Liu Mingzhi reached out and picked up the wine bag on the side, pulled out the cork and gestured to Song Qing.
"Good brother, we're already in the wine. Here's my brother's respect to you."
"Drink together."
The stove in the study was burning brightly, and the temperature in the room was already warm.
Young Master Liu took several large gulps of strong liquor into his stomach, his body gradually became a little warm, and his face also turned rosy involuntarily.
“Compared to now, life in the past was more relaxed and enjoyable.
In the past, my young master, I only had to lead my brothers to charge into battle, attack the city, and try every means to win a great victory.
All other matters are left to the imperial court and the civil and military officials in the court to take care of.
How carefree it is to be able to put aside everything and do your best to compete with many opponents in a battle of wits and courage, attacking each other.
Looking back now.
Although brother, I am sitting on the chair that everyone in the world longs for, but I am also more tired from life.
Businesses, big and small, trivial matters, and all kinds of things, etc., cannot be settled in one day.
laborious, laborious, laborious,
Over the years, I, young master, have been spinning like the pointer on a sundial every day.
If you want to truly relax physically and mentally, you don’t have the chance to stop and take a rest.”
Liu Mingzhi raised his head and took a sip of wine, sighing with emotion.
"Alas! The past is like smoke, and there is no going back."
Song Qing refilled the pot of tobacco, turned around and blew out a puff of smoke, holding up the wine bag in his hand and shaking it a few times with a sad expression.
"Well, third brother, it will be seven years since you ascended the throne and proclaimed yourself emperor.
So many years have passed, let some past events fade away with the wind.
Come, big brother, I respect you."
"Okay, drink."
Mr. Liu put away the wine bag and put it aside. He chuckled and picked up the letter on the desk.
Seeing this, Song Qing silently drank the drink in his hand without saying anything else.
Young Master Liu tore open the envelope, took out the letter paper, stood up and walked towards the window next to him.
Slowly stopping in front of the window, Liu Mingzhi gently shook off the letter in his hand and looked down at the content on it.
"I will obey your orders and live up to His Majesty's high expectations.
The old minister is arrogant, the old minister Nangong Ye paused."
There was only one sentence written on a piece of letter paper.
And in the lower corner of the letter, the names of Zhang Kuang and Nangong Ye.
Liu Mingzhi looked at that simple line of content, raised his neck with a smile on his face, looked out the window at the desolate scenery in the courtyard and fell silent.
It took about half a stick of incense.
Mr. Liu took a long breath and gently folded the letter in his hand.
"Brother."
Song Qing suddenly stood up, holding the wine bag in his hand and looked towards Young Master Liu.
"Third brother, what's wrong?"
"Have you had breakfast before going to court?"
"I just ate a steamed bun and drank a bowl of gruel. What's wrong?"
Liu Mingzhi turned around and returned to the desk, opened the middle drawer and put the letter in. He looked up at Song Qing with a smile.
"Let's go, brothers, let's go have a drink."
Song Qing couldn't help but froze for a moment, and subconsciously asked: "Ah? I drink it so early in the morning, isn't it a little early?"
Mr. Liu pushed the drawer open and picked up the wine bag beside him with a smile on his face.
"Brother, haven't we already drunk?"
"Hey, can this warm-up drink be the same as formal drinking?"
Young Master Liu picked up the big cloak on the side and happily walked towards the stove not far away.
"We're all drinking, so why is it different?
In a word, to drink or not to drink?"
Song Qing took a puff of dry smoke and immediately walked over to help Mr. Liu clean up the items around the stove that might cause water leakage.
"That's what I said. Third brother, please give me a drink. Do you dare to say that you don't want to drink?"
"Go to hell."
After Mr. Liu blocked the ventilation plug of the stove, he gently patted the dust on his hands a few times.
"Okay, we can go drink with confidence."
After Young Master Liu walked out of the study courtyard, he looked at the oncoming maids with a faint smile.
"Here comes someone."
When several maids heard Mr. Liu's shouts, they immediately ran up to meet him.
"Sisters, please see the young master."
"Everyone is free of charge."
"Thank you, Master."
"Linger."
"My slave is here."
