At the request of the old man, Lu Hailan kept him by his side as a servant. Wayne Du was shocked when he heard the news and rushed to ask for his request, asking to give his position as the general manager to the other party.

"Hahaha, old, Xiao Wei, look at our body, we can do some work of serving tea and pouring water. The manager is in charge of the inside and outside, and the affairs are complicated. In front of the little master, I will tell you the truth. Even if you give it to me, I don't want to do it."

Wayne Du knew that he had done something bad, and he felt a little embarrassed. He was relieved by the old man's gentle words before he recovered and apologized to Lu Hailan. Lu Hailan kept watching. After waiting for the person to leave, he spoke to the old man: "He always remembers the fact that you put on a piece of clothing for him."

"Hey, I remember." The old man brewed a cup of tea for Lu Hailan and smiled, "That was the thirty-eight years of Emperor Yuwen... Can you tell me why did the old slave put on his clothes?"

Lu Hailan picked up the teacup and took a sip, staring at him in surprise. Although the tea sets and tea leaves were no different from usual, the taste of this tea was different... He looked up at the old man and shook his head slightly: "I don't know."

"It's also some old things. If your highness is interested, I will tell you." The old man sat down on the chair next to him, revealing a reminiscent look, "That year, the old man had just stepped down from the seat of the chief in the palace. It was winter. Concubine Liu's illness seemed to be gone, so Emperor Yuwen made a heavy snowfall in the capital so that she could see the red plums in the snow in the last days. The snow was so beautiful, but it was not a good thing for the little eunuch in the palace... I heard that that year, the poor man was frozen to death outside the palace, and it was criticized a lot."

Lu Hailan listened quietly to the old man recalling the past. Even if these things were mentioned in history books, they were just a brief introduction. There was no such thing as the old man said that it was like an intimate scene. He knew that the climate of the entire imperial capital was adjusted by artificial satellites. Although the difference between the old ancient times was restored, the winter was not too cold, the summer was not too hot, and it would never freeze to death... Emperor Yu Wen did this absurdly to make his concubine smile.

"The newly appointed General Manager Wu has always had old grudges with me, and he flatters his superiors. Haha, this is also a common problem for people in the palace. It is not a question that the Qingliu ministers called us as eunuchs. For us, the master above is right or wrong, that is right..." The old man was not afraid of talking, and Lu Hailan was a little stunned when he heard it, but he also had some clarity - this may be the old man's teaching method.

"I had a hard time during that period. Although General Manager Wu didn't dare to make things difficult for me openly, it was quite a lot of stumbling in secret. In the middle of winter, I couldn't even afford charcoal fire in my house, like an ice cellar... So I had to walk outside often and move my hands and feet to avoid getting sick from freezing. Otherwise, the medicine would definitely be deducted, and I might die... It was at that time that I met Xiao Wei."

"It was cold and he was wearing only a single dress. He was sweeping the snow in the yard alone, and there was no helper around him. This was obviously being excluded and bullied... Don't think too badly about the treatment in the palace. Anyway, everyone has a cold dress, unless someone deliberately soaked water or broke it. The old slave was standing in the distance, looking at Xiao Wei, and saw that his lips were blue by the cold, but there was a sense of determination between his eyebrows that he refused to admit defeat.

On the other hand, he felt that he was a crafty person, so he took the initiative to come forward and put his coat on him... Your Highness, a coat is nothing to Lao Nu, it is just a small task, but you also saw that Xiao Wei was so worried about the grace of the clothes in the snow. In fact, even if he is a person who does not remember the grace, Lao Nu will not lose much. This is called being convenient to others and being convenient to yourself. Why not do things with others without doing it?"

Lu Hailan deeply agrees.

"However, the difference between favor and interest cannot be compared." The old man suddenly changed his mind, "Although the old slave has kindness to Xiao Wei, he also remembers this kindness, but this kindness will disappear without long before it is placed together with his own interests... Why? Because favor is limited, but benefits are accumulated all the time. Therefore, grace can only be added, not reduced, and cannot be reduced..."

Lu Hailan frowned when he heard this, instinctively felt uncomfortable, and said, "What do you mean is that he will be ungrateful to you because of his own interests?"

