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Feng Chengcheng, a social worker who had just resigned, was dressed as Feng Cheng, a seventh-level censor who disguised himself as a man and entered the court.
I wanted to resign and live in peace, but I accidentally discovered that I was the cannon fodder who died long ago in the book.
Officialdom is not easy to get along with.
Hanlin University Scholar stared at Feng Cheng's throat, "Master Feng, your Adam's apple..."
Feng Cheng's expression remained unchanged, "He was frail and sickly and stunted since he was a child, which made Hanlin laugh."
A colleague touched Feng Cheng's official uniform and said, "Master Feng, your waist is thinner than that of a woman..."
Feng Cheng smiled slightly and said, "Sir, be careful what you say. This should be heard by Shangguan, for fear of saying that you are as good as Longyang."
The dandy prince even wanted to ask Feng Cheng to go to the hot spring.
Until one day, the aggressive Marquis Xiping blocked Feng Yushi in a corner and gritted his teeth and said: "My sleeve has been cut off, you have to take responsibility for this."
Feng Cheng:? ? ? The imperial censor will not recite this.
Purpose: I don't want to change their destiny, but I want to hand the pen of rewriting their destiny into their own hands.