I wonder how long it will take for China to win the first medal. You know, in the next few days, the track and field events are almost the difficult areas for the China team …
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The selection of materials has been going on all the time, and many so-called "celebrities" have come to apply in person or entrusted people to enter the court to get a job.
Because of this selection activity, many people who have overreached themselves or have been recommended, hoping to win the glory of ancestors from now on.
But how could Cao Cao choose some tartars and put them beside the emperor to fight against himself? Or those who can talk big.
One person, Kong Rong, recommended him many times. The last time, he personally brought him here when he returned to Beijing for his post-Miheng.
The weather in Xuchang in the first month was very dry and cold. Passers-by came and went with their necks constricted and their hands slapped in their sleeves. From time to time, a white breath broke out and quickly disappeared into the air.
A carriage is quite gorgeous. The curtains are all purple brocade. Four corners of the carriage are hung with copper wind chimes, which jingle all the way.
"Be fair and talented, but be sexually restrained. Don’t collide with the prime minister’s ministers." Kong Rong is already 40-50, and his hair and beard can be spotted white.
The other man in the car squinted and dozed against the wall of the carriage. His legs were very indecent and stretched out in a word, which was in fresh contrast with Kong Rong, who was sitting in a dangerous position.
"Brother Wen Ju, don’t worry about these self-care meetings. Besides, I’m the prime minister only by my younger brother. If I’m thirsty for talent, I’ll be greeted by a lower rank. How can I be crazy?" It is the balance to show full confidence in one’s talents in words.
Kong Rong gave a wry smile. It’s hard to say that you are too arrogant. I remember that in recent years, in Qingzhou, people like Cang Hong and others have done something colorful. Gradually, Qingzhou people are happy to live in peace. Everything is in order. Only then do they find themselves. These self-righteous people are different from their doers. Although passers-by will salute when they go out, Cang Hong people will kneel in the road with tears in their eyes. That kind of heartfelt gratitude has shocked Kong Rong’s heart. What have they done for so many years? Writing poems to ridicule current politics?
Even Du Ji Han Hao Zaozuo and others made Kong Rong feel ashamed and silent, that is, a series of numbers, how many people, how many fields each person has, and how many taxes each year are familiar to these people.
I have never seen these people with big fish and big meat at ordinary times. Occasionally, I see them running to the restaurant to celebrate after counting the taxes, but I have never heard what they have done.
I have confidence in recommending Miheng, but I have no idea at all at this thought.
He knows very well in his heart that Miheng is as conceited as himself and despises others, but he shows this madness in his face even more.
"To be fair, I won’t accompany you when I get to the Prime Minister’s Office. Be careful and remember …"
"Want to convergence? Know that brother Wen Ju is good at scolding Luo. "Mi Heng opened his eyes. There is indeed a kind of refined flower in his eyes. People who are usually slow to respond do not have such wise eyes."
Kong Rong drove away from Miheng alone at the gate of the Prime Minister’s House, holding his feet up and holding his chest out, waiting for the people inside to welcome him in. At the very least, it should be the main book class in the Prime Minister’s House, right?
After a long time, a little heating in the car has long been blown clean, and my legs are a little soft. Heng Yue and others are getting weaker. Isn’t it so long to prepare for yourself, not to find a red carpet?
With their big eyes facing each other, there are two huge stone lions bared their teeth at the entrance of the mansion, and there are beads in their mouths. Four soldiers armed with halberd armor don’t even look at Miheng’s eyes, but they stand with their hands crossed and look straight up.
Wherever Miheng went, he was praised by "talents" and "celebrities". He saw many flowers and flatterers. I didn’t expect Cao Cao to take himself seriously at all, but told someone to go straight to him when he came.
The soldiers in the Prime Minister’s House didn’t drive people away. After all, some people are pretentious and human nature is strange. What if this is to find the Prime Minister and he likes to blow at the door?
Miheng lost his temper and stepped on a step in the first two steps. Then the two soldiers on the right immediately moved. For them, that step is like the sentry cordon in the military administrative zone now. They will be alert before they show their identity after crossing that line.
Two long halberds were placed in front of him. Although he didn’t point the halberd at Miheng, he felt greatly humiliated.
