Manchu traitor, how can you let me be the emperor of the ages

Chapter 96
Seeing what Yan Song said, He Shen hurriedly stood up and said goodbye. "Yan Xiang, I won't bother you too much."

"Walk slowly with your lord, next time we invite you, I hope you will come to the appointment!" Yan Song was very satisfied with today's meal, and sent him all the way to the door.

He Shen told the others with a polite smile: "Hehe, I will definitely do it next time!"

Mr. He really couldn't stand it any longer. After getting on the sedan chair, he wanted to pinch his throat with his hands and lock the noodles that were tumbling upwards.

I don't know why the noodles of Lao Yan's family are so evil, it makes people want to vomit after eating.

That is a wicked place.

"Liu Quan! Hurry up!" He Shen couldn't help shouting outside the sedan chair.

If you want to vomit, you can't spit on the sedan chair, it's too disgusting, you have to go home and spit in a spittoon!

"Okay! Master!" Liu Quan responded outside.

It was okay to walk normally, but it was inevitable to shake soon.

Mr. He suddenly felt like a rubber ball filled with water, which was accidentally burst.

"Slow down! Slow down!"

He Shen strangled his neck hard and howled loudly: "You want to knock me to death!"

"Okay! Master!" Liu Quan worked hard, and the sedan chair slowed down again.

On this swaying sedan chair, Mr. He only felt that the days were like years, but fortunately, the sedan chair was lingering, and finally returned to Hefu.

Before entering the door, a servant rushed out in a hurry and almost bumped into the bearer in front of him.

"What are you doing? You're frizzy!" Liu Quan couldn't help scolding.

"Master! Steward Liu! Are you back?"

The servant in the blue hat looked at them in surprise: "Master Wu and the others have all come to the house, and they want to see the master!"

"I see!" He Shen's voice came from the sedan chair.

He leaned back on the chair in the sedan chair, and now his stomach has relieved a little, and it is not as noisy as before.

People like Wu Shenglan came to him to discuss the matter of disaster relief and river repair.

"Ah~" His Excellency looked at the top of the sedan chair silently, he couldn't see it!

The luxurious sedan chair stopped in the sedan chair room, and the adults got off the sedan chair and took Liu Quan to the main hall.

I felt much better with the ice tray in the sedan chair just now, but after coming down to the sun, I walked a little bit, and my stomach and adults started to fight again.

It's just that the front has already reached the main hall, Wu Shenglan, Wu Shengqin, Su Ling'a and other cadres and the party came out with smiles.

"Teacher, well! Congratulations, teacher!"

"Haha, even Yan Song invites the teacher to dinner, the teacher is mighty!"

"That's right, I heard that Yan Xiang personally cooked and made a table of nine dishes..."

All of a sudden, seven or eight people gathered around, their faces full of admiration.

To be invited by someone as stingy as Yan Song to treat him to a nine-vegetable meal, what a feat it must be!
As expected of an adult!

He Shen opened his mouth, intending to explain something, but he felt too embarrassed when he said it.

Being shot by Yan Laogou, and eating two bowls of tasteless noodles... plus the leek he snatched, this is the damned Yan Laogou's Nine Vegetables Noodles.

"Haha~"

He Shen stroked his stomach downwards, trying to suppress his urge to vomit: "I have also been friends with Yan Xiang for many years, it's just a meal, it's nothing, it's nothing."

"Don't say that! Teacher!"

Wu Shenglan entered the officialdom earlier than Heshen, but now he calls Heshen his teacher: "Last time, Prime Minister Yan became famous at the court meeting. Who doesn't know that he is a very upright official!"

Wu Shenglan's elder brother is called Wu Shengqin, the word is Chongzhi, and he also said with a smile:
"When Yan Xiang eats in restaurants, he only uses a pot of wine, a plate of fennel beans, and a piece of steamed buns! How difficult it is for him to invite him to a table of nine-course noodles!"

Su Ling'a, the right servant of the Ministry of Industry, also smiled and joked: "By the way, I also enjoyed a strict treatment in the yamen of the Ministry of Industry this afternoon."

"As soon as the news of rebuilding the embankment in more than a dozen counties came, we were very worried. The old department hall left us in the yamen to discuss one, two, three, and we didn't have time to eat."

"At this time, I ordered a lunch at Guanglu Temple. Guess what they brought?"

"It can't be fennel beans, right? Hahaha!" Someone suddenly replied, and several party officials immediately laughed.

Even He Shen was amused, and laughed twice.

"Hey! Worse than fennel beans!"

Su Ling'a clapped her hands, and couldn't help but said, "Just a bowl of white noodles in clear soup, not even a little bit of oil, and not even a little bit of salty taste! It made me want to vomit right away!"

vomit~~~
The adults frowned just as they were about to laugh, thinking where did this little clever ghost come from?
Mr. Su told a joke to liven up the atmosphere, why did you still dub the voice?
Looking back at them, they were startled. Isn't the one who vomited out He adults? ?

"Ouch! My lord! What's wrong with you??"

"Teacher? Are you okay..."

All the lords rushed up to support He-sama, but Liu Quan was one step ahead of them and hugged He-sama in his arms.

"Master? Master? What's the matter with you?"

He rolled his eyes and passed out directly.

Liu Quan stared in horror, and just about to exclaim, he felt his arm was pinched.

The doctor who had just arrived at the mouth was replaced by: "Hurry up!!"

Several healthy servants rushed in from outside the hall quickly.

Liu Quan beckoned them to come over and hold He Shen, and at the same time asked all the adults to move away: "Make room, my lords, make room!"

"What's the matter with the adults?"

"Teacher, will you be okay? Why did you vomit all of a sudden..."

I gathered around with party officials and tried to help, but they couldn't intervene.

"Quickly ask the doctor! That's right! Quickly ask the doctor to show Mr. He..."

"I'm going to find Lang Zhong!"

Liu Quan watched the servants rush out with the adults carrying them, turned around with an apologetic smile, and bowed his hands to the officials: "I'm really sorry, my lords, our master should not be able to talk about things today, please change it." Come again in the day!"

After speaking, he also turned his head and ran out with the servants.

"Oh? We have to know what kind of illness He-sama is, right?"

Many officials wanted to follow, but those healthy servants were running fast, carrying Mr. and Mrs. He like a dead pig, and ran away. They couldn't catch up even if they wanted to.

"Hi! What's the matter!"

After a few steps, Wu Xinglan and the others shook their heads and returned to the main hall, but they found the puddle of vomit again halfway.

Normally, people don't go out of their way to look at this kind of thing, it's too disgusting after all.

But this thing is in the way of adults, it is impossible not to see it.

"Eh??"

Wu Shenglan was startled, and stared at the rotten noodles in surprise: "Didn't the teacher go to Yan Xiang's to eat the Nine Vegetables Noodles? Why did you spit out noodles??"

Wu Sheng discovered the blind spot.

"Really!" Several adults looked at it and then turned their heads away, all in amazement, not understanding what kind of magical principle this is.

How could the noodles of these nine dishes turn into noodles when Mr. He's stomach turned?

Su Ling'a was also amazed, and couldn't help but walked over and squatted in front of the beach of noodles, and looked at it carefully for a moment: "Don't mention it, it's also clear soup noodles! There is no stew!"

vomit~~~
Several adults turned their heads to retch.

Somehow, they also felt like throwing up.

　Many readers said that the update is slow, and I actually feel that it is quite tortured now.It will be on the shelves next week, and there will be an explosion when it is on the shelves, and it will not be like this, just a little in a day.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)