Pretty State Preceptor Saves the Planet

In the account room, Pei Junbao was struggling with bundles of bad debts.

Seeing the emperor coming in person, he quickly put down his pen and bowed to report.

Pei Junbao hasn't crowned yet, but when talking about accounts, he is very clear and boring.

Xie Huai'an became drowsy after listening for a while, and his head lightened.

Pei Xiuyi was also ordered to follow, and laughed secretly at the emperor's signal.

"Master Immortal, please sit with me behind the screen." Pei Xiuyi said softly.

Pei Xiuyi led Xie Huai'an to sit behind the screen, fed him snacks, talked softly to him, and praised the drawing for its good readability.

Pei Xiuyi is over thirty years old, and in Xie Huaian's impression she is a mature adult.

Xie Huai'an was a little cautious at first, but after Pei Xiuyi took out the small mechanism from his sleeve, he immediately smiled, and his smile became more and more natural.

When Pei Xiuyi brought another bowl of hot sweet soup, Xie Huai'an had already frowned at him, with his own face written all over his face.

Pei Xiuyi: "..."

So cute, so deceiving.well.

Outside, Pei Junbao finished speaking.

Hong Yao asked the expressionless young man to carry two bundles of accounts to work in another place, and Pei Wenzheng came over instead.

Pei Xiuyi continued to whisper to Xie Huai'an: "That was my nephew just now, but now he is my brother. I used to work in various forums, and I always wanted to recommend it to the immortal master."

In other words, they have never seen Xie Huai'an who was chattering since childhood.

Xie Huaian didn't understand what Pei Xiuyi said, and listened to the report outside with admiration.

Before the Ministry of Industry took over, Pei Wen was temporarily in charge of the Weaving Bureau. At this time, Pei Wen was talking about the integration of the Weaving Bureau and the craftsmen of Xuanji Pavilion, the estimated annual target and output.

This way of thinking is very similar to that of Xie Huai'an who met a manager in his previous life.

A workaholic boss is surrounded by the same workaholics.Xie Huai'an felt that he was a salted fish strayed in, and shivered.

"Xuanji Pavilion has a large number of talents, and the great scene is blessed." Xie Huai'an said.

Pei Xiuyi fed Xie Huai'an another plate of dim sum in a timely manner: "Thanks to the presence of the immortal master, he will often come to play with us in the future."

"If you don't bother everyone..."

Xie Huai'an remembered that he had a daily schedule of eating and playing, glanced at Pei Xiuyi's thick dark circles, and picked up a piece of snack with a guilty conscience.

Speaking of which, Pavilion Master Pei's dark circles are quite pretty.

Like the smoky makeup of a gorgeous beauty.If the lips are painted again, the entire fashion trend of Zhaoge will be changed.

"The immortal master has lost his mind again, come and try Wenzheng's skill in making tea."

With a smile in his eyes, Pei Xiuyi walked out of the banquet in the counting room, removed the sweet soup for Xie Huai'an, and graciously changed it to a cup of hot tea.

Behind the screen, Hong Yao gave a dry cough.

For some reason, Xie Huai'an wanted to directly praise Pavilion Master Pei for his good looks, but he didn't dare to open his mouth immediately.

After Pei Wen was finishing his work, Xiao Weishen and Zhou Yin came in.

These two are also Xie Huai'an's acquaintances.

Xie Huaian raised his ears and listened with concern.

Xie Huai'an always remembered Xiao Weishen, he was the first person who stepped forward to break the deadlock that day, and he was also the first Qingliu scholar who was divined earlier.

Seeing Xie Huai'an's expression, Pei Xiuyi explained softly: "Lord Xiao is now the minister of the Ministry of Industry, and some of the organs and agricultural tools of Xuanji Pavilion will be merged with the Ministry of Industry in the future..."

Xie Huai'an nodded frequently.

Although he didn't think much about it, he heard that Xiao Weishen had realized his ideal and that the people circled at the beginning were doing well now, so he listened to Pei Xiuyi's words.

