The Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel had a blank expression...
A room where someone died?
The emperor smiled and thought to himself that the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel was a really good sleeper. He slept so soundly last night that even a ghost couldn't wake him up!
belch!
The Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel choked on the steamed bun in his mouth and let out a loud burp!
"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you!"
The emperor, with a half-smile, spoke to the Vice Minister of Personnel. The Vice Minister suppressed his tearful expression and forced a smile, saying, "Yes, yes..."
His smile was more like a grimace than a cry, causing the other officials to suppress their laughter.
Last night, because the emperor couldn't sleep because he was disturbed by the snoring of the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, Zhao Dajia who grew up in a temple and was not afraid of anything, and the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel who had a particularly good sleep quality, almost all the officials did not sleep well and all looked more or less haggard.
At first, they were puzzled to see the Vice Minister of Personnel in such good spirits, but it turned out that the Vice Minister of Personnel didn't even know that the room he was staying in was the room where the dead man lived!
Thinking about all this, they couldn't help but prick up their ears again, wanting to hear if Chuanwen would still reveal the ghost story. Before long, Chuanwen's thoughts came through.
[Huh? Turns out there were no ghosts, just a mouse infestation. The dark figures people saw in the middle of the night were just guests getting up in the middle of the night. Sigh! What a waste of time!]
Chuanwen took a bite of the steamed bun. "Tofu filling? Mmm! Delicious!"
Chuan Wen was showing off his steamed buns. The Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel was stunned for a moment, then breathed a huge sigh of relief. He said, "My goodness, can you not take such long breaths when you speak? Can't you just say everything at once?"
Although the emperor and others did not react as strongly as the vice minister of the Ministry of Personnel, they breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that it was not a ghost after they had not slept well all night!
However, everyone secretly glanced at Chuanwen's side. What's with that regretful tone? Still expecting? You don't actually expect a ghost to appear, do you?!
Thinking about Chuanwen's past behavior, the group wiped the thin layer of sweat from their foreheads, and their determination to stay away from this oddball Chuanwen in the future was strengthened once again.
Unlike the other officials who wanted to distance themselves from Chuanwen, the emperor smiled, quite proudly thinking, "As expected of Chuanwen, he fears neither gods nor ghosts! He's a man destined for great things!"
Looking at the various expressions on everyone's faces, and then at Chuanwen who was focused on showing off his steamed buns, Marquis Changxing sighed deeply. "Alas, my granddaughter is too powerful. What should I do?"
Chuanrui, who was drinking porridge, gave his wife a look that seemed to say, "See? I told you so! She wanted to catch one to play with!"
Xu Yan: ......
After breakfast, the group continued their journey, but the emperor instructed Xu Wuyou to remind the innkeeper to catch some mice.
Chuanwen still rode in the same carriage as his parents, but when he got in, the Vice Minister of Revenue passed by Xu Wuyou and greeted him, "Old Deng, you've had a long journey!"
Sizzle!
Chuanwen had already stepped onto the carriage with one foot, and was about to step on with the other when the Vice Minister of Revenue shouted "Old Deng!" which almost made her miss her step!
Chuanwen staggered onto the carriage. The Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, who was behind the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, walked by with a burp. As he passed by, he wondered, "Huh? Xu Wuyou's nickname is Lao Deng? That's quite unique!"
Xu Wuyou's lips twitched as he looked at the Vice Minister of Revenue, wanting to ask, "Sir, do you know what 'Old Deng' means before you shout it?"
Seeing that Xu Wuyou's expression was off, the Vice Minister of Revenue was puzzled. He couldn't even get close to him anymore. Then he heard Chuanwen's inner voice: [Old Deng? The Vice Minister of Revenue calls Xu Wuyou "Old Deng"? Is the Vice Minister of Revenue also a time traveler?!]
Wearing, time travel?
The Vice Minister of Revenue was a bit confused. What did that mean? Wasn't Lao Deng Xu Wuyou's nickname?
The Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, who was burping as he boarded the carriage, was expressionless. Oh, so Lao Deng isn't Xu Wuyou's nickname?
Xu Wuyou gave the Vice Minister of Revenue a look that said, "You'll understand what I mean!"
The Vice Minister of Revenue boarded the carriage with trembling legs, and all he heard along the way were various voices of doubt that Chuanwen was a time traveler.
[That shouldn't be the case, it doesn't look like it!]
[Aren't time travelers usually young, handsome, and beautiful? I've never seen someone so old and ugly time travel!]
[By the way, was the Vice Minister of Revenue reincarnated like me, or did he arrive halfway through his life?]
I need to go ask when they'll be parking!
The elderly and ugly Vice Minister of Revenue was already sweating profusely as he listened!
After finally getting off the carriage at noon, the Vice Minister of Revenue was met with a glare from the Emperor as soon as he stepped off, making his legs even weaker.
Fearing that a messenger would come looking for him, he immediately went into the sorghum field by the roadside as soon as he got out of the car. Although it was stuffy and hot inside and flies were buzzing around his ears, the Vice Minister of Revenue preferred to suffer there rather than go out.
Just as he was sighing in exasperation, the Vice Minister of Revenue suddenly realized that Chuanwen, who had been breathing fresh air by the carriage, was gone. He immediately looked around but could not find Chuanwen anywhere!
Just as the Vice Minister of Revenue was peeking out to look for someone, Chuanwen suddenly appeared in front of him. "Lord Yang, if you don't come out soon, we're about to set off!"
Chuanwen's sudden appearance startled the Vice Minister of Revenue, who fell to the ground with a thud, stammering, "Y-you, you, how did you get here!"
"Lord Yang, are you alright?"
Chuanwen came along the edge of the sorghum field, which was a blind spot in the Ministry of Revenue's line of sight, so he couldn't find Chuanwen no matter how hard he looked.
At this moment, Chuanwen saw that the Vice Minister of Revenue was sweating profusely from the sorghum field, but his face was particularly pale, so he asked him with concern.
The Vice Minister of Revenue wiped his sweat, thinking to himself, "If you hadn't come, I would have been fine!" He clutched his stomach, groaning in pain, and burrowed into the sorghum field, saying to Chuanwen, "I think I ate something bad, ouch, my stomach hurts!"
But before she could slip out two steps, Chuanwen, who had squeezed in, grabbed her and said, "Let your stomach wait a minute, I have something to ask you!"
"I can't wait any longer!"
Chuanwen, quick as a flash, darted in front of the fleeing Vice Minister of Revenue and whispered, "Odd changes, even doesn't?"
Then he looked expectantly at the Vice Minister of Revenue. The Vice Minister of Revenue: Ah?
He had expected Chuanwen to ask him if he was a time traveler, but he was surprised to be asked this question, leaving the Vice Minister of Revenue somewhat bewildered.
Seeing the bewildered Vice Minister of Revenue, Chuanwen's expectation gradually faded. [Don't know? Not a time traveler? Then what's with "Old Deng"? Does such a term exist here? ...Maybe it does, but it doesn't mean "old rogue" in modern terms; it's probably a compliment. Otherwise, the Vice Minister of Revenue wouldn't call Xu Wuyou "Old Deng"!]
Chuanwen released the Vice Minister of Revenue, telling him to hurry up and deal with his stomachache, while she disappointedly crawled out of the sorghum field.
The Vice Minister of Revenue chuckled dryly, a dry laugh that sounded like the words "old, old rogue"...
Chuanwen walked out of the sorghum field and saw the Vice Minister of Works in front of the carriage caravan. He greeted him, "Old Deng, are you having some water?"
puff--!
The water sprayed by the Vice Minister of Works created a rainbow in the sunlight, causing him to cough repeatedly.
They all heard Chuanwen's thoughts in the sorghum field just now. So, when Chuanwen calls himself "Old Deng," is he calling himself an "old rogue"?
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