Ding Tian's Ancient Life

If it weren't for this, we still don't know who won the war six years ago.

How long have you been fighting?These people are still thinking about selling weapons to the customs?

Want money or die?

"They can come, but it's up to them whether they can become good officials, get promoted and get rich." Wang Zuo said domineeringly, "Let the officials nod."

"Yes...." Obviously, these two were a little scared.

I'm afraid those people will really be played to death by Wang Zuo!

But Wang Zuo didn't care.

Talking about such a secret matter, Ding Tian was confused because he didn't understand it, but he knew that they seemed to have dug a hole to bury someone...

I accidentally heard the dark side of officialdom.

"Also, the mansion seems to have sent someone again..." Ling Fei said cautiously: "I will send you a concubine....

"No matter what is sent, I will kill all the living things, and send back all the gifts, including the corpse." Wang Zuo said coldly: "They just send it, I just kill it."

Ding Tian listened to the air-conditioning in his bones, killing people like hemp, this is it?

"It's not good to kill, why don't you just go back, no matter who it is, don't let it in?" Ling Fei said: "If they find someone to plot against you, it will not be worth the loss."

"Whatever!" Wang Zuo didn't care too much about the way to deal with it: "Okay, that's all for now, let the cook prepare it, and I'll treat Ding Siyu to dinner."

Ding Tian was suddenly named, and was a little at a loss.

Ding Tian couldn't understand the way the two looked at Ding Tian. He was a little curious and grateful: "Oh, this is Ding Tian Ding Si Prison? I have long admired his name..."

Ding Tian smiled awkwardly: "Hehe...Hello, both of you."

Because he didn't know what it was called, he didn't call the name, and Wang Zuo didn't seem to mean to introduce it. It was the one named Ling Fei who said: "Meng Xianchen, whose name is Ling Fei; this is Leng Farewell, whose name is Reunion."

Listen, this name...is much better than Ding Tian's name: "Mr. Meng, Mr. Leng."

And at this time, there is no more appropriate title "Mr."

It can be regarded as getting to know each other, and then the two left, including Liu Wenbin, leaving behind Wang Fugui, who was the one who served the tea and water this time.

"What did you bring?" Wang Zuo asked about the gift in Ding Tian's hand.

"A little trough cake... and caviar made by myself." Ding Tian carried two things along the way, never

leave hand.

"Okay, keep the caviar, take out the pastries and eat." Wang Zuo was very rude.

Ding Tian was a little unhappy: "Actually, I regretted it when I entered the gate."

Wang Zuo paused when he unpacked the pastry box: "Do you regret it?"

"I shouldn't have given you food. You... don't have a drug tester here. What if you have diarrhea after eating it... I can't tell from my whole body..." Ding Tian felt rather Complaint: "You probably don't lack other things here."

"That's what I'm missing here." Wang Zuo continued to unpack the dim sum box indifferently.

In fact, trough cake is not a cherished food. The mahjong-sized pastry is soft and sweet, and it goes well with tea.

Wang Zuo picked up one and was about to eat it, while Wang Fugui hurriedly used the silver needle.

Ding Tian sighed: "Look!"

Seeing that Wang Fugui had been tested for poison, Wang Zuo put it in his mouth and took a bite... It was not as delicious as the dim sum made in the mansion, but the softness hit his heart directly: "Delicious."

Ding Tian also placed the jar containing caviar on Wang Zuo's desk. This might be the first time such a thing appeared on Wang Zuo's desk.

On top of a pile of rice paper, white jade paperweights, Langhao brushes, purple pen holders, and other office supplies, a rough porcelain vase was suddenly placed...it doesn't really match.

But Wang Zuo didn't care: "Try my dim sum here."

Wang Fugui has already brought an eight-treasure box, which contains eight kinds of snacks, each small and delicate, with excellent color and fragrance

Ding Tian was also polite, took a bite out of something carved in the shape of jasper: "Mung bean cake?"

"Well, red bean cakes, mung bean cakes, lotus paste cakes and walnut cakes, as well as cheese cubes, white sugar cakes, golden silk cakes, and sugar cakes." Wang Zuo pointed to the box and said, "Try all of them, the taste is not bad. .”

Ding Tian unceremoniously ate them one by one: "It's okay..."

It was not as good as the various dim sums of her era, but this kind of purely artificial dim sum tasted different, so he ate a few more.

Seeing that he was in a better mood, Wang Zuo asked him, "Did you go well when you came?"

Seeing Wang Zuo asked, Ding Tian gave a wry smile: "This is really 'The King of Hades is so hard to deal with little ghosts', almost can't even enter the gate outside."

After talking about his experience of coming in, Wang Zuo was also speechless: "I just annoy those people, so... I really didn't mean it...."

He knew that his threshold was high, and it was also to reduce troubles, not to mention he hated people who were too fast.

I always feel that that kind of person is not a person who can do practical things.

Seeing that Wang Zuo killed all the cakes he brought, Ding Tian was quite happy: "Do you like this?"

"I don't like it." Wang Zuo said very honestly: "I just haven't eaten such a bad pastry, so I have to taste it carefully, and don't buy pastries in the future. The cooks in the mansion make much better than this one. It’s too scumbag, the dough is made of eggs, but duck eggs are the most suitable; there’s also too much sugar, too little honeycomb, which shows that the skill is not working! It has a slightly burnt appearance, and the roasting is a bit overcooked.”

Ding Tian's face was full of black lines: "Then I still spent fifty copper coins!"

This sentence, I don't know which point of Wang Zuo's joke was hit, it made Wang Zuo laugh out loud: "Hahahaha

Hearing the laughter coming from the study, Wang Fuzhi let out a sigh of relief, but he laughed!

How long has it been since the prince smiled so happily?

