It's a big deal!

Yu Qian looked around but couldn't see the problem.

'Maybe it's my illusion.' He

looked at Xu Yanmiao again, and was about to speak with a confident smile, but the next moment he saw the expression on Xu Yanmiao's face, his smile froze.

Why did he feel... Xu Lang seemed to have become much colder when he looked at him?

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Xu Yanmiao was indeed very disgusted with Yu Qian for using this as a bargaining chip.

[What kind of person is this! The teacher has already done his duty, but this person is not grateful, and he is also spreading rumors everywhere.]

[And sweets? The teacher just likes - eh? I don't like sweets?]

Xu ​​Yanmiao's eyes flickered slightly.

The virtual hand transformed by his thoughts was eager to drag the progress bar.

[I'll just take a look! 】

【Hahahahaha——】

【Hahahahahahahaha——】

Laughter suddenly burst out. The emperor and his ministers

of Daxia started to think wildly. 'He doesn't like sweets but still buys them. Could it be that... he is using them to pursue the female elder of Yu Shilang, such as his own mother——Now he should actually call the master daddy? ! ' '

Or, the master collects sweets to please others, and that person is also the one Yu Shilang wants to please. Yu Shilang was a step late and has been regretting it, but who was a step ahead of him? '

'No, no, no, I think it's...'

[The teacher bought sweets to reward students. The students in your class were disruptive in class and made a fuss after class. The provincial examination questions that he carefully studied for you were thrown aside. He was upset when he saw you. Of course, he didn't enjoy the treatment

of being fed sweets! ] [But other classes can get cakes and candied fruits from the teacher every day! ]

[Only your class, Yu Qianshilang's class——]

[This is really the worst class I have ever taught! ]

"Puchi——"

Lian Hang lowered his head and laughed, biting his lips hard to prevent himself from laughing out loud.

Only a pair of shoulders shook.

Sorry, sorry, he didn't want to laugh, but a story of "love and hatred" and "revenge" suddenly turned into a teaching assistant story of "rewarding my favorite student with a candy". The contrast was too great, and he couldn't control himself. Does

Yu Qian know that he is not liked by the teacher? Hahahahahahahaha——

*

Yu Qian didn't know.

But he knew that his shoulder was held down by a strong hand.

Turning his head, he saw the deputy governor of the Central Army with a sly smile: "I just heard that you think men who eat sweets are Mr. Rabbit?"

[Oh no! ]

[Retribution in this life! ]

Yu Qian looked at the deputy governor of the Central Army in horror and tried to argue: "I just..."

Then, he felt as if his feet were hanging in the air.

The former Minister Yu's pupils were dizzy: "You! What do you want to do!"

The deputy commander of the Central Army said nothing, relying on his tall and strong body, and directly carried the former Minister Yu away. The former Minister Yu struggled, and his outer robe half slid and dragged on the ground, like a very funny mouse tail.

Along the way, wherever he passed by, the officials in the capital silently covered their eyes.

- Especially those who love sweets.

"How miserable!"

The Minister of War sighed and adjusted his sitting posture.

Well, this is just convenient to see outside from the window, watching the generals fight is really stress-relieving.

What's wrong with liking to eat sweets!

Humph!

*

Not long after the former Minister Yu was dragged out, the protagonist, Prime Minister Dou, finally entered the scene.

It was getting late, and pine oil torches were lit outside, as if to light up the garden into daylight.

The eighty-year-old man picked up the rice bowl and ate with a smile. He greeted people while eating. He could even call out the names of many retired colleagues -

"Su Ziguang, have you been swimming recently? Are you too lazy to go? How can you do that? Aren't you afraid that your old cold legs will hurt you to death!"

"Someone, move the light closer so that our Fifth Bachelor can see the dishes on the table clearly - look at you, the Fifth Bachelor, why do you insist on doing it yourself? Just let the servants serve you!"

"Lu Huangque, why are you not chattering at this banquet? Hahaha, yes, I'm old - but the chicken tongue soup you mentioned is really good. I drink a bowl every morning. It's a pity that I'm old and my teeth can't bite meat anymore, so the chicken can only be thrown away."

[Huh? Is there? 】

Prime Minister Dou calmly cut the soft stewed meat dumplings in his bowl, pretending that he was deaf.

——The emperor's grace was so great that he had not yet removed his position and official seal. He would not be able to resign completely until after his 80th birthday.

