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Chapter Five Hundred and Three Changes(2/2)

If he hadn't pressed step by step, coveted his position, and pressed step by step, he wouldn't have suppressed it all the time and fought for the moment. He was responsible for this, and the right prime minister was the same.

After doing this, he is now like this, and the right prime minister has to pay a certain responsibility.

But not only did he not feel it, he despised himself, which made the left prime minister, who had been alone for half his life, unable to accept it.

He pursed the corners of his lips tightly, and his eyes gradually turned cold.

The right prime minister is really too presumptuous.

It seems that he is so easy to talk to during this period that he forgets how he has been through these years.

He knocked on the carriage board, and the coachman immediately drove to the duty station.

The right prime minister had already arrived, and several officials who were dependent on him were coming out of his duty room.

The few people were saying something, but when they saw the left prince coming, they immediately stood up and bowed respectfully.

The Zuo Xiang glanced over with a faint expression and made a slight sign, so that everyone could pass by.

Several officials waited until the left prince walked away before breathing a sigh of relief.

Zuo Xiangren left, his attention was always left behind. He noticed the expressions of everyone. He frowned slightly and turned his head and said, "Come here for a moment."

Everyone lifted it up in one breath and kept following.

In the distance, someone saw everyone following him into the room. After a while, he smiled happily and hurried to report to the right prime minister.

The right prime minister was initially surprised, "You said the left prime minister called them?"

The visitor nodded.

Youxiang thought for a moment and sneered, "I'm still playing with this with me."

He put the document down and stood up.

After thinking about it, I sat down again.

"I get it," he said.

After waiting for a while, he saw that he had no orders anymore, so he had to leave.

The Right Prime Minister waited until the person went out, and then he angrily threw the official document, "It's outrageous, play this with me."

He snorted coldly, stood up and walked around a few times before saying, "Well, I want to see who is swaying."

That being said, he was still in a bad mood.

But Zuo Xiang is in the payroll not far away, so he must not give in.

Not to mention the turbulent waves of the Central Secretariat Mansion, the Ministry of Works is also in a mess.

Several craftsmen were at a loss at the yard with a messy hair and a messy body.

Yuan Baoer rushed over after hearing the news, "What's the matter?"

"You are here," the craftsmen breathed a sigh of relief as if they saw their savior.

"This is from Zhong Laoyao's house."

Yuan Baoer nodded, recalled it in her mind, and immediately met the number.

Zhong Laoyao was the one who came over to her that day to tell her about the portrait.

She immediately became alert.

Zhong Laoyao had just finished telling her the portrait, and something happened a few days later. If it was a coincidence, it would be too coincidental.

"This is the adults here," someone whispered.

The wife of Zhong Laoyao's family hurriedly got up from the ground. Before she could speak, the old woman next to her pulled her over and ran to the front by herself.

"You are the one in charge here?"

"I ask you, where is my son? Where did you hide him?"

The old woman's tone was extremely shaky, as if she was trying to indict her.

Yuan Baoer brows slightly moved, and she knew in her heart that something was wrong.

But she was very modest and even had some gentleness, "Auntie, you're not right."

"It's true that Zhong Laoyao is a craftsman here, but we have to leave every day."

"The government office will leave no idle people behind."

"Zhong Laoyao is so old that he is not a child, so I don't seem to have the obligation to send him home."

"You are not a person."

"Or why you go and take a look, maybe you'll find it somewhere."

When the craftsmen heard this, they immediately followed suit.

"You fart," the old woman spat fiercely, "It's just that you hid him, do you think no one sees it?"

Yuan Baoer smiled more and more kindly, "You said you saw it when you see it. If you have the ability, you will invite someone and let's face it in front of you."

"Do you dare?"

The old woman was suspicious and said despicable for a moment: "You are fooling me, I'll leave, how about you, right?"

"I'll tell you, stop dreaming, I won't be fooled."

Yuan Baoer smiled, "Don't worry, I will never run away. I'm here, waiting for you."

"The craftsmen here are looking at me, is that okay?"

The old woman refused to believe it and forced herself to grab her daughter-in-law, "You stay here and stare, and don't leave her for a moment."

The lady who was pulled over was very honest and nodded silently, looking very obedient.

Yuan Baoer still remembers Zhong Laoyao. He is a little timid and very timid, but he is simple and can't hide any of it.

She thought it was strange at first.

At this age, I still like to show my feelings.

But when I saw his mother, I finally understood.

Seeing this, Yuan Baoer is sharply warning herself that she must not be a bad mother-in-law in the future, let alone a good mother who does everything herself and wishes she can replace her.

In a blink of an eye, the old woman pushed the two girls standing beside her over.

"You two are standing here. If she dares to speak, point it out and let everyone watch it to see if she is ashamed."

This is obviously referring to Yuan Baoer.

Everyone looked at Yuan Baoer.

Yuan Baoer is a fourth-rank senior, but now he is criticized by a rural woman.

Not to mention that she is an official, even the craftsman here can't stand being scolded so arbitrary.

But Yuan Baoer suffered.

Not only did she suffer, she also looked as usual and even smiled at the corner of her mouth.

This is making the old woman very upset.

But she didn't dare to take action. She knew very well that whether it was said or scolded, it could be explained that it was anger that lost her son.

But if she takes action, the nature will change, and the person said, "You must not beat me, otherwise she will be arrested."

She is not afraid of being caught. As long as she can find him, she can die.

But she would never take risks until she found it.

Yuan Baoer sat upright in the middle of the yard and asked the craftsmen to do it. She sat with the lady and the two little ladies.

The workshop yard is very large, and everyone intentionally avoids it, which gives them enough space.

Yuan Baoer measured the lady for a while and said warmly: "Are these two your daughters?"

The lady nodded slightly, buried her head deeply, and didn't even dare to lift it up.

Yuan Baoer smiled, "Don't be afraid, we are idle, so just chat."

"My surname is Yuan, and my name is Baoer. You can call me Mrs. Yuan or Baoer."

The lady shook her head quickly, and then she said quietly: "You are an adult."

Yuan Bao shook his head, "You didn't work in the Ministry of Works, who are you calling me?"

"If we don't think about that, let's call me Mrs. Yuan."
Chapter completed!
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