Quickly wear! Bind to the scumbag transformation system

Prime Minister, thank you?

Yan Kuan was really surprised.

Could it be that Xie Jueyuan is Prime Minister Xie Lian?

Hezhou is just a small place in the remote border area, thousands of miles away from the capital. Although it is isolated from the outside world, people have heard of this famous name.

There may be people in Dai Viet who don’t know the emperor’s name, but they will know the emperor’s father, the extremely powerful Prime Minister Xie Lian.

If he had not turned the tide and governed the country with severe punishments when the new emperor ascended the throne, the Di Rong in Xijing would have annexed Dai Viet long ago.

Could that child be the emperor?

Yan Kuan suddenly felt that he had missed a great opportunity to reach the heaven.

Thinking of Xie Lian, they had met once in their previous life, but at that time she could only hear his voice but didn't see his face.

Thanks to him, he was spared from being assassinated. At that moment, Yan Kuan felt that he had made the right decision to save him yesterday.

Before Zhang Zhe came, he secretly drank two ounces of horse urine, which made Yan Kuan feel disgusted. He chuckled and said:

"Do you know the background of Prime Minister Xie?"

Background? This was the first time Yan Kuan heard about this. He had only heard people outside praise how great Xie Lian was, but never knew where he came from. He became interested:

"you say?"

Zhang Zhe spoke without hesitation: "He is the youngest son of Xie Zifeng, the most famous general of Dai Viet back then. He is the son who is least like him."

He burped and continued speaking with a hint of Chinese medicine:

"He looks prettier than a woman. He doesn't look like a general's son at all. Instead, he looks like, like..."

He said with a lewd smile: "I just wonder if his body is softer than a woman's? I was lucky enough to see him outside the imperial city when I went to the capital. I still think about it now, tut tut..."

Yan Kuan clenched his fists when he heard this. He felt a surge of anger that came from nowhere. He could not help but speak even though he knew the other party was more senior than him:

"You're not a fucking old sow wearing a bra, one set after another. Without him, Dai Viet might have been destroyed by now, you wretched scum,

Your penis is not big at all. No wonder your wife and concubine are cheating on you. You are a coward. You just talk nonsense. If you have the guts, go to the battlefield.

You spend all day in bed with women, I wish you will never have an erection in your next life, or the next life after that..."

Yan Kuan became more and more excited as he cursed, and he almost forgot where he was.

Zhang Zhe looked at the passers-by around him, and the ladies on the top floor of Yilan Garden who were watching the fun and covering their mouths with their hands while laughing, and his face turned red:

"Yan Kuan, you are looking for death!"

As he said this, he rushed towards Yan Kuan like a meat bomb.

Just like a slow-motion shot, Yan Kuan didn't even look at it and just gave him a spinning kick, sending him flying three meters away.

It's not that he is not skilled enough, but this thing is too heavy. If you use 30% of your strength, you have to be at least five meters away.

Just as he was about to curse again, a cold and familiar voice came from behind:

"What are you doing?"

Yan Kuan and Zhang Zhe looked back and saw Xie Lian's tall figure standing with his hands behind his back, as if he had been standing there for a long time.

The two men knelt down hurriedly and saluted, especially Zhang Zhe, who looked very funny as he trembled and shook his fat body.

Xie Lian’s gaze was like an icicle hanging over his head, pricking Zhang Zhe so much that he became incontinent.

He peed and defecated in public.

It was so damn rude! Yan Kuan quickly moved two steps away.

Suddenly he noticed Xie Lian glancing in his direction, and he quickly lowered his head.

He is not a mysophobe, but he will never tolerate this bastard. It's not a bird. It's a lack of morals to open the gate just because I say so.

Xie Lian pointed with his chin, and the sword-wielding guards behind him stepped forward and dragged Zhang Zhe away like a dead dog.

He didn't look at Yan Kuan, and walked into Yilan Garden with the officials.

Yan Kuan wiped the sweat from his forehead. Although he was younger than him, he had great authority.

Yan Kuan followed him into the banquet hall at the end. Xie Lian was still dressed in white, but he had a silver and gold gauze on the outside, which made him look very noble.

With a jade crown in her hair and a face as beautiful as jade, all the girls in Yilan Garden were stunned and even the wine in their cups overflowed.

After he nodded, everyone took their seats. Yan Kuan sat at the last seat, brainstorming with his head down. Two days ago, the two of them had eaten wontons at the same table, so why did he feel so awkward now?

Xie Lian's eyes looked dim in the dim light, making it hard to tell what he was thinking. Several officials beside him fawned on him one by one, but Yan Kuan felt that his gaze was always on him.

He was so depressed that he didn't even dare to raise his head. He didn't offend him, he saved him, treated his illness and reduced his fever, he should at least be friendly!

The prefect spoke attentively beside Xie Lian:

"I'm sorry to offend you, Prime Minister. The conditions in Hezhou are limited. Please bear with me."

Xie Lian shook his sleeves, raised his hand to let him stand up, and said lazily: "No problem."

He glanced around and asked, "Are all the local officials of Hezhou here?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Kuan raised his head and replied: "The magistrate Cheng Yong is not feeling well and cannot get out of bed, so he asked me to come in his place. I am a servant of the government office, Yan Kuan."

Xie Lian sneered when he heard this, “Why, if he can’t come, why don’t you just send a bailiff to get rid of me?”

The meaning of these words was obvious. The officials at the table had been in the officialdom for many years and they immediately understood that the Prime Minister was dissatisfied and was targeting Yan Kuan:

"Okay, what does Cheng Yong mean by letting a small yamen runner take your place? He really doesn't take our Prime Minister seriously."

"That's right. You are so bold that you actually came here like this. Do you know the rules? Do you think you can sit at the Prime Minister's table?"

Except for Zhang Zhe and Cheng Yong who had just been removed from office, the other two county magistrates of the four counties in Hezhou started cursing. Yan Kuan was confused. Who had he offended?

If I had known earlier, I would not have spoken up for him outside. What a liar and scumbag Xie Jueyuan is!

"003 electrocute him, he is a scumbag"

[Host, I am bound to you. To me, you are the worst scumbag.]

"Would you like to hear what you're saying?"

Yan Kuan felt that Mercury was in retrograde today, so he decided to take a roundabout route. He stood up and bowed:

"It's all my fault, please forgive me, sir."

I am not asking for your punishment, but for your forgiveness. Xie Lian raised his eyebrows, feeling that Yan Kuan was very cunning, and said in a sarcastic tone:

"Since you are here, forget it. However, didn't your parents teach you the rules of banquets?"

Xie Lian wanted to vent his anger by making things difficult for Yan Kuan for not knowing the rules. He and Yan Kuan already had a big grudge against each other.

That day, he woke up from a high fever in the inn. He lay in bed and seemed to be able to feel the heat from the person next to him. The guards definitely didn't dare to sleep next to him. He asked indirectly and found out that the guy was invited to treat him that night.

He actually woke up in a trance in the middle of the night, but he couldn't see the face of the person next to him clearly, and his body was so heavy that he couldn't move. If he remembered correctly, the two of them were...

Looking at the person standing opposite him, Xie Lian turned the wine glass in his hand, his eyes deep.

Killing would never be enough to calm the anger in his heart.

When Yan Kuan heard the "banquet rules that I had taught him", he immediately thought of Cheng Yong's words, and his mind became clear:

"My Lord has taught me, this is just a small gift, please accept it, Prime Minister."

As he said this, he presented his gift.