Chapter 169:

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Yan Huaishi, who had been listening quietly, heard the last sentence staggering, and Helian Zheng just got up and planted it again.
The people of the South China Sea made a "ha" sound, and the whirlwind caused by the airflow was again swept through the pier.
The Nanhai officials, dumbfounded with their heads raised, stared at the central government office, who could no longer sit still, and had an iron-faced bureaucrat.
I wanted to give someone a trip, and waited until the worst of the embarrassment, and then came to see the joke. I didn’t want others to be threatened. I would put them in an embarrassing state by writing a few words, and even if the boat was sinking, I wouldn’t sink anything. And I have to take it for cooking, and it’s okay to cook it, and I want to burn it with Master Zhou!
You can't stop burning-your highness has set chopsticks, what is your fire?
What's more, it is such a grandiose reason. If you want to say that it is impossible to make trouble, more than 10,000 people will watch it. If people can cherish food for the people, you can't burn a fire? Don't you go to the sinking ship to burn? You don't love the people!
The powerful position that adults have operated in the hearts of the people for more than ten years that week will also disappear.
ruthless! Really ruthless!
Zhou Xizhong's face was tied up, and he didn't expect that the mission would come with such a hand. It was really sounding like a cloud and rain. The person who was forced to go to Liangshan had already become himself. He broke the ship. Now he has to board the broken ship. , From then on, the bureaucrat will follow him for life.
The princes of Dijing and the officials of Fengjiang are somewhat familiar with it. For Ning Yi, Zhou Xizhong only knew the king of Chu, and Ning Yi did not go straight to the stage over the years. The inside story, which is far from the South China Sea, is not clear. However, this kid, Wei Zhi, seemed to him to be a who went straight to Qingyunlang, and because he took the two people lightly, he dared to incite the people to make a petition in private, and he didn't want to eat his nose.
Gu Nanyi on the ship sent an invitation without giving Zhou Xizhong time to think, and pointed his finger in his direction accurately, saying, "Your Highness said, if Master Zhou has finished reading the "Overseas States", please ask Get on board and burn quickly."
Zhou Xi subconsciously threw the book on the chair, and his staff quickly hurriedly removed the book and the parasol of the chair.
"Go and call the ship repair team." Zhou Xizhong asked the left and right to discuss with a cold face. "The ship is about to sink in half an hour, tell them to send everyone to the water, and fix the ship for me in half an hour, no matter what method, at least. Give me an hour to guarantee that the ship will not sink, who will let me fall into the water, who will let me drop my head!"
"Yes!"
With a sneer, Zhou Xizhong adjusted his clothes and said in a loud voice: "The South China Sea ambassador Zhou Xizhong led the Nanhai bureaucrats to respect Sheng An and ask His Royal Highness Chu!"
The people of the South China Sea gave way to a road. Zhou Xizhong, who was in the middle of the crowd, took the lead. The officials of the South China Sea knelt down and bowed to the big ship.
Yan Huaishi evaded and let out a long sigh of relief, almost burst into tears-he thought that today he would either be beaten by the tide or sink into the water, and he didn't want to have this result. Zhou Bawang, who said that Xiongba Nanhai insisted, finally bowed down.
Ning Yi was standing on the bow of the boat, the hand-held boat was as usual, the moon-white brocade was elegant and bamboo-like, and the golden mandala on the deep black cloak was magnificent and flirtatious. Obviously so far away, everyone felt that his cool and cool eyes enveloped himself.
"Xiaguan will be taught by His Royal Highness, and he will be terrified." Zhou Xizhong continued, "I know that I am not guilty of any crimes. Please, His Royal Highness, please allow him to lead the officials of the South China Sea above Sipin and fire on the ship."
Feng Zhi, who had been picking dishes on the deck, raised his eyebrows slightly.
Everyone looked so embarrassed that it was too embarrassing to get on fire on the ship, and it was not obvious to burn the fire together. It also seemed that the government was concentric. It turned the embarrassment into a harmonious official show-the idea is quite enough.
Bring so many people, more people bully less? Feng Zhi smiled and smiled.
No one answered him, Ning Yi turned indifferently, only Master Gu stood on the side of the boat and waved the firewood to Zhou Xizhong-come and burn!
Some people put down a few sampan boards, and the brilliant members of Nanhai Road boarded the boat, and the students of Qingming Academy lined up in two rows, expressing their unlimited pride and humiliation to the officials of the South China Sea. .
The crowd on the shore has gone a lot, but there are also many people who have not dispersed, and those who look around do not know what they are waiting for.
The officials got on the boat, Ning Cheng was waiting at the hatch, and a handful of firewood was handed out.
"His Royal Highness said that the ceremony would be free," Ning Cheng said.
Zhou Xizhong grabbed the firewood, knowing that Ning Yifeng knew that the intentional humiliation had to be picked up, a black face turned purple, and some subordinates who were accustomed to his usual majesty squinted at him, daring to smile but afraid to dare. Laugh, hold back hard.
Yan Huaishi took them to the kitchen on board. This boat was an official ship modified by the Yan family. The exterior was not unusual, but the inside was exquisite and complete. A long series of large stoves were stolen. The stove bottom was covered with thick mud, and then double metal plates were laid. Not afraid of damaging the deck, Yan Huaishi shrugged towards Zhou Xizhong with a little bit of joy, pointed at the stove mouth, and smiled, "Please."
Zhou Xizhong looked at the smooth stove mouth and endured the airway: "Why don't you even have a chair?"
"Sir is bad." Feng Zhiwei grabbed a crab and walked over, laughing, "I heard that the adult is also a cold man, although the gentleman is far away from the kitchen, and now he is respected, but he should also know that sitting in a chair is impossible. Fire."
"Master Wei." A parliamentarian bowed to her, "Could you please find a Mazar for us? The rest of us just squat."
Feng Zhiwei said positively: "After the ship was just hit, all Mazars were taken to plug the hole, I'm really sorry."
The officials of the South China Sea were sorrowful and silent. After a while, Zhou Xizhong lifted his robe angrily, squatted down and burned a fire, and behind his buttocks, he squatted a long way.
Squatting down and burning the fire was still over, and the fire was gone for a long time. The firewood given by Master Gu was half wet, the smoke was rising, and there were a lot of officials who coughed and their faces were black.
It was easy to get a fire, and Ning Cheng ran again and again to urge: "The chopsticks are ready...Is the fish steamed?"
"The bowl is ready... the crab is not on the table yet?"