"Sir, the officials in the Ministry of Personnel have very bad tempers. They control the promotion, appointment and dismissal of officials, and the merit examination department is also responsible for the evaluation of officials' performance. It is inevitable that they are a little arrogant. Sir, you have an active temper, so you must restrain yourself. You are now basically
If you are not stable, be sure not to quarrel with the people in the official department, otherwise some narrow-minded people will inevitably speak ill of you, Sir."
From the main hall to the front door, Butler Fu never stopped talking, teaching his lordship earnestly.
These days, Housekeeper Fu has noticed all Liu Mingzhi's behavior. He has an active personality and a peaceful manner. For the servants in the mansion, having such a talkative master is a blessing earned in ten lifetimes.
Which family's lord would give the snacks in his hands to the servants to taste, and then make the servants sit down and chat about family affairs? Sir Liu did this.
You can do this at home, but it is a big taboo to do this in the officialdom. Officials pay most attention to personal cultivation and manners. Liu Mingzhi's rebellious temper will definitely lead to disagreements with other colleagues, and Fu Shan can't help but worry about it.
, admonishing his lord again and again.
Fu Shan kept chattering on and on, and although Liu Mingzhi was a little unbearable, Fu Shan's words were all for his own benefit, so he could only hold back his temper and listen to the end.
An old man in a family is like a treasure. Fu Shan has lived in the capital for most of his life. His vision and experience are much broader than that of a younger generation who has just arrived in the capital. Fu Shan's attitude of being responsible for the master's family, Liu Mingzhi
I am quite satisfied from the bottom of my heart.
Although sometimes I really wanted to sew the old housekeeper's mouth shut, but after I got used to it, it became a bit awkward to keep fushan nagging.
Could it be that this young master is a jerk?
"Xiao Wu, the responsibility of driving for Sir Alex will be left to you. You have to cheer up for me and be there for me if something goes wrong."
Fu Shan treated Liu Mingzhi with great respect, but treated Xiao Wu like a butler.
Xiaowu sat on the carriage: "Butler, don't worry, I will safely send the Lord to the Ministry of Personnel."
Originally, the driving task belonged to Liu Song, a personal servant, but Liu Song stayed up all night admiring the moon last night. Liu Mingzhi was worried that this guy would be tired from driving, so he let him rest at home.
After Liu Song cried out and expressed his loyalty, he followed the young master's instructions and returned to his room to rest.
"Liu Mingzhi, my sister's little Mingming, why didn't you tell your sister that you came to the capital? You little enemy misses your sister so much."
The doting tone of these ambiguous words and the sweet tone made Mr. Liu stunned. He turned around blankly to see who the speaker was. The voice alone gave people a shuddering feeling. When would he be provoked?
We have come to such a Lord.
Young Master Liu, who didn't see anything, only felt his eyes go dark, and then his head was covered in a place as warm and fragrant as jade: "Little enemy, I haven't grown so tall in a few years. If it weren't for my appearance, I still look familiar.
My sister really doesn’t dare to recognize you anymore.”
"Bold woman, let go of my lord quickly."
Yun Xiaoxi and three young men in gray and white Confucian shirts had black lines on their foreheads. They looked at their mother tangledly. Is this really okay in public?
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Liu Mingzhi had to struggle. This soft and fragrant place was comfortable, but it made him a little breathless. Besides, who was this? He was framed in his arms without seeing anything, sister.
?You are the eldest son in your family, where did you get a sister?
Liu Ying felt her nephew's struggle and let go of Liu Mingzhi's head: "Xiao Mingming, you used to like your sister holding you the most. You have changed. My sister is so sad."
Liu Mingzhi looked at the adult in front of him with a dark look. Although you have an alluring appearance, words like "嘤嘤嘤嘤" are not appropriate for someone of your age.
The more he looked at Liu Ying's face, the more familiar Liu Mingzhi felt. A beautiful figure emerged from his mind. Liu Mingzhi looked at Liu Ying happily. This feeling of blood being thicker than water was extremely strong: "Auntie, why are you here? Why are you here?"