Everyone who was called by Prime Minister Dou bowed in return without haste, and some even exchanged a few words, making the scene much more lively.

Prime Minister Dou was calling the roll, and some strong men came in, cleared a space in the center of the hall, and began to put some things on it.

——You can tell at a glance that it was arranged in advance.

When Prime Minister Dou finished calling the roll, the things were set up, a sheep was pulled up and its three legs were tied, and then a strong man came in with a knife and bowed to the officials.

Others didn't realize what was wrong yet, and still asked with a smile: "What is the Prime Minister doing! Is there going to be another drama now--"

The last word was quickly broken.

Because the warrior cut the sheep's throat with one knife, and then cut a hole on the hind leg of the sheep that was not tied up. The leg kicked and struggled, blood flowed down, and the fishy smell was everywhere.

The sheep died after bleeding. Then a wooden stick was poked into the hole, tearing open the air hole, holding the sheep leg with the hand, and blowing hard at the air hole with the mouth.

The dead sheep swelled up quickly, kicking its four hooves towards the sky.

Many officials were so frightened that they subconsciously took two steps back.

What the hell is going on!

Even Xu Yanmiao turned his head subconsciously, with a look of reluctance on his face.

Only Prime Minister Dou was still eating the meat paste, and he smiled and said, "Why did you make room for this? What's the hurry? We have just started to skin the sheep, and the mutton will have to wait a while before it can be cut onto your plates."

As Prime Minister Dou spoke, the warrior turned the sharp knife in his hand over, held it upside down, aimed it at the lower part of the sheep's chest and used force to poke it, making a half-foot-long cut. Then he drew the knife aside and picked up the two front legs of the sheep with both hands.

First from the front legs, to the neck, to the shoulders.

Then from the hind legs, to the hips, to the tail.

The sheepskin was peeled off like taking off clothes, with a "squeak", the whole piece of skin was peeled off. The whole process took less than a quarter of an hour, and it was done with ease and in one go.

Many of the guests turned pale, and some even stood up and ran to the corner, holding a spittoon and began to spit.

The Fifth Former Scholar, who was mocked by Prime Minister Dou as the Fifth Stubborn Donkey, stood up suddenly, his eyes fixed on the subject: "Dou Shanbai, what are you crazy about!"

Prime Minister Dou tilted his head and laughed: "Fifth Stubborn Donkey, don't you like this? I thought you - or many people here, would be happy to see this skill."

If the Fifth Former Scholar could always hear Xu Yanmiao's inner voice, I'm afraid he would have to repeat a sentence he learned from him at this moment -

you are crazy!!!

At this moment, the door slammed shut.

Many people's hearts also jumped.

The fifth former scholar wanted to stand on the windowsill and look down at Prime Minister Dou, wanting to see him from head to toe to see if he was real or fake.

Even if he didn't do that, his face was still full of excitement: "Dou Shanbai, what do you want to do?"

Prime Minister Dou didn't even look at him, but looked at Lu Huangque and smiled: "Is this chicken tongue soup delicious?"

Lu Huangque covered his stomach, his face pale. He couldn't express his anger to Prime Minister Dou - he was the one who vomited on the spot when facing the sheepskin peeling scene before.

The blood and flesh in his stomach seemed to be surging up against his esophagus, so he didn't have the energy to answer Prime Minister Dou.

Prime Minister Dou went on to talk to himself, "It is indeed delicious. How could there be only one chicken tongue in a bowl of soup? You had to kill more than a dozen chickens, and your family can't eat that much. You, Lu Huangque, would not share your meat with the common people. You wouldn't give your family's stuff to outsiders, even if it meant filling a ditch with soil."

Prime Minister Dou sighed, "One bowl of chicken tongue soup a day, how many chickens do you kill in a month? The stinky ditch in the backyard would have been piled up into a small hill."

Lu Huangque had vomited frequently before, and now his palms were full of sweat, which he covered his clothes with wet and sticky sweat.

He stared at Prime Minister Dou, with surprise and disbelief in his eyes: "Just because of this, you use the sheepskin to hate me?!"

He also wanted to shout: "Dou Shanbai! Are you sick?"

Prime Minister Dou looked at the fifth former scholar: "Stubborn donkey, why are you angry? Your eyesight is not good, and you can't see the blood."

The fifth former scholar laughed angrily: "My eyes are not good, not my nose. After my eyes were not good, my nose became better. I almost got sent away just now!"

