Changsun Wuji was startled, and the title in his mouth changed directly: "To seek refuge with Your Majesty?"
Gao Shilian turned around and glared at him: "Why not? Are you so surprised?"
Changsun Wuji also gradually calmed down and coughed twice in embarrassment: "Uncle, as human ministers, we are naturally your Majesty's ministers. How can we say that we surrender?"
Gao Shilian waved his hand indifferently: "Okay, this is my own place, and I'm not afraid of being heard by others..."
But halfway through speaking, I found my eldest nephew looking at me with a smile.
"Uncle, have you forgotten what you said when you taught me a lesson last time?"
Gao Shilian blushed and remembered it all of a sudden, but he still held his neck and said stiffly: "This is a trivial matter! Let's get down to business!"
Changsun Wuji also accepted the suggestion and straightened his expression: "Uncle, let me think about it first."
Having grown up with Gao Shilian since he was a child, he naturally understands the dilemma his uncle is facing now.
If you want to be promoted as an official, you have to sleep like a bride - there is someone above you who can do it.
"My uncle is in the Ministry of Punishment. If he had established a good relationship with Cai Jing and Cai Pushe before..."
"Don't say any more!"
Gao Shilian interrupted him righteously: "Cai Jing is a traitor to the country. How could I be a rebellious minister like Fu?"
Changsun Wuji curled his lips, it's not like you haven't done anything before.
It's just that Cai Jing is famous for having a wide range of contacts, and all his contacts are in the vassal states outside.
Such people have long regarded the Ministry of Punishment as their base. Whether you show loyalty or not, it makes no difference to him.
I've asked you to do something, how dare you not do it?
Therefore, there was not much difference in the treatment between the old uncle Afuqian and Afuhou. He had been in the position of doctor for seven or eight years, and it was never his turn to be promoted.
As time goes by, naturally we lose hope.
Changsun Wuji nodded slowly: "In that case, the other adults don't need to think too much."
Going over now is like waiting in line all over again. I don’t know how long or how long the queue will last.
Gao Shilian waved his hand impatiently: "Of course I know this..."
He stopped talking and changed his words: "These people are also traitors. What's the difference between Afu and Cai Jing? Don't mention this matter again!"
Changsun Wuji had known this for a long time, so he continued: "Then if uncle expresses his loyalty to His Majesty, he can get a position and be promoted?"
Gao Shilian shook his head: "Of course it can't be that fast, but I have also considered it."
"Sow today and you will get millet next year. Sow next year and you will get millet the year after that."
Changsun Wuji was startled, then nodded with a wry smile.
This meaning is very clear.
It's better to do it than not do it. Get a seat in advance. If His Majesty really thinks about it later, the opportunity will come.
"Besides, this idea is not without purpose."
Gao Shilian gently stroked his beard and said slowly: "I heard that in recent days, His Majesty has ignored memorials and other matters and has been staying in the harem. Guanyin has been living in His Majesty's palace, eating and living with His Majesty."
Changsun Wuji nodded silently.
Gao Shilian continued: "As long as Jane is in the emperor's heart, it will only be a matter of time before Guanyin is named queen."
Changsun Wuji nodded silently.
"You are now married and have children. When Guanyin Maid also has children, all my worries will be over." Gao Shilian picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip with emotion.
Changsun Wuji was moved to tears at first glance. His uncle had paid too much to raise their two brothers and sisters...
But then he came back to his senses, why did he bring up this matter for no reason?
Being smart, he quickly realized the meaning of his uncle's words: "Uncle? Do you want to say that Guanyin's child can become the crown prince?"
"good."
Gao Shilian nodded and said with some emotion: "I have been ups and downs in the officialdom for half my life, and I finally understand it."
"Sometimes, you have to fight when you have to fight! If you don't fight, others will fight, and then they will step on you! Once they step on you, it will last seven or eight years..."
Changsun Wuji was not in the same state of mind as him, but he was a little embarrassed to say this: "Uncle, would it be too utilitarian to say this? After all, that is the child of Guanyin, and he is also my nephew..."
Having said that, he still couldn't help but have a trace of reverie in his heart.
If my sister has a child, will I also become an uncle?
If I were an old uncle... Changsun Wuji glanced at Gao Shilian secretly, and couldn't help but imagine the small theater where he trained his nephew...
Gao Shilian didn't know that he had so many dramas, so he swore and glared:
"You heartless little brat! Who am I so utilitarian for? That child is your nephew, not mine! Instead, you talk about my utilitarianism..."
Changsun Wuji's dream about his old uncle was interrupted, and he suddenly remembered that there was a living old uncle in front of him.
Unable to withstand the powerful firepower of his old uncle, he begged for mercy again and again: "Uncle, the child is wrong! The child is wrong!"
Gao Shilian's expression brightened slightly, and he was about to continue to finish with a few words.
But Changsun Wuji suddenly said: "No matter what, let that kid call you uncle from now on."
"You bastard! What did you say?" Gao Shilian was so angry that he reached out to take off his shoes.
"Uncle! I was so wrong!" Changsun Wuji's scream came from the study.
After all, he has been his beloved nephew since he was a child, and he has long been regarded as his own son. Naturally, Gao Shilian couldn't bear to actually slap him with the sole of his shoe.
It was just a show. After calming down, he huffed and sat back behind the desk.
Now Changsun Wuji did not dare to quarrel with his uncle anymore and brought the topic back to business.
"Uncle, since Maid Guanyin is so favored and you have an idea, why didn't you make plans earlier?"
Gao Shilian also frowned: "Of course I still have some concerns."
"Nowadays, powerful enemies are eying outside Dagan, princes are rising up inside, and the government has been corrupted. The state affairs have already reached the point where they are like insects and boiling soup. The whole Dagan is rotten to the core."
There was a worried look on Gao Shilian's face: "If there are no ministers to save the time, then Daqian's Guozuo can see the end at a glance, and he will be destroyed either in the hands of your Majesty, or in the hands of Guanyin's son.
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"At this time, if we get together again, we will be tied to the broken boat Dagan. When the boat capsizes, we will definitely be dragged into the water..."
Changsun Wuji was young and energetic, and was not interested in such words. He subconsciously frowned and said, "Uncle! Why can't we be the ministers of Da Qian who save the time?"
"We?" Gao Shilian was startled.
Changsun Wuji translated the words into something that a veteran in the workplace could understand: "Uncle, you have been in the Ministry of Justice for so many years. If you don't seize this opportunity, how long will you have to wait?"
"Besides, if Dagan falls, wouldn't Guanyin, the maidservant, also suffer?"
This was Changsun Wuji's true purpose. He couldn't help but said: "Uncle, we can't leave Guanyin alone!"
If I don’t have a sister, wouldn’t it mean that I can’t be an uncle?
Changsun Wuji has not forgotten his dream of becoming an old uncle, and he was moved to tears in his heart: Nephew, my old uncle is so kind to you.