Do you know this is my home? Aren’t you in the northwest? When did you return to the capital?”
After asking three questions in a row, Liu Mingzhi looked at Liu Ying in front of him strangely. Logically speaking, Liu Ying should live in Jeju following her betrayal at this moment. Why did she return to the capital?
A head banged against Young Master Liu's forehead. Liu Ying looked at Young Master Liu resentfully: "Xiao Mingming, you have changed. You actually called me aunt. You are so old. I don't listen to you.
Do you want to tell sister to know? "Ying 嘤 嘤"
Liu Mingzhi was hesitant to speak, and he took back the words he wanted to speak. He really couldn't pronounce the name sister. The woman in front of him was his real aunt. Calling him sister always felt like a treason.
Moreover, aunt, you are in your thirties, are you always like this? Is it okay?
With a bitter smile, Mr. Liu scratched his scalp with his little finger: "Auntie, please don't embarrass me. How dare I call you sister? It's too rude."
Caught off guard, Liu Mingzhi's ears ran into Liu Ying's hands. One hand grabbed Young Master Liu's ears, and the other hand pinched Young Master Liu's plump and round waist. Liu Ying looked at Young Master Liu resentfully: "Xiao Mingming, are you really
You are not obedient at all. You dare not listen to my sister’s words. Is it easy for your sister to raise you all the time? You are a heartless little thing, just like your father, you are a white-eyed wolf.”
Young Master Liu, whose ears were clearly burning, did not struggle at all. A feeling of nausea arose spontaneously. A scene that he remembered deeply came to his mind. That was when he was six or seven years old. Liu Ying used chopsticks made from branches to hold the food.
A grain of sheep dung that looked like an elixir was handed to his hand, and he told himself that it was an elixir and that if he ate it, he could live forever. He was young and ignorant and was too frivolous. He felt sad and burst into tears. The first time Liu Dashao vomited to the point of darkness, it was not because of drinking, but because of drinking.
It's my aunt's chopsticks.
When others say that they raised you up by pooping and peeing, they are describing hard work. When my aunt said that she raised you by pooping and peeing, that is the real deal.
Holding back the discomfort in his stomach, Young Master Liu sealed up the tragic memory in his mind: "Auntie, I was wrong, please spare me."
"Humph, call me sister, 嘤嘤嘤"
"Sister, aunt, you should just kill me. I really can't cry out. Do you believe that the old man can beat me to death if he finds out? Aunt, please stop cheating me and give me a way to live. Our blood is thicker than water.
Ah, you can't catch me alone, right?"
"Mom, please let go of my cousin. Do you think I am an aunt like you? This is still outside the house!"
Yun Xiaoxi looked at her cousin's miserable appearance from a distance and had no choice but to speak to save him.
Liu Mingzhi was startled when he heard this familiar voice and raised his eyes: "Xiaoxi, why are you talking about Xiaoxi, you are my cousin?"
Liu Mingzhi finally understood why he felt that Yun Xiaoxi looked familiar that day. This was his cousin, how could he not look familiar?
The last time I saw Yun Xiaoxi, she was just a yellow-haired girl. Now she has grown into a tall and graceful girl. No wonder Liu Mingzhi couldn't recognize her. The main reason was that the memory of her predecessor was too vague. If she hadn't witnessed it with her own eyes,
I really don’t dare to recognize each other.
Yun Xiaoxi smiled sweetly and the girl understood: "Yun family, Yun Xiaoxi, I have met my cousin."
"No, no, please don't do this. We are all of the same generation. I can't bear this."
"Yun Dahai of the Yun family has met my cousin."
"Yun Dajiang of the Yun family has met my cousin."
"Yun Dahe of the Yun family has met my cousin."
Three young men in Confucian robes also came forward and saluted with clasped fists.
The sea, the river, the river, the stream, Liu Mingzhi was slightly startled, his uncle chose the name of his child so casually.
"Hey little enemy, you haven't mentioned why you didn't come to see my sister when you arrived in the capital."