Laid-off Judge Reemployment

Before Zhang Shu came here, he left his body in the real world to be taken care of by Zhang Tingshu, so the old man should know the situation of his body best.

"Really?!"

Hearing the news about the broad beans, Zhang Shu slammed close to the mirror, wishing he could go back like this. Although he knew that he couldn't take Zhou Mi's body back, he still put his ears on the mirror as much as possible, hoping to hear the old man talk more about broad beans. Condition.

"Yes, Broad Bean's fetal movement has some weak signs, and the instrument can accurately determine that the baby is real."

"Oh, great."

Zhang Tingshu looked at Zhang Shu's face that had become unfamiliar in the mirror, but his expression was very similar to that of his childhood. That withdrawn boy rarely showed his current expression, unless he was praised or reused by himself. He would laugh once in a while, and the repressed joy was still fresh in his memory after so many years.

"Zhang Shu, according to the current situation, I speculate that as long as you have some intersection with Lu Han's previous life in another time and space, it will change his fate in this life, so don't be in a hurry to have an affair with him. Conflict, don't put yourself in danger, after all, if you die in that time and space, your body will be lost, and broad beans will naturally have no possibility of continuing to be born."

"Is that so? What do you mean?"

"Let's hold back for now. Maybe we are all wrong. Your appearance in that time and space is an indispensable factor to change your destiny. What you have to do now is to adapt to the situation and protect yourself as the first priority."

"Yes, I know the old man."

Zhang Tingshu said a few more words to him, and then asked Suhang to switch the screen to the monitoring room of Zhang Shu's body, where he could even clearly see that his belly bulge was much bigger than before, and he was lucky enough to see it. When there was a fetal movement, it might be that the child's claws were patting his abdominal cavity.

"..."

Zhang Shu stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the screen. Suddenly, the screen flickered a few times and then disappeared, as if the TV was turned off. Immediately afterwards, Zhang Shu heard the sound of a cock crowing.

So early?It's still not light outside, is it?

It was almost late at night when Zhang Shu entered the room. He only slept for a while, and was woken up by the time-space phone. He got the good news. He just breathed a sigh of relief and became tired. .

Maybe someone's chicken remembered the wrong time?Zhang Shu thought with luck that he was really tired and wanted to crawl into the warm blanket and sleep for a while. Before he had time to get on the kang, he heard Wu Gui's shouting from the door of the adobe house. .

"Everyone get up, get up, the things that lazy ghosts want to give birth to, monkey bastards get up!"

It turned out that this Wu Gui was quite imposing in front of other servants, Zhang Shu thought to himself, so he had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and began to put on the outer robe he had just taken off not long ago.

"Flower style, bird style, and car style, these errands can't be late today, if it's late, you all know the master's tricks, get up and make room for the watchman to sleep over!"

Wu Gui sang a male duck, and took a broken copper basin and knocked loudly in the yard of the servants, not to mention the servants who were named, even Zhang Shu wanted to slap him on the wall superior.

"Master Zhou."

After blasting away a group of servants doing rough work, Wu Gui changed his face and accompanied Xinxin to knock on Zhang Shu's door.

"Brother Ang, I've packed it up."

Knowing Wu Gui's status in the mansion, Zhang Shu was unwilling to offend him easily. After all, his current task is to use his own existence to interfere with the fate of this time and space. Flying at low altitude is the most practical and effective way.

"That's good, that's good. I'm afraid I won't be able to serve you well. After all, when adults are not staying overnight, they don't need to wait for leaks."

Zhang Shu didn't quite understand what he said, maybe it meant that he didn't need to go to court?Zhou Mi is waiting for an edict in the Hanlin. Although her grade is not low, she seems to be a job similar to a casual job. She probably uses her knowledge to make the court look good, so she doesn't need to go to court every day.

"Brother Ang, what am I going to do today... work?"

Zhang Shu's language ability is relatively strong, and he can imitate their language habits a little bit when he first arrives, so as not to sound too abrupt.

"That's right, our lord has asked Mr. Zhou to be a servant in the study, but you don't have to do those things like serving tea and water, squeezing your shoulders and beating your legs. As long as your lord wants something, Mr. Zhou can pass it on in the waiter." If there is any job of copying documents, I have to trouble adults to handle it."

"..."

He also served tea, handed water, squeezed his shoulders and beat his legs, thinking beautifully, Zhang Shu suppressed the anxiety in his heart, nodded obediently on the surface, and followed Wu Gui to the small study in front.

"By the way, Brother Wu, if I'm going to be an servant, do I have to change into coarse clothes?"

"Oh, that's not necessary. My lord didn't order it. It's not a festival, and our house doesn't have any new clothes for the servants. Mr. Zhou has a big heart and a fat body. You don't need to dress up with thin legs and short skirts. I can't wear it."

