Five or six of the generals on the right nodded their heads together, while Lu Haowen just had no choice but to say nothing... Scholar Da Su's words were obviously a joke to his Buddhist friends and were not easy to argue with.

"Ms. Lu." After talking nonsense, Zhao Jiu turned around and continued to talk nonsense. "At the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, in front of Yiyou Gate, didn't you promise me one after another that you would give me all the students from your Lu family's school?"

Are you going to excerpt some of the Buddhist teachings and add some new ones? Why are you still allowing your children to become vegetarians?"

Lu Haowen instinctively wanted to refute such absurd and incomprehensible words, but the thought just turned around in his mind for a moment, and the Pingzhang military official immediately fell silent.

But Zhao Jiu didn't stop at all, but urged on the spot: "The foundation of the country lies in new learning. As the prime minister, Lu Qing should set an example for the world! From now on, you must not drink porridge and follow a vegetarian diet. It is better to eat more meat!"

Lu Haowen knew that he was being pressed for debt by the officials today and had no choice but to escape. He had no choice but to sigh and prepare to have a serious talk with the officials.

But just when the prime minister was forced into a corner, beside him, the middle-aged man who was sitting in the first place took the initiative to stand up and avoid the table to salute, as if he was preparing to defend Lu Haowen:

"Official..."

"Who is this?" Zhao Jiu asked curiously before the other party finished speaking.

"My eldest son, Lu Benzhong." Lu Haowen quickly explained.

"Why have I never seen him before?" Zhao Jiu continued to ask.

"First, when Cai Jing was in power, the Six Thieves were rampant. As a member of the Yuanyou party, I was not allowed to make progress, and the ministers were naturally implicated. Later, Yuan Sheng and the officials tried their best to promote love, but I was suddenly lucky enough to be promoted to prime minister and assistant, so he had no choice but to

To avoid taboos... I have been guarding the door of my hometown in Huainan before, and I only let him come here recently." Lu Haowen gave a brief introduction.

Zhao Jiu nodded, but suddenly slapped the case, pointing at Lu Benzhong and looking at Lu Haowen. The so-called words were conclusive and nonsense: "I think Lu Xianggong's son has a face with a face like a field. He obviously wants to have the face of a marquis."

?!"

Lu Benzhong raised his head, stunned and speechless for a moment. As for Lu Haowen, the surrounding relatives and friends of the Lu family, and even several handsome ministers and generals, looking at Lu Benzhong's long face, they didn't know what to say.

However, none of these people feel as absurd and powerless as Lv Benzhong, a famous figure in the Jiangxi Poetry School... You must know that "My face is like a field, my character is not my prime minister, I don't want Banchao to be named a prince", this is exactly what Lv Benzhong himself wrote thousands of times

The original sentence of an old work of poetry!

By now, not to mention Lu Haowen, even Lu Benzhong, who was meeting the emperor face to face for the first time, knew that this official had taken advantage of the New Year to close the door and press for debts!

The kind that can't be avoided!
Chapter completed!