When Liu Fu came out of the house, his face was not very good. His son Liu Gan was exhausted both mentally and physically. Moreover, the master was very dissatisfied with his inability to do things one after another. He was trying hard to prove himself by doing errands, and he was so busy that he didn't expect The first time this bitch saw him, she angrily questioned him about Widow Rose and accused him of being a philanderer.
Liu Fu was also angry, so he had a few quarrels. He found someone to take care of him, but he really had long hair and short knowledge, and the older he got, the more confused he became.
Not wanting to pay too much attention to Mr. Cui's unreasonable troubles, he rolled up his sleeves and left the house. He had a lot to do, and he had no time to talk to this old woman. However, before he had gone far, a steward rushed over there. Looking for him.
"General Manager, something bad has happened. News of the great victory in the northwest has been sent to the capital." The visitor finished breathlessly.
"What?" Liu Fu was shocked and grabbed the person's collar and asked. It wasn't that he didn't hear clearly, but he was questioning the authenticity of the news.
After all, not long after receiving the news from Liu Qian, everything was normal. Although the master had doubts, he believed in his capable son.
Why did we suddenly win a great victory in the northwest?
"The Northwest War has been won! General Baiyin led the troops and returned to Jinwangting. Now the post soldiers who delivered the message have crossed the long street and are heading towards Zhengyang Gate. Now everyone in the capital knows the news. "The young steward said it again, this time the content was clearer and his voice was louder. However, it was a bit exaggerated to say that everyone in the capital knew the news. After all, they got the news immediately.
Liu Fu heard it clearly. His hand holding the collar was weakly put down, his face turned pale, and several thoughts flashed alternately in his mind.
'My master's guess is right, the northwest is indeed abnormal...'
'The news sent back by Qian'er is false. Is he dead or alive now...'
'How did Shi Tingyu pass the news back to the capital? You must know that there are people sent by him at the inns along the way. He caught them off guard so quietly...'
'It's so cunning. They have only defended but not attacked for a long time. They have been numbed by their petty fights, but now they secretly made money back...'
It has to be said that Liu Fu was numbed by the news sent back by Liu Qian. Thinking about it now, Shi Tingyu sent back this news deliberately to let them know.
He was so angry that his chest hurt, and he couldn't breathe out.
"General manager, now that the master is in power, I think we will get the news soon. But at this time, we can't get the news from the master. You'd better think of a way to deal with it quickly." The young steward had to urge. road.
"Master is not here, what can I do?" Liu Fu growled, his tone was unkind, and his face turned from white to black. The way the steward looked at him made him irritated, always feeling like he was laughing at him.
He has always been in charge of the news in the northwest, and it was his son who sent the news back. Now that such a mistake has occurred, he no longer dares to think about what the master will do with him when he returns home. Did he die of torture? Or will he be sent to Zhuangzi to work as a coolie and be tortured?
His son is finished...
He is finished too...
Their whole family is finished...
Don't think about being a loyal servant at this time. Even decades of friendship can't offset the master's anger.
In the eyes of the master, slaves can only be divided into useful and useless slaves. It is a sin for useless people to live.
"At this time, we have to find ways to make up for it." The young steward said anxiously. Although all this was Liu Fu's fault, although he felt happy about the misfortune and had thoughts of replacing it, if they did nothing, Then when the master returns home, these little stewards will be miserable.
There is a sin called anger.
He is really in a hurry!
The two of them walked back to where they were going, and Liu Fu remained silent. Indeed, at this time, he really couldn't let it go and had to find a way.
So he said: "Immediately arrange for someone to go to the palace gate and wait for the master to go to court."
The young steward hesitated, because he knew that on a day like today, the next court meeting would definitely not be early.
However, he made arrangements quickly and asked those around him to wait quickly.
He understood why Liu Fu did not understand this truth, so he asked him to send someone to the Rites Yamen to find the third master and ask him for advice.
Liu Ce had three sons. The eldest son died early, the second son was sent to Henan as an envoy, and the youngest son stayed in Beijing to serve. Now he is serving as an official in the Ministry of Rites.
Except for the court meetings, the Right Minister does not have to go to court on weekdays. He works in the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites.
Along the way, the two stewards walked very close and talked quietly. Although he sent people out, Liu Fu was still in a state of uneasiness. Without his master, he would have no backbone.
The news of the great victory in the northwest seemed to have grown legs, and people on errands came in from outside to bring the news back. This was no longer a secret. Not long after, everyone in the Liu family knew about it. Such a great event naturally led to gossip. stand up.
As Liu Fu walked back to where he was going, he heard a lot of discussions, and everyone was very happy.
"General Baiyin is really young and promising, and he actually managed to fight back to Jin's lair..."
"No, it's really amazing. This war is finally coming to an end."
"This time the world is at peace..."
"General Baiyin has made great achievements, I wonder what reward the emperor will give him?"
"Maybe I'm going to be promoted to a noble title! Aren't they all talking about opening up new territories and becoming prime ministers..."
"That's right, that's right..."
Liu Fu could hear such discussions wherever he went. He was so angry that one Buddha came out of his body and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.
This is the case in this small world in the mansion, why talk about it outside, I'm afraid the matter will be discussed even more enthusiastically.
To open up new territory and expand territory, you also need to be granted the title of Prime Minister?
Such remarks are also a topic that you, a group of humble servants, can talk about, and you are very free every day.
The little steward saw that he looked wrong and might faint at any time, so he very considerately and loudly scolded a few servant girls who were talking loudly. He vented his anger and scared everyone away.
"General manager, are you okay? Do you want to go back and have a rest?" the young manager asked with concern.
"It's okay, why should we rest? I'm just getting lazy every day." Liu Fu walked ahead with his hands behind his back.
Little steward...
Feed the dog with enthusiasm.
Open up territory and expand territory, get titles and ministers...
Liu Fu kept flashing these words in his mind. Shi Tingyu was defeated and returned to Jin Dynasty. This was a great victory. There was no precedent for returning to Jin Dynasty before. It seems that this time he is really going to be granted the title of Prime Minister. This is unparalleled. of merit.
Wait, open up new territories, gain the title of Prime Minister...
Liu Fu's eyes lit up, and his back suddenly tightened and became straight. He thought of a way to deal with it.
Turning around, he saw the steward who was two steps behind him and said angrily: "What are you doing? You are dawdling day after day. Why are you still standing there? Why don't you get over here quickly?"
So, why is it that he is the only one in charge of the Liu Mansion and has the trust of the master? These useless people can only make a living under his hands.
It’s all done without thinking.
Little steward...
What kind of immortality is this?
"Come here..."
It wasn't until the young steward came close to him that Liu Fu whispered in his ear: "Go out of the house immediately and find some idle men for me. If you are smarter, go to Zhengyangmen first and wait until the crowd becomes lively." Shout as hard as you can to get them to do this..."
The young steward listened, his eyes bright, and he nodded hurriedly.
