"Your name is Wei Zheng?" the little loli stared at her big eyes and asked with a little curiosity.
Although it is a little unclear, when facing such a pretty little girl, especially after seeing her clear and bright big eyes, Wei Zheng could not have any other messy thoughts.
It turned out that this little girl was only seven or eight years old. If Wei Zheng got married as early as an ordinary person, his daughter would be older than this girl!
Wei Zheng was not prepared for such a little girl movie. He nodded and answered simply, "Well, I am Wei Zheng."
Put down the food box, put her little feet on her feet, circled around Wei Zheng twice, stretched out her white and tender little hand, and gestured behind Wei Zheng for a while. Finally, the little girl shook her head very firmly and said, "Hmm? No, right."
?You are not Wei Zheng!"
Being confused by the little girl's strange behavior, Wei Zheng then spoke directly and asked, "What's wrong? Why am I not Wei Zheng?"
"No! It's just wrong! In theory, Wei Zheng should be a big fat man?" As he said, the little girl stretched out her two little hands and gestured with her hands dancing.
Now, not only Wei Zheng was a little confused, but even the people behind Wei Zheng were confused.
According to the little girl's gesture, it would be Wei Zheng? It's obvious that she is just a super-large fat pig!
Before everyone could ask questions again, the little girl had already changed the subject on her own and asked glutinously, "Who is Fang Qiaoya?"
"I am!" Fang Xuanling replied with some confusion behind Wei Zheng.
As usual, he also circled Fang Qiao twice, and the little girl said again, "It's not right, it's not fat enough?"
"Which one, which girl is Du Ruhui?" With a little curious and shy, the little girl seemed to be embarrassed and asked again.
"Is that one family? May I ask, well, that girl, what do you think of?" Du Ruhui, who stood side by side with Fang Qiao, asked in a cross-section.
"Oh! But..." After hesitating for a moment, the little girl shouted her fingers to raise her eyes to see the sky.
After a while, I came to my senses. The girl said again with 120,000 doubts, "But aren't you fat enough?"
"Uh, little girl, who told you that the three of us are fat people?" Wei Zheng asked again.
"That, well, it was said by the young master!"
"Oh? What did your young master say?"
"My young master said that among the people recruited this time, there are three people with the talent of the prime minister. Judging from the names, it seems that they are talking about you three!"
"Well……"
He turned around and glanced at the room behind him. Du and Wei Zheng found that the two of them were looking at him with surprise at this moment, and he couldn't help but feel a little more strange in his heart.
Prime Minister!
What a great official, the prime minister!
The Prime Minister himself, below one person, above ten thousand people, let’s not talk about it!
There is a saying in the saying, "The seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister!"
Before coming to Wuhou Mansion to work, Wei Zheng was a grassroots man, and even the poor couldn't get rid of the blame. If he didn't starve to death, Wei Zheng was already lucky!
Not to mention being the seventh-rank county magistrate, even if you see a yamen runner, Wei Zheng must maintain a respectful attitude. Otherwise, if you are not careful, you will be arrested and locked up in a small black room to feed mice!
And Fang Qiao had been an official, the Feather Cavalry Guard! But he was just a small official from the ninth rank!
You know, the seventh-rank county magistrate is called Sesame Official!
As for Fang Qiao, who is a ninth rank, he can be said to be inferior to a sesame seed, and he is almost no longer a small official!
Du Ruhui, who was born in Guanlong, was also a county magistrate of Fuyang, roughly equivalent to the county public security bureau chief. He was a position under the ninth rank and belonged to the lowest level of the official rank! There was absolutely no better than this rank.
A low official! No matter how low it is, it is not an official, but a grassroots minion!….
It was just these three little people who were suddenly judged as the prime minister! Moreover, the person who said this was the third-rank official of the dynasty, the direct confidant of His Majesty the Great Sui Dynasty. He held heavy troops at the age of fifteen and was in charge of the safety of the capital.
General of the Left Guard, Yuwen Chenglong!
Even though the three of them were always born, their heartbeats could not help but beating faster and their faces were full of fever. They felt very flattered!
"My young master also said that the prime minister can hold a boat in his stomach!"
On that side, the little loli seemed to have not noticed the reactions of the three of them at all and still said to herself.
"But, I see that your belly doesn't seem that big? Not to mention raising a boat, even if you put a carriage, you can't fit your body!"
"Hum! Huh!"
Behind Wei Zheng and the other two, the ten generals' mansions were all covered with their big mouths, enduring it very hard, but they still couldn't help but make some noise.
Even Wei Zheng, Fang and Du were filled with laughter and cry when they heard this.
I was lying on a boat and a carriage in my stomach. This was too, well, it was unreasonable!
But facing such a innocent and innocent little girl, the three of them really couldn't get angry! They held their breath in their chests, and they almost caused their internal injuries.
Among the three, Wei Zheng is a stubborn donkey-like figure. He talks one by one and does not turn around. Fang Xuanling is more elegant. He always likes to do it and not talk. He occasionally speaks, which is also a pity for words.
Although Du Ruhui was the youngest, he was smart since childhood and liked to read literature and history. He spoke endlessly and was quite eloquent.
At this moment, the little girl was arranged in a random manner, and her eyes were rumbling around twice, and Du Ruhui became scheming.
The muscles on your face trembled for a while, and Du Ruhui finally made a smile on his face and said, "Little girl, since your young master said that the prime minister's belly can hold a boat, then did your young master say that the general's belly can be in his belly.
What do you want to hold on?"
Looking at Du Ruhui's smiling expression, the little girl shivered and hurriedly hugged her hands and took two steps back, looking at Du Ruhui with a cautious face.
Because Du Ruhui really has no talent for acting, the smile on his face fell into the little girl's eyes. No matter how you look at it, it looks like the wolf grandmother in the story told by her young master!
After hearing Du Ruhui's question, the vigilance on the little girl's face was quickly replaced by contempt, "Are you really Du Ruhui?"
"Yeah! Someone is Du Ruhui!"
"No! With your IQ, you have such a low IQ. How could the young master think that you have the talent of the prime minister?"
"Puchi!Puchi!"
Now, Wei Zheng and Fang Xuanling could not hold back any longer and finally laughed out loud.
Both leaders laughed, and the dozens of younger brothers behind them no longer held back. They all covered their stomachs and laughed loudly.
At this time, Qin Qiong, the Wuhou Mansion, led his little cousin Cheng Xiaopang, and a few guys who had recently joined the Wuhou Mansion to join the military, came from the atrium with his head held high.
According to his duties, Wei Zheng is now the head of the Wuhou Mansion, equivalent to the steward of the outer court of the Wuhou Mansion. Qin Qiong, who joined the army, was also led by Wei Zheng.
At this moment, it was getting late, Qin Qiong came to ask Wei Zheng for instructions to see if there was anything else. If there was nothing to do, he could get off work, eat, and go home to sleep!
However, after seeing the situation in the field clearly, Qin Qiong did not say hello to Wei Zheng first, but led a group of little brothers to everyone, bowing respectfully to the little girl.