The next morning, Liu Mingzhi howled and broke the tranquility of the palace.
Liu Mingzhi looked at the clothes on the hanger and rubbed his chin: "Liu Song, I am a lord personally conferred by the emperor, right? Young Master, did you remember correctly?"
Liu Song scratched his head in confusion, not knowing what Liu Mingzhi was angry about: "Young Master, the imperial edict is still in the hall. Of course you are His Majesty's personal lordship. There is no doubt about it."
"Then do I have to have an official uniform, do I have to have a gold seal that represents my identity? Where's the thing? Just a nondescript imperial edict, and I am the lord. What's the point of playing?"
Liu Song seemed to have understood: "Yes, young master, you don't have the fish bag gold seal, nor do you have the official uniform of a lord, so I can't identify you on the street. How can you, a lord, be useless?"
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With a bang, Liu Song received a slap: "Tell me, did your kid get stolen by me?"
"No way, young master, Xiao Song is loyal and loyal to you, young master. How dare I steal the gold seal of your official uniform? I can't wear it if I hide it. Xiao Song has no use hiding it. It's on your body."
When I was young, I was proud of myself, and Xiao Song was not a fool."
"That's strange. The emperor has rewarded me with such a big house, so he shouldn't be stingy with a piece of clothing and a copper lump."
"Xiao Song knows, there is only one truth." Liu Song suddenly clapped his hands, as if he had seen through the essence of the world: "It must be that old boy Fu Shan who is greedy for you, young master."
Liu Mingzhi looked at Liu Song as if he was mentally retarded, like Conan: "He is an old man, why is he hiding the young master's official uniform?"
"Then Xiaosong doesn't know."
Ever since he entered the palace, Liu Song felt that his status as the closest servant under the young master was in jeopardy. He used to help the young master by himself, but since he got Fu Shan, Liu Song felt that he was left out by the young master.
After being thrown into the cold palace, he was no longer the young master who kept his mouth open and kept his mouth shut.
This person, to put it another way, is a bitch. If you have someone to help you share the burden, instead of letting you run all the errands by yourself, you are not used to it. This is not a bitch.
So he said a few bad words about Butler Fu in a slightly sinister way, which was understandable.
Liu Mingzhi saw Xiao Jiujiu in Liu Song's belly at a glance. He shook his head helplessly and cursed secretly, but there was nothing he could do.
"Go and summon the housekeeper."
Liu Song ran out excitedly: "Master, come right away."
Sure enough, it was right away. A moment later, Fu Shan walked in with his waist bent: "Sir, what are your orders to this old slave?"
"Butler Fu, why don't I have a gold seal on my official residence? Otherwise, how can I prove my identity in the future?"
"Sir, you haven't reported to the Ministry of Civil Affairs yet, how can you have official uniforms and gold seals?"
"What the hell? Do you have to go to the official department to report it?" Liu Mingzhi didn't know what was going on here at all. He thought that the emperor had taken care of all the items.
"Of course, the Lord doesn't know something. Being knighted is a big deal. The titles, mansions, and fiefs all have to be reported to the Ministry of Personnel for registration and registration. Only then will the Ministry of Personnel tailor-made official uniforms for the Lord and award him with gold.
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"It's quite advanced. They actually developed a real-name system. Sure enough, the operation of a dynasty has its own unique features."
"Sire?" Butler Fu looked at Liu Mingzhi in confusion, wondering what the incomprehensible words in his mouth meant.
"It's okay, please step back first."
"Yes, I will resign, old slave."
After Fu Shan left, Liu Mingzhi put on some clothes casually: "Liu Song, clean up this guy."
"Master, who are you going to deal with? With a stick or a sword?"
"Fuck you, uncle, how many mirrors did the old man bring on the carriage when we came to the capital?" Liu Mingzhi felt that there was nothing to do in the house, so he might as well sell mirrors in the capital to earn some pocket money.
