Since going to the palace, this was the third time Sima Yao got up to inquire. As long as there was a slight movement outside the palace gate, he would ask Yuan Bao to go and see what happened.
Little Yuanbao was very tired today. Sima Yao, who was always lazy, was particularly diligent today and went to the palace early in the morning. As a result, Yuanbao didn't even have breakfast.
Not to mention, the walking distance from Xianyang Hall to Baimen is at least a thousand steps. This distance is neither long nor short.
Just this morning, Yuan Bao had already walked back and forth on this path three times. When he came back this time, he was already out of breath and his legs were weak.
Wang Zhiyuan!
You little Qiuba!
Let me run back and forth again and see if I don't deal with you!
"Your Majesty, not yet."
"It's not here yet." Sima Yao fell back onto the throne in disappointment, looking helpless and helpless.
"This Wang Zhiyuan is too arrogant!" Xi Hui said angrily, slapping Wang Gong.
"It's like this after you've made a meritorious service."
Compared to Xi Hui, who was straightforward, Wang Gong's speech was even more sinister and sour.
Opposite Wang Gong, Xie An, who was the most arrogant person in Jiankang City, was sitting on a bed, with two little book boys waiting on him.
Xie An is old and powerful, and holds real power in his hands. It is difficult for him to visit the court even for a month.
Sima Yao then granted him permission to sit in the court hall without getting up even if he was speaking. Not only Sima Yao, but also other officials who were officials in the court also wanted to give Duke Xie this face.
Of course, Lao Xie doesn't care whether you are willing to give it or not. In this court, Lao Xie is not walking sideways.
If he can still treat others with humility now, he is giving face to the ministers.
Then when did Wang Dun, the vengeful man, and Huan Wen, the arrogant man, ever give face to these losers?
They could just endure it anyway.
It is Lao Xie's kindness that Xie An can treat them like this.
Seeing Xie An's indifferent look, Wang Gong became even more angry. Before Xie An, the old man, was defeated in a fight, Wang Mi came again.
Wang Aning's road to becoming a powerful minister is indeed a long one...
Xie An came alone today, with only the little book boy Xie Xiang and others around him. Xie An was able to bring his entourage with him when he went to court, which was naturally a gift from Sima Yao.
Xie An quickly accepted this benefit without any hesitation.
Contrary to the expectations of Wang Gong and others, Xie An was not pretending to be calm and composed today, he was really in a good mood.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been there in person and watched all the excitement.
It's not that there weren't opportunities in the past, it's just that Xie An wasn't interested in those nonsense things. This time, it can be said that Xie An was the most excited in the past year.
"Lord, Wang Mi and his party are coming."
Another little book boy from the Xie family leaned next to Xie An and whispered this. Xie An nodded, but did not tell Sima Yao the news.
Sima Yao was always cautious. If he knew at this time that Xie An learned the news outside the city faster than him, let alone thanking Xie An, he would secretly insult the eight generations of Xie family ancestors.
Xie An is good at understanding people's hearts, so he won't touch this bad luck.
“Go and see again!”
Why haven't you come yet?
How can it be?
Without Wang Mi, the court meeting could not be held. Sima Yao was restless, as if there were nails growing on his butt. He kept moving and was always unsteady.
After waiting for another moment, he waved his hand and sent Yuan Bao out again. Yuan Bao gritted his teeth and ran out of the hall again. He had already cursed Wang Mi's eighteen generations of ancestors in his heart.
Although Yuan Bao worked hard, he had not had breakfast yet due to several trips back and forth. This time, his pace was much slower.
He couldn't get up quickly even if he wanted to. After waiting for a little longer, Sima Yao couldn't stand it anymore. He stood up from the throne again and ran to the entrance of the palace.
Through the thin window paper, Sima Yao saw from a distance that Yuan Bao was finally back.
"coming!"
"Here you come, Your Majesty!"
"Secretary Wang is finally here!"
Yuan Bao was so excited that he almost became incoherent. For those who didn't know, he thought Sima Yao had rolled into Xianyang Hall from somewhere.
"Quick announcement!"
I have forgotten all the instructions given to me in the previous court, and I have also thrown aside the rules of bowing to the emperor and his ministers.
Sima Yao rushed to the throne, straightened his sleeves, and looked like a noble man.
His Highness's ministers also complained about the late arrival of Wang Mi, such as the bad guy Wang Guobao. In order to see the excitement in advance and not miss any details, the white door was not opened before dawn.
, he was already waiting outside the door early.
I came out too early and was so anxious that I even forgot to eat breakfast. Now, everyone in the palace, even those who came late, have been standing in the court hall for at least half an hour.
Wang Guobao was hungry for a long time. If Wang Mi could eat, he would eat him alive.
"I'm coming!"
"Everyone, stand up quickly!"
There was a lot of discussion in the court. Some speculated that Wang Mi would go to the palace with swords and shoes, while others speculated that he would lead a large number of soldiers and horses into the Xianyang Palace.
Some ministers even had doubts about Wang Mi's appearance, thinking that he had grown a pair of horns on his head during those days in Xiangyang City, or that he had grown a tail from behind his buttocks.
The Di Qin army in Xiangyang City and the brave and invincible general Fu Rui were all harmed by his enchantment formation.
It was as if Wang Mi wagged his tail, and the enemy troops would surrender.
Suddenly, the court that was supposed to be quiet and solemn turned out to be like a vegetable market, noisy and without rules.
"Your Majesty, Wang Zhiyuan, is here to see you!"
With a loud shout, the discussion in the court suddenly stopped, especially neatly.
"Have you brought a knife?"
"Have you brought troops?"
Fan Ning and Wang Guobao discussed in a low voice. The latter had already lost his stomach due to hunger and didn't care about Wang Mi at all.
"It doesn't matter what he brings, just bring his brain!" Wang Guobao touched his belly and said reluctantly, but his body was still very honest. He poked his head and stretched out an eye from behind his uncle Fan Ning.
There were neither murderous Beifu soldiers nor swords and arrows on his body. Wang Mi, dressed in blue and blue uniforms, took long strides and ascended to the Xianyang Hall.
Wang Mi walked with sonorous steps and full of confidence. This is exactly the aura that a hero returning from a victory should have!
Behind him were two young men dressed similarly as civil servants. One of them was familiar to some people in the court, and they were He Wuji, a doctor from Taixue.
The other person looked younger, but no one recognized him.
"There were many carriages and horses in front of the Suzaku Flight, so I had to go a long way into the palace, which delayed my time. Please don't blame me." Wang Mi bowed and saluted. Before entering the palace, he began to slowly look for the former Wang Mi.
That feeling.
Be respectful, neither humble nor arrogant, have a calm mind, and speak thoughtfully and pleasantly.
Of course, Sima Yao didn't know about what happened before the Suzaku flight. The only person in the court who really knew the inside story was Xie An.
That Zhuquehang is indeed difficult to pass!
Even if you're beaten to death, you won't be able to survive!