Pei Xiuyi resisted the idea of ​​pinching the tip of Xie Huai'an's nose, and handed him a handkerchief.

Xiao Weishen is also a workaholic.

His job report was very detailed, as if he wanted to put all his blood and blood into the construction of all wastes. He repeatedly asked the emperor for instructions and hoped that the immortal master would come to the Ministry of Industry, and a bunch of tools were waiting to be guided and improved.

Zhou Yin has a photographic memory, like a living dictionary.Like Xiao Weishen, he praised the immortal master to the sky, and even blurted out in front of his direct and immediate superiors, saying that he didn't want to do anything anymore, and was willing to grind ink and draw pictures for the immortal master for the rest of his life.

Xie Huai'an was taken aback, the sweet tea was no longer fragrant.

He looked at Pei Xiuyi a little restlessly.On the one hand, I feel that I have been exalted, and on the other hand, I am intimidated by the aura of workaholics.

I just feel that I am out of place in this space who is still in the tea break, but luckily there is Pavilion Master Pei accompanying me to fish.

Pavilion Master Pei said: "It's almost time for them to finish, Huai'an, let's rest for a while, I will go to work."

Xie Huaian: "..."

Xie Huai'an didn't care why Pei Xiuyi, who had always called him Immortal Master, changed his name, seeing Pavilion Master Pei's suddenly serious expression, he had an epiphany.

The trusted people around Hong Yao are all the same.

Xie Huai'an secretly yawned, a little sleepy, and a little disappointed that he had nothing to do.

Anyway, there was a screen, Xie Huai'an lay on the table aboveboard and listened while sleeping.

Across the screen, there is a dialogue between the monarch and his ministers that can be recorded in history.

Pei Xiuyi was talking about the Academy.After finishing speaking, there was a rustling sound, probably kneeling down, saying that the Xuanji Pavilion family has a great cause, but now the sky has a real master, and he wants to return the great cause to the emperor, and may the emperor treat his disciples kindly.

The emperor said that you replaced Zhongshu's post before, so don't think about begging for bones and going to the countryside to enjoy yourself.Relief, persuasion, and teaching and literacy that Xuanji Pavilion took on in the past should have been done by the six departments, some of which were merged and some were kept.The main body of Xuanji Pavilion was renamed Tianji School. After you arrange the people, you will immediately take over as the prime minister.

After everyone finished speaking, Pei Xiuyi said goodbye and left, and the screen was removed.

Standing in front of the table, the young emperor, who had received several waves of people but was still in good spirits, snatched a piece of snack from Xie Huai'an's fingertips and swallowed it in two or three bites.

"Sweet..." Hong Yao said.

Xie Huaian frowned: "Your Majesty! There is still..."

"I just want to eat what Mr. took..." Hong Yao said, leaning forward and kissing Xie Huai'an on the cheek, "Are you happy today? I saw the machine and the person."

"Why does Your Majesty treat me like a child?" Xie Huai'an said dissatisfied.

"How come..." Hong Yao bowed to him solemnly, "Mr. Qi, I also have something to report."

"Your Majesty doesn't have to be like this." Xie Huai'an suddenly became sober, stood up and returned the salute unskillfully.

"How about these people just now?" Hong Yao asked.

Xie Huai'an thought of his salted fish, and said with a guilty conscience: "The pillar of the country..."

"How about letting them work for Mister?"

"give me?"

Hong Yao led Xie Huai'an to sit down, dipped in tea and drew on the table: "In the future, this will be the palace, and a National Teacher's Mansion will be built one street away. The place is not big, and it is a small courtyard that Mr. likes. But the environment is quiet, and it will There are six yamen on the two streets, and if you want to go to the market, you can take the path here..."

"Ah, it would be nice if the mansion was closer to the market..." Xie Huai'an said, "No, why is it the National Teacher's Mansion?"

"As I said, after the solar eclipse, Mr. is the new god of the great scene, supreme." Hong Yao took Xie Huai'an's hand and kissed his fingertips naturally.

Xie Huai'an's mind was muddled, and he pulled back like an electric shock.

