Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 319 Worship Master Zhao as Teacher
"Look at Mr. Hou's wrinkled face. Don't you find it strange that Mr. Zhao is called Mr. Zhao at an age?"

"The master is a teacher. In the old days, Zhongni even worshiped children as teachers. Mr. Zhao is young and promising, so what's wrong with Mr. Hou asking him to be his teacher?"

"I have to sigh, it has to be Master Zhao Wujiang, with such a poetic talent, he is worthy of being the chief poet of the Tang Dynasty.

Under his guidance, even Master Hou has recited poems of this level."

"I also want to worship Mr. Zhao as my teacher!"

"And I!"

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Zhao Wujiang hugged Xiao Miaomiao tightly, felt the eyes of wolves and tigers all around, and coughed dryly.

Xiao Miaomiao put her arms around Zhao Wujiang's neck, listened to everyone's words, looked at their burning eyes, she pouted and shouted: "This is Miaomiao's master, you are not allowed to snatch it!"

Lin Ruhai shook his head and laughed loudly. Looking at the dumbfounded Hou Shanye, he stepped forward and patted Hou Shanye's shoulder, sighing:

"I blamed you in the past, but I didn't expect you, Hou Shanye, to turn your back on you and worship Mr. Zhao as your teacher. I have to say that this is the most correct thing you have ever done in your life!

I have to say that this is the greatest luck in your life. "

"That's right. I really didn't expect, good karma, you're hiding something deep."

"Could it be that you are against us, and everything is arranged by Mr. Zhao?"

"Mo Yuanji, after you served as Minister of the Ministry of Rites, you became transparent, and you discovered all of this.

Thinking about it carefully, this is the illusion that Mr. Zhao is creating factional struggles in the court. First, it is to activate the atmosphere of the court and prevent it from becoming a stagnant pool. Second, it is a secret work to confuse other countries that there may be my Tang Dynasty. is high. "

Minister of the Ministry of War and Minister of Rites also echoed Lin Ruhai, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and put forward their own opinions one after another.

"Even the half-body and half-hundred people of Lord Hou can worship Lord Zhao, so can we."

Some of the candidates waiting for the test expressed emotion again. A bald young candidate looked excited, and he patted the indifferent white hair next to him:

"My virtuous brother, you don't need to be sad when you are young with gray hair. You have to be like Master Hou and worship under Master Zhao. With Master Zhao's superb medical skills, you will surely be able to cure your youthful gray hair and return your hair to be as beautiful as mine! "

Chaos kept a straight face, looking at the bald head in front of him, and the murderous intent in his heart quietly rose uncontrollably. He took a deep breath and kept telling himself that he was a good person.

The surroundings are lively and noisy, but this excitement seems to have nothing to do with Hou Shanye.

He stood there blankly with a bitter face, as if struck by lightning, he didn't move for a long time.

"Look quickly, Mr. Hou has a bitter face, what's wrong?"

"Are you stupid? You don't need to ask. It must be that we all have to worship Mr. Zhao as our teacher. We are afraid of losing Mr. Zhao's teaching."

Hou Shanye's heart twitched, wishing to punch the gifted scholar and beautiful woman who spoke, he struggled to raise the corners of his mouth and smiled, trying to tell everyone that this was not the case.

"Lord Hou laughed again, it's so weird."

"It's you who can worship Mr. Zhao as a teacher. Are you smiling?"

"Nonsense, it's me. Not only do I want to laugh, but I also want to burn incense to worship our ancestors. But, do you think that Mr. Hou's smile is a bit far-fetched, uglier than crying?"

"Huh? Let me think about it, it seems so."

"What could be the reason? Could it be possible?"

"I think you're thinking too much. Is there a possibility that Mr. Hou is ugly?"

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Thousands of horses are galloping in Hou Shanye's heart, and ten thousand horses have forty thousand hooves, trampling his heart fiercely, he wants to cry but has no tears, he can't refute.

Once you refute, you are deceiving people before you tell them yourself.

He can only accept, he can only maintain an ugly smile, frozen in

Candidate Chunwei enters the arena, and the gifted scholars and beauties who are relatives and friends wait outside.

Zhao Wujiang naturally became the focus of everyone's eyes, and people kept coming forward to chat and seek knowledge.

Su Huayi was mixed in the crowd, still the same as last year, wearing a long apricot yellow dress, blue hair like waterfalls, with a smile on her pretty face, gentle and pleasant.

"Master Zhao." She gave a slight blessing, and directly stated the reason for her visit:

"Grandpa has been back for a few days, and I would like to invite Mr. Zhao to the Su residence for a briefing."

Zhao Wujiang nodded, General Su Dingfang wiped out the Western Turks, chased Ashina Helu to Shida Kingdom, and now he returned, he didn't understand many details of this battle and some things that worried him.

Usually, he was busy with many things, so he didn't have time to go. Now that General Su took the initiative to invite him, and just as he had nothing to do recently, he nodded and agreed.

Regarding this battle, although the Western Turks were defeated, according to the battle report, Ashina Helu was saved, which means that Miaomiao's portrait is very likely to be leaked by Ashina Helu.

Su Mansion in the east of the city.

It has been a year since Zhao Wujiang came to the Su Mansion last time to see a doctor for General Su Dingfang.

The old butler of the Su Mansion enthusiastically led the way and led Zhao Wujiang into the living room.

He was deeply impressed by this handsome young man. Not only did he heal his master's old illness, but he was also a minister in the court, and his reputation spread far and wide.

Zhao Wujiang took Xiao Miaomiao's hand and sat down together. On the main seat was Su Dingfang who hadn't seen him for a long time.

His white hair is still the same, and the wrinkles on his face are as deep as trenches. Instead of relying on his military exploits or relying on his old age, he smiled sincerely:

"Lord Zhao, I haven't seen you for a long time, and Lang Yi is still the same as before."

"The same is true of Mr. Su, with the same demeanor."

Zhao Wujiang cupped his hands.

"Two days ago, I heard that Empress Wu dismissed Mr. Zhao from your position as minister, and felt that something was inappropriate and unfair.

But Mr. Zhao, you have no objection at all, which really surprised the old man, and the old man was quite puzzled, so I took this opportunity to talk about it. "Su Dingfang signaled Su Huayi to pour wine for Zhao Wujiang:
"Firstly, I am worried about the reason and your recent situation, Mr. Zhao, and secondly, I wonder if there is anything I can help you with."

Zhao Wujiang cured his old illness, he was very grateful, and always kept it in his heart, and hearing Zhao Wujiang's reviled edict made him feel a pity for the talent.

"Thank you, Miss Huayi." Zhao Wujiang took a sip from the wine glass and said with a smile:

"I also need to be more concerned about General Su, but there is no need to worry about it. The edict to dispense with Shang Shuling is my suggestion to the empress."

"You?" Su Dingfang's deep eyes widened in surprise, "Why?"

Su Huayi also lightly covered her red lips, she couldn't believe it, how could she make any suggestion of her own to belittle her.

Zhao Wujiang drank the wine in his glass and smiled casually. Su Dingfang asked about this matter, and for him, it was less troublesome.

On the road to Wu Meiniang's ascension to the throne, he needs the support of a general like Su Dingfang. He originally had the idea of ​​lobbying Su Dingfang.

Now that the matter has come to this point, he has pushed the boat along the way and expressed his intentions.

After listening, Su Dingfang drank three glasses of wine and remained silent.

"General Su, you are a veteran, and you have fought in all directions for the Tang Dynasty. It is also appropriate to call you the God of War in the Tang Dynasty."

(End of this chapter)