Quickly pulled a servant over: "Go, tell the guys in the back kitchen that they worked hard enough for me to make a table with good ingredients. The prince's guest is really amazing."

"Hey!" The servant agreed, and hurried to the back kitchen.

Wang Zuo originally wanted to have a good chat with Ding Tian and relax, but he found that chatting with Ding Tian was a kind of enjoyment, the dumb, silly little jailer could make him happy by talking.

Especially the look of eating cakes puffed up, no matter how you look at it, how cute!

But soon, Liu Wenbin came in: "My lord, hurry up! There is news from the post station, and an angel from Beijing came to read the imperial decree."

The "angel" here is not the guy with wings in Western religions, but the envoy sent by the emperor. The person who reads the imperial decree for the emperor is called an "angel", but the heaven of the "son of heaven".

Suddenly, a person who read out the imperial edict came. Ding Tian really wanted to run away, but Wang Zuo stood up and told Ding Tian: "Come on, follow me out to receive the edict."

"No!" Ding Tian sat on the chair without moving: "The imperial decree is for you, right? I'll go and figure it out?

"When the imperial decree is issued, everyone must either avoid it or kneel down to meet it. Do you want to make an exception?" Wang Zuo squinted at Ding Tian: "Besides, accepting the decree with me is such a wonderful thing, why don't you know how to cherish it?" Woolen cloth?"

Ding Tian stretched out his hands with a bitter face: "Well, can you help me?"

"What are you doing?" Wang Zuo looked disgusted, but he really reached out to Latin Field.

"My legs are weak..." Ding Tian was no longer afraid of losing face, he felt inexplicably afraid when he heard that he was going to meet the imperial edict.

It's all costume dramas that killed him!

He has only seen imperial edicts in museums, okay?

Only then did Wang Zuo realize that Ding Tian was trembling a little: "Nothing!"

He said with disgust, but supported Ding Tian with his hands: "Take two steps, what are you afraid of? I'm not here.

"I'm afraid only if you're here!" Ding Tian took two steps, trying to calm himself down: "What you said just now is like the imperial court is run by your family, can you stop being so arrogant?"

"What's the matter?" Wang Zuoman didn't care: "I can come here, Beijing and China have plans, I just need to be myself."

Ding Tian still wanted to say something, but felt that his words were too deep, so he closed his mouth.

The decree arrives, which is a big deal.

Not only does it need to set up an incense table, but all high-ranking people must come out to meet the imperial decree and kneel to listen to the hadith.

Therefore, when Ding Tian came out with Wang Zuo, he found that the open space in front of the three-way courtyard was already full of people, and all of them were officials, judging by the clothes they were wearing.

Among them, some Ding Tian knew and some did not know. There were not many acquaintances, but General Gao also appeared here.

This is puzzling, a man from the military appears in the station...

The angel who read the decree arrived soon.

It's a eunuch!

Ding Tian saw it for the first time, but because the atmosphere at the scene was too solemn, he didn't dare to look carefully at all. Anyway, he saw a few people in eunuch costumes, because they were all holding dicks.

Taoist priests hold this thing called Fuchen, and those held by eunuchs are usually called Yunzhan.

In fact, it is what the common people call dumping, just changing the name to make it sound better.

The general specifications are black, flower, white, gray and other double-aligned ponytails, ponytails, ponytails, etc.

It is also made of thick fragrant silk, which is more expensive.

Ding Tian was able to know this thing because there is a Taoist temple near their home, and the Taoist priests there have whisks.

These are seven eunuchs, six young ones and one big one. The big one is holding a roll of bright yellow silk with embroidered patterns on it, standing behind the incense table with a solemn face, and the remaining six eunuchs The younger ones were also standing behind him, each of them was like a sculpture, their expressions didn't change for a moment, the atmosphere was very tense.

After being incensed and everyone was half-short, only Wang Zuo was standing, with his hands behind his back and wearing regular clothes, he was quite leisurely, and no one scolded him.

To everyone's surprise, Ding Tian, ​​a young man whom few people knew, was arranged to kneel behind him by Wang Zuo. The closer he was to Wang Zuo, the more he was Wang Zuo's confidant. The people kneeling behind are all his own people, even Du Zhifu is kneeling in the fourth row.

General Gao knelt in the third row, not because of his good relationship with Wang Zuo, but because of his official position.

"Follow the heavens, the emperor ruled..." The eunuch's voice was high-pitched and upright, not at all sissy in Ding Tian's impression: "I only rule the world with literature, and fight chaos with force. And the commander-in-chief Rong will be the ruler of the court." The mainstay, the dry city of the country..."

After four or six concubine texts... Ding Tian didn't understand.

However, one thing can still be heard, that is, Wang Zuo was conferred the official position of "Northeast Governor" with real power.

It seems that he also held a lot of other official positions, but Ding Tian didn't know very well what he said in classical Chinese.

On the other hand, everyone else reacted differently after hearing the imperial decree.

Du Zhifu and Master are happy.

With this great god here, why worry about not being able to gain connections and make political achievements?

Others think too much, especially General Gao, with a sad face, this guy is not someone who can rub sand in his eyes.

After the reading was over, another volume of imperial decree was promulgated, which was to reward the prefect of Du alone, saying that he was really dedicated to governing, and even those who celebrated the Chinese New Year cracked down on abductees, and the crackdown was quite strict, and more than thirty abductees were arrested.

After the two sacred decrees have been recited, this is considered over. JL.

Everyone could finally stand up, but the eunuch who announced the decree came up to Wang Zuo with a charming smile on his face, bowed his eyebrows and said flatteringly: "Is His Highness Ning Wang safe? The emperor has been very upset these days."

Hearing this, Ding Tian's knees softened, and he almost knelt down again!

King Ning!

Wang Zuo is King Ning!