But there is no limit to how idle one can be; clearly, the Minister of Works underestimated the extent of the Vice Minister of Works' leisure.
[Old Cheng, you have no sportsmanship! You wash your face with milk every day, and your skincare routine takes two hours. Other people find washing their face and applying snake oil cream too much trouble. Look at how chapped Old Shen's face is! And you're comparing yourself to him? Isn't that bullying?!]
Cheng Gonghuan and Shen Congliang happened to be sitting next to each other. They glanced at each other. One saw a well-maintained face that was still delicate despite having a large mole, while the other saw a rough, cracked face with dry skin.
A gust of wind blew, and a few pieces of dry skin on his face were blown off, fluttering and falling into the dish in front of Cheng Gonghuan.
vomit!
The exquisite pig-like Vice Minister of Works couldn't take it anymore. Why was God torturing him like this? If he had done something wrong, please send down a bolt of lightning to kill me instead of making him eat food mixed with the dried skin of his colleagues!
Shen Congliang was disliked, but he felt he hadn't done anything wrong. What decent man is all greasy and powdered? So the Vice Minister of Works who washes his face with milk and even does skincare and facelifts is definitely not proper!
Thinking this, he deliberately rubbed his face vigorously, letting the wind carry away more dry skin to send to the Vice Minister of Works. Heh heh, disgust you! You sissy!
The others at the table, well... they didn't need to be like that. They glanced resentfully at the various dishes on the table and went to vomit with the Vice Minister of Works.
I wonder how much they ate just now! Just thinking about it makes my stomach churn.
[Hahaha! Lao Cheng, does he know you ranked Old Chen last? Let me see your reasoning... Oh, you said his face is covered in wrinkles like dry tree bark, the kind that's been eaten by worms! But, an old man like him can't be all skin and bones, right? Oh, so ranking him last doesn't seem so bad...]
He can understand saying it's dry tree bark, but Cheng Gonghuan, can you explain to me what you mean by "it's been eaten by insects"?
The old man, Minister of Works, was grinding his teeth so hard that the Minister of Revenue next to him was afraid he would break his dentures.
At the next table, Cheng Gonghuan's small eyes were filled with tears as he looked at the old couple, the Marquis of Changxing. "Can't you control your child? Are you trying to kill us all?"
The old couple, Marquis Changxing and his wife, smiled awkwardly. Marquis Changxing quickly sent his attendants to join the search for the messenger.
At this moment, the prince, who had finished his business and rushed over to see which brave man would dare to marry Chuanwen, paused before even reaching the banquet, because he saw Chuanwen behind a grove of bamboo in the corner.
Chuan Wen was sneakily peering towards the banquet, while Zheng Yan behind him had a dark face, as if someone owed him a lot of money.
Zheng Yan saw the Crown Prince, and although his face darkened, he still bowed respectfully. Chuan Wen, engrossed in his gossip, hadn't even reacted when he heard the name "Crown Prince." "Ah? Old Chen is on the list, so the Crown Prince should be too. Let me see what rank he is... uh... the Crown Prince only managed thirty-eighth place... Old Cheng, I believe you're upright!"
Crown Prince: What list?
Why did he, who was skilled in both academics and martial arts, only manage to get thirty-eighth place?
[The Crown Prince?]
After reading the post, I belatedly realized, "Why do I feel a chill down my spine?"
Looking back, I thought, "Oh dear, isn't this a coincidence? We were just talking about you..."
Chuanwen showed no embarrassment or guilt, revealing a standard eight-tooth smile, "Greetings, Your Highness."
The Crown Prince gently gritted his teeth. When it comes to mental fortitude, Chuanwen is definitely second to none!
Then, laughing, he asked, "Why are you hiding here?"
[Well... I can't exactly say I want to remind my brother to raise his hand against Er Gou's marriage proposal, can I? After all, she's too beautiful, and I can't bring myself to say no...]
Chuan Wen glanced towards the banquet area. [Huh?! When did my brother start drinking and chatting with Er Gou? Weren't they just at loggerheads a moment ago?]
Chuanwu and Ergou exchanged a glance, smiled knowingly, poured each other a glass of wine, and said nothing more—it was all in the wine!
The Crown Prince was completely bewildered. What did this letter mean? Did she not agree? Uh... it sounded like she did agree, but it didn't seem genuine. Hmm... it seemed like she was blinded by lust. Well... she probably deserved it, right? Haha!
Before Chuanwen could think of an excuse, he saw the Crown Prince's expression change several times, from confusion to bewilderment to happiness. Chuanwen was speechless. What was going on?
"By the way, Your Highness, weren't you busy with factory matters? How come you have some free time?"
Chuanwen, realizing he hadn't seen the Crown Prince for many days, couldn't help but ask.
"Today is your happy day, I had to come and see you no matter how busy I was."
The post reads: "Are we that close?"
The crown prince suppressed a twitch at the corner of his mouth and had the guards behind him present a congratulatory gift—a delicate little box, the contents of which remained a mystery.
Chuanwen took the box and opened it. Inside lay a hairpin made entirely of crimson jade, clearly of the highest quality. A delicate plum blossom was carved at the end of the hairpin, its beauty exquisite and perfectly suited to Chuanwen's flamboyant personality.
Seeing that Chuanwen liked it very much, the Crown Prince suppressed the twitching at the corner of his mouth and put on a smile. "It's good that you like it. I'll go in and see who dares to propose marriage to you."
A happy message: ......
[How can you talk like that? My public image has always been that of a well-behaved and sensible person! Don't say such ambiguous things, okay? I could sue you for spreading rumors!]
The Crown Prince, who had already started walking towards the banquet, smiled even more broadly. "Yes, yes, yes, your outward appearance is that of a well-behaved and sensible person, but the key is that we can see into your inner self, hahaha! Do you even have an inner self?"
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