Chapter 248: Seeking a friend

Wang Ping'an stood in the crowd, sweating all over his face. He also shouted with others: "Long live, long live!" After shouting a few times, he looked around and saw Di Renjie, not far away, only a few people!

Wang Ping'an hurriedly squeezed over, patted his shoulder, and shouted, "Brother, where did you go just now, why didn't you see you?"

Di Renjie smiled and said, "So many noble people are circling around my elder brother, so I can't squeeze in, so I have to stand outside the circle and watch the scenery!" In fact, he just followed him wherever Wang Ping'an went, but he didn't stand forward too much. He even knew that Wang Ping'an was now the acting imperial physician order!

Wang Ping'an smiled and said, "This time, Shiwen will get a big advantage. Your Majesty actually asked me to be the agent's imperial physician order. Even if I offended several imperial physicians this time, they would not dare to do anything to me!"

"They can only think about flattering you, how can they be louder!" Di Renjie laughed.

After thinking about it, Di Renjie pointed to the envoys from various countries in the flower shed and said, "If this situation is between the people, the seventh and the eighth dukes may suddenly happen, but when it comes to the court, I guess it has been arranged in advance. But why did Your Majesty agree until now? It has been almost an hour since the sky is over noon!"

Wang Ping'an smiled. No matter how smart or talented people in this era are, the amount of information cannot be compared with modern people. What happened in the flower shed can be seen clearly in modern children, but people in this era just can't understand it!

He lowered his voice and said, "You must do enough to do the show. Think about it, even if the emperor ascended the throne, no matter how willing he is in his heart, he has to refuse three times in a row. How many times have he pushed it in the shed? If what I expected is not bad, I will have to let the scholars write poems later. Not only do they have to write about the war, but also write what happened today into the poem and then print and publish it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone in the shed spoke loudly. It was Changsun Wuji. Changsun Wuji shouted: "You guys, scholars from the Tang Dynasty, you have seen the current situation. It was not because of the situation that the Tang Dynasty was in a state of war, but because of the forced urges from all countries. Long live our life, our Lord agreed to send troops to help the Turks quell the rebellion!"

After a pause, he said: "After you all return to your residence, you will write a policy and submit it to the Ministry of Rites by taking what you see and hear today's poetry and prose club. The Ministry of Rites sends special officials to review it, select the best, select the masterpieces, print them into a book, and publish them nationwide!"

When the scholars heard this, they were all overjoyed. They were about to become famous now. I am afraid that this good opportunity will never be encountered again! When they were excited, they shouted long live like a rush!

Everyone was shouting loudly, so Di Renjie had to lie in Wang Ping'an's ear and said, "Brother, you guessed it very accurately. If you infer the world, you are better than me!"

After hearing this, Wang Ping'an also lay down in his ear and said, "I'll infer that this matter is on time today, and nothing else will work!"

Di Renjie lay on his ear again and said, "If the book is printed, it is not equivalent to reporting the news to the Turkic rebels. Maybe they will be prepared and they will also find help!"

Wang Ping'an returned to his ears and said, "It's better to let them know about the letter. If the incident happened suddenly and the tribes were shocked, they might resist our army. As long as time drags on, their people's hearts will disperse. This is called attacking the heart first! Also, brothers, don't talk like this, too tired!"

They didn't shock each other. But as soon as the scholars' voices weakened, a voice shouted in a unique voice: "I organized the poetry meeting. My money I spent, my name is Zhao Bi!"

Afar, another voice sounded: "And I, my name is Lu Xiuzhi!"

The scholars were stunned and then burst into laughter. These two guys have not forgotten to make a name for themselves until now!

This time, he didn't sniff in his ears and screamed. Di Renjie whispered: "Brother, the emperor won't order to send troops to the Turkic Grassland now, right? In this season, when the army is mobilized and then driving to the Turkic grassland, will it be snowing?"

Wang Ping'an said: "I won't issue an order here, how can I let the specific matters..." He looked around and lowered his voice, "How could people like us know? As I expected, Your Majesty is going to return to the palace now, and the envoys from various countries will follow me, and in all the eleven will 'forgot' me. If you don't believe me, just watch it!"

He bit the word "forget" very seriously, meaning: Although I just had an official position and was still the chief officer, I was still not qualified to participate in the matter!

Di Renjie nodded heavily and agreed!

Sure enough, after a while, Shi Zhongchen stood up and shouted, asking the scholars to retreat and give up the passage, and the emperor was about to get back to the palace. A large number of imperial guards rushed into the garden, surrounded Li Shimin and civil and military officials, left Furong Garden, got in the car and drove back to the palace.

Although the people outside the garden were confused, it was not important to not understand the matter. What was important was that they saw the emperor standing behind the railings, smiling and nodding to them!

Although I live in Chang'an, there are still not many opportunities to see the emperor. In addition, I can see so close and so clearly that the people are all excited and excited. They wave to the emperor desperately, cheering, and the sound of long live echoes through the sky. Wherever the dragon chariot goes, there is a sea of ​​cheers!

When the car drove out of the park, many scholars followed the car and the Furong Garden became much quieter. Looking at the mess all over the ground, Di Renjie shook his head and said, "Brother, you guessed it right again. The emperor really didn't ask you to leave together!"

