Your Majesty, You Can't

"My lord, the history book brought to you by this subordinate."

The male servant holding two sets of history books dating from the past to the present and the two dynasties knocked on the door, and saw the rumored gloomy and indifferent prime minister standing with his hands behind his back, exuding a chilling aura all over his body.

The manservant who had just arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion on the first day looked at He Lanzhi's back nervously, and unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.It's over, and it's hitting the prime minister at gunpoint, no wonder the foreman of the library will let a newcomer like him deliver books.

"My lord, this book..."

"Just put it on the table."

The servant was slightly taken aback when he heard the sound, this was the first time he heard the master of the Xiangfu speak.The Prime Minister's cold voice was like the spring water in early spring, completely inconsistent with the expected hoarseness and unpleasantness. It was hard to imagine that the person who could make such a voice would be a sinister and cruel villain.

Perhaps that adult is not as scary as the rumors say.

The servant thought about it, and then he boldly asked, "Then, my lord, do you also put these papers on the table?"

He Lanzhi turned around.A pair of handsome peach-colored eyebrows were raised slightly, and his dark pupils stared at the rice paper written on the opponent's hand, and made a lazy nasal sound incomprehensibly, "Huh?"

The male servant who saw the prime minister's handsome face for the first time was startled, and immediately lowered his head and respectfully presented the manuscript with both hands, "If you want to return to your lord, these are the papers, please have a look at them."

He Lanzhi, who was still immersed in the sadness that the prime minister was an impotent man, responded absently, and wanted to go forward to take the ink-scented rice paper, but unexpectedly his feet were weak and he almost fell down. Fortunately, the servant was quick to support him .

The male servant who was held by the Prime Minister's slender and slender fingers only felt his face inexplicably hot, and he couldn't help judo in his usual rough voice: "Are you alright, sir?"

He Lanzhi shook his head, got up and stood firm and said, "It's nothing. Thank you for your help."

The temperature on the servant's face seemed to be higher.

This rumor is too unbelievable, right? !Who said that the prime minister would become a gloomy villain!He is obviously a gentle and polite gentleman!

"Where did these papers come from?" He Lanzhi flipped through the rice papers quickly, and the contents were all historical records of the people in the dynasty.There are still some inks on the paper that are still wet, which are obviously the manuscripts of the history books that were just being compiled.

The male servant replied honestly, "Return to my lord, I snatched it."

He Lanzhi raised his forehead, "...where did you get it?"

The male servant continued to reply frankly: "The official historian's home."

"Are you robbing like bandits?!"

Seeing the Prime Minister's eyes widen, the servant explained in a panic, "We asked Mr. Chang to hand over the manuscript in the beginning, but he refused, so we took a little tougher measures, and then His family brought it..."

He Lanzhi: "...Who asked you to snatch it?"

"It's you, my lord. You said you want the history books of the previous dynasty and the current dynasty, and some of the history books of the current dynasty are still being compiled, so we got them at the command of your lord."

He Lanzhi almost went crazy out of anger.When did he send people to the historian's house to grab manuscripts!That Master Chang must have hated him now.Ni Ma, if his subordinates did the bad things, He Lan was the one who took the blame. Is there any reason for this!

Even someone who has no wink can see that He Lanzhi's fingers holding the manuscript are trembling slightly at this moment, as if he has endured great anger.

The male servant sensed that the atmosphere was not good, so he asked weakly, "Then how about... we sneak into the Chang Mansion and let the Historian put it back?"

Do you think that if you sneak in and put it away, people won't know that you snatched it before? ! !

Thinking of the former prime minister's own virtue, it is understandable that this group of people would rush to the historian's house to grab the manuscripts. After all, their original masters robbed women everywhere.

Even people can rob, and robbing some manuscripts is nothing.

"Forget it." He Lanzhi waved his hand with a headache, "I'll come to visit another day and go back. Remember to come with me to apologize at that time, did you hear me?"

"Yes, my lord."

"In the future, don't snatch things like a bandit!" He Lanzhi warned.

The servant nodded vigorously, "Yes, my lord!"