"What person! Sign up. "
That is to say, Cao Caozhi is quite strict, and they won’t casually start work on people. If Dong Zhuo were to be replaced, this balance would have been beaten up without saying a word after the car.
Miheng integrity looked up and unconsciously trembled slightly with excitement. "I am the Prime Minister of Miheng, your family, and I am greeted with people today! It doesn’t have to be too cumbersome to inform you of all the etiquette! " That style looks like a head to inspect.
The two soldiers who couldn’t keep their mouths shut by him looked at each other. Didn’t you say anyone was going to meet them today? Besides, at ordinary times, even the relatives of the Prime Minister and Master Xu came directly and didn’t send more than half a person to meet them.
Who is this guy? What’s the story? So arrogant?
The soldiers on the left have been here for a long time, and I have seen some weirdos smell it. "If you vote for the Prime Minister to come in, go right, and someone will receive the rest of the important place. Don’t trespass unless the Prime Minister allows you."
What …? No one greeted him?
Miheng couldn’t believe his ears! Are you kidding me
However, it’s quite strange that there will be such a thing. I muttered something to myself and walked in. I didn’t forget to raise my chest, which was already like 36D.
After he entered the door, two soldiers wrote, "Is this the so-called celebrity? It is enough to hang. "
The soldier on the left cast a glance this way "bang! Talking at random again, be careful of the Prime Minister’s punishment. "
Celebrities seem to be people when they enter the Prime Minister’s Mansion. Naturally, they can’t see that the Prime Minister’s Mansion is actually full of dark whistle and is still on the right side path. As they walk, they pout, "So much for the Prime Minister’s Mansion. The horizon is as vulgar as that of ordinary people!"
At the end of the walk, someone "greeted" a boy in Tsing Yi, and his attitude there was very respectful. "Did this man come to vote for the Prime Minister? This way, please! "
Miheng saw the eye-turning terrier throat, so it was such a reception!
No wonder Wen Ju has repeatedly told himself to restrain himself. I’m afraid he knew he would be so cold. It’s hard to be laughed at when I left with my heart and couldn’t pull my face to the Prime Minister’s office and returned to Qingzhou without catching anything.
It seems that the Prime Minister swaggered along with the Tsing Yi boy through a section of the water gallery, and it was another scene, which was different from the feeling of being in a military camp just now. Evergreen trees planted all the year round here are as bald as those in Ge You, but the water in the lush pond here is still not dry at all in winter, and there is a line of plum blossoms on the shore, which is really beautiful.
It’s the same old habit. Anyone who looks at a beautiful night will shake his head and get wet. What’s the matter? He just started his voice. "It should be a cold and cheerless day …"
The boy in Tsing Yi turned around, his face changed greatly, and he put a finger on his lips. "Please be quiet, this is the important place of the Prime Minister’s house."
Miheng will send himself wherever he goes. What’s the matter with the smiling Prime Minister? Is poetry better than me?
Think about what you’ve come to ask for …
Endure it!
Nodding your head slightly means you know. It’s more like being beaten by an eagle.
Here, people come and go by, holding things that look like memorials respectfully, and many people are wearing black hats and black cicadas!
This makes Miheng honest. Many prime ministers’ offices really live up to their names, and none of them are ordinary people.
Section two hundred and twenty-five Feng Zhang PK Miheng
When updated, 212 17:17:1 Words 279
Standing at the door of Cao Cao’s room, the Tsing Yi boy dared not go in. After talking to the clothed boy at the door for a while, he said to Miheng, "Please wait a moment, sir, since someone will report it." He bowed back.
The tone of the Tsing Yi boy is also very deferential. "Didn’t you ask this gentleman’s name?"
Miheng is a person who is hard-pressed when others are soft. People shake and shake their sleeves and throw them behind them. "Pingyuan Miheng!"
After hearing his name, the child at least had to shine his eyes and exclaimed, "So it’s Mr. Mi!" Who knows, it’s like hearing a cat and a dog, with no abnormal expression and unchanging face, saying, "Please wait for me to report to the Prime Minister."
It’s not once or twice that Miheng was frustrated today. He said bitterly, "Go and go!"
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