Wang Ping'an sighed and suddenly laughed: "Fortunately, I didn't ask me to go with me. If I really called me, I wouldn't know how to answer if I asked me for comments or something. I don't know where the Dayan tribe is!"

Di Renjie smiled and said, "Actually, I don't even know where the Qiding tribe is. We have never paid attention to the Turkic matters!"

While speaking, Ding Danruo and Ke Lianwu ran over, and a large group of people were followed behind. The most conspicuous ones were the two monks. Hui Zhenghe ran over with joy when he was in trouble and was in trouble and shouted: "Young Master Wang, the little monk has received a lot of alms today. As long as the little monk said it was from the Inspiration Temple, there will be someone..."

Hui Zheng scolded, "You call Master Nianyou the prince, you are simply a little bit big or small!" After scolding him for having trouble, he smiled and said, "Mr. Nianyou, the travel fee for going to India to obtain scriptures, my nephew has already prepared almost all the time. You can go to choose a day and set off!"

Wang Ping'an sighed: "You still haven't forgotten to get any true scriptures!"

Huizheng put his palms together, chanted Amitabha Buddha, and said solemnly: "I dare to forget for a moment!"

A large group of people came over not far away, and they were actually a group of imperial physicians from the Imperial Medical Office. Tao Judong came over with joy on his face and shouted: "Mr. Wang, my subordinates come to pay their respects!"

More than ten imperial physicians were brought over, and they were among the top groups in the Imperial Medical Office. The imperial physicians looked at Wang Ping'an with all kinds of expressions, some were dissatisfied, some were unhappy, some were jealous, but some were happy, some were flattering, and some were hesitant, not knowing how to face Wang Ping'an!

The imperial physicians came to Wang Ping'an, clasped their fists together, raised them high above their heads, bowed to the ground, and said in unison: "See Lord Wang!"

Ah, ah... Two screams sounded! The imperial physicians were trembling with fear and raised their heads in surprise. Who is this?

Ding Danruo and Ke Lianwu hurriedly covered their mouths. They looked at Wang Ping'an excitedly. Ding Danruo put down his hand and asked, "Young Master, have you become an adult?"

Wang Ping'an smiled and said, "I have always been an adult, and I haven't been a child for a long time!" He raised his hand and said, "Sir, there is no need to be too polite, I'll be exempted!"

After saying the four words "No need to be polite", I felt really happy. It turns out that when these four words, I feel very good. No wonder everyone wants to be an official, want to be a high-ranking official, salute others, and salute themselves, and feel different!

Tao Judong straightened up, pulled Tao Dongsheng who was hiding behind him, and smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, my nephew, I have had some misunderstandings with you before. If you don't remember the villain's mistakes, please don't keep it in your heart! Otherwise, if you think this is good, I will ask my nephew to do all the procedures for you to join the job. I won't bother you to worry about it, and I will be considered apologizing!"

Wang Ping'an hesitated for a moment. This is the other party showing goodwill and demanding reconciliation! In this case, if you accept the show of goodwill, it will not be embarrassing to meet in the future. Whether you can make friends is the future. If you do not accept the show of goodwill, then prepare to accept an enemy or a group of enemies!

He nodded, and raised his hand, saying, "Ping'an doesn't understand the affairs of the officialdom, and he is worried that no one will give me advice. Brother Tao is willing to help, Ping'an is grateful!"

The Tao family and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Fortunately, Wang Ping'an was as gentle as the rumor, and he was never difficult to be with others. The imperial physicians were polite and then said goodbye and left!

One group of people left, and immediately changed another group of people came up, flattering, slapping, and getting close to each other. There were all people who arranged the family genealogy, and they all surrounded them!

Wang Ping'an couldn't bear it. He finally understood why Changsun Wuji beat the gift-giving person to him. Everyone liked the gifts, but the additional flattery words were really unbearable! I really don't understand why so many people in the world like to listen to flattery!

After a few social events, Wang Ping'an ran away from Furong Garden, got in the car and fled back to Inspiration Temple. But unexpectedly, he fled back to the temple. The flatterers actually followed him to the temple, waiting in line to flatter Wang Ping'an, which made Wang Ping'an hide in the backyard and dared not even leave the door!

Di Renjie blocked the guest in front, and his mouth was so painful that he didn't drive away the flatterers. In the end, Zhao Bi and the others explained the matter in Furong Garden and ran to the temple!

Although Zhao Bi and the others are not good at other things, their skills are really not overwhelming. They were so poor that they even scared the flatterers and said goodbye one after another!

The flatterers left the stage and the old friends came on the stage. This time, Wang Ping'an couldn't escape, so he had to accompany them to have a big meal and drink from the table to the bottom of the table. That's all!

The next morning, Wang Ping'an got up and felt a headache. He asked the little maid to make a bowl of quenching soup for himself. After breakfast, he saw that the others were not awake yet. He rode out of the Inspiration Temple alone, inquired all the way, and walked to the Imperial Medical Office.

I haven't walked far and hadn't reached Zhuque Street yet. Suddenly, someone shouted by the street, "Please be a friend!" A man who looked like a scholar ran out, thumped, knelt on the edge of the road, and raised a roll of white paper high above his head!
Chapter completed!