"Master Yan, you might as well speak more clearly. There are no academics like you here." The second leader was a little angry and had always been a little uncomfortable with the master he picked up halfway.
In the past, the person below the leader was himself, but now he has to discuss everything with the scholar.
It’s only been half a year since I picked it up. I don’t know what kind of ecstasy soup was given to the leader. I am a down-and-out scholar in the north. For some reason, I ended up living in Hangzhou at the beginning of the year. If you are really capable, you can dig food in your own doghouse with peace of mind. If you are really capable, you can show off your talents and end up living on the street.
"Second brother, please don't be rude. Listen to what the teacher has to say." The leader continued to control the situation. .
"Then let me make it clear that it is impossible for a person like Gaofutai to deliberately make things difficult for me and others. It should be said that such high-level bureaucrats should not know that there are people like me. There is only one possibility for a group of people who rely on the righteousness of Wusheng Mother to survive. That is, Gaofutai’s future plans have not considered us at all, or we are in conflict with other people’s plans. "Master Yan, it doesn't matter. Said slowly.
"Master Yan, just tell me what to do. I also thought of this just now." The great leader couldn't stand the scholar's show of peeing.
"Okay, leader. There are two ways. One is to look at the plan behind Gaofutai. Doesn't this myth say that there are new gods? We will convert to whatever new gods he promotes." Master Yan looked like he had the pearls of wisdom in his grasp.
"What nonsense are you talking about? The Wusheng Old Mother has been protecting our followers for dozens of generations, longer than the Zhu family. You are an outsider, but you dare to read too many shabby books about male thieves and female prostitutes." "I want to change my faith." The second leader was the first to get angry and wanted to go crazy.
Fortunately, beer bottles were not popularized in the Ming Dynasty, otherwise Master Yan’s head would have been shot open just now.
"That is, if you say you have changed your faith in front of my twenty-eighth generation successor, it is because your father is too indulgent to you." The son of the leader is no longer calm. He must love the church more than his second uncle. Although the Hangzhou White Lotus Sect is a family tradition, there is no rule that it should be passed down from son to younger brother.
"Don't you listen to what I have to say and let Master Yan finish?" The great leader became angry again. He was only 40 years old. He was still in his prime and would be a teenager until his death. Why are my brother and my son already fighting so hard?
Although he was scolded here, Master Yan, who had already established an image of a lonely minister, felt happy in his heart. How can this lonely minister, who is only 40 years old, be able to remain a leader for another twenty years? Thinking that the old man Yan Songyan Ge in the court had only been in power for 20 years, the building was about to collapse. Even third-generation disciples like Gao Hanwen are desperately trying to draw a clear line and fend for themselves. If he could take charge of the White Lotus Sect in Hangzhou, he would be considered a compressed version of Yan Ge Lao.
After feeling calm for a while, it was time to come up with another strategy.
"The other is to make Gaofutai's plan fail, such as killing him." Master Yan finished speaking with a smile, and made a beheading gesture with his right hand.
"Okay, Master Yan's idea is just right. Brother, I will take someone to do it right away.". "The second leader seemed like he couldn't wait and was about to grab the top spot.
"Dad, I'm going too." The young master was not to be outdone.
"You two, give me "Sit down." At this moment, the leader knew that he had been rash. He should have discussed this matter with the master before announcing it directly. Now let this scholar deliberately provoke conflicts in order to take advantage of them. They say that scholars are all bad. I didn't believe it before, but I didn't expect that I picked up one who was usually very polite and capable, but had such a lively mind.
But at this time, I couldn't criticize my son and master. The second child chose to kill, and he weakly criticized the master. In the future, as long as the two of them join forces, he will be ignored.
"Master Yan, I am always very polite to you, please think of something. Thoughtful approach. Let's all go back to the hall first. I have something to ask the shopkeeper here alone. "Obviously, as an old leader, there are still many external resources. No one can be dissatisfied with this. Please remember to collect, the latest and fastest website for free reading without anti-theft