Zhou Mao was stunned for a moment, how could this still count? If it is, then it is, if it is not, then it is not.
But after all, he was getting older, so he didn't dare to offend him, so he boldly asked again, "I wonder how many official titles this old man has had?"
"Nothing!" The Supreme Emperor raised his hand.
Zhou Mao couldn't laugh or cry. He had indeed misunderstood. He didn't even have a rank, so how could he be considered to be serving in the imperial court?
"That's it..." The Supreme Emperor paused, and continued with regret: "I think I have never passed a rank in my life. When I was young, I was known as the Sixth Young Master in the mansion. Later, my brother Wei became powerful, so I
I was promoted from the sixth son to the crown prince. Not long after I became the crown prince, I became the emperor, then the emperor, and then the supreme emperor. Now when my grandson succeeds to the throne, I am the supreme emperor. It is a pity that I have never been a distinguished emperor.
An official of rank."
The five classmates suddenly felt their breaths suffocating and their legs were weak. What he said was a position of respect that would make their knees weak. They fell to their knees on the ground. Regardless of whether it was true or not, they had to mention it.
kneel.
Mr. Chu rolled his eyes. If you could win him, didn't you agree not to reveal his identity? He threw away his identity without even saying a few words. How could he talk?
I just couldn't let him drink too much last night, and he's still confused today.
The Supreme Emperor laughed, "What are you doing kneeling down? I can't brag anymore? There are no outsiders here, so don't tell me."
The five people's breathing became even more suffocated. Oh my god, how can this be used to brag? This is going to be beheaded. Are the family members of classmate Bao an old fool?
They supported each other and slowly stood up.
But I heard him continue: "But speaking of the emperors of the Northern Tang Dynasty, the current emperor, my grandson Yu Wenhao, is the one I admire most. However, he is indeed not very filial, and he will not give me an official position."
, calling me a regret for nothing."
He knelt on the ground again. Zhou Mao wanted to turn around and leave. He actually called the current emperor by his first name and said that his grandson was unfilial. It was really terrible. Classmate Bao's family was crazy, right?
Mr. Chu continued to roll his eyes, "Okay, don't talk nonsense when you are drunk. If you wake up soon, you may not even know what you said."
Zhou Mao and the other five were sweating all over. They helped them up one after another, wiped the sweat from their foreheads, dragged their heavy steps, and wanted to take a step forward before bowing down to ask them to be careful.
But then I heard the old scholar scolding the squatting old man and saying: "If you really want to be an official, go and guard the city gate. Later I will go into the palace and ask Lao Wu to issue an order to send you to the city gate."
, how about I grant you a seventh rank title?"
The Supreme Emperor nodded hastily, "Okay, okay!"
For a moment, Zhou Mao and others didn't know whether to kneel down or leave. They all looked at Classmate Bao. At the same time, they raised their fingers and pointed at their heads, asking with their eyes, "Does your family need to call a doctor?"
Baozi laughed, "Okay, Supreme Emperor, Mr. Chu, you two should stop teasing my friends. Didn't you say you would invite them to have a drink today? Let's sit down at the table. Where is Xiaoyao Gong? Invite him too.
?"
At this moment, all five people were kneeling on the ground, shivering. The old man was confused, but Classmate Bao was not confused. He...he called the Supreme Emperor, Mr. Chu, and Mr. Xiaoyao. Aren't these the three giants of Beitang?
?
This...this is Prince Su's Mansion?
Zhou Mao felt a surge of excitement in his heart, the world was spinning, his vision went dark, and he couldn't see anything.
Baozi hurriedly stepped forward and pinched the person to save him. He thought to himself, "Aren't you, Zhou Mao, very courageous?"
Zhou Mao slowly woke up and saw the squatting old man approaching him. He asked with a worried look, "Do you want to ask the Queen to come over and give you an injection?"
Zhou Mao's eyes swayed for a while and he fainted deeply.
Not only him, but several others wanted to faint, mainly because they didn't know how to tell whether these words were true or false.
But I'm really scared.
"Great Grandfather, Mr. Chu, what should we do?" Baozi looked at the fallen people and felt helpless.
The Supreme Emperor frowned, "I'm so careless and frightened. How can I do this? I'll ask someone to yell a few words. I'm afraid I'll wet my pants."
Since you are a pawn beside the prince, you must be brave enough to faint at every turn. How can you do this?
Moreover, my body is really weak. How can I participate in a protracted verbal war with such a tone of voice? This chapter has been completed!