Liu Mingzhi left the bustling streets and returned to the Liu Mansion in a somewhat lonely manner.
It was clear that he had great power, had many wives and concubines, and was rich in wealth, but Liu Mingzhi suddenly felt lonely, as if he was incompatible with the world of Dalong.
This feeling has not occurred for many years.
In a daze, Liu Mingzhi seemed to have returned to the spring of the 26th year of Xuande's reign, when he sat in front of the window and stared at the moonlight.
"Master, it's freezing outside. Why didn't you ride back quickly? Come in and have a cup of tea to warm yourself up!"
Liu Yuan heard the knock on the door and opened the door slowly. Looking at Young Master Liu holding the horse's rein and stopping in front of the door, he hurriedly took the rein from Liu Mingzhi's hand, closed it and drank.
The door to the cold wind.
"Master, drink tea."
"Thank you, Uncle Liu."
Liu Mingzhi took the teacup, sat on the small bench next to the stove, and looked at Liu Yuan, who was grilling sweet potatoes.
"Uncle Liu, you, the majestic butler of the Liu Mansion, don't live in so many comfortable rooms in the front yard. Why do you always like to stay in this doorway? Although it's not bad, it can't be called a good door.
Woolen cloth?"
Liu Yuan smiled and looked at Liu Mingzhi, the young master he had grown up with.
"The young master doesn't know something. In order to take the legacy left by the master to a higher level, the master made too many enemies.
This old man, Lao Chen, still has some strength. He can prevent some young people from disturbing the peace of the Liu family, so he took the initiative to ask Ying to help the master guard the gate of our Liu family.
Block those people with ulterior motives from outside our house.
Later, the master finally fulfilled his promise, and our Liu family became the famous Jiangnan Liu family.
Among Liuye brothers and sisters, there are many masters and dead soldiers, and I am gradually losing my strength as an old man.
But this habit of living in the doorway has remained, and I can't change it even if I want to.
Living here will make you feel at ease and make you feel useful."
Liu Mingzhi looked at Liu Yuan's vicissitudes of life, and the traces of time could not be hidden in his shining eyes.
I think he was also a famous figure back then.
"Uncle Liu, how many years have you been following the old man?"
"How many years has it been? Counting this year, it should be forty-two years."
"Forty-two years! Doesn't it mean that you have been with the old man since he was eight or nine years old?"
Liu Yuan sighed faintly: "Yes, I was only nine years old at that time, and he was probably as tall as Master Mingjie, but in the blink of an eye it has been forty-two years.
Not only are you and the second young master married and starting a family, but the young master and the young ladies are almost grown up.
Now when I think about the past life and death with my master, I still remember it vividly, as if it happened yesterday.
So fast!
Fortunately, the master is a good man and didn't think that Lao Chan's old bones were useless? So he ignored Lao Chan.
It’s not in vain that I have guarded the door for him for more than forty years.”
Liu Mingzhi looked at Liu Yuan's sighing look. He drank the warm tea in one gulp and slowly put down the tea cup.
"Uncle Liu? It's getting late? You should go to bed early."
"Hey, young master, why don't you go back and rest first? Just leave the horses to me."
"It's time to work."
Liu Mingzhi tightened his clothes and walked towards the inner courtyard.
Not yet entering the corridor? The cold touch on his face made Liu Mingzhi subconsciously raise his head and look towards the sky.
I saw snowflakes floating slowly in the sky above the somewhat hazy Liu Mansion illuminated by the lanterns.
Liu Mingzhi frowned. He reached out and took a piece of snowflake and looked at it.
"Oh, the weather was a bit weird last year and this year. It had just been snowing for two days and the weather was sunny, and it started snowing again. Could it be that these few years are some special period in ancient times?"
Liu Mingzhi lowered his head and murmured, then turned and walked towards Liu Zhi'an's courtyard.
"Old man? Mother, have you had a rest?"
For a moment, Mrs. Liu's soft voice came from the room: "Mom just lay down, your old man hasn't come back yet, I think he is still in the study! Do you want to come in and sit down? Mom will open the door for you."
"No need, since mother has already fallen asleep, why don't you get up? Just go and sit with the old man."
By the way, mother, is it starting to snow again? Cover yourself with more quilts and pay attention to your health."
"Mom, you know? You should be careful when you walk."
"My child understands? Mother, please go to bed early. My child, please leave."
