

His face flushed red, and he angrily said, "Don't make baseless accusations and slander my innocence! I know what kind of person my grandson is; he would never say such a thing. Stop trying to sow discord!"

"Huh? Sowing discord?"

Jing Zhe looked bewildered and said, "But what I said is true. Minister Wu's face was pale and he didn't attend court. He must still be recovering from his injuries. He just lay in bed this morning and didn't want to get up. That's understandable. Your grandson is right. I didn't slander anyone!"

"..."

It turns out that what he meant by "can't get an erection" was not the same as what he thought...

And most others probably share this idea.

Seeing everyone remain silent, Jing Zhe suddenly slapped his thigh, as if he had just realized something, and said, "Oh, I understand now. Minister Wu, you don't think I meant—you can't get an erection, do you?"

As the pain in his groin returned, Wu Xianyong's face flushed red again.

But Jing Zhe had no intention of letting him off the hook, so he said with a smile, "Minister Wu, I can understand why you think that way. After all, you really did lose your erection the day before yesterday, so it's normal that you can't get an erection. You don't need to worry about it too much!"

"..."

Jing Zhe spoke with a warm and gentle expression, and if one did not listen to the content of his words, one would really think that he was advising someone.

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