"Master, there are a total of two big boxes and five hundred mirrors, all wrapped in fine silk. Now they are all placed in the warehouse."
"Five hundred noodles is a bit small. Let's test the sales first. Then gather the servants and let's go do business."
"Hey, I'll be ready soon." Liu Song was also very happy. He was not familiar with the place where he lived in the capital, so Liu Song didn't dare to go out and wander around.
They immediately feel happy when doing business.
As for Liu Mingzhi going into business as a lord, Liu Song was not surprised at all. The Liu family was originally a business family, and it was normal to just do business. They were good at what they did.
Liu Mingzhi looked helpless, looking at Butler Fu who was holding his calf tightly and crying with tears streaming down his face, and he didn't know what he thought he had done to him.
"Housekeeper Fu, let me go. I'm just going to sell a mirror. Are you going to live or die?"
Fu Shan looked at his lord with tearful eyes and a miserable face, shook his head firmly and refused to let go of his hand: "No, I can't let go of my hand even if I die today, and let you do business as a merchant.
, Sir, you are a personally conferred lord by His Majesty the Emperor, and you are a nobleman from Xuanwu Street in the capital. How can you do business? Isn’t this a loss of your own face?”
"No, Butler Fu, what's wrong with business? The Liu family has been a famous gentry in the south of the Yangtze River. It is natural for me to do business."
"I dare to ask, sir, is your lordship married?"
"You're married, what's wrong?"
"Since your lordship is already married, the title of knight means you will find another residence. You are the head of the family. I must not let your lordship sell things."
Liu Mingzhi squatted on the ground helplessly: "Be good, I don't mind myself. What are you afraid of? Be obedient and let go."
"Uh-huh, I'm not letting go, old slave."
Liu Mingzhi had a look of disgust on his face: "What the hell, Fu Shan, can you stop being so disgusting? If you let go, I will be rude to you."
"If the young master beats Fu Shan to death, Fu Shan will never let go."
"I've convinced you, you are such an old stubborn donkey. Let's do this. I will let Liu Song and the others sell it, and I can just watch and have fun on the side. You see, there are so many servants in the house, and they all have to eat and drink.
There isn't a single copper in the warehouse. We, the whole family, can't just drink the northwest wind without making some money. You are the housekeeper and you know better than me, right?"
Butler Fu thought for a while and looked at Liu Mingzhi doubtfully: "Sir, are you really not going to sell it yourself?"
"You're the one who sells it, am I that kind of person?"
"Well, Sir, you must keep your words to the letter."
"As for my character, I am synonymous with conscience in Jiangnan. Don't worry."
Liu Song chuckled: "Don't be shy."
After finally walking out of the Liu Mansion, Fu Shan stared at the backs of Young Master Liu and his party like a mother-in-law sending her husband out, in a daze.
"Take a walk and look around. If you don't want to buy, you can take a look."
"Take a look and walk around. If you don't want to buy, you can take a look."
"I say whether it's good or not depends on everyone's best judgment."
"I say whether it's wonderful or not, everyone will know at a glance."
"Five hundred taels is not much. You can't reach South Vietnam for an outing."
"Five hundred taels is not expensive, and it is affordable for both ladies and gentlemen."
"Five hundred taels is really not much. I just used it to coax my concubine and my wife."
"Five hundred taels are not wasted, you can use them all year round."
"Although it's not a family heirloom, my daughter-in-law can't live without it."
"If it doesn't break in ten or nine years, it can be passed on to the next generation."
"All five hundred taels, everything you buy is five hundred taels."
"Young and old men, ladies and gentlemen, don't miss it if you pass by. Take a look at the specialties of the Western Regions."
Liu Song's servants looked at Mr. Liu with bewildered expressions as he pulled his sleeves over his shoulders and howled with his teeth and claws. This was different from what he promised to pay the housekeeper.
Liu Mingzhi looked at the crowds of people gathered in front of the stall and looked excited. He was not shouting in vain.