Chapter eight hundred and sixty-four is definitely not cooked(1/3)
"Master, the pen and ink are ready."
"Um."
Liu Mingzhi rolled up his sleeves, sat on the chair, reached out and picked up the pen on the brush, and gently dipped the ink into the inkstone.
When Liu Song saw his young master dipping his pen in ink, he immediately took two steps back.
"Master, do you need a little evasion?"
"No need, you are not an outsider, just stand aside."
"Okay, I will obey, little one."
Liu Mingzhi squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, then he breathed a sigh of relief and started writing on the blank rice paper.
In the blink of an eye, each one penetrated the back of the paper, and the sharp fonts appeared on the paper.
Just from the first few words, it can be seen that Mr. Liu's calligraphy skills have become higher and higher over the years.
Already, everyone has the style of calligraphy.
However, Liu Mingzhi had no intention of caring about his calligraphy at this time. His mind was entirely focused on the content of his writing.
After about half a cup of tea, Liu Mingzhi casually moved the letter filled with contents aside.
Then he picked up a new piece of rice paper, spread it in front of him, and started writing again.
While Liu Mingzhi was writing a letter, he greeted Liu Song without raising his head.
"Willow Pine."
"The little one is here."
"Prepare envelopes and paint."
"Yes, little one, get ready."
After Liu Song responded, he walked to the side without hesitation and started to work.
For a time, both the master and the servant became busy on their own.
After about half a stick of incense had passed, Young Master Liu casually placed the langhao pen in his hand on the brush washer next to him, raised his head and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Master, have you finished writing?"
Young Master Liu chuckled and nodded, stood up and moved his body around.
"Well, I've finished writing. Are the envelopes and paint over there ready?"
"Go back to the young master, we have already prepared it."
Liu Mingzhi nodded slightly, leaned over and gently opened the drawer on the desk, and gently took out the printing box containing the large seal.
He first spread the letters on the desk, then took out the imperial seal from the printing box and stamped it on each piece of letter paper one by one.
"Liu Song, envelope."
"yes."
Liu Song immediately walked over and handed a stack of envelopes to Young Master Liu.
Liu Mingzhi folded the letters several times and put them in envelopes one by one.
Then, he picked up the pen beside him and wrote his signature on each envelope.
"Huh, willow pine, fire paint."
"Yes, I understand, little one."
Liu Mingzhi picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then paced back and forth in the study with a calm expression.
Soon.
Liu Song held the letter in his hand and walked to Young Master Liu's side with a smile.
"Master, all nine letters have been baked with wax."
"Willow Pine."
"Hey, Master?"
"Send these letters to my eldest brother's house immediately and deliver them to him with your own hands.
Tell him to immediately send these letters to the two generals of the Western Expedition on the left and right, Duke Zhuang Kuang of the Protector of the Country, and Nangong Ye of Yong'an, respectively, in gold-wrapped letters.
The six letters were all sent in triplicate, one hour apart."
"Yes, I understand, little one.
Master, where do you want to pass on the remaining letter?"
"The remaining letter was delivered to the guard of Haijin Port in the East China Sea, Lin Qingfeng."
"I understand, little one, please leave first."
Before Liu Song left the study, Young Master Liu suddenly shouted.
"Liu Song, wait a minute."
Liu Song stopped in a hurry and turned around with a puzzled expression.
"Master, do you have any other instructions?"
"Tell my elder brother that these letters do not need to go through the Ministry of War, and will be delivered directly by him."
Liu Song's expression condensed and he nodded quickly.
"Yes, I understand. Master, do you have any other instructions?"
Young Master Liu nodded, took a sip of tea, pursed his lips and remained silent for a moment.
"After you hand the letter into my eldest brother's hand, you can then rush to the cabinet.
I order all the officials in the cabinet to give the Miao people living in the Shiwanda Mountains in the Miao territory of Shu a 10% tax reduction on the basis of the original tax."
"Master, will the reduction be continued?"
Liu Mingzhi frowned slightly and thought for a moment, looked at Liu Song and shook his head with a smile.
"How can it be possible to continue to reduce and reduce taxes for two years?
If there are more, the people in other prefectures and capitals will have opinions."
"I understand, young master. Does the young master have any other explanations?"
"After you come back to our home from the palace, use the falcon to deliver a letter to your father.
Let him tell my old man and mother the news that Jingyao is about to give birth, and the good news that Serena is pregnant again.
That’s all, go get busy.”
"I obey, I will resign."
Liu Song bowed respectfully and quickly left the study.
Young Master Liu looked at Liu Song's figure disappearing into the courtyard, rubbed his lower abdomen, and walked towards the desk with a murmur.
"It's already around noon, why haven't Yun'er and her sisters come over to ask me to have lunch?
Could it be that you were just catching up with Yatou Ren and forgot about the meal?"
Young Master Liu muttered to himself, picked up the book that had been placed on the desk, and began to read it silently.
the other side.
The backyard of Liu Mansion, inside the courtyard outside the kitchen.
Qi Yun, her sisters and others were chatting and laughing while packing various ingredients nearby.
"Sister Qingxin, are you sure you want to cook today?"
"Uh-huh, sister Yun, you don't know, after I left the capital and returned to Shu, I lived by myself most of the time.
Living alone, I rely on my sister for food, clothing, housing and transportation to be self-sufficient.
Over the past year or so, my cooking skills have improved a lot.
Today, I will let you sisters taste my craftsmanship."
To be continued...