Prime Minister Dou: "Then why didn't they send you away directly?"

The fifth former scholar was stunned: "What?" After thinking for a while, he asked hesitantly: "Prime Minister, when did we become enemies?"

Prime Minister Dou seemed to glance at him, and said slowly: "You have poor eyesight and you ride a horse. Not long after you retired, you rode your horse and trampled on other people's fields."

The fifth former scholar: "?"

"Just for such a small matter, you deliberately hate me?"

"Dou Shanbai! Are you sick?"

- Eh? I seem to have heard this somewhere?

Seeing that Prime Minister Dou's eyes were already on him, Su Ziguang interrupted him: "Prime Minister, for the sake of our past friendship, please tell me what you want to do." The

dead sheep was still bloated and its limbs were tilted upside down. The blood filled every inch of the air in the room. The torch was reflected on the window paper. Prime Minister Dou did not hide it: "Of course, I will report what you have done to His Majesty."

A group of retired officials: "???"

"Are you really crazy?!"

What if such a thing is reported?

Lu Huangque mocked: "You, Dou Shanbai, don't you think you are a righteous army? What are you going to punish us for? Whipping? I eat more than ten chicken tongues every day, what law does that violate?"

Prime Minister Dou: "It really doesn't matter, but you must have done more than this. Although I don't know what you have done in the local area, someone will know."

When these words came out, many retired officials were stunned.

What do you mean someone will know?

The eyes of the Beijing officials have been vaguely glancing at someone in the room.

Prime Minister Dou was also looking at him.

And that person was "in a daze".

*

Prime Minister Dou knew that person was not in a daze, he was activating a magic weapon.

"Xu Yanmiao..."

Prime Minister Dou murmured the name, and the blood in his body seemed to be rushing.

Before Xu Yanmiao came, he had never thought of doing such a thing. Yes, most officials will become local tyrants after retirement, but what does this have to do with him - it's as if he doesn't need to retire.

Why didn't anyone tell the emperor?

Because the emperor didn't retire, but the officials did! If the emperor was told how ridiculous the officials' lives were after retirement, and what strategies the emperor had come up with to avoid such things, what would those officials who haven't retired do? They

finally retired, and they won't live for a few more years, so they are not allowed to have fun?

But now it's different. Bai Ze may pay attention to your family anytime and anywhere. What if someone in your family does something that will affect the entire family... hehe.

It's better to just put it in a desperate situation and then survive.

Send a big gift package of imprisonment to the "old friends", and then, other officials - mainly his Dou family, will naturally not dare to be local tyrants after retirement.

As he thought about it, Prime Minister Dou smiled unconsciously. He

had been deliberately extravagant since two months ago, and had repeatedly written to retired officials to describe his extravagant behavior. Then, for his 80th birthday, he made a big fuss and deliberately spread the word that he had not invited His Majesty.

——Why didn't I invite them? Of course, it was because I wanted to have a great time.

Then, I sent a letter to invite these retired officials to come and celebrate his birthday, and I also sent a menu with the letter. When they saw the prime minister who was about to retire, the banquet included food from all over the world, from the northernmost Liao ginseng to the southernmost dried shells and jade pillars, from the most precious shark tendons to the most exotic phoenix fetuses, from three hundred roasted lamb tongues and roasted deer tongues to a whole goose without bones...

and the tableware was made of seven treasures (gold, silver, colored glaze, crystal, jade, red pearls, and amber).

Who would not think that Dou Qing was one of their kind after seeing all this?

Who could have thought that this was an exquisitely crafted trap?

They came with their gorgeous clothes, luxurious horse harnesses, and exquisite carriages, which attracted the curiosity and attention of the divine beast.

Pile after pile, piece after piece, ring after ring, buckle after buckle.

Prime Minister Dou stroked his beard with some pride.

How about it, still as sharp as ever?

[What the hell? ! ]

[These people touched the public land specially prepared by the old emperor to rent to the landless poor? ! ]

[One person took more than a thousand acres? ! ]

[After taking it, he rented it to the poor at a high rent? ]

Prime Minister Dou's hands trembled, and he pulled his beard and gasped again.

He originally thought that these people would just grab the land and collect taxes secretly, how dare they even dare to take the public land -

"Knock that guy out!!!"

An official screamed out of control.

Prime Minister, what kind of magic weapon are you borrowing! This is going to be exposed to the sky!!!