"You sisters, please rush to find Yun'er immediately and ask her to notify the kitchen immediately and make some dishes to go with the wine as soon as possible."
"Sisters, please obey your orders, please leave."
"Brother, let's go to the main hall first."
"good!"
Young Master Liu had just walked into the courtyard of the main hall. He looked at the three people walking in front of him and stopped subconsciously.
"Huh? Third brother, why did you stop?"
"Now, see for yourself."
Song Qing looked stunned and turned around instinctively.
"Huh? When did my father come over?"
"Who knows?"
Young Master Liu tightened the cloak around him, and faced Song Yu, Liu Zhi'an, Qi Run, and the three brothers with a strange look on his face.
"uncle."
When Song Yu saw Mr. Liu coming towards him, he habitually flicked his sleeves and bowed in salute.
"Old minister..."
Seeing this, Liu Dashu quickly stretched out his hand to stop him: "Hey, uncle, this is our own home, you must not be too polite."
Song Yu straightened up and laughed bitterly.
"Get used to it, get used to it."
"My nephew, Song Qing, pays homage to his second uncle. He pays homage to uncle Qi.
Liu Zhi'an looked at Song Qing who was greeting him, smiled lightly and held up his hands.
"Qing'er, please forgive me."
Qi Run nodded slightly, smiled lightly and raised his hand to indicate
"King Wuyi, no courtesy, no courtesy."
"Thank you, Uncle Second, thank you, Uncle Qi."
Liu Mingzhi glanced at Liu Zhi'an with a strange look, looked at Song Yu and said with a chuckle: "Uncle, it's probably less than an hour since the end of the dynasty.
Did you finish processing the documents in the Ministry of War so quickly?"
Song Yu exhaled hot breath into his palms and put his hands inside his sleeves with a sad expression.
"Now the world is peaceful and the people live and work in peace and contentment.
Since the Second Army went out for the expedition, how many documents does the Ministry of War have to deal with?"
Liu Mingzhi nodded noncommittally and chuckled happily.
"Hehehe, that's true.
The Ministry of War is not busy, which is a good thing for me, the court, and tens of millions of people in the world.
If your military department gets busy one day, my nephew will have a headache."
As soon as Mr. Liu finished speaking, he turned sideways and looked at his old man.
"Old man, father-in-law, uncle, you three brothers were walking shoulder to shoulder, talking and laughing.
What are you planning to do?"
Song Yu's body trembled, he raised his hand and stroked his beard a few times, and looked to the side with wandering eyes.
Qi Run coughed twice with a strange look on his face, and looked away with evasive eyes.
"Uh-huh, cough, cough, cough."
Liu Zhi'an hurriedly looked back in the direction of the hall door behind him, put his hands in his sleeves and watched Young Master Liu cough softly a few times.
"Bastard, since I, your mother, and we returned to our hometown in the south of the Yangtze River to settle down, we haven't seen your uncle and I for a long time.
Now, I, your father-in-law, and we three brothers have reunited after a long separation.
Therefore, I thought of going out with your uncle, father-in-law, and me to have a few drinks together to keep in touch with each other as brothers.
What’s the matter, can’t it be done?”
Young Master Liu glanced sideways at the hall door in the distance, and licked the tip of his nose happily.
"Okay, of course.
Old man, you and your uncle are reunited after a long absence. You two brothers want to have a few drinks together and reminisce about the past. No one can find any fault with you."
Old God Liu Zhi'an nodded thoughtfully, took out his right hand from his sleeve and pulled Young Master Liu aside.
"I, your father-in-law, uncle, and the three of us are going to have a drink first. If you and Qing'er have something to do, just go and get busy first."
Young Master Liu raised his eyebrows and immediately stopped in front of Liu Zhi'an and Song Yu.
"Wait a minute."
Liu Zhi'an paused and glared at Young Master Liu angrily.
"You bastard, what the hell do you mean?"
In response to his old man's angry curse, Liu Dashao happily shrugged his shoulders.
"Old man, if you want to have a few drinks with your father-in-law and uncle, I naturally have no objection to you.
By the way, the old wines stored in the wine cellar in our backyard, hundreds of years old, are much better than the wines in restaurants outside!
In this case, old man, father-in-law, uncle, you three, why should you choose to stay far away?
Well, this young master will immediately notify Sister Ya and ask her to take the maids to the backyard to fetch several large jars of aged wine.
When the time comes, I guarantee that you, uncle, and the three of you will have a good time.
How about it, I am filial enough, young master."
The corner of Liu Zhi'an's mouth twitched a few times, and he moved towards Young Master Liu with an extremely helpless expression.
"You bastard, stop pretending to me.
In one sentence, how many pictures?"
When Liu Dashan saw that Liu Zhi'an had already made his words clear, he rubbed his fingers with a smile.
"Old man, just give it to me as you watch. This young master is easy to dismiss."
"Hey, what a sin."
Liu Zhi'an sighed under his breath, fumbled inside his sleeves a few times, took out two five hundred taels of silver notes and stuffed them into Young Master Liu's hand.
"Old man, you are too stingy, it's only one thousand taels."
"Whether you want me to love you or not, I will stay at home and drink today.
The days to come are still long, I will take the next three to five days."
Young Master Liu grabbed the bank note in his hand, with a spring-like smile on his face, and took a few steps back happily.
"Old man, uncle, you two haven't seen each other for so long. Have a nice meal and drink."
"Hmph! Boss, in-laws, let's go."
Liu Zhi'an snorted coldly, shook his sleeves vigorously, and walked out of the corridor with his hands behind his back.
Song Yu glanced at Young Master Liu helplessly and immediately followed Liu Zhi'an.
Qi Run chuckled, waved his hand to Mr. Liu, and quickly followed.
As for what brothers Liu Zhi'an, Qi Run, and Song Yu were doing.
Nature is self-evident.
Everything is clear, there is no need to say anything more.
Song Qing watched his father, his second uncle Liu Zhi'an, and his uncle Qi Run disappear gradually, looking at the two 500-tael silver notes in Young Master Liu's hand with a strange look on his face.
"Third brother, I have to say, it's easier for you to make money.
At best, it only takes a cup of tea, and you can already get a thousand taels of silver notes."
With a smile on his face, Young Master Liu put the banknotes into his sleeves and hurried toward the main hall.
"I can't help it. Who told your second uncle to have so much money in his pocket?"
Song Qing raised his eyebrows, chuckled with a strange expression and shook his head.
As soon as Mr. Liu entered the main hall, Qi Ya, the Queen and all the beauties came forward to greet him and gave him a blessing.
"Sisters, please meet your husband."
"No gifts, no gifts at all."
"Thank you, husband."
After Qi Ya and the other beauties stood up, they immediately bowed to Song Qingfu who was following Young Master Liu.
"Brothers, sisters, etc., have met the elder brother and are polite."
"Brothers and sisters, hurry up and forgive me, hurry up and forgive me."
"Thank you, brother."
"Sister Ya, has Yun'er gone to the kitchen?"
"Go back to my husband, my sister has already gone.
Sister, she learned that your husband, you, were going to drink with your eldest brother. As soon as she received the notice from the maids, she couldn't wait to rush to the kitchen."
"That's good, that's good.
By the way, isn't it just past breakfast time? Where are my mother and mother-in-law?"
Hearing her husband's question, Qi Ya coughed a few times with a strange face.
"Ahem, cough, husband."
"Sister Ya, what's wrong?"
"Husband, if we count it based on time.
On your way to the hall with your eldest brother, you should have met our father, my father, and Uncle Song, right?"
Young Master Liu looked back and looked outside the hall, then glanced around the main hall with a strange expression.
"Sister Ya, what do you mean?"
Qi Ya raised her head and lightly covered her cherry lips, narrowed her beautiful eyes and smiled.
"Yeah, yeah, it's really unlucky that what my uncle and the three of them were whispering happened to be overheard by my mother-in-law and our mother-in-law.
Then our mother and my mother-in-law went back directly."
Liu Mingzhi nodded playfully and scratched his brow with his fingers.
"My husband only knows Sister Ya, Sister Shan, Yan'er, Rongrong..."
Qi Ya, the third princess, Sister Gu Mo Rongrong and others immediately gave blessