The boss always wants me to die [Quick Transmigration]

Chen Wenyao watched the familiar face turn and turn in front of his eyes, coupled with the friendly reminder from the other party, he finally remembered who this guy was.

"Why are you sneaking around?" Boss Chen Wenyao was upset, didn't you see that I was about to write a poem?

Chen Wenhao, who really didn't realize Chen Wenyao's poetic enthusiasm: "Brother, I didn't do anything, just... it was my mother who asked me to come to you."

"Oh?" Chen Wenyao nodded, and sat back on the bamboo chair, "What's the matter, mother?"

"It's nothing wrong," Chen Wenhao said in a calm manner, "It's just that I haven't seen you for a long time, and my mother and father miss you a little, so I sent me to ask you, do you have time to go back recently?"

The corners of Chen Wenyao's mouth twitched when he heard the words. These days, he went to court almost every day. The original owner's father was a minister, so it stands to reason that he also went to court every day. He met him every day, but he didn't say a word to him. Now he actually passed Chen Wenhao's mouth Tell yourself you miss me?

Forgive Chen Wenyao for not knowing which old man in the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty is his father.

In fact, you can ask 9527 about this kind of thing, but Chen Wenyao just didn't ask.

"Oh!" Chen Wenyao tapped his head, and suddenly realized: "It's been a long time since I visited my father and mother. Look at me, I'm so busy and confused. Well, I'll go back tomorrow."

Looking at Chen Wenhao's far away back, Chen Wenyao recalled that in his memory, Father Chen always reprimanded the original owner with a straight face, lacking in interest.

9527 added: "When the host was just born, a fortune teller predicted: This child is unlucky, and may become powerful when he grows up, but he is born rebellious, and there will be great disasters, which may bring trouble to the family. Therefore, Chen's father has never liked the host very much, even He once wanted to cut off the host's official career in order to keep the family safe. After the host helped the empress to ascend the throne, from the official position to the prime minister, Chen's father believed in the fortune teller back then, and has been intentionally or unintentionally distanced himself from the host."

"But blood and family relationship, how can you get rid of it if you want to?" Chen Wenyao sneered, "I think the original owner's eccentric temperament must have something to do with Chen's father. Father only dotes on his younger brother, but treats himself coldly. In other words, anyone would have a psychological problem!"

"Then you think what the original owner did was right?" 9527 asked abruptly.

"Of course—no!" Chen Wenyao said with a frown.

But it was said that Chen Wenhao left the prime minister's mansion, but did not go to the Shangshu's mansion. Instead, he turned around to the backyard of a brothel. The cleaning woman quietly opened a door for him, and looked around for a long time ghostly.

Without looking back, Chen Wenhao followed a servant into a room, only to see a person wearing a black robe and gauze cap, with a white beard and a whisk in his right hand. If it's not the eunuch Fu Lu, who is it?

There were two people standing next to him, one was the person who was standing in the restaurant with Chen Wenyao, and the other was the Zhou University scholar.

Standing in front of the three of them, Chen Wenhao gradually showed ecstasy on his face, the kind of complacency from the bottom of his heart made the three of them stunned at the same time.

Fu Lu looked up to the sky and laughed three times, then stared at Chen Wenhao and said, "Successful?"

Chen Wenhao nodded.

"Don't worry," the person who once stood with him in the restaurant patted him on the shoulder, "When Chen Wenyao steps down, the three of us will recommend you to be the next prime minister. With your family background and ability, it's more than enough, Mr. Zhou, Fu Eunuch Green, don’t you think so?”

Zhou Chengcheng stroked his beard and nodded, and exchanged a look with Fu Lu that only each other could understand.

For the next three days, Chen Wenyao, as the host, has been eating and drinking with the Shaozhou master in the capital, and it seems to outsiders that he is not at ease.

However, on the fourth day, a memorial of impeachment was sent to the empress. After reading it, the empress was furious and ordered the minister of the Dali Temple to arrest the prime minister immediately and search the prime minister's mansion. A pile of letters secretly communicated with Bei Bing, which vaguely described how to raise troops, how to initiate palace changes and so on.

According to folklore, the empress dropped a precious inkstone and several fine porcelains on the spot.

It seems that the prime minister is unable to turn over...

The people celebrated with their foreheads and hands, and rushed to tell them, wishing to see the respected Prime Minister at Caishikou tomorrow.

As the master, Chen Wenyao was sitting bitterly on the damp straw, looking at the musty-smelling food with a look of lovelessness.

As the saying goes, when people sit at home, disasters come from heaven.Chen Wenyao thinks it's really good. If he hadn't promised his Majesty to go and receive the Beibing Shaozhou Lord, how could he have worked so hard to stay with the Shaozhou Lord for the past three days? In this hot day, he would have gone home to enjoy the cool air. ?Well now, I've been charged with foreign treason.

Poor Chen Wenyao still doesn't know that there is a thief in the house...

9527: "Actually, the main reason why the Empress sent you to prison is that you found a secret correspondence with Bei Bing in your study."

Chen Wenyao was surprised: "How is it possible! I have never written to them! Could it be—"

9527's face was reddish purple.

"Could it be that the original owner wrote it, and the original owner has long wanted to usurp the throne?" Chen Wenyao continued to be surprised.

9527囧: "Actually, the letter is fake, it was put in by your brother secretly..."

"I knew it! I knew it!" Chen Wenyao patted his thigh, "By the way, why didn't you say it earlier, so that I won't be imprisoned."

9527 wraps himself silently, I won't tell you that I just discovered it too.

"No. 1!" The jailer held a fist-thick iron chain, opened the cell door with a key, and shouted, "The Minister of Dali Temple wants to interrogate you, why don't you come with me!"

Chen Wenyao looked at the thick iron chain, and felt that his small arms and legs couldn't stand its ravages, so he asked flatteringly, "This...brother, can we discuss it, I can't even run away , this... it's better to be exempted."

The jailer raised his eyebrows and scolded: "What nonsense! Don't think that you are still the prime minister. Your majesty has already decreed that you will no longer be the prime minister since the day you were imprisoned. Let alone you, even the emperor Relatives of the country, you have to stay honestly when you come here!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Chen Wenyao to refuse, he forcefully bound his hands and feet with iron chains.

Chen Wenyao only felt that his whole body weighed several tens of kilograms, and he staggered behind the jailer.

Walking to a place with a wide view, Chen Wenyao saw a large square table, a middle-aged man was sitting behind the table, and three people whose faces could not be seen stood in the shadow beside it.In addition, the surrounding walls are covered with all kinds of instruments of torture, some of which are even stained with blood.

Chen Wenyao's legs went limp immediately.

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