"This is the Liu family, an extremely famous weaving merchant in Yanyang City."
After hearing what the housekeeper said, Madam Fan finally knew who was coming.
"Go and invite him."
"yes."
Hearing that the son of the great weaving merchant in Yanyang City was coming, Mrs. Fan stood up in a hurry and walked towards the lobby.
This time, the water leaked and burned Master Su Yunqi's bedroom and an empty room next to it. What was left was only the lobby. Fortunately, the fire was put out in time, and the lobby was saved. Otherwise, I really wouldn't know the Su family. What are the spiritual status of our ancestors?
"Liu is the son of Liu Hongyuan, the master of the Liu family. I have come here to discuss important matters with Mrs. Fan." Liu Zhiyong, the eldest son of the Liu family, said very politely.
Looking at the Liu eldest son in front of her, who was older than Runchen, Mrs. Fan smiled happily and politely: "Sit down quickly."
"Thank you, Mrs. Fan."
After sitting down, Mrs. Fan asked curiously.
"Master Liu is here, but what important matters do we need to discuss?" Mrs. Fan said with a smile on her face.
"Back to Madam Fan, I heard that the Su Mansion was compromised last night. On my father's orders, I came to apologize to the Su Mansion."
As expected, Rich Man Liu's son became much wiser under Master Liu's care, and the tone of his words was even more acceptable.
"Apologise? What's the apology?" Mrs. Fan was a little confused.
"Mrs. Hui Fan, last night my father had his sixtieth birthday, and a celebration banquet was held at home. After the banquet, my father thought of making a wish in the form of a Kongming lantern, wishing the Mo Dynasty prosperity and better weaving. I heard today that the Su Mansion was in trouble because of the Kongming lantern. "I think I, the Liu family, was the only one who put up the Kongming lanterns in the capital yesterday, and I'm here to apologize."
Listening to the words of Liu Zhiyong, the eldest young master of Liu Mansion, Mrs. Fan looked at the housekeeper beside her with some confusion.
The housekeeper Lu Huan had just whispered a clue into the ear of Madam Fan.
"That's it." Mrs. Fan said.
Then, Liu Zhicai, the eldest son of the Liu family, stood up hurriedly, glanced at the housekeeper on the side, and then looked at Mrs. Fan: "Mrs. Fan, for this, I, the Liu family, have brought two thousand taels of silver as compensation. I hope Fan Madam, I’m really sorry for accepting it.”
After hearing this, Mrs. Fan looked at the several large boxes of silver on the ground in front of her and smiled, then looked at the housekeeper at a loss.
"Butler, the master is not here, do you want to accept this silver?"
Seeing Mrs. Zheng asking him about this matter, he, who had always known the master's habits, spoke in the ear of Mrs. Fan.
I don't know what she said, but Mrs. Fan looked at the very polite young master of the Liu family in front of her with a smiling face.
"Then I will accept it for Mr. Su."
Hearing what Mrs. Fan said, the eldest young master of the Liu family smiled slightly and saluted: "In this case, the Liu family will leave first."
"Okay." After answering, Mrs. Fan looked at the housekeeper beside her: "Lv Huan, see Mr. Liu off."
"yes."
The housekeeper Lu Huan just let go of his clenched hands and sent Liu Zhiyong, the eldest son of the rich man of the Liu family, out.
The news of the Su family's affair spread not only throughout the streets and alleys of the capital, but also to the ears of the officials in the palace.
"Prime Minister Zuo, I heard that there was a breach of the Su Mansion last night, did it hurt you?" Gui Yuanwei, the Minister of War, said with a smile on his face.
Seeing the arrogant face of the Minister of War in front of him, Su Yunqi smiled and teased Gui Yuanwei, the Minister of War, in front of all the ministers.
"Shang Shu Gui, you are so concerned about this matter, and you are the first person to ask me this question. Could it be that...you sent someone to set off this fire, right?" Su Yunqi, the prime minister of the left, said with a smile.
After hearing this, the ministers on the side looked at Gui Yuanwei, the Minister of War.
Seeing the pairs of faces looking at him, Gui Yuanwei, Minister of the Ministry of War, hurriedly explained: "No, no, I just heard about it, so I asked the left minister to convey my concern."
After hearing this, Su Yunqi, the Prime Minister of the Left, smiled, patted the shoulder of Gui Yuanwei, the Minister of War, and said: "It's a bit impossible. It happened to be that this prime minister was sleeping very soundly. Suddenly, he smelled something It smells like burning, but fortunately someone from the palace summoned me, otherwise I would have turned out to be a roasted pig."
Su Yunqi, the prime minister of the left, said something, and the officials around him laughed and enjoyed themselves.
After a while, Su Yunqi, the prime minister of the left, said again: "I must have offended Shangshu Gui in the past. Shangshu Gui was not good at writing, so he tried to show off his true self while sleeping soundly, so he secretly set this fire so that he could ascend to heaven as soon as possible, right?"
Hearing what Su Yunqi, the Prime Minister of the Left, said again, Gui Yuanwei, the Minister of War, thought that the Prime Minister of the Left, Su Yunqi, was looking for a reason to dismiss his own officials, so he hurriedly knelt down.
"Prime Minister Zuo! Prime Minister Zuo! I don't have this intention! I don't have this intention! I know that the reason why the Prime Minister looked down on me before was because I didn't do things properly. How can I blame the Prime Minister?" After that, Gui Yuanwei, the Minister of War, kowtowed: "Prime Minister Zuo! It's really not the fault of a lower official!"
