I want to be a good minister

Chapter 371
"Where's Mr. Cen?" An Xiujun turned his head and asked Xiang Zhongqi, who was stunned and looked at his master.

Master, this is inside the Qing Palace, so Mr. Cen is naturally outside the palace. Besides, Mr. Cen is a foreign minister, can he enter this palace if he wants?
An Xiujun frowned suddenly, and waved his hand impatiently.

"What are you looking at, what are you doing, that kid Suisheng, let that kid Suisheng get out of here."

Zhong Qi suddenly lost face, why, he can't even compare to Zhong 29 in the heart of the master?
Suisheng Suiru "rolled" in humbly, and waited on him very carefully and smoothly. In less than half an hour, Cen Xi had already been taken into the Qing Palace.

Now all of Cen Xi's thoughts are on the upcoming ruler of the Guhun Kingdom. Cen Xi has heard of some legends about the Guhun Kingdom. The ruler of the Guhun Kingdom has some mental problems, but he seems to be fine with Wei Zhi Yes, as well as Fu Ling and his gang, Wei Zhi's body was the most worrying thing.

Suisheng knelt before the collapse, rubbing his master's legs wholeheartedly. He didn't expect that Mr. Anxiu would intercede with Suiru for him. The personal guards have their own top-down punishment methods. It would also be sensible not to participate in it.

However, the master asked, and it was with a very firm attitude. At this moment, even if Zhongqi on one side thought his doggy appearance was not pleasing to the eye, Suisheng felt it was worth it, so the serving that he had been accustomed to in the past was even more important now. Two points of care.

"Your Highness, Lord Cen is waiting outside the hall." Sui Ru took a step forward and said in a low voice, Zhong Qi snorted coldly in his heart, and even stepped back to the side to be a hermit guard.

"Cen Jing, why haven't I seen you all day—" Before Cen Xi stepped into the hall, he heard An Xiujun's voice. Cen Xi saw that the system's favorability value had risen to 85, and gritted his teeth.

From now on, no matter how you say it, you have to keep some distance from your own lord, especially on this trip back to Fudu, Cen Xi clearly felt that Mr. Anxiu's "intimacy" with him has reached a very high level. At the point of being in the way, he directly chased Helian Jianxiu.

Cen Xi shook his head secretly, this person is such a contradiction, the relationship between the monarch and his ministers is not good, and the relationship between the monarch and his ministers is too good, why can't these rulers just talk about the matter, just talk about business and not talk about feelings?

"Your Highness, Jing has been bumpy all the way, and I'm a little tired. Is Your Highness calling Jing for something important?" This means that if His Highness is fine, there is no need to call her into the palace.

"I can't call you if I have nothing to do—" An Xiujun rolled his eyes, this kid is just so incomprehensible, and now he is dragging like a two-fifth to eighty-thousand, and he even refuses to take a carriage into the capital, and says he wants to avoid suspicion , as if he was following the big girl of Huang Hua.

"Your Highness, a humble minister is a foreign minister, and the Qing Palace is not something that a humble minister can come in casually. It is not in accordance with the etiquette." Cen Xi pretended not to see the waving of Lord An Xiu who was on the throne, and resolutely refused to take another step forward.

Zhong Qi took a look at Cen Jing, this young man is very polite, it is really rare that he is so respectful after being favored by his master.

"You are my king's accompanying student. It's nothing to go in and out of this king's bedroom. By the way, Cen Jing, since you are tired, let Sui Ru press it for you. It will make you feel much more comfortable." This is not the first time An Xiujun has seen Cen Jing Xi was so rigid, he waved his hand, signaling Cen Xi to step forward.

"Your Highness, since this minister is His Highness's accompanying student, you can't just take your salary and do nothing. Wait for this minister to get the books. Let's review what we have learned today..."

"Cen Jing——" Before Cen Xi finished speaking, An Xiujun suddenly raised his voice a little bit, and when he heard about reviewing, reading, etc., he felt a headache, "Cen Jing, I called you today to accompany me. Wang sat down, drank a few cups, watched singing and dancing, did not study, did not talk about business..."

Cen Xi lifted his robe, and kneeled down respectfully. This kneeling immediately caught An Xiujun above him for a moment.

What did he say wrong?

"Your Highness, if there is nothing else, I will leave first." Cen Xi lowered his head, his tone was firm, without any intention of compromise.

An Xiujun was taken aback, and Suisheng and Suiru were also taken aback. In my impression, Mr. Cen has a gentle temperament, like glutinous rice dumplings in his hands, which can be kneaded as he pleases.

An Xiujun froze for a moment with his froze hands in mid-air, and the half-sentence stuck in his throat immediately retreated into his chest, turning into a wave of nameless anger.

"Cen Jing, where did this king offend you?" An Xiujun's voice was a little lower, and he looked at the young man in front of him carefully back and forth several times, and thought about the whole journey several times. Figured out where to offend this kid, but it seemed like a different person.

"Your Highness is the master, and humble ministers are ministers. Since ancient times, there has been a distinction between kings and ministers. Jing, as a minister of His Highness, should abide by his duties. Please, Your Highness, for the sake of serving His Highness wholeheartedly and caring for your kindness, let me complete the whole of Beijing." .” Cen Xi spoke earnestly and bowed respectfully.

Sui Ru, who brought the tea, almost put down the teacup in mid-air, and glanced at Sui Sheng again.

What happened during the few days they were away?
Suisheng looked into the darkness, I just came here like you, I want to know why, so I asked him.

Sui Ru bowed his head immediately and told him to ask Zhong Qi, it would be better to hold it in his stomach.

An Xiujun stared blankly at the young man on the ground. Now the young man's expression and tone seemed to reject him thousands of miles away and exclude him from the circle as he had just met him.

"Cen Jing, what happened?" An Xiujun suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, but he was unwilling to misunderstand the young man. Obviously the young man sacrificed his life to save himself, and obviously the young man could risk his life to save himself. It is obvious that he has already made him feel that he can be completely trusted. he.

Cen Xi sighed slightly in his heart, obviously feeling An Xiujun's anger on the top of his head, thinking that it was not her intention to turn things into this way, but if this barrier can widen the distance between the two, it would be worth it .

"This minister just thinks that His Highness is the emperor, this minister..."

"Cen Jing, shut up, don't fool me with these words—" An Xiujun suddenly said in a cold voice, when you forced me to go from Gengshan to Lingze County with you, to eat dry and hard dry food , When I forced the king to cook, why didn't I think that I was a courtier.

Ding dong—system: An Xiujun's affection for you—5.

Cen Xi immediately breathed a sigh of relief, with a favorability score of 80, no more, no less, this is what she wanted.

"Your Highness, if there is nothing else, I will leave first—" Cen Xi bowed his head, stood up resolutely and withdrew.

"Bang Dang——" a jade cup was smashed in the hall behind him, and the tea splashed everywhere. An Xiujun looked at the leaving figure, "Bang Dang—" and smashed another one.

Cen Xi didn't turn his head, and walked steadily, letting the sound of porcelain and jade shattering behind him, but Zhong Qi took a meaningful look at the leaving figure of the boy.

Could it be that this boy also noticed something?
Zhong Qi fell into deep thought, it seemed that the matter could not be delayed any longer.

As soon as Cen Xi left the gate of Lord Anxiu's palace, he saw a familiar figure standing at the door, with a straight figure and gray hair neatly tied up in a white hat, apparently waiting for him specially.

"National teacher—" Cen Xi stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

(End of this chapter)