Chapter two hundred and fifty seventh smashing the field trio
Liu Mingzhi looked at the more than 20 servants at the foot of the steps with a troubled expression. He had seen a lot of leadership speeches, but when it was his turn to take the stage, why was he so speechless?
Looking at the old butler Fu Shan who was looking at him expectantly, he hummed and said a few words: "You have become servants of Liu Mansion, so you must follow Liu Mansion in everything, and you must not betray Liu Mansion."
Please don’t do anything that will damage the reputation of Liu Mansion. That’s all for now, have you remembered it all?”
All the servants said respectfully: "Yes, I will obey the Lord's instructions."
"Everyone, please step back."
"Slave, please leave."
"My subordinates resign."
"Butler Fu, you'd better take me to get settled first and then talk about other things when you're free."
Fu Shan nodded calmly, feeling strangely uncomfortable looking at Liu Mingzhi who had no airs. He had served three masters, but this was the first time he had seen a master like Liu Mingzhi.
Although the baron is only at the lowest end of the title, even so, he is still a noble. No one else can achieve such a blessing in a few lifetimes. As a baron, Liu Mingzhi's attitude is really confusing. It's too
It's weird.
"Sir, please come this way. The maids have already cleaned up the master bedroom for you. It may be a little damp since no one has lived in it for a long time. The old servant has already ordered the servants to light sandalwood. Open the window for a night and it will be fine.
It’s a problem. Sir, please bear with me for the inconvenience.”
"It's okay, I understand. I'll help you. Please lead the way."
Liu Mingzhi supported Ying'er and followed Fu Shan, leaving the master and servant of Yunqing Shi, who was a little at a loss, following behind in confusion.
Fu Shan opened the door with a creak, looked at the clean and bright bedroom, and Liu Mingzhi nodded with satisfaction. There was also a smell of sandalwood in the room. The flaws were not concealed, and Liu Mingzhi was extremely satisfied.
Although it is not as spacious as the Liu Mansion's own room, it is better than the warmth. The bed has a brand-new silk quilt and sprouted wheat leather pillows that have been prepared long ago.
He asked Ying'er to lie on the bed and gently pinched her nose: "Have a good rest for a while. The young master will take care of some things and come back to see you."
"Yes." Ying'er covered her face with the quilt and responded inaudibly.
"Pay the steward."
"The old slave is here."
Liu Mingzhi stared at the master and servant Yun Qingshi standing in the room: "Prepare a good second bedroom for Miss Yun."
Fu Shan nodded gently: "Sir, wait a moment, I will go and get ready right away."
After Fu Shan left, Liu Mingzhi lingered for a while: "Miss Yun, how about walking around the house with me?"
Yun Qing Shi bowed politely: "I obey your husband."
Liu Mingzhi sighed softly and rubbed his forehead: "Miss Yun, you can call me Liu Mingzhi, Mr. Liu, Mr. Liu, but I really can't bear the title of husband. In fact, you also know that what happened last night was just a drunken incident."
It's just a misunderstanding of virtue, you and I have no real relationship as husband and wife."
Yun Qingshi took two steps back with a pale face, but still managed to stand up straight: "Yes, husband, I will pay attention to it in the future."
When he heard Yun Qingshi's name, Liu Mingzhi glanced at Ying'er lying on the bed and shook his head helplessly: "Come with me."
After entering the courtyard, they were told whether it was big or small. In about half an hour, the three of them almost walked around the house. Looking at a pavilion in front of them, Liu Mingzhi walked straight over and sat down. Immediately, there was a servant carrying him.
The tea was delivered: "Master, have some tea."
The title "Master" is quite ridiculous. As long as he is the head of the family, servants can call him "Master" regardless of their age to show respect. Although Liu Mingzhi is not used to being called "Master" by his servants, he still accepts it calmly. The rules are like this. Even a small person like him has changed.
No: "Back off."
