The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 290
"Beauty is by your side, Master Zhao doesn't understand pity at all?"

Wei Zhongxian glanced at Jiang Yuyan, and then laughed at himself: "Do you have to be an incomplete person like an old man?"

"It depends on whether Lord Qiantui is willing to part with this [-]-year-old..."

Zhao Yu's expression didn't change at all, he stared at Wei Zhongxian and said indifferently.

brush!
With a wave of Wei Zhongxian's hand, the crossbowmen on the surrounding walls and a group of masters disappeared into the other garden again.

At the same time, Wei Zhongxian carefully passed the cup of tea he had drunk in the boiling water on one side, and then filled up a cup of tea again.

When the young eunuch who was accompanying him was about to serve the teacup, Wei Zhongxian waved his hand to stop him.

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, the white-haired old man slowly got up, and personally brought the small lamp to Zhao Yu.

"Master Zhao is even willing to part with a beautiful woman in the city, so what is there to be reluctant about being an old man?"

Zhao Yu sat in his original position without moving a muscle.

And Nine Thousand Years, who had power over the government and the public, just held the teacup in one hand and handed it to Zhao Yu.

"Master Zhao, please!"

In the end, it was Wei Zhongxian who spoke first, and handed the teacup to Zhao Yu again.

Zhao Yu smiled slightly, and grandly reached out to take the teacup in Wei Zhongxian's hand.

The moment his fingertips touched the teacup, Zhao Yu clearly felt Jiang Yuyan's aura flutter behind him.

"I want this cup of tea, but the beauty can't live up to it!"

Zhao Yu finally got up, held the teacup and looked at Wei Zhongxian face to face, pointing out something.

"Oh, Master Zhao, what does this mean?"

Wei Zhongxian was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Zhao Yu with some doubts.

"Who said that only a clean eunuch can sit in the position of Lord Thousand Years?"

Zhao Yu didn't have any taboos in speaking, he stared at Wei Zhongxian directly and said: "I just want to be an unclean nine thousand nine hundred years old!!"

"Master Zhao is just joking. No matter what dynasty or generation, has there ever been such a rule?"

Wei Zhongxian narrowed his eyes slightly, fixedly staring at Zhao Yu who spoke rudely.

And Zhao Yu was not in a hurry to answer, just drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, put down the teacup, then looked at Wei Zhongxian with a sneer and said: "The little one has the courage to ask, for thousands of years, has there ever been a eunuch wearing a yellow robe?" precedent?!"

Even an eunuch like you can dream of becoming an emperor, but I keep my brother as a supervisor of ceremonies, what is there to be curious about?
"Hahaha……"

After a long silence, Wei Zhongxian suddenly laughed.

"That's right, I really didn't see you wrong!"

……

A banquet, under the seemingly harmonious atmosphere, can be regarded as a feast for the guests and host.

After the banquet was over, Wei Zhongxian personally sent Zhao Yu outside the Qiansui Mansion.

"Master Zhao, I hope you don't forget today's appointment with the old man!"

At the gate of Qiantui Mansion, Wei Zhongxian stood in front of a luxurious carriage, smiled and said to Zhao Yu.

"sure!"

Zhao Yu nodded again and again, with that expression, even Jiang Yuyan who was beside him could see that it was a fake.

After having a feast, and before leaving, he took a luxurious carriage worth hundreds of gold, so Zhao Yu was naturally in a good mood.

But in the carriage, Jiang Yuyan's expression was not very good-looking.

A man with all beards and tails is in charge of the chief of ceremonies?

Even if Wei Zhongxian can become the eunuch emperor, this matter sounds unreliable!

"Son..."

Looking at Zhao Yu with a relaxed expression, Jiang Yuyan hesitated to speak.

"Speak straight!"

Zhao Yu didn't care at all about the groom from the Qiantui Mansion driving the carriage, and directly signaled Jiang Yuyan to speak directly.

"My lord, do you really want to seek skin from a tiger?"

Jiang Yuyan's red lips did not move, but a familiar voice sounded in Zhao Yu's ear.

Sound transmission secret!

"If you don't have to be a eunuch, you can be the supervisor's palm seal, and he can agree to such a nonsense thing, what else can you explain?"

Zhao Yu gnawed on a eight-pan crispy pear from Longdi, and replied with the same method of fascination through sound transmission.

"He wants to hold you..."

After hearing Zhao Yu's words, Jiang Yuyan instantly understood.

The current Zhao Yu is no longer just a subordinate of Dagan, his own strength and the power he holds in his hands are enough to make even an old fox like Wei Zhongxian afraid.

It is not realistic for Zhao Yu to want to kill the emperor.

After all, although the Baolong clan has become incomplete, and the great luck has begun to collapse, but collapse does not mean complete dissipation.

The masters of the two Baolong clans can barely suppress the present Zhao Yu.

But Wei Zhongxian was different, he really pushed the current Zhao Yu into a hurry, entering the Qiantui Mansion to take his head, not to mention easy, but at least it can be done!

Hold Zhao Yu first, and then face north to proclaim the emperor. At that time, the fate of the country will reunite, and the Baolong clan will appear by his side in another form!

At that time, if he wants to kill Zhao Yu, it will really be just a matter of one sentence.

Therefore, for Wei Zhongxian now, there are two most important things. One is to quickly find the authentic Jade Seal of the Kingdom.

The second thing is to hold Zhao Yu back, and don't let this second-hander come out and mess up again.

So, Zhao Yu was at the banquet just now, not to mention Wei Zhongxian's current position, even if he opened his mouth to ask Wei Zhongxian for a second emperor, Wei Zhongxian would not refuse.

After all, when the upper lip touches the lower lip on this thing, it is completely farting!

Jiang Yuyan, who understood Zhao Yu's thoughts, finally let her heart go.

The extravagant carriage left the range of Chengtian Gate and went straight to Zhao Yu's mansion.

And just after the carriage left the range of Chengtianmen, a shadow hidden in the dark quickly followed.

……

"Father, why do you treat a mere thousand households like this?"

Seeing Wei Zhongxian staring at the carriage that Zhao Yuli drove out, Wei Ting couldn't help asking.

"Humph!"

Wei Zhongxian turned around and glanced at Wei Ying, he just gave a cold snort lightly, without any explanation, turned around and walked quickly back to the Thousand Years Mansion.

Going straight all the way, passing the inner hall, Wei Zhongxian entered a side hall.

In the side hall, more than a dozen doctors were discussing something back and forth by the bed, and when they saw Wei Zhongxian coming in, they knelt down to pay their respects.

"Everyone has worked hard, let's go down!"

Wei Zhongxian was not as vicious as in the legend, but he was very gentle and polite to these doctors.

"Yes!"

But in the face of such a gentle nine thousand years old, those doctors did not even dare to breathe, bowed their heads and left the side hall quickly.

After Wei Zhongxian waited for these people to leave, he came to the side of the bed.

Lying on the bed was Qin Tianjian, Dongfang Bai.

At this moment, Dongfang Bai's face was already pale, and it seemed that his posture was more ominous than ominous.

"Chitose..."

Before Dongfang Bai could speak, Wei Zhongxian raised his hand again and waved lightly.

There were more than a dozen strange piercing sounds in the empty side hall, and after these piercing sounds disappeared, Wei Zhongxian signaled Dongfang Bai to speak.

Dongfang Baiqiang propped himself up, and said something in Wei Zhongxian's ear that made Wei Zhongxian's face change drastically.

"The woman next to Zhao Yu, although she is a woman, she has the aura of majestic understanding of the world, and she is the appearance of a female secretary that is hard to find through the ages..."

(End of this chapter)