I am not a deposed emperor of Han Dynasty

Chapter 49 Dare to say that the widow is incompetent (read more)
The person who came in was none other than Yu Wuyou who had been fighting for three days and two nights with the pile of accounts that Hetian had brought back.

This Yu Wuyou's eyes were bloodshot, his hair was a little messy, and his usually spotless robe was covered with large and small ink stains and sawdust scraped from wooden tablets.

After Yu Wuyou rushed into the main hall, he bowed to Liu He, and then said anxiously: "Your Highness, the officials have cleared up those accounts!"

As soon as Yu Wuyou said the words, he found that the atmosphere in the side hall was a bit different.

Liu He raised his hand as if trying to stop him, while the unknown commoner next to him opened his mouth halfway, and the expression on his face was frozen like a stone statue.

Why are there people in this side hall, and why are they still kneeling here with His Highness?

Yu Wuyou is good at everything, the only shortcoming is that at certain times, he lacks vision, such as now.

"Your Highness, the officials have already found the loopholes in Tian Bushi's account books!"

Yu Wuyou said it again, his tone was full of complacency and showing off, for the calm and introverted Yu Wuyou, it was really rare to have such an emotion.

"Your Highness... Your Highness, what Your Highness?" Meng Ban, who was full of astonishment, seemed unable to speak at this moment. The hand that patted Liu He's shoulder was raised involuntarily, and then pointed at Liu He tremblingly. .

Yu Wuyou frowned, very dissatisfied with Meng Ban's presumptuous action.

"Of course it's His Royal Highness the King of Changyi."

The air in the hall froze with these words.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Ban suddenly withdrew his "rebellious" hand, and kowtowed to Liu He in a panic.

"The villain deserves to die, the villain deserves to die, the villain deserves to die!"

Meng Ban just kept repeating this sentence as if his soul had been taken away.

The instigator of all this, Yu Wuyou, couldn't see clearly the situation at this time. He looked at Liu He with some numbness, and then at Meng Ban who was still on the ground with his head bowed.

Liu He pressed his temples with his hands, and shook his head with a wry smile. This Yu Wuyou was too good at picking the right moment. He was about to get into the main topic of the conversation, but he was interrupted just like that.

"Yu Langzhong, you go to the Changyi Palace and wait for the widow. After the widow has finished talking with this Lord Meng, I will go to you again. What do you think?"

"No." Yu Wuyou agreed, exited the side hall with a look of doubt, and walked in the direction of Changyi Hall.

Liu He stood up, walked to the couch that belonged to him in the hall and sat down.

"Master Meng, those who don't know are not guilty. The one who talked to you in this side hall just now was a member of the Prime Minister's family, so you are naturally not guilty."

As Liu He spoke, he didn't know if Meng Ban, who was still pausing his head, heard clearly, but at least it seemed that the strength of the pausing was a little lighter.

"Damn the villain! Damn the villain!"

"If you continue not to pick up widows, you really deserve to die."

Liu He intentionally made his voice colder, and Meng Ban stopped as expected, and lay low on the ground with his hands propped up.

"The widow has said it, forgive you for your innocence, raise your head and speak."

"promise."

Meng Ban's forehead was flushed, and it seemed that the dozens of heads just kowtowed really well.

"The widow didn't intend to hide it from you, but just wanted to hear the truth in your heart, but unexpectedly, he was disturbed by that Yu Wuyou."

"However, the widow still wants to hear the truth from you. Are you willing to be honest with the widow?"

Meng Ban looked at Liu He's familiar face, and the scenes of yesterday and today flashed before his eyes, making him feel dizzy.

Not only did I almost kick His Highness out of the workshop yesterday, but I also compared His Highness with my two unworthy sons.

And just now, he even pulled His Highness's sleeve and patted His Highness's shoulder, even brazenly trying to say good things to His Highness.

These things made Mengban wish he could chop off his hands and sew his mouth up.

Now that Liu He asked Meng Ban to tell the truth, he had no choice but to agree, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"The person who went to look for you was Dai Zong, the visitor next to you. What he said to you was true. I saw that your craftsmanship is very good when I went to your shop yesterday."

"Because the widow still had important things to do at that time, I didn't have time to talk deeply, so I specially asked Dai Zong to invite you here today."

The word "please" that Liu He said made Meng Ban, who was still in shock, panic for a while.

"Your Highness is absurd. The villain is just a mere carpenter in the city of Changyi. He cannot afford such courtesy from His Highness."

Meng Ban wiped the sweat from his forehead while talking.

"Oh, then what kind of person is worthy of this kind of courtesy, I would like to hear what Master Meng said."

"This, this is naturally a person with great ability."

"Then Master Meng's craftsmanship in making wooden utensils, does it count as a skill?"

How could Meng Ban dare to answer this question, so he could only continue to say: "It's all just a small skill, nothing more than a small skill."

"In this way, are those designs of overturned carts and columbine carts also trivial tricks?"

Meng Ban was questioned. This drawing was given by the engineer He Shijun, and it is said that it was drawn by a clever disciple in the Prime Minister's mansion.

If it is said that the pattern is also a small skill, it may bring trouble to myself if it is spread.

But after thinking about it again, the addition of He Shijun, Ma Shijun and the unknown servants is indeed insignificant in front of His Highness.

If you're looking for trouble, just ask His Highness for trouble.

Thinking of this, Meng Ban didn't stop doing anything, and said with his eyes closed, "Although the pattern is exquisite, it's still a small skill."

"The widow will tell you one more thing. The pattern was also drawn by the widow stroke by stroke. If you say that this drawing is a small skill, are you saying that the widow is also a person without skills?"

These few words of Liu He are a bit forceful, but there is nothing wrong with it at first glance.

These words formed a series of gaps, which fell on Meng Ban's body.

That Meng Ban's face turned green and red, white and black, as if he had opened a dyeing room, it was really wonderful.

"This...then..." Meng Ban was sweating profusely, not knowing what to say.

"You also saw that the doctor was waiting for the widow just now, so why don't you waste the widow's time with these vain gifts?"

"No." Meng Ban, who was overly frightened, finally deflated like a trampled pig piss.

"The widow wants to build a workshop and needs a group of experienced craftsmen. Are you willing to follow the widow and bring the whole family to this workshop to find a job?"

After hearing these words, Meng Chao's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and then a flustered expression appeared on his face again.

This panic obviously did not come from surprise, but more like fright.

"Your Highness, the villain begs you to spare the villain's family!"

After finishing speaking, Meng Ban started to kowtow to Liu He again.

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)