The boss always wants me to die [Quick Transmigration]

9527 didn't talk nonsense, and immediately stopped moving after hearing Chen Wenyao's words. Chen Wenyao only heard a cold voice in his mind: "Start the search mode."

After two seconds.

"The search is complete."

Chen Wenyao immediately looked hopefully at 9527,9527, [-] flapped his ears, and said leisurely: "The master of the Northern Bingzhou met a group of robbers on the way to Beijing. They left behind the finances and the beauty. The finances were to be handed over to His Majesty, and the beauty was the concubine of the Lord Shaozhou. The men and horses brought here were not jealous, and in the end they beat the robbers to the point of crying, wishing they could go back into their fucking womb, so——they were late."

"Then when will they arrive?" Chen Wenyao asked the question he was most concerned about.

"Well! It's as little as a stick of incense, and as much as half an hour."

Half an hour is an hour, and now Chen Wenyao's mind is full of another hour of exposure to the sun...

God! ! ! T_T I choose death--

"Can you cover the sun with clouds?" Chen Wenyao asked weakly.

"Well! It's theoretically possible, but—"

"But what?" Chen Wenyao looked at it hesitantly.

"It's possible in theory, but not in practice." 9527 said innocently, "I haven't opened this permission yet."

Oh shit! ! (╯° °)╯︵┻━┻

In any case, just as Chen Wenyao and the others were feeling dizzy, the belated Lord Shaozhou finally arrived!

Master Shaozhou was sweating on his brow, but it didn't affect his gentle and elegant demeanor in the slightest. He talked eloquently, "This must be the youngest prime minister of the Daxin Kingdom, Mr. Chen?"

Chen Wenyao also smiled like a spring breeze: "Where is it? It's just that His Majesty is more lenient to the selection conditions of the courtiers. The master of the Shaozhou is exhausted, and the truth is that everything has been prepared for the master of the Shaozhou. We only need to wait for the master of the Shaozhou to stay."

"Then thank you, Prime Minister."

Chen Wenyao waved his hand humbly, put his foot on the horse's step, and prepared to step on the horse with a very chic posture.

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Chen Wenyao said again and again, "I don't believe it anymore, I still can't make it up?" Chen Wenyao murmured in a low voice.

"My lord," the Lord Shaozhou gently held the prime minister's crotch. Chen Wenyao felt his whole body lighten up. Once he regained consciousness, he was sitting firmly on the horse. "Be careful." heart smile.

A small official surrounded by the prime minister frowned unknown, his eyes turned back and forth between Chen Wenyao and the master of Shaozhou.

Chen Wenyao laughed, "Thank you, Master Shaozhou, then we will start our journey now."

"It's so good." Master Shaozhou nodded with a smile, the sweat on his head still couldn't hide his handsome appearance.

Chen Wenyao was riding a fine horse, and secretly asked 9527: "Stupid 9, why do you think he is smiling at me?"

9527 chattered: "The so-called impermanence must have a demon, if there is nothing to be courteous, if it is adultery..."

"Okay, okay!" Chen Wenyao quickly stopped, "You can think so far on a simple matter!"

9527 curled his lips, and closed his mouth unwillingly.

After being sent to the envoy, he went to the palace to recover his life. Chen Wenyao went home, took a cold shower, changed into light clothes, and felt refreshed.

Putting a bamboo chair under the tree, listening to the cicadas calling, the maids were blowing the wind slowly with painting fans in their hands. Chen Wenyao let out a pleasant sigh and was about to write a poem when he caught a glimpse of the front yard from the corner of his eye. A piece of sleeve flashed by.

"Who's there?" Chen Wenyao pushed away the maid beside him, and said seriously, "Could it be that there was a thief at home?! Come here—"

"Don't, don't—" Chen Wenhao had no choice but to stand up, and said with a bitter face, "Brother, it's me."