Your majesty is awesome

Chapter 22 Peng Xianchang, who reached the pinnacle of life after cerebral thrombosis (seeking monthly ticket recommendation)
"He, uh... this fairy elder, isn't he really sick?"

He heard the obvious question from the manager of the Cai Mansion.

Gao Zhang chuckled, and then his expression became serious.

"Why, this steward, is it possible that he has seen other immortals who have failed in becoming immortals, lost their Nascent Soul, and their Nascent Soul has been severely injured by heavenly thunder?"

As the so-called master humiliated his minister to death, Fu An, who was the son's confidant, stood up and shook his thumb in the direction of the son with an angry face.

"Do you dare to doubt my son's words? As the saying goes, a mule is a horse, pull it out for a walk, if you have the ability, you can bring an immortal whose soul has been severely injured to show us..."

Gao Zhang's face froze instantly with a hint of gratification. Does the word "hold" seem a little too incompetent and too magical?
Gao Zhang resisted the urge to shoot with a flying leg, wiped his face, and said sincerely to the steward of Cai's mansion.

"May I ask Cai Xiang to ask you to come here to supervise your Liulang's apprenticeship, or to provoke trouble?"

"If you are here to provoke trouble, and insult my master Peng Xuanji with words again and again..."

Unexpectedly, Gao Zhang, a child, suddenly turned his face. When he thought that the other party was just a kid, it was normal to have no city.

The scheming steward of Cai's mansion hurriedly apologized with a smile.

"Young Master Gao, you really misunderstood. The villain really took the order of my master to supervise the young master to pay his respects to his immortal master. There is no other intention."

The old liar Peng, who was paralyzed on the small couch and suffered from severe cerebral thrombosis, never thought that the brightest moment of his life would be now.

Look at a son of a Taiwei, a son of a prime minister, saluting his disciples in unison, saluting respectfully.

The old liar who actually reached the pinnacle of his life after a cerebral thrombosis was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

He tried hard to stare at his cloudy eyes, but his crooked mouth could not utter any other syllables except ho ho ho and a drop or two of clear saliva.

"Okay, I've finished my apprenticeship, Gao...Senior Brother Gao, I'll go back first."

"Hey, hey... I said that my junior brother may have forgotten, did you bring this one for apprenticeship?"

Gao Zhang raised his hand to block it, and rubbed his fingers together.

"Ah, this..." Cai Laoliu, who never spends his own money when going out, looked at his rapidly writhing fingers, this scene was so familiar...

Seeing Cai Laoliu's stupid look, Gao Zhang was really unhappy, and the smile on his face also skillfully switched to that of a creditor.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, in the name of coming to worship a teacher, in the end, he came here empty-handed.

What's the matter, you old six, you want to come to my Gaofu to prostitute a master for free without spending money?
Hmm... It seems a bit indecent to use the word prostitution here, but there should be nothing wrong with the word prostitution.

When Gao Zhang took out the IOU signed by Cai Laoliu before to apprentice Shuxiu.

Looking at the amount of money on it, the housekeeper of the Cai Mansion came over with an exaggerated expression like a hippopotamus undergoing hemorrhoid surgery without anesthesia.

"A thousand strings?!"

"Why, do you want to admit it?!"

"I..." Cai Laoliu looked at the IOU written by himself, and his eyes turned red.

At that time, Lao Tzu wanted to quickly end the humiliation scene, turn around and take revenge on Gao Zhang.

How could he have thought that today, he was kicked out by his own father to confess his cowardice by copying the ruler, so he never thought of this at all.

The Cai Mansion steward's eyelids twitched wildly, looking at the boy from the Gao family who didn't have any money, and turned his face when he heard that he had no money.

I can only bite the bullet and try to comfort him, a thousand points, it's not like I, a little manager, can be the master.

Half an hour later, in the study of the Cai Mansion, the roar of the Prime Minister of the Great Song Dynasty was heard again.

There is also the screaming and screaming of Cai Laoliu.

Hearing that the steward standing outside the study door, who dared not to move, nor dared to persuade, was terrified.

I was afraid that Xiangye, who was so angry with his own son that he lost his composure like an active volcano, would vent his evil fire on himself.

With a creak, the door of the study finally opened, and Cai Jing, who was sweating on his brow, put down his sleeves and walked out of the study.

Turning his gaze, he landed on the steward who accompanied Liu Lang to Gao Qiu's mansion.

Feeling Master Cai Jing's vicious gaze, the steward's spine almost bent ninety degrees.

"master……"

Cai Jing looked darkly into the distance, stroking his long beard, and said in a dark way.

"Go to the accountant's place, give a thousand guan, and send it to that bastard Gao Zhang. The truth is, it's not enough to send him this little money."

"Yes, the villain will do it now." The steward nodded repeatedly, and the moment he turned his head and left, from the corner of his eye, he saw Cai Liulang who was lying on the ground and humming.

Well, poor Liulang, he was beaten by his own father twice in one day.If the beating goes on like this, I don't know if Liu Lang will be like his big brother, uh... bah bah bah, I didn't say anything.

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"Husband, do you think it's too much for Zhang'er to accept so many apprentices from Cai Laoliu, Shu Xiu?"

Sitting beside her husband Gao Qiu, Mrs. Huang always felt a little restless.

"Our Xiang Cai is a master who cannibalize people without spit out bones, but now Zhang'er..."

"Okay...you don't have to worry, lady." Gao Qiu patted the back of his wife's hand and explained patiently.

"Let's leave it to the child to toss about. Cai Jing wouldn't notice a little money."

"The government is most afraid of someone deceiving him. Before, the government ordered Yang Jian to come to the door to comfort him the next day."

"It shows that the officials know that my son is the one who has been wronged. I am afraid that Liulang of the Cai family came to the door to study as a teacher. It is Cai Jing's helpless act to put down the anger of the officials..."

Besides, Gao Qiu is the official's confidant and old man, and he also has a considerable weight in the official's heart.

Otherwise, he would not give himself the key position of Taiwei, who actually controls the military power of Sanya.The officials surrounded him, so what if Cai Jing grew superhuman?
After hearing her husband's well-founded explanation, Huang finally felt at ease.

Since the husband thinks it's okay, then let Zhang'er make trouble by himself, kid, it's harmless to make trouble again.

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"He is Gao Taiwei's son?" Zhou Lang sat in front of Miss Shi Shi, his expression became very ugly.

"Zhou Lang..." Miss Shi Shi hurriedly put her hand on Zhou Lang's shoulder, speaking softly.

"From my perspective, Gao Zhang can be regarded as a good-natured, well-behaved child."

"Furthermore, yesterday he chatted and laughed happily with Officer Zhao, they were quite intimate, and the servants passed their conversations.

It is certain that the child did not know the true identity of Officer Zhao, and he did not reveal a single word about what happened that day. "

"But he is a child after all, he doesn't know the seriousness, if he accidentally leaks this matter."

"The slave family decided to find a reason to invite the child over and coax him well, so that he can surely keep his mouth shut."

Miss Shishi, who was a disaster for the country and the people, confidently puffed up her breasts that could not be seen from front to back, and her charming watery eyes made Zhou Lang's heart skip a beat.

Xuan and Zhou Lang thought of the child who had a lot of experience under the bed, and couldn't help feeling worried and fidgeting.

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