The servants in the Prime Minister's Mansion are busy. It will be the Prime Minister's 40th birthday in two days. All high-ranking officials and dignitaries from Chaoyang City will come, so they must not neglect it.
"This red lotus blooms really weirdly," said steward Zhou Shan.
Red lotus means despair and uncertainty, and there is also the saying of red lotus hell, so most people don't plant red lotus. This morning, the red lotus suddenly bloomed in the pond outside Chaoyang City, which made people panic.
"Just a few red lotuses, don't worry." Dongfang Lie said in a deep voice.
"Master, do you want to postpone the birthday banquet in two days? I'm worried that the red lotus will keep blooming." Zhou Shan asked cautiously.
"No need, if this red lotus doesn't decay, just let it decay." Dongfang Lie said calmly, an unknown look flashed through his sharp eyes.
"I understand, little one." Zhou Shan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said.
Dongfang Lie, the current prime minister of Jinli Kingdom, has a resolute face and an imposing aura. Although he is the prime minister, he does not have much elegance. Instead, he has the air of a general, and the aura around him is overwhelming.
His cultivation level has reached the peak of the sixth level, almost breaking through the seventh level. He is one of the highest cultivation sages in Jinli Kingdom.
Dongfang Lie had four concubines, including three sons and four daughters. His original wife, Xiao, had passed away, and he had five daughters, Dongfang Zihan;
The concubine Qin Shi Fuzheng has two sons and one daughter, the eldest son Dongfang Jingao, the third daughter Dongfang Ziyan, and the seventh son Dongfang Jinghao, whose youngest is only seven years old;
The side wife Yao has one son and one daughter, the second son Dongfang Jingxuan and the fourth daughter Dongfang Ziying;
The side wife, Mrs. Li, has one daughter, the sixth daughter Dongfang Ziling.
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The eldest lady, Mrs. Qin, got up early to make arrangements, acting like a matron of the house.
"Ao'er, have you prepared your birthday gifts?" Mrs. Qin asked her eldest son with great joy. Her son was young and promising, so it was no problem to inherit the family business, but she was afraid that the son of that bitch Yao would please the master.
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"Mom, you don't have to worry. I went to the auction house yesterday and bought something. Dad should be happy with the birthday gift." Dongfang Jingao replied.
He didn't bother to argue with his second brother Jingxuan. If he wanted something, he would create his own world. He respected and loved his mother, but that didn't mean he would blindly follow her.
"That's good." Ms. Qin nodded, and then asked her daughter, who looked strange, "Yan'er, where is the birthday gift you prepared?"
Zi Yan was frightened and said in a panic: "Not yet, my daughter will prepare it later."
Mrs. Qin was a little bit blaming: "You are not ready yet. Why are you so angry today because you are distracted?"
"I didn't lose my temper. I'll be ready today." Zi Yan said impatiently.
It's her father's birthday in two days. Will her father ask about that little bitch Dongfang Zihan? She doesn't dare to go to that shabby yard to check now. There's been no movement all day long. Maybe that little bitch is really dead.
Already.
Mrs. Qin hates the fact that iron cannot become steel. This daughter has achieved some achievements in cultivation, but her brain is not good enough and her temper cannot be controlled. Sooner or later something will happen to her.
"Hao'er, what about you?" Mrs. Qin particularly liked this youngest son.
She thought she would have no more children after giving birth to her eldest son and daughter, but she became pregnant when she was nearly thirty. The master favored her again and made her his wife. From then on, her status in the Dongfang family was as stable as a rock.
"I prepared a painting that I painted myself. I have been painting it for a long time." Dongfang Jinghao showed off and took out a fairly neat painting.