"The tea got wet just now." Hong Yao casually searched for a reason.

"I can't be a new god..." Xie Huai'an said, "Food is grown, not worshiped."

"It's just a symbol, don't worry sir. I'll let Zhou Boluan deal with the title of Son of God and break up with the Heavenly Sacred Sect. Sir is the Son of God bestowed by heaven."

Hong Yao said: "As for the National Teacher's Mansion, would you like to stay in the deep palace all the time?"

"Of course not..." Xie Huai'an shook his head vigorously.

"Then... sir, is he willing to call his name every day, so that he has a high position and authority?"

Xie Huaian said awkwardly: "To be honest... I don't really think so."

It would be suffocating just to order one every day, not to mention the weight of power.It sounds like life is on fire and joining the under-eye army.

Xie Huaian gave up on himself and got down on the ground.

Hong Yao followed his back, as if he was smoothing his hair: "I think Mr. wants to do something. So the position of national teacher is most suitable for Mr., noble, and can mobilize six departments. Mr. wants to do things From time to time, I will call Zhou Boluan to listen to the order, and when I don't want to do it, I can rest in peace."

Xie Huaian felt that Hong Yao lived in his heart.

Or why is every decision so appropriate?

Xie Huai'an struggled and said: "I still don't quite understand what the national teacher should do, but I can indeed help with the device map, and I can also find agricultural seeds... It's just that I'm not very good at writing memorials, and I have to be sure when doing things. I need to ask His Majesty for instructions. Who should I find, who should I use..."

"Sir, you don't have to worry about these troubles, just do what you want. The people below will worry about everything."

The young emperor gave him a tolerant trust: "If you are really worried, sir, or have something you don't want to deal with, just tell me on the bed."

Xie Huai'an: "Ahem, bed?"

Hong Yao pretended to be pitiful: "The deep palace is quiet, and I live alone in a deserted place. The National Teacher's Mansion is still short of a caring humanoid Mrs. Tang and a water boiler boy. How do you look at me, sir?"

In the evening, Xie Huai'an did not want to go back to the courtyard.

Hong Yao blindfolded him, hugged him and flew across the eaves, placing him on a gray wall in the dark sky.

Xie Huai'an lifted the white gauze and found himself sitting on the tiles, he was startled.

Looking around, he seemed to be in a deep mountain, and there were layers of black shadows of temples in the distance.

Xie Huaian suspected that this was Yong'an Palace, but he was not sure.

The yard is overgrown with weeds, and it is said that no one has taken care of it, and the wooden floor of the corridor is clean and tidy without mold.The interior of the house is covered with straw, has a few wooden shelves and stone troughs, and looks like an abandoned stable.

"Sir..." Hong Yao stood on the ground and looked up at him with open arms.

A new moon has risen in the sky, and Hong Yao's dark eyes are illuminated by the moonlight.

Hong Yao looked like a wild beast that had shed its bloody smell, restraining its fangs and looking at his lover tenderly.

"His Majesty?"

Xie Huai'an is used to being driven by Hong Yao all the time to make his heart beat faster.

It doesn't matter, he just likes Hong Yao's mouth.

"Jump down..." Hong Yao said.

"It's high... very heavy, it will hit people."

"Boldly jump down, my years of martial arts training is not for nothing."

"Your Majesty, first tell me why..." Xie Huai'an held the tile, "Why put me on this wall, the haystack inside the house can also sit on people."

Hong Yao's eyes were glued to Xie Huai'an's body, and he didn't leave for a moment.

"Little Mister, the moonlight is perfect tonight, will it rain tomorrow?"

Xie Huai'an was stunned for a moment, closed his eyes and thought for a moment, opened his eyes and said with a smile: "It's sunny, it's been sunny for several days in a row."

Hong Yao smiled, opened his arms and waited for Xie Huai'an.

Xie Huai'an was bewitched, let go of his hands and jumped off the high wall.

The corners of his clothes were raised, and the robe fluttered in the warm night wind, with a flash of smile in his eyes.

Hong Yao caught him firmly, like catching a white bird that fell from the sky.