The boss always wants me to die [Quick Transmigration]

Three poles in the sun.

Chen Wenyao, who was dressed in a good-looking uniform and "unruly", was lazily lying on the couch. While enjoying the gentle breeze sent by the maids, he picked up a piece of delicate osmanthus cake and took a bite. He commented: "The noodles are too thick, not sweet enough, and flashy." He said and threw the whole piece into his mouth.

Watching how the fake prime minister said 9527: "..."

The others didn't know the existence of 9527. The cook saw Chen Wenyao frowned and knelt down in fright on the spot. When she heard this comment again, she felt that her life was over, and hurriedly kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Prime Minister, please forgive me. Prime Minister, please forgive me, this servant will redo it for you..."

Chen Wenyao was disturbed by the quarrel, and the housekeeper, who was watching his words, ran over immediately, and asked with a smile on his face, "Master Xiang, is it...?" As he spoke, his eyes flashed coldly, and he made a movement of wiping his neck.

Chen Wenyao felt a chill in his heart, he knew that the original owner didn't take human life seriously, but he didn't expect the housekeeper of the Prime Minister's Mansion to be so ruthless.

Looking at the trembling little maids next to her, and the people around them who were carefully serving her, it's no wonder that the little girl who brought the medicine was afraid that she would be like this, but how could she be so careless?

"Where is the little girl who knocked over my medicine a few days ago?" Chen Wenyao asked.

"It's because of my lack of discipline that I let that little girl offend Mr. Xiang. My slave has already sent her to the woodshed."

"Well said, of course it's because of your lack of discipline! A mere maid can pour medicine on me, so the next time I'll be splashed with boiling water?!"

The housekeeper broke out in a cold sweat, "It's all the slave's fault, because there was a shortage of manpower in the Tianfu a few days ago, so the slave bought these maidservants back, but before he had time to adjust and teach, Xiangye suddenly fell ill, and the slave had to go to the palace to take care of them." Among the newcomers, a handsome maidservant was selected to serve Xiangye to drink medicine, but who knew that she offended Xiangye and asked him to forgive her."

It turned out to be the case, Chen Wenyao looked through the memories of the original owner, it seems that he did kill many maidservants a few days ago, thinking of this, Chen Wenyao only felt a chill in his heart.He waved his hand and said, "Let that girl out first, and after you've adjusted and taught her, ask her to come and serve me." He looked at the cook who was kneeling on the ground, "You go back too, by the way, remember Put more sugar in the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in the future." As he spoke, he continued to lie on the couch and doze off.

"Hey! Why did you fall asleep again?!" 9527 said anxiously, "You have been asleep for three days! Did you forget something!?"

"I haven't forgotten, I remember it!" Chen Wenyao flicked 9527 away like a fly, "Isn't it just to get the favorability of the empress?"

"What's the favorability? It's 'loyalty'! Then you should take action! How is it different from a pig if you eat and sleep every day?" 9527 squatted aside.

"Hey, let me tell you, do you understand strategy?" Chen Wenyao sat upright, his face was calm, others seemed to think he was tired from lying down, but in fact he was arguing fiercely in his head. "I'm in a high position now. It's so-called that one hair can move the whole body. If the enemy doesn't move, I don't move. If I go up to court every day, it's no wonder the empress doesn't doubt me. Now I don't do any business, Eat, drink, play and have fun every day, so that the empress will feel at ease with me."

"My lord," Xiaoqing walked over with a bunch of things at this moment, and asked tangledly, "Should we continue to burn? Would this be a bit bad? After all, it was sent by other adults..."

"Keep burning, don't worry, keeping these things is a disaster, understand?"

"Well! I listen to the adults!"

Chen Wenyao nodded in satisfaction.

Xiaoqing is a very special existence in the Prime Minister's Mansion. He seems to be such a harmless person, but he can live so well in this man-eating Prime Minister's Mansion. Everyone seems to respect him. Even the original owner treated him extremely well.

This has to be said to be a very miraculous thing.

In the spacious palace, the surrounding area was empty, and the empress in a bright yellow dragon robe sat alone at the imperial table correcting the memorial.

Suddenly, a black shadow fell from the beam, moving cleanly like a rabbit rising and falling. The empress seemed completely unaware of it, and she still kept her eyes fixed until the black shadow knelt down on the ground and called out "Your Majesty" in a low voice. Only then did the empress put down the pen in her hand, and her eyes as bright as the stars swept across the shadow lightly: "How is the matter going?"

Hei Ying said: "The prime minister still stays in the prime minister's mansion and does not go out. Every day he enjoys himself besides eating and sleeping. The adults have always wanted to find a chance to visit, but the prime minister rejected them all because of their serious illness."

"Oh?" The Empress raised her eyebrows and said, "Then did they continue to deliver letters?"

"Of course there are, but since the letter was opened, the prime minister ordered people to burn all the letters."

"Well... you go down first." The empress thought deeply.

"Yes." The black shadow disappeared for a moment.