Although Mrs. Liu couldn't see it, Liu Mingzhi still bowed and bowed before slowly retreating. He always maintained respect for Mrs. Liu in his heart.
After wandering around, Liu Mingzhi rushed to Liu Zhi'an's study. Looking at the figure with the flickering lights on the window paper, Liu Mingzhi knew that Mrs. Liu was right, and the old man was indeed in the study again.
It is not known what he is busy with.
"Old man, are you stealing the little maid behind my mother's back?"
Liu Mingzhi organized his thoughts, and as he spoke, he pushed open Liu Zhian's door and walked in.
Liu Zhi'an, who was lying on the desk writing something with a pen, raised his eyes and glanced at Mr. Liu who walked in in a hurry.
"Did you eat shit? Are you so strong? Close the door and freeze me to death first."
Liu Mingzhi was not surprised by Liu Zhi'an's curse. He closed the door with his foot, walked towards the chair on the side, lifted it to the stove and sat down casually.
Seeing this, Liu Zhi'an calmly put down his pen and gently closed the pages of the book in his hand.
"It's getting so late. If you don't go back and hold my wife in your arms to have a baby, why are you here?"
Liu Mingzhi placed his hand on the edge of the stove and pondered for a moment, then slowly raised his head and looked at Liu Zhi'an.
"Old man, what kind of existence is the spy?"
Liu Zhi'an, who was about to take a cup of tea, froze. He rested his palm on the teacup for a moment and then slowly picked up the teacup. He looked at Young Master Liu in surprise: "Why are you asking this question suddenly?"
"curious!
I have heard more than once, old man, that the Liuye team controlled by you is unparalleled in the world, but the only Liuye masters I have seen before are Liu Yishu, Liu Sishu, Liu Qishu, and Liu Jiushu, who are a few Liuye masters.
As the saying goes, there is no good person under great reputation. Liuye is actually very famous. Come to think of it, Uncle Liu Yi and the others are just the tip of the iceberg of Liuye.
At least I have seen Liu Ye, but I have only heard about the spies of the royal family. I can count the number of spies I have seen on one hand.
So I am a little curious, what kind of existence is the spy who can rival Liuye?"
Liu Zhi'an took a small sip of tea, and remained silent for a long time with his eyes narrowed.
"With hands and eyes that reach the sky, there are few opponents."
Liu Mingzhi's pupils tightened and he looked at Liu Zhi'an thoughtfully: "You actually gave such a high evaluation?"
Liu Zhi'an nodded slightly, with a complicated look on his face.
“This is my conservative assessment.
Heritage cannot be measured by money.
Your grandpa's family, the Donghai Bai family, is one of the only martial arts families among the four major families. It is a first-class family in the world and among the big families. Your grandpa is one of the few innate masters in the world.
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The Tiangang Finger also caused a bloody storm in the world back then.
However, the martial arts masters trained by the imperial court can only serve as imperial guards, so it is impossible to get involved with the spy."
Liu Mingzhi was stunned for a long time, looking down at the burning stove.
From what the old man said, it seemed that Spy Shadow's strength had far exceeded his imagination.
But since Spy Shadow's hands and eyes are so powerful, why are brothers Li Yunlong and Li Baihong...
"Information!"
Liu Zhi'an looked at Young Master Liu's somewhat downcast face, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.
"What? What misunderstanding happened between your department and the spy?"
"No, I'm just asking casually. Recently, I have suddenly become a little depressed and anxious. I always feel a little uneasy."
"If there is any trouble, you don't have to worry too much.
Although the spy is powerful, he does not dare to touch our Liu family easily.
It would be a lose-lose situation for no one.
There are as many forces in the world as crucian carp crossing the river, and in our small businessman's home, Spy Shadow will not fight with us."
"Haha... Every time I listen to you talking, I feel as if I am talking to another father. This kind of confident victory makes me even more curious about how much stronger Liu Ye is than the person concerned.
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"Hey, old man, why do you think you are so good at work? It will be the year of the monkey and the month of the horse for this young master to inherit the family business.
Otherwise, you should find more concubines, use up your energy, and let me see some hope.
Don’t worry, I won’t report you to my mother.”
Liu Zhi'an's happy face suddenly turned gloomy, and he glared at Mr. Liu fiercely: "Fuck, sleeping with your mother is inhumane!"