The big fat pig outside howled for a long time, and finally fell silent.
[So they were about to kill the pig, but it ran away before they knew it.]
[Tsk, what tree are you running to when there are so many places for you to run to, pig?]
Shen Zhiyi was still bothered by this, but she quickly put it aside in view of the gossip that she had not yet finished reading.
[After hearing what the chief priest said, the mother of the official in charge of the Ministry of Works was shamefully moved.]
[You are so moved that you have already burrowed into the ground and have not yet enjoyed all the glory and wealth. ]
Shen Zhiyi curled his lips.
[Because the child was not her own, but was born to someone she hated, Peng had been treating the village chief badly since he was young.]
The Deputy Director of the Ministry of Works looked at the village chief with a look of extreme guilt.
But it fell into the eyes of the village chief.
He silently took a few steps back and hugged himself.
He remembered that some dignitaries seemed to like men.
This can’t be the one in front of me.
The Yuwenlang of the Ministry of Works had no idea that he was misunderstood. Looking at the other person's frightened eyes, he felt sad.
It should have been him who received the best education, not him.
"you……"
"Bang!"
The village chief suddenly knelt down and kowtowed madly to the official in charge of the Ministry of Works.
"Sir, I have an eighty-year-old mother."
[Uh, I've been burrowing in the ground for years.]
"There is a three-year-old child crying for food."
[Uh, your youngest son has become a virgin.]
"And a wife lying in a hospital bed."
[Uh, your wife is still sleeping right now, don’t you realize it!!!]
The expressions of the old emperor and court officials present became quite subtle.
The official in charge of the Ministry of Industry was stunned: "Why are you telling me this?"
"ah?"
【Hahahaha, he thinks you like him. 】
A row of black lines appeared on the face of the Minister of Works.
"You're overthinking it. We, we came here this time just to teach you how to make down jackets. Do you have ducks at home?"
"Ah? Yes!"
Seeing that the official was not interested in him, the village chief became interested and enthusiastically invited everyone to go to his yard to see the ducks he raised.
The people from the Ministry of Works asked the village chief to gather all the villagers.
I started by teaching in person until I had thoroughly learned how to make down jackets.
[I didn't expect this libation to have so many melons. ]
The official from the Ministry of Works who was giving the lecture froze all over.
[Good fellow, a substitution and a double kill! ]
[The biological mother of Gongbu Yuanwailang...]
The Deputy Director of the Ministry of Works put down his work and almost put his ear close to Shen Zhiyi's mouth.
Why don't you say anything?
What happened to his biological mother?
If possible, he hoped his biological mother would be nicer to his half-brother.
Because the wife of the chief priest treated him very well.
The official from the Ministry of Works, feeling deeply guilty, grasped his sleeves nervously.
The wait became extraordinarily long, and Shen Zhiyi seemed fascinated.
The official from the Ministry of Works swallowed hard and couldn't help asking the young village chief.
"You, uh, are, that."
The village chief was speechless for a moment, but when he thought about this pair of unruly villagers, he was able to explain patiently.
This is a good official.
"Sir, if you have something to say, just say it."
The official from the Ministry of Works smiled awkwardly.
"I just want to ask your mother..."
"Oh." The village chief waved his hand nonchalantly, "He has been dead for a long time."
"Fifteen years ago, my mother went out to meet an old friend. On her way back, she was robbed and killed. Fortunately, she was able to be buried intact."
[What robbers? They were clearly people hired by the chief priest himself.]
The courtiers present: !!!
Zhang Sheren, whose heart was shattered into pieces: No, I don’t believe it!
[At that time, the biological mother of the Gongbu Yuanwailang, Mrs. Peng, waited until she was old and her eyesight was blurry. As a result, the position of Jijiu became higher and higher, and her reputation among scholars also grew. Although his wife lay in bed for many years, she was still hanging on to her last breath. ]
[After waiting for decades, Peng could no longer bear it and found the chief priest. ]
Shen Zhiyi sneered.
[In order to appease the emotional Mrs. Peng, the chief priest said that his wife did not have much time left and that he would let her marry next week at the latest.]
[Ms. Peng, ah, first of all, men's words cannot be trusted. Secondly, your thoughts were not right from the beginning. Thirdly, you are a little stupid.]
【He was tricked back by the chief priest with just a few words. 】
[But this time, the chief priest did not intend to let Peng, the time bomb, go, so he arranged for someone to kill him on his way back.]
The court officials present were devastated.
The old emperor never expected that the chief priest, who was quite prestigious among the scholars of the world, would be such a scum.
Just as everyone was sighing, a few words suddenly came out of Shen Zhiyi’s mind.
【This is a kill! 】
Oh boy, there’s more!
That’s right, just now Shen Zhiyi said that Jijiu tried to kill two people.
[Just before, Jijiu still had one kill, but now he has completed two kills. ]
The official in charge of the Ministry of Works was startled.
[The reason why Jijiu's wife was bedridden for years was because Jijiu had given her a chronic poison. Jijiu didn't want his wife to be awake all day long, as this might cause her to discover some of the things he had done.]
[Now that his wife has died, the chief priest can announce to the public that his wife died of illness, then pretend to cry, show the world how loving the couple is, create an image of himself as a good man, and then spread the poems he had written in advance.]
【yue! 】
Shen Zhiyi rolled his eyes.
[What a disgusting person! When I think about the fact that scholars all over the world have to write poems and articles to praise him, I feel like vomiting even more.]
The old emperor cleared his throat.
Chen Decai knew what the old emperor was going to say.
He pretended to speak in a low voice in front of the old emperor.
The old emperor's acting skills exploded.
"The wife of the chief priest has left?"
"We have to go over and take a look. After all, this priest is half my teacher."
The old emperor stood up from his chair and left a group of people from the Ministry of Works to continue teaching, while the others headed towards the residence of the chief priest in a grand manner.
Before leaving, the Yuwailang of the Ministry of Works forcibly dragged the village chief away.
Village Chief: ??? Kidnapped? Or did you fall for him?
[The old emperor is really a good emperor who cherishes the old times. The chief priest actually just gave you a few calligraphy practice copies. Can he be considered half of your teacher? ]
Shen Zhiyi expressed that he did not understand but respected.
[It's so easy to be the old emperor's teacher. If I had known earlier, I would have thrown a calligraphy copybook to the old emperor, so that I would be half of the old emperor's teacher, ahahahaha.]
The old emperor pulled his beard in annoyance.
Isn't he just looking for an excuse to go over and have a good meeting with the Imperial College Priest!!!
【Wait, roo roo roo. 】
Shen Zhiyi rubbed his cheek.
[Interesting, really interesting.]
The ministers present: Shen Zhiyi, what good things have you seen again!
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