Xiahou An is not very concerned.

Not to mention vengeance, but it is not the Virgin White Lotus.

Just now, Huang She was ridiculing in front of so many students in the bus office. Now that I think about asking me to go back with you, there is no such cheap thing in the world!

Xiahou An is not afraid of wearing shoes barefoot. You can say whatever you want. Anyway, I don’t listen, so I just think it’s a turtle chanting.

Huang She said he was dry, but Xiahou An was still unmoved.

In desperation, he had to change his strategy and look miserable: "Young master, can I beg you? If you don't go back, the Grand Master will definitely kill me! It's nothing to die, I just pity my eighty mother and the three-year-old child..."

"Besides, I have to know that you are a member of the Grand Tutor. Even if you give me a hundred courages, I would not dare to treat you like that!"

The reason is not reasonable, so I have to play the emotional card.

At this time, the two old men also trotted here.

When they saw the boy who had been humiliated just now, the two old men's faces turned red and white, and they couldn't say a word in their mouths for a long time. Obviously, it would be hard to say that they, who think they are a noble scholar, bowed their heads to a young boy and admit their mistakes.

"It's not impossible to ask me to go back with you..."

Xiahou An glanced at the three of them and spoke slowly.

Huang She's eyes lit up, as long as there is something to discuss: "If you have any requirements for the young master, even if you can do it, you will definitely satisfy the young master."

He even humbly claimed to be a low-ranking official.

The two old men also agreed.

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Outside the Weiyang Palace, the Public Vehicle Department.

The guardian was rubbing his bruised legs. Huang She's kick just now really kicked him very hard.

"I don't know which Feng Fatty Huang is trying to get into the position today. When I look for an opportunity to get on the post in the future, I have to make you look good!"

The little official looked angry and muttered in a low voice.

At this moment, four figures were walking towards this place in the distance.

The little official rubbed his eyes hard, looking like he was a ghost.

Xiahou An returned to the bus office and strided with his head high.

The students along the way were frequently attracted by this, which quickly caused heated discussions among the crowd.

"Look, isn't this the boy just now?"

"What boy?"

"You don't know yet! Come on, listen to me tell you in detail..."

"Following the attitude of the bus order, I seem to be very respectful to this young man. Look at his nod and bowing, there is no trace of his usual majesty."

"Master Cen and Master Xu are also following behind!"

"This boy is probably very good!"

The students' discussions spread to everyone, Huang She turned her head and glared fiercely. When the students saw it, they immediately became silent.

Looking back, Huang She looked flattering and flattering again.

When he walked to the registration office, the assistant at the door saw Xiahou An and saw Huang She present again. He remembered the previous reprimand, and immediately stood up and scolded loudly with the help of others: "Xiahou An, who told you to come back!"

As a result, its owner went up and said "slap" twice, rewarded the servant with two big ears, and refuted angrily: "Young Master's name, are you worthy of calling me directly?"

It’s not that Huang She is angry.

I finally invited this Bodhisattva back, how could this thing ruin a big deal?

Afterwards, Huang She respectfully invited Xiahou An into the hall.

The servant was confused.

He said in his heart: This world is too crazy, rats are bridesmaids for cats.

Xiahou An only sat in the hall for a while, and Huang She called the carriage from the bus office. It was a long time to have a lot of dreams. It was the best way to send this little ancestor away quickly.

As for how to distribute it in the palace, it has nothing to do with him.

After leaving the bus office, the carriage has been parked outside.

With Huang She's active support, Xiahou An stepped onto the carriage.

This is the first time Xiahou An has been sitting in a vehicle of this era. Unlike the private carriage he saw on TV, the carriage he was sitting in was very small, with no objects covering all sides, and an umbrella cover was inserted in the middle to protect the sun.

Two large wooden wheels were turning around, and the two horses began to trot.

The bus office is not far from Weiyang Palace, and in two incense sticks, it takes you to reach Canglong Gate east of Weiyang Palace.

After verifying the talisman, the guards guarding the gate put two people into the palace.

The lead of the road was leading the way, and Xiahou An followed him consciously without causing any trouble. He just took a look at the scene of Weiyang Palace from time to time.

He had been to the Nangong in Luoyang City before, but it was already ruined at that time. In contrast, this Weiyang Palace was particularly solemn and dignified, but not without its majestic atmosphere, and had a sense of historical heaviness.

Soon after, the guide stopped in front of a palace, then walked forward, talked to the guards outside the hall, the guard nodded and went in to report.

In the palace, the Minister of State Ding Gong was handling government affairs.

Although the Shangshutai is affiliated with the Shaofu and its daily salary is not high, it is in charge of documents, reviews memorials, and is also responsible for conveying the emperor's orders. The government affairs of the court and even local areas must be summarized here, which is an extremely important institution.

Without a few brushes, you can't get into such a place.

When Dong Zhuo entered the capital, he wanted to abolish the young emperor Liu Bian. No Han minister in the court dared to preside over the deposed ceremony, so only Ding Gong stood up and took the initiative to cater to Dong Zhuo.

After the deposed emperor, Ding Gong was indeed respected by Dong Zhuo and took over the Shangshutai.

Others were scolding him for being a lackey behind his back, and Ding Gong turned a blind eye and continued to help Dong Zhuo as accomplices.

Those who know the times are heroes.

Ding Gong knew this truth very early.

The guard entered the palace, facing the main hall where Ding Gong sat, bowed and replied, "Shangshu Ling, the public car ordered Huang She to come."

Ding Gong paused the pen in his hand, and a divine light flashed in his originally turbid eyes.

Huang She is an old man in the officialdom. He has been an official in Chang'an for many years. He has no rules and regulations in the officialdom that he does not know. He will not send him here ordinary people.

In most cases, he was a relative of Taishi Dong's family.

After Dong Zhuo took power, he conferred the descendants of his clan a title.

Even some relatives who were not even able to fight with each other, came to Dong Zhuo from thousands of miles to pray for a good future.

Such things have long been common.

Ding Gong knew it and asked the guards to invite people.

After a while, Xiahou An walked into the hall.

The palace is very big and there are many people inside, but they seem to be extra busy, all of whom are doing their own work without raising their heads. Some of the bamboo slips built on the table are even taller than others.

The bookshelf on both walls were also full of memorials.

Xiahou An's entry seemed irrelevant to them.

Only the old man sitting in the main seat in the middle looked at the young man with red lips and white teeth, covered his chest and coughed for a while, and asked him, "Young man, are you willing to work at my Shangshu Desk?"
Chapter completed!