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Chapter 593 Disciple Wang Fute Comes to Greet Mr. Enfu (fourth update)

After watching the elite soldiers of the Imperial City Division leave, Zhao Abbot turned his head and sat down opposite Yang Duzhi with a smile.

Yang Duzhi chuckled, and poured a cup for Zhao Abban with the pot.

Abban Zhao stretched out his hands, and after taking it, he raised his neck and sucked it dry.

Yang Duzhi, who was in front of him, could hear it meaningfully.

"We have to do a good job of what the number one scholar is about to do this time. Please keep an eye on these little bastards."

"Everyone knows, don't worry, the matter of Mr. Zhuangyuan will definitely be watched personally, and he dare not slack off in the slightest."

"But having said that, why is the Zhuangyuan Guild interested in that yellow-haired school secretary?"

"Don't talk about you, our family can't figure it out. After all, how can ordinary people like you and me be able to guess what the champion does?"

These words made Zhao Abban deeply convinced, and he nodded frequently.

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Liang Shicheng walked out of the palace gate slowly, boarded the soft sedan chair that belonged to him, and after sitting in the sedan chair, he lazily gave instructions, and then began to close his eyes and regain his composure.

As great eunuchs, they have houses in Tokyo, which is the privilege given to them by the officials.

However, although I also have a house, it is far from Tong Guan's grand mansion.

Even compared with Yang Jian's, it is far behind. Originally, Li Yan's house was quite good, but Liang Shicheng had been greedy for a long time.

It's a pity, since Li Yan died, the house was taken back by the government.

He, Mr. Liang, really wanted that house, but unfortunately, he never had the right opportunity to speak up.

Thinking about a few days ago, after I presented my copybook to the official family, but because of the childish incident, the official family immediately ignored it.

This really made Master Liang very gloomy in his heart, but then again, Tong Guan's ugly words.

But it provoked great evil in the hearts of the officials, and even buried the boy in disgrace, which made him, Mr. Liang, feel at ease.

At that moment, Liang Shicheng was sitting in the soft sedan chair, wobbling and thinking wildly.

A familiar voice was heard outside the car.

"En House, En House... Disciple Wang Fute came to greet Mr. En House."

Liang Shicheng sighed helplessly, and opened the sedan chair curtain, and sure enough, he saw the man with yellow eyebrows and a wide mouth bowing his knees at the gate of his mansion to bow to him.

There was a flattering and even flattering smile on his face, and there was a food box in front of him.

"It's you again, okay, what did you bring to our family today, hey, this smell..."

Liang Shicheng couldn't help sniffing, his expression became puzzled.

"Mr. Enfu, didn't you say that there are very few dishes in Tokyo that suit your taste, but the fish soup made by Huji Fish Restaurant, five miles south of Chenzhou Gate, is the most delicious. .

The disciple reckoned that Mr. Enfu should be on duty today, so he rushed to the Huji shop early in the morning to buy a can of fish soup, just to let Mr. Enfu have a good meal..."

"Okay, okay, it's rare that you have a heart."

Smelling the alluring fragrance, Liang Shicheng couldn't help pursing his lips, and slightly nodded towards Wang Fu, who is now the school clerk in the Secretary's Ministry.

On the side, his confidant brought the food box into the mansion, Liang Shicheng took two steps, and signaled to Wang Fu.

Wang Fu couldn't help showing ecstasy, and followed the official's confidant into the mansion.

"Okay, okay, there are thousands of delicacies in Bianliang City, Tokyo, but our family's mouth is like this fish soup."

Sipping the fish soup in the bowl, Liang Shicheng smiled with ease.

And Wang Fu, who received a bowl from Liang Shicheng, was also full of praise, which means that the freshness of these fish soups is definitely a rare delicacy in the world.

Only a wise man like Mr. Enfu can understand the extreme taste of this fish soup.

Listening to the brazen flattery of this little school clerk, he really resembled himself back then.

At that time, I was also so young. In the Duan Palace, I had already seen the strong eat the weak. In order to protect myself, I could only restrain my edge and grow up carefully.

In the end, I slowly climbed forward step by step, and the many stumbling blocks that stood in front of me either collapsed or were pushed down.

In the end, there was only Yang Jian left in front of him.

It's a pity that Yang Jian won't die, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to become the closest person in the official family.

Not long after he created the thin gold body by himself as an official, he, who claims to be a cultural man among eunuchs, decided to take the route of talent.

Began to practice the thin gold body hard, and now, the thin gold body is almost perfect, but unfortunately, although the officials praise me very much.

But I always let myself feel that there is something between me and the official family, but I can't see through it or touch it.

It seemed that Yang Da knew something, but how could he tell the truth from Yang Da who was very wary of him.

This made Liang Shicheng sigh a little. After finishing his bowl of fish soup, he glanced at Wang Fu, who had become his neighbor's school secretary a few months ago.

This kid came to visit frequently, he had an unusually thick skin, but he had a sweet mouth, and he was quite generous in his actions, and more importantly, he did things quite according to his own wishes.

As time goes by, he no longer rejects this kid calling him Mr. Enfu.

It's a pity, after all, he's just a small school secretary, let's take a look, if there is a chance, he will not hesitate to promote him.

Thinking of this, Liang Shicheng turned his head and gave some instructions to his entourage. After a while, the entourage rushed back and respectfully handed over a folded rice paper.

After Liang Shicheng shook his eyes and looked at it, he got up with a smile and came to Wang Fu who had already stood up, and handed it over.

"Thank you for your hard work. For the sake of your sincerity, this is just written by our family in the past few days. You can take it and practice carefully..."

"Thank you, Mr. Enfu, for bestowing your masterpiece on this disciple. This disciple must practice hard and live up to Mr. Enfu..."

Wang Fu moved Yan Shuang with joy, knelt down on the ground, received it respectfully, and thanked Master Liang for a long time.

After seeing Liang Shicheng's troubled face, he wisely got up and left.

Holding the copybook of Liang Shicheng, Wang Fu left Liang Shicheng's mansion with a smile on his face, and went straight to the courtyard diagonally opposite, pushed the door and entered.

Ignoring the servants who saluted him, Wang Fu walked quickly. After returning to the study, he carefully spread out the copybook given by Liang Shicheng slowly.

His fingers touched the writing on it, and his expression became more and more excited.

It's true that the emperor pays off, sharpening the knife without cutting firewood by mistake, my unremitting efforts in the past six months have finally moved this Liang Zhongguan...

(End of this chapter)