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

Chapter 57 Where's My Conch Meat?

Zhao Wujiang ignored Doctor Yushi's sarcasm, and sat down with Wang Yifang.

His eyes were a bit cold, not aimed at Dr. Yushi, in his eyes, Dr. Yushi was just a barking dog.

A dog that really bites does not bark.

When he boarded the painting boat, he noticed a cold gaze, which followed him as he walked through the screen, and didn't disappear until he sat down just now.

Zhao Wujiang looked back, his expression thoughtful.

Wang Yifang followed Zhao Wujiang's gaze, and found nothing, only screens blocking his sight, but he could see Zhao Wujiang's dignified expression, and his heart also quietly raised his vigilance.

Doctor Yushi stroked his beard, his old face was full of complacency, in his opinion, he had the upper hand in the verbal confrontation just now, even though Zhao Wujiang did not speak.

The beautiful maids kept walking, and soon, all the dishes were served.

The Minister of Rites has the highest official position, and he invites everyone to raise their glasses.

"Thank you, colleagues, the imperial examination has been completed."

As the boss of the Ministry of Rites, from the preparation of the imperial examination to the end, the stone in his heart was really dropped.

Although he still has regrets in his heart, the real culprit who killed Chen De and silenced him has not been caught yet.

On the dinner table, there are all kinds of treasures from land and water from all over the world.

Doctor Yushi was about to hold his chopsticks, Zhao Wujiang made a gesture of invitation, and said with a smile:

"Censor, eat!"

The action of the doctor Yushi clamping his chopsticks froze, and he remembered the night of "when you meet meat, you eat meat, and the censor eats shit".

The self-satisfaction on his face was gone in an instant.

The vulgar doctor Yushi snorted coldly in his heart, and kept comforting himself, then picked up a piece of dried fish with eight treasures, put it in his mouth and tasted it carefully, his whole person exudes elegance.

The Minister of Rites continued to invite everyone to toast, and after a few rounds of wine, everyone talked more.

"Master Zhao, I have offended you a lot before."

The servant of the official department turned red, he didn't know whether it was the smell of alcohol or something else, he got up and filled Zhao Wujiang with wine, and took the initiative to salute Zhao Wujiang with a glass.

The Minister of the Ministry of Officials has already figured out that Zhao Wujiang is highly valued by the emperor, so he must be promoted very quickly, and soon equal to or even surpass his own rank.

In addition, Zhao Wujiang has a good relationship with Xinke Zhuangyuan Lang, and the Minister of Rites is also kind to him, and even went to pick him up in person just now, due to various reasons, he came to a conclusion.

Zhao Wujiang, you can only make friends and not make enemies!
Zhao Wujiang returned a cup with a slight smile, which was considered a response.One less enemy is always good.

"Brother..." Wang Yifang winked at Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang looked and found that Wang Yifang was tossing around with a gentle and round conch, he couldn't get the meat out no matter what, so he asked Zhao Wujiang for help.

Zhao Wujiang took the snail, concentrated his strength in his hand, and directly crushed the shell to reveal the tender meat, Wang Yifang was dumbfounded.

"Master Zhao is very strong." The Minister of Rites boasted that he also wanted to eat.

The vulgar censor thought to himself, he also picked up a snail, picked out the tender meat inside with a tool, and then asked the maid to cut into pieces of white and tender meat.

He picked up a piece of tender meat and put it in his mouth. The snail meat was sweet, tender and juicy. With a satisfied expression, he closed his eyes and tasted it carefully.

When he heard Zhao Wujiang say "yours, yours, and yours, and this.", accompanied by the sound of crushing a conch, he shook his head even more in his heart, calling it extremely vulgar.

After tasting a piece of snail in his mouth, the doctor Yushi felt his taste buds explode, and wanted to have another piece. He opened his small copper bell eyes and found that the faces of the other people were all smiling, thinking that they should be convinced by him just now. elegance.

He looked at his dinner plate, the porcelain plate was clean and empty.

"Where's my snail meat?" He exclaimed.

"Oh, we just saw that you closed your eyes and rested your mind, Doctor Yu Shi, and thought you had a bad appetite, so we ate for you." Wang Yifang teased.

Doctor Yu Shi stretched out his hand, opened his mouth, but was speechless.

"Come on, my brothers, keep drinking!" The Minister of Rites didn't bother to talk to him, so he changed the subject.

For a while, Doctor Yushi's old face turned greener...

(End of this chapter)