After taking a sip of tea, Liu Ming put it aside casually. He was used to drinking the fine tea from the Liu family, and the ordinary tea in the Liu family that started from scratch was a bit hard to swallow: "It's true that this emperor only rewarded a mansion, and even
I don’t know how to reward you even if you order good tea, you are stingy.”
After hearing Liu Mingzhi's dissatisfied words, the master and servant Yun Qingshi's faces turned a little pale. This lord, who was close in name but a stranger in reality, was a little bold. He dared to criticize the emperor behind his back.
Yun Qingshi quietly looked at Liu Mingzhi who was sitting there. Compared with the wealthy young men who came and went in Tianxiang Tower in the past, he was not too outstanding. His temperament was a bit lazy and there was no sense of nobility at all.
Just like an ordinary passerby on the street.
If you look carefully, there is some indescribable temperament. It is so restrained that no one can notice it, but there is a convincing feeling when you inadvertently raise your hands and feet. It is very strange, how can such a complicated temperament come about?
appear on a person.
The petty temperament and the noble temperament are obviously two different temperaments. They are both developed since childhood. It is difficult to change them, but they happen to be concentrated in one person.
Thinking of what happened in Tianxiang Tower last night, Yun Qingshi's face tightened. She was just following her mother's instructions to play the piano and sing for the guests, but there happened to be a man who smelled of alcohol and had a red face, but he was also very impressive and dressed in an expensive way.
A middle-aged man pulled her to marry his nephew in front of everyone and take her as his concubine.
Originally, it seemed that the ultimate fate of a poor man like himself would be to become a concubine of a powerful family. Yun Qingshi had already been prepared in her heart, but when something suddenly happened to her, she was still a little at a loss. She broke away from the drunken middle-aged man.
The human hand moved aside.
As the largest brothel in the capital, Tianxiang House naturally has its backing. Naturally, the old madam would not be happy if someone made trouble in Tianxiang House. Yun Qingshi had trained brothels for many years, and it took less than half a year for Tianxiang House to start accepting customers.
I have earned 40,000 to 50,000 taels of silver. How can I let others redeem me now when my reputation is at its peak? Isn’t it true that I have cultivated it in vain?
Even if he wanted to redeem his life, it would have to wait four or five years, when Yun Qingshi was old and faded, and his reputation was not enough, so he went to Song Yu to get some theory.
A figure like Song Yu, one of the six ministers of the Ministry of War, a first-class official who is just subordinate to the left and right ministers, will give you the reasoning of an old madam in a brothel, and directly throw away the jug in his hand: "Can you marry me?"
Giving my nephew as a concubine is a blessing brought by Yunqing Shixiu. You are not happy anymore. This is not giving face to me, and that is not giving face to the court."
Originally, the Madam had flinched a little when she saw Song Yu's noble appearance, and wanted to settle the matter. After all, there were many powerful people in the capital, and there were some people that the Madam alone could not offend. However, Song Yu actually destroyed the Tianxiang Tower.
Then you can't be kind. You are arrogant, and Tianxiang Tower is not a place where you can be bullied.
So he summoned the thugs from Tianxiang Tower for a big fight, but none of the thugs were Song Qing's enemies, and they were all knocked to the ground. The old bustard had no choice but to use his reputation as a backstage person to summon the street patrol guards to try.
Teach these three madmen a lesson.
However, the world is unpredictable. The old madam who did not teach Song Yu and the others a lesson was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground. Song Yu, the first-rank official of the Ministry of War, and the fifth-rank general of the imperial president. After explanation, the young man who was so drunk that he couldn't even walk turned around.
He is a noble with a title. Not to mention the madam, even the backstage of Tianxiang Tower did not dare to be careless. He directly ordered the madam to promise Yun Qing's poems to Liu Mingzhi as his concubine, and redeemed his life with three hundred taels of silver. This little money
Even the money spent cultivating Yun Qingshi over the years was not enough to earn back.
But there is no way, who makes these three gentlemen so awesome? The patrolling military guards in charge of public security in the capital shivered all over when they saw the three gentlemen. What can I do as a brothel madam?