Zhang Shu's face was a little red when he said that, were all ancient people hurting others like this?But afterwards he found out that Wu Gui was praising him. In the aesthetics of that era, men admired tallness and fairness. Zhou Mi had a standard otaku look in modern times. Will be selected for the imperial edict.

"It's just ahead, Mr. Zhou please."

Wu Gui led Zhang Shu to the small study, and went to busy with other things, leaving Zhang Shu there alone.

At the beginning, Zhang Shu tensed up and waited for a while. At that time, there was no effective timer, and he, a modern person, was not particularly good at watching the sun, so he had to wait boredly. Sitting behind the desk, which is likely to be Wu Jiu's exclusive seat, he stared blankly at the room.

According to the modern concept, this study room is quite simple and elegant, but it doesn't seem to be luxurious. It is different from the study rooms in those ancient TV dramas that I participated in the filming. There are almost no plums, orchids, bamboos, chrysanthemums, celebrities Things like calligraphy and painting are used as decorations, like snow caves.

Zhang Shu rested his chin, his eyes were a little distracted, and he saw a picture hanging on the opposite wall, which was the only conspicuous decoration in this room.

Power struggles over fangs,

There are hundreds of forks in the road of self-interest.

The purple ribbon of the former punishment of the Long live class,

In the three dynasties, black yarn was picked from the item.

Zhang Shu read it twice and shuddered, it seemed that in the depths of Zhou Mi's surviving consciousness, there was still an indelible trace of Wu Jiu's methods.

"Master Zhou is at leisure."

"...!"

Zhang Shu didn't expect Wu Jiu to barge in at this time, he was taken aback, he quickly stood up and avoided the place reserved for the owner of the study.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Zhang Shu hadn't finished speaking when he was interrupted by Wu Jiu, who casually nodded his hand to signal him not to restrain himself, he lifted up his robe sleeves, sat comfortably behind the desk, and took off the black gauze on his head , threw it aside casually, and raised his leg to put his boots directly on the desk. Even in modern society, such behavior would be considered immodest, let alone at that time.

"..."

Zhang Shu took a peek at this man. He looked a year or two older than Lu Han, but according to the modern society, he was still just a young boy studying in college, and he might show off when no one was around. Such a childish side.

"Study ink."

Wu Jiu pointed to the inkstone on the table and said lazily.

"..."

Zhang Shu looked at the face that was exactly the same as Lu Han. If he was really Lu Han, he might have to paste the inkstone directly on his face, but this person was just locked under his familiar skin. An evil ghost, he was also under the eaves, so he had to bow his head, but his childish face and willful tone made it impossible for Zhang Shu to really hate him.

He looked at the inkstone on the table, imagined how the book boy in the TV series would do it, picked up the ink stick next to it, and rubbed it on the smooth surface of the inkstone. He couldn't remember whether it should be clockwise or counterclockwise. I had no choice but to turn my wrist freely according to my own temper.

Wu Jiu might have just come back from the outside, he looked a bit tired, he squinted his eyes and leaned against the back of the high chair, as if he had fallen asleep.

Zhang Shu took the opportunity to look at him twice more, he missed Lu Han, but now he is still a stone statue sealed by Wan Wan, yesterday in the mirror, Zhang Tingshu didn't explain his situation, just looking at Wu Jiu's face like this Well, he was still quite peaceful in his sleep.

Suddenly, Wu Jiu opened his eyes.

"...!"

Zhang Shu hurriedly avoided his sight, lowered his head and continued to turn his wrist.

"What are you doing?"

Wu Jiu's laughing voice came over, he looked down, the inkstone was still empty, no ink appeared as expected.

"I……"

Wu Jiu looked at him as if looking at an alien.

"You won't tell me that you don't even know what a copper spoon and water bowl are?"

I really don't know this, Zhang Shu thought to himself, but he didn't dare to say that. When he saw a small container of clear water next to him, he immediately understood what he meant.

"I was distracted just now."

He quickly picked up the copper spoon inside, scooped some water and put it on the inkstone. In order to hide his guilty conscience, he quickly ground it, but because the movement was too fast, the ink was splashed. , all of a sudden splashed on Wu Jiu's face.

"..."

Wu Jiu lifted the sleeves of his robe and stood up.

"..."

Zhang Shu put down the ink stick in his hand and took a step back. He would definitely think that he did it on purpose.

"Zhou Xiang."

Wu Jiu's voice sounded a little deeper, with a majesty not commensurate with his age.

"I did not mean it."

Zhang Shu took a deep breath, raised his head, and planned to apologize to him.

At this moment, Wu Gui's voice came from outside, and Zhang Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

"My lord, the daughter of the Prime Minister has arrived."