"What did Zhu Ping'an write that actually crossed Lord Yuan and made the saint favored?"

The ministers on duty cleaned up their messy moods, and asked questions around the chamberlain, very curious about the content of Zhu Ping'an's recital. Curious about how Zhu Ping'an wrote the song? It actually made the saint satisfied to the point of being happy.

Belch......

Just ask, what do you mean by bringing me?! I wasn't embarrassed enough, so they dug me out and whipped me again!

Yuan Wei heard his name mentioned when the ministers asked, his face was blue and red, and his fists were clenched.

However, Yuan Wei didn't have a seizure, firstly because he would be embarrassed and embarrassed to speak; Second, because he was very, very curious about how Zhu Ping'an's recital was written, he was holding back a spirit of not admitting defeat in his heart, he didn't believe that Zhu Ping'an's recital could be better than what he wrote!

The chamberlain in the center of the ministers seemed to have expected this situation for a long time, he took out a crumpled piece of paper from his sleeve without hurry, and said to the ministers as he unfolded it, "Due to the urgency of time, I only had time to transcribe the first half of Lord Xiao Zhu's recital before changing shifts. ”

"Ahem......" After the waiter unfolded the piece of paper, he cleared his throat and was about to read it to everyone, when he suddenly stretched out a hand and snatched the piece of paper, it was the minister who robbed Yuan Wei before.

This servant is an impatient, curious as if he was caught by a cat, not equal for a second, and he can't wait for the waiter to clear his throat and read it again, so he snatched the piece of paper and couldn't wait to see it.

After snatching it, the duty officer couldn't wait to lower his head and watch, and couldn't wait to see it.

"Uh......"

The duty minister looked down, and in an instant, the whole person seemed to be coiled by an electric current, and he felt that goosebumps were about to rise.

"It's better to be alone than to be happy! Instead of Lord Zhao enjoying himself alone, let me read it to everyone. ”

Why do you look so "excited" when you look alone...... The curiosity of the minister next to him was stimulated, and he couldn't wait, so he snatched the piece of paper from the first minister.

The minister did what he said, and after grabbing the piece of paper, he couldn't even clear his throat, and opened his mouth to read out the content of the piece of paper: "Zhu Ping'an, the attendant of the Yuwang Mansion, played carefully: Your Majesty takes his father to serve the day, his brother to serve the day, to govern with diligence, to love the herdsmen, to cultivate the internal affairs, to strengthen the country and the people to be rich, and to benefit the world." Therefore, the group of yin retreated, and Vientiane was bright. It is to use the sun to shine, the atmosphere is shining, and the food is stopped, and it is the same as not eating. The minister was overwhelmed with joy......"

All right.

After hearing the second minister read, all the ministers in the Wuyi Hall felt the "excitement" of the first minister, and their bodies were as if they had been electrified, goosebumps rose, and their throats were still a little panicked.

What about Yuan Wei, after Yuan Wei listened to Zhu Ping'an's recital, the whole person was instantly dumbfounded, dumbfounded, and stunned, poking there like a piece of wood, the boss with his mouth open.

Zhu Ping'an is really hateful and annoying...... Can...... However, strange ......

I listened to the content of Zhu Ping'an's recital, how could my soul have a feeling of excitement and trembling, although I hated Zhu Ping'an ten thousand times in my heart, but at this moment, after listening to Zhu Ping'an's recital, I had to admit that Zhu Ping'an wrote it...... That's amazing! It seems to have been written in his heart, what Zhu Ping'an wrote was what he wanted to write but did not write, when he was going to write a sparse recital, there was a vague feeling in his heart that guided him to write, but when he put it down, he couldn't always write that feeling, and now look at it, Zhu Ping'an's recital content is what he wants to express.

What I wanted to write but couldn't write, was actually written by Zhu Ping'an?!

Doesn't that mean that Zhu Ping'an is better than himself?!

This made Yuan Wei, who was holding back his strength in refusing to admit defeat, unable to accept this fact, as if he had been abused a hundred times.

Yuan Wei couldn't accept this fact, but the ministers of Wuyi Hall easily accepted this fact.

Your Majesty is a father, a brother, a diligent government, and a love for herdsmen...... Therefore, the group of yin retreats, and Vientiane is bright, and the sun is bright, the atmosphere is shining, and the food is stopped, which is the same as not eating......

Look at Zhu Ping'an's sycophancy, it is simply the pinnacle.

It's really incomparable.

Yuan Wei, who originally felt that he was soothing the holy will and patting the sycophants, was already a well-deserved leader.

However, compared with Zhu Ping'an's recital, Yuan Wei's recital is unsightly.

Yuan Wei's sycophants are too hard and ordinary.

Zhu Ping'an reached the peak.

This is the difference between quantitative change and qualitative change, and there is no comparison at all.

Therefore, the saint only nodded when he saw Yuan Wei's recital, but after watching Zhu Ping'an's recital, he would be happy.

Although they can accept this fact, they are still disappointed and cynical in their hearts.......

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What kind of world is this?

If you pat yourself on the back, you can get the favor of the saints, and even get promoted and make a fortune...... Hey, wait, Zhu Ping'an's performance made the saint Longyan happy, what reward did he get, was he promoted or rich?

"Oh, by the way, since Zhu Ping'an's performance made the Holy Dragon Yan happy, what reward did he get?"

The ministers asked curiously.

Yuan Wei also pricked up his ears curiously, this question was also what he cared about, he wanted to see what reward Zhu Ping'an, the bastard who killed a thousand knives, robbed him of the reward that originally belonged to him, and then fortunately made a hard note to Zhu Ping'an in his heart, and returned the tenfold, hundredfold, and thousandfold "generous rewards" in the future!

After listening to the inquiries of the ministers, the chamberlain showed a constipated expression again.

Well?

How is this expression? Could it be that the Holy Reward is unexpected and unusual, and that it is said that it has been promoted to three levels in a row?!

"Is it possible to be promoted three levels in a row?" Some of the ministers subconsciously shouted.

The chamberlain shook his head.

"That's two levels in a row?" The servant asked.

The chamberlain shook his head again.

"Is it only one level up? No way. The minister asked again, but after asking himself, he shook his head and denied, if it was only a promotion, why would the chamberlain show that constipated expression.

Before the chamberlain could speak, he listened to the self-denial of the servant and asked, "Is it a reward of 100 taels of gold?" ”

The chamberlain shook his head decisively.

"A thousand taels of gold?" The servant gasped.

It was getting more and more outrageous, and the waiter shook his head decisively again.

"Is it possible to get married? The Holy One wants to recruit him as a colt? Thinking that there happened to be a marriageable princess in the saint, the minister opened his mind and asked in disbelief, and his envious eyes turned into red-eyed rabbits.

You want to be a colt, right?! How old are you, don't dream anymore, okay?! Besides, Lord Xiao Zhu is already married, okay! Do you want the princess to make a little for Lord Zhu?!

Where is this outrageous, the chamberlain really couldn't listen to it, shook his head again and again, and no longer gave the ministers a chance to guess, and before the ministers spoke again, they directly announced Emperor Jiajing's reward: "The saint rewarded Lord Xiao Zhu with twenty court staffs." ”

Ha?

Twenty scepters?!

The ministers looked confused, and the boss with his mouth open looked at each other, like a group of children of more than 100 pounds.

Sorry, this turn was too fast for us to keep up.

Longyan Dayue ...... Twenty court rods?!

It's a deformed love!! ()

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