Don’t be too poisonous to the concubine of the Wu family who was born in Wu

Chapter 3833 102. The best doctor heals the country (The old prime minister talked to Yuhua from the bottom of his heart and told him his old stories)
Looking at Yuhua's confused face, the old prime minister who was deeply involved in the matter couldn't help but sigh.

When I first entered the officialdom, I also had a burning original intention and a belief, based on the belief of being loyal to the emperor and assisting the country, and pleading for the people...

But since when did my heart start to change? Becoming greedy, power-hungry, and no longer looking down on the inferiors?
Also, from some point on, he began to have class ideas and forgot that he had achieved his current success only with the support of the people.

And what about him? On the surface, he behaves in a glamorous and noble manner, but in private, he does dirty things that can be criticized by the world for generations.

He knew very well that with his sins, what good would it do even if he had descendants? They would just be the continuation of his hypocritical and ugly bloodline.

Perhaps having no descendants is also a good choice...

Thinking of this, the old prime minister's bitter smile was full of desolation, but his face relaxed and he no longer cared about the outcome of anything like before.

"All of you go down, I have something I want to talk to Doctor Yu alone."

When a person takes off all his disguises, he will understand that nothing in this world is important, what is important is a sincere heart.

The old prime minister waved his hand and dismissed several of his confidants, leaving only Yuhua alone.

"Doctor Yu, what kind of magic medicine did you give me? All those years I couldn't understand something, but after I fell into a coma, I suddenly understood it."

After sending away the people around him, the old prime minister smiled, and this time his politeness was sincere.

"Me? I didn't ask the old prime minister to take any medicine. Maybe there are some bad memory fragments. It's better to forget than to worry about it. This person, living is already very tiring. If there are still so many painful things hidden in the heart, don't you think such a life is too heavy?"

"Yes~ There are too many things hidden in my heart, it is really tiring, I understand this very well."

As he spoke, the old prime minister's ease was not only reflected in his deep affection, but his body also became a lot lighter.

He walked to the tea table and actually poured tea and water for Yuhua himself.

"I like tasting tea very much, but for many years, I have long forgotten the joy of brewing tea. Instead, I gladly accept the beautiful tea masters who are looking for me to curry favor with me and brew elegant tea. The tea no longer tastes bitter when I drink it, but is more of a pleasant drink, and... the pleasure of being superior to others."

As he spoke, the old prime minister skillfully drilled the tea, boiled water, and brewed tea...

Watching this series of skillful movements, Yuhua was suddenly surprised. He never expected that the old prime minister's tea art skills were so amazing.

At this moment, the old prime minister brewed a pot of good tea, raised his eyes, and invited: "Doctor Yu, don't just stand there, come and taste my cooking skills."

Yuhua's body trembled slightly, and he felt a little embarrassed, but he was always a respectable person. Even though he was panicking, he still maintained a decent posture. He held up his sleeves with both hands and slowly walked towards the tea table. "Doctor Yu, please..."

The old prime minister signaled Yuhua with his eyes to sit down, and he personally poured a cup of tea for Yuhua.

Yuhua was a little confused about what the cunning old man in front of him wanted to do, and he became completely uncomfortable.

"Come, how about a taste of me?"

Yuhua did not dare to be negligent. He raised his hand to hold the cup, but he still behaved politely and drank the tea with his sleeves covered. However, he was not a big fan of drinking tea. His tongue had long been rotten by the medicinal herbs and he could no longer taste the tea.

"how?"

The old prime minister asked again and again, and seemed to be very much looking forward to Yuhua's answer.

"Prime Minister, I am rude. I am not familiar with the art of tea, so I dare not make any assertions in front of you."

"Hahaha~ It seems that Doctor Yu is really an honest person. If it were someone else, they would say a lot of flattering words to curry favor with me even if they knew nothing."

After these words were spoken, Yuhua felt embarrassed and lowered his head in silence.

At this time, the old prime minister did not continue to embarrass Yuhua. After filling the other party's cup of tea, he took a sip by himself and said meaningfully: "Sure enough, some Kung Fu will really regress if you don't practice it for many years."

As he spoke, the old prime minister slowly put down the teacup in his hand and continued, "I used to be a servant. In order to quickly climb to a high position, I knew that my superior liked to drink tea, so I worked hard to practice tea art, so that one day I could please him and get his favor, so that I could have a backer... Haha! In the beginning, I spent a lot of effort to practice this tea art. Just the way I measured the tea with my hands, the control of the fire, the quality of the tea soup... Haha, I don't know how many times I practiced before I gradually achieved results. However, in the eyes of the princes and nobles, my service skills were not up to par at all, and were even worse than the prostitutes in Ji Le Pavilion..."

As he spoke, a helpless and ridiculous expression appeared on the old prime minister's face.

"I remember that time when I was serving tea to the Lord of the Ministry of Rites, I was criticized for being vulgar and was deliberately spilled with hot water on my hands. At that time, I didn't even have the right to say anything. Even though my hands were in pain and blisters appeared, I could only force a smile. Who made me meet such a difficult master?"

Hearing this, Yuhua was stunned. He did not expect that such a high-ranking old prime minister would have such a terrible experience.

As he spoke, the old prime minister rolled up his sleeves, revealing the old scars, and showed them to Yuhua.

"Compared to the pain in my hand, I felt endless humiliation. Can a corrupt scholar just rely on his power and prestige to look down on others and bully others at will? I still remember his arrogant and contemptuous look. It was that experience that aroused all the evil in my heart. I told myself that no matter what, I must climb up and suppress those who look down on me one by one, no matter what means, because if people have no rights, they can't even protect their own dignity..."

As he spoke, a fierce light flashed in the old prime minister's eyes. It was probably a hatred that he would never forget in his life.

"I think that we young people just want an opportunity, a chance to make a name for ourselves in the political arena. Why are there so many people suppressing us? Don't these people know that leaving a way out for others is also leaving a way out for themselves? Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust..."