Transmigrated Empresses (Male and Female)

Chapter 192

He strolled over to them and waved in front of them: "I've arrived, give me a heads-up."

"There's no need to force him. If he comes to his senses, the Minister of Works will welcome him at any time."

"Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty."

"He doesn't care if I want it." I do all sorts of hurtful things.

Still no one's paying attention to me, damn it! This is so unfair, I'm at least pretty enough to be considered beautiful.

Take a deep breath and shout, "I—want—to—be—the—Minister—of—Works!" The sound travels for miles without a trace.

I clapped my hands and waited for the boss to speak.

Xiao Hai silently served Qian Qing. The others finally looked at me, and Qian Qing said, "Go play next door. I'll call you when you're done."

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"What are you saying! I have self-respect too." That's hurtful.

Zi Mo pulled me back: "Eleven, we have important business to attend to, listen to me."

Unconvinced, he retorted, "Mine is also a legitimate matter." He added, "I know how to repair houses. I want to be the Minister of Works."

The transvestite said, "Ziyi, why don't you just say you want to be the prime minister?"

"I'd like to! But that's only possible after Chouqian dies."

Chou Qian immediately looked at me with a very strange look in his eyes. I immediately shut up. A wise person knows when to yield.

"Qingqing..." I'll see if you'll let me do it, since you've made your bones weak.

I don't know how Qianqing will react, but Zimo, who is closest to me, got goosebumps all over.

The transvestite deliberately wiped away some nonexistent sweat: "You scared me to death."

Chou Qian sat to one side, his expression normal; he usually prepared for this state.

"Qingqing, I can do a good job as Minister of Works."

"Young and from a humble background, who will respect you!" Again, it's about background, reopening old wounds. "I don't care, I'm going to do it."

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The transvestite said idly, "How can someone who stops reasoning so quickly be competent for an important position in the Ministry of Works?"

I didn't care. I went up to Qianqing, grabbed her hair, and shook it: "We have to do it. We absolutely have to do it."

Qianqing protected her hair roots: "No."

I pulled hard: "Yes."

Zi Mo pried my hand away: "Eleven, let go."

He was given the option to "let go once he becomes the Minister of Works".

"impossible."

"Then I won't let go." I raised my chin to the sky, "Go ahead and cut it if you dare."

Su Gu joined Zi Mo's group: "Isn't it better to stay in the Ministry of Rites?"

No. I don't understand ancient etiquette, but I can build houses, dig tunnels, create small rivers, and brew large streams.

He became the Minister of Works.

Qianqing stopped Zimo from prying my hand away, and casually said, "Unless Su Gu is the righteous one."

"What do you mean, the principal husband and the concubine?"

Zi Mo, the transvestite, and Qian Qing all change their expressions at the same time.

I smiled ingratiatingly and said, "Just kidding, don't take it seriously."

Chou Qian sat there, and the air around him folded and piled up. Kid, hurry up and make a name for yourself!

That guy is hard to appease, but whether I provoke him once or twice, it's all the same, so it doesn't matter. I won't ask you for help in the future.

"Qianqian, Qingqing, if I become the Minister of Works, it's the same as you becoming the Minister of Works. Agree?"

"You mean that if you become the Minister of Works, I will still have to handle government affairs for you?"

I glanced nervously at the ground and said, "No way! I'll just help at most."

"No, unless Su is reappointed to a full-time position."

He said he wouldn't do it, which clearly meant he didn't want me to do it! She tossed aside her tangled hair, hugged the transvestite, and smiled like a willow branch.

Pulling Silk: "Yao Yao, how about we make a deal?"

The transvestite stepped back: "No."

"Hey--we're buddies."

"I don't know you." Damn, I don't know you either. A smile as vast as the sea, forgiving your little mistakes:

Being an official is fun.

I quietly leaned close to his ear and whispered, "A beautiful woman is coming to deliver it."