I, above the court, angrily rebuked the faint king

Zhengzhou stretched his waist, a little nostalgic for this environment.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly knocked himself hard, and said to himself bitterly: "Zhengzhou, have you forgotten that your end point is the master of the plane?"

"How can being a dandy be more exciting than being the master of the plane?"

He suddenly thought of Qiao Shihan in Biography of Ruta.

That taste is deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and you will never be able to enjoy it if you are only a playboy.

Only by becoming the master of the plane can one hope to enjoy that comfort for a long time.

Thinking of this, Zhengzhou cheered up again, got out of bed and opened the door to welcome the warm sun of the new day.

"Today is another day of trying to die..."

"Damn it, who are you?"

After Zhengzhou opened the door, he saw a young man in a black suit standing outside the door.

He is about the same age as Zhengzhou, but he lacks the drive that young people should have, and has more bitterness and hatred.

Especially in a strong black suit, he is obviously not someone to be messed with.

Zhengzhou suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Are you here to kill me?" Zheng Zhou asked.

The corner of the young man's mouth twitched, he gave up his arrogance, and said, "My name is Mo Jie, and the right minister ordered me to protect the young master."

Protect?

is it necessary?

Zhengzhou was stunned, while Mo Jie stood outside the door with sincere eyes.

"Are you strong?" Zheng Zhou asked.

Mo Jie shook his head: "I don't know, it's said to be very strong."

Zhengzhou asked again: "What are you best at?"

Mo Jie said affirmatively: "Brutal martial arts, escape, disguise, set traps, assassinate."

Zhengzhou: "..."

Pretty versatile, isn't hexagonal warrior?

But with such a guy on the table, how can I die?

No, he must not stay by his side!

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Zhengzhou asked softly, "Who do you think is the boss in the prime minister's mansion?"

Mo Jie thought for a while and replied, "It should be the young master."

He is also an old man in Xiangfu.

Usually, whatever happened to the Prime Minister's Mansion was done around Zhengzhou. Zheng Linyuan only cared about the affairs of the court, and the Prime Minister's Mansion had always delegated power to Zhengzhou.

"That's right, you go back, I don't need anyone to protect me, don't worry, father will never blame you, I will tell him personally." Zheng Zhou thought he was still righteous.

Mo Jie said categorically: "This is the death order of the Right Prime Minister. Without his consent, I cannot leave."

Zheng Zhou clenched his fists, the veins on his forehead popped out of anger.

Well, today's start is hell-level difficulty.

Not to mention that the teacher was not going well, but also put on a dead brain.

"I'll go find him now." Zheng Zhou said.

Mo Jie: "Your Excellency left early this morning."

Zhengzhou endured it no longer, and at the same time wondered if it was possible for this person to kill himself with hatred after being humiliated.

Cases of servants killing their masters were common in ancient times.

Although Zhengzhou didn't want to die so aggrieved.

But if it really works, he still wants to give it a try.

As soon as this idea appeared, it was ruthlessly killed by Goldfinger.

"This is about dying, not being forced to die."

"You cannot become the master of the plane after death."

The energy that Zheng Zhou had raised just now was vented again.

"Forget it, just stay here, and I'll let you go when he comes back tonight."

Mo Jie nodded.

He didn't really want to be the bodyguard either.

Zhengzhou returned to his room, and after the servant brought moderate temperature washing water and freshly starched and dried clothes, he left.

Zhengzhou tidied up a bit and walked out of the bedroom, thinking about where to go.

He didn't get a good reputation, so he couldn't enter the court as an official, and he couldn't enter the Golden Luan Hall unless it was a last resort.

As for the Guozijian, they are all poor scholars, not to mention killing people, they don't even have the ability to kill chickens.

Not every Guozijian student is Wang Wengong.

Not every student has the luck to practice Confucianism and Taoism.

In the current Song Dynasty, the vast majority of people still aim at the books of sages and sages, but they don't much admire Confucianism and Taoism.

Not to mention the contention of a hundred schools of thought during the glory days of the Song Dynasty.

The current Great Song Dynasty is the way of the world around Xianmen.

Ordinary people can't enter the fairy gate, so they can only try their best to get closer to the center of power.