That night, Wang Ying's name spread throughout the capital.
Moreover, it spread throughout the entire Great Zhou at an exaggerated speed.
Too many people couldn't sleep because of Wang Ying.
However, Wang Ying slept soundly.
Nothing was more important than life and death, and Wang Ying was not afraid of death. What else could make him lose sleep?
He stretched and got up from the bed.
The life of the ancient people was naturally inconvenient compared to the modern life.
This made Wang Ying somewhat uncomfortable.
However, it didn't matter. He was a scholar after all. Although his official position wasn't big, he was still an official. He lived in a house with three entrances and three exits in the suburbs.
There was no one in the house, only an old servant and a cook.
After breakfast, Wang Ying lay comfortably on the rocking chair, pondering over his own great cause of death.
It was just a coincidence that he failed to court death previously.
Wang Ying was a person with perseverance. He would not give up just because of one failure.
However, his thoughts were repeatedly interrupted.
"Young Master, someone has sent a visiting card!”
The old servant's surname was Huang. He didn't have a name and called himself Old Yellow Head.
Of course, Wang Ying called him Uncle Huang.
It was hard to say if Uncle Huang was yellow enough, but he was panicking now.
I, Old Yellow Head, am Young Master's servant.
I used to live an ordinary life.
On this day, Young Master went to the Imperial Palace to attend the court meeting as usual.
What I didn't expect was that after the court session ended, everything changed!
When she woke up from her dream, she pushed open the courtyard door and saw that it was filled with people!
There were scholars dressed in Confucian robes, butlers and servants from wealthy families dressed in silk.
They only had one goal, and that was to pay their respects to Wang Ying.
The yellow-haired old man was a little dazed. Such a crowded scene actually appeared in front of a small seal officer's door!
"Young Master must have done something extraordinary!”
He sent the small mountain of visiting cards to Wang Ying.
Wang Ying didn't even look at them and threw them all aside.
He was not in the mood to meet these people.
The yellow-haired old man considered that it was fine if they were ordinary scholars outside, but some of them were clearly the children of officials.
There were so many second-generation heirs. It wasn't good to offend them like this, right?
He didn't know much, but he also knew that in officialdom, it was important for everyone to carry a fancy sedan chair. Wang Ying not giving him face was really not the way to be an official.
However, Wang Ying's answer made the yellow-haired old man feel a little ridiculous.
"Will they kill me if I see them?”
This question stunned the yellow-haired man.
"This…is impossible."
Wang Ying said disappointedly.
"If they don't kill me, why should I meet them?”
The old yellow-headed man wanted to say something but stopped.
Young Master, are you sure you didn't say the opposite?
After all, the yellow-haired old man was just a servant.
If the master refused to see guests, what else could he say? The second-generation elders outside were not high-ranking officials. It was fine to offend them.
However, out of courtesy, he still went out to explain.
"Everyone, my young master is currently studying and is not in the mood to meet guests.”
He thought that he would be met with the dissatisfaction of everyone.
Unexpectedly, no one had any objections.
"As expected of Lord Ye. You never forget to study. It's really embarrassing!”
"Morning is the time to study. We scholars should be like this.”
"I will learn from Lord Ye and go back to study. I will come again tomorrow!”
Everyone actually had no objections and instead began to praise Wang Ying.
The yellow-haired old man's face twitched. He had casually thought of a reason, but it had actually attracted everyone's praise.
This world was too magical.
"What did Young Master do?"
He was curious.
Although he had caused a huge commotion yesterday, he was still an uncultured and inexperienced servant.
He only cared about hiding in the house and shivering. He did not go out at all, so he did not know what had happened.
After a group of scholars left, another group came, all of them wanting to pay their respects to Wang Ying.
The yellow-haired old man made up an excuse.
"Young Master, you're not awake yet."
"Of course. Lord Ye is worried about the country and the people.”
"Young Master has a stomachache."
"Lord Ye is a precious daughter, you have to take care. I have some silver here, why don't I take it to get a few medicines for Lord Ye.”
……
In short, you can make it up. You can lick it anyway.
Old Yellow was numb.
They sent off batch after batch.
Finally, a person who could make the old yellow head raise his spirits came.
"Left Prime Minister Liu Shen's son, the current Minister of Personnel, Liu Sanyuan, requests an audience with Lord Ye!”
He looked at the man in a green robe standing outside the door.
The old man shivered.
Hiss!
The son of the prime minister!
This was a big shot!
Old Yellow, who had never seen any big shots in his life, went limp and ran in to report.
"What is it? The son of the prime minister?"
Wang Ying said impatiently.
"I won't see you."
He didn't have the time and didn't want to give face. It was just nice to annoy him. Come over and cut me down with a knife. I'll thank your ancestors for eight generations.
However, Liu Sanyuan still entered after a while.
The reason was that the old man really did not dare to refuse the son of the prime minister. After hesitating for a long time, he still let him in.
Liu Sanyuan smiled.
"Brother Ye, I've heard a lot about you!"
Wang Ying frowned and almost blurted out," I know who you are."
However, he immediately heard Liu Sanyuan say.
"Brother Ye, do you know that you're in danger right now?”
What the hell?
Worried about his life?
I won't be sleepy if you say this!
Wang Ying instantly became spirited and enthusiastic.
"Brother Liu, right? Come in quickly. Hey, why did you bring a gift? You and I are brothers, what's there to be polite about?"
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Wang Ying wasn't sleepy anymore. This bro still had to stay up all night to write. He shamelessly asked his brothers for some evaluation votes and flowers to give him some motivation!
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