Seeing that Gui Yuanwei, the Minister of War, was like this, but he did not blame him, Su Yunqi, the Prime Minister of the Left, laughed loudly, patted Gui Yuanwei, the Minister of War, on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "The truth is to scare you. Take a look. You're so scared."
When the officials on the side knew that Su Yunqi, the Prime Minister of the Left, was deliberately teasing, all the officials laughed.
"Okay. All officials, please go and do your work." After Zuo Prime Minister Su Yunqi's words, these officials immediately dispersed.
"Prime Minister Zuo." Cen Wenxing, the Minister of Household Affairs, called out.
Seeing his in-laws walking over with a smile on his face, Prime Minister Zuo Yunqi also looked at his in-laws with a smile on his face.
"Prime Minister Zuo. I heard that there was a flood in the house last night. Are there any injuries?" Cen Wenxing, the Minister of Household Affairs, was a little worried.
Seeing the worried look of Cen Wenxing, the Minister of Household Affairs, Su Yunqi, the Prime Minister of the Left, smiled slightly and patted Cen Wenxing, the Minister of Household Affairs, on the shoulder: "Don't worry, it just burned down the house, it's okay. Just repair it."
"In this way, Cen will feel relieved. If the repair money is not enough, tell the left minister and Cen will send some silver."
Seeing the enthusiasm of the in-laws, Prime Minister Zuo Yunqi was very pleased: "The in-laws are overly worried, but we can still afford the repair money."
"good."
Shenshi is the favorite time of all the big officials in Yanyang City. At this point, it is "off duty".
After coming out of the Hanlin Academy, the eldest young master Su Runchen began to wander around Yanyang City.
However, the eldest young master Su Runchen seemed unhappy without Xia Shan around.
When he walks on the street, those who are discerning still respect him, while those who are ignorant think he is a dandy with no status.
At this moment, when the eldest young master Su Runchen was walking exhaustedly on the street, a man with no eyesight walked over and bumped into the eldest young master Su Runchen.
Without his servant Xia Shan by his side, the eldest young master Su Runchen was like a dead person and continued walking without saying a word.
After the collision, the man watched the ignored man walk away. He felt very unhappy. He must have found trouble, and grabbed the eldest young master Su Runchen's clothes and yelled.
"How do you walk?! You bump into someone and you don't say a word?! You're dumb!"
Seeing the man in front of him scolding him like this, if his slave Xia Shan was still around in the past, Xia Shan would definitely stop him, but now that Xia Shan is not around, Su Runchen doesn't like to talk anymore.
Still ignored, the overbearing man continued to curse.
Soon, many people gathered around.
Everyone who knows the eyes knows that he is the current Uncle Guo, and those who don’t know the eyes are still asking in private.
"You are really deaf!" the man continued to shout.
At this time, a passerby on the side knew that this was the uncle of the country, and kindly reminded him: "He is the uncle of the country today! How dare you?"
"Seriously?" The man looked at the passers-by.
Several passers-by who knew his identity nodded.
This time, the man was so frightened that he trembled in panic and almost peed.
Seeing that the man in front of him hadn't said a word, the man panicked and ran away, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"Uncle Guo, are you in a bad mood today?" a passerby asked curiously.
Without the slave Xia Shan, there seemed to be no happiness. Su Runchen, the uncle of the country, continued to walk without paying attention.
Seeing Uncle Guo like this, some passers-by started talking.
"What's wrong with Uncle Guo today? He looks like he's not in a good mood."
"I heard that it has been like this every day since his slave Xia Shan was captured."
"Is his slave so important to him?"
"That's not true. I heard that his slave Xia Shan grew up with Uncle Guo. It can be said that they are inseparable."
"Xia Shan is really lucky. If he were other slaves with whom he had a bad relationship, he would be injured or killed at every turn."
"That's right. I heard that Xia Shan was begged for by my uncle Guo."
As he walked, Su Runchen, the uncle of the country, came to a remote alley without knowing it.
There are few people here and the roads are narrow.
"Give me some! I haven't eaten in a few days!"
A weak woman's begging sound reached the ears of Su Runchen, the uncle-in-law of the country.
But this voice... seemed very familiar, but Su Runchen couldn't tell who it was.
At this time, the exhausted uncle Su Runchen suddenly felt a weak force pulling him behind his feet.
Just as Uncle Su Runchen looked up, a familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar face looked up.
"Please, give me something to eat. I haven't had anything to eat in a few days." A familiar voice shouted again.
"Are you...?" Uncle Su Runchen remembered something but couldn't.
The woman raised her head and looked at Su Runchen, her uncle-in-law, with wide tired eyes.
However, her uncle-in-law Su Runchen's face was never forgotten in her heart.
After a long time, Su Runchen recognized him: "You are... Miss Liu, Liu Roujing?"
"Uncle Guo." The woman called out weakly, and then responded: "I am."
Seeing the appearance of the woman in front of him, Su Runchen couldn't believe it: "Are you really Miss Liu Roujing?"
Miss Liu nodded again, looking at Uncle Su Runchen with a pair of excited eyes, and tears kept falling.
"Why are you like this?" Su Runchen squatted down.
"Uncle Guo, it's a long story. Ever since the prince-in-law took me into the prince-son-in-law's house..." Miss Liu told her story.