"Haha." The old man laughed, "Xiao Wei is someone around you. His interests have long been with you. Hello, he will be fine. One day you succeed to the throne, and he will naturally become successful. For him, your future and trustworthiness are the most important things, and the latter is more important than the former."

Lu Hailan nodded thoughtfully and said, "You are right."

"He is the general manager of another palace and has been with you since he was a child. No one in this another palace can threaten his status, except for me, an old person who was suddenly assigned by His Majesty." The old man said in a humorous manner, and his smile on his face was completely different. "In terms of qualifications, he is not as good as me, and in terms of experience, he is still not as good as me. He said without boasting that this ability is probably a little worse... I am not very good at the moment, but over time, the closer you are to me, the more he feels that his status is threatened."

"Will you pretend to be not close to you?" Lu Hailan frowned. He had never thought about this before, but what the old man said was indeed very likely to happen... Waynedu had been with him for so many years, and he didn't want to make the other party feel disappointed, nor did he want to see the other party do ungrateful things.

The old man looked at Lu Hailan's expression, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile: "Your Highness, don't worry, this problem has been solved by me."

Lu Hailan was a little surprised. The old man had just arrived at another palace yesterday and didn't see anything. How could he solve this problem that seemed quite difficult to him? He raised his eyebrows and looked at the old man, waiting for the other party to give an answer.

The old man raised his hand and pointed at himself.

"Look at me, how do you feel?" he asked.

Lu Hailan didn't see any feeling. He had one nose and two eyes, and his appearance was not surprising. The only thing he had to say was that he was really old... Wait, he suddenly reacted and glared slightly.

"I am already ninety-three this year." The old man smiled, "It is not an exaggeration to say that half of my body buried soil. I suffered a lot when I was young, and my body was damaged so badly that I am afraid I will not live for a few years. As long as Xiao Wei figured this out, he would not regard me as a threat. Instead, he would remember his previous kindness and treat me twice as well... Your Highness, all the problems in this world, as long as he finds the right direction, it will have a way to solve them."

Lu Hailan learned a lot from the old man’s class, but he also felt that he would not be able to do anything like the old man… This is too tiring.

"I sincerely hope that the longer you can live, the better, and think about these things for me." He sighed very much, "I used to see the four words "unpredictable" in books. I only realized today that this human heart is indeed unfathomable."

"Old I naturally hope to spend more time with my little master." The old man's smile slightly lightened and his expression became a little serious. "I probably won't leave now. I have served Emperor Yuwen. His Majesty has been in the palace for a lifetime. I thought I should have waited for old age or illness to die of illness, but I didn't expect that in this last day, I would be sent to serve His Highness."

Lu Hailan smiled and said, "Listen to you that you are complaining, and you won't have to be idle in your last days?"

"My little master, don't be happy with me. I'm not reluctant. I'm happy." The old man smiled and narrowed his eyes. The joy on his face could not be faked. He only heard him say, "I have no children, and most of my old friends are gone. I feel lonely and waiting for death in the palace. It's not good at all. The old slave was sent to serve Your Highness, but on the other hand, isn't it your highness accompanying Old slave? Alas, this is offensive, but Old slave is really happy... Look, I'm not saying anything right."

Lu Hailan understood that the feeling of loneliness can only count the days passing day by day. He felt a little touched in his heart and said to the old man: "In the future, you will no longer call yourself a slave in front of loneliness, and loneliness doesn't like to listen to this."

The old man shook his head.

"Your Highness is kind, I can't afford it. But this title has been passed down for thousands of years, so there is naturally a reason for it. Today, I have already said enough, and the timing is not very appropriate, so I might as well talk about this title later. I would like to forgive you."

Lu Hailan, who was kept in a silence, frowned and did not get angry after all. He was still too young and was eaten by the old man. The whole conversation was led by the other party. At this time, he didn't know that this was called the art of speaking.

Lu Hailan took a sip of tea, and the tea was already cold, but it felt like it was just right. So at the end of the conversation, he finally took the initiative in voluntarily.

"How do you make this tea? How does it taste different from usual?" He said with a teacup, and conjectured very seriously: "Is it because the water temperature is different and the tea leaves reacting differently? Do you know what the principle is?"

The old man who was originally going to answer was blocked by the latter sentence and pursed his mouth in silence.

"Reply to your highness, I just made tea according to the previous methods. As for this principle... I have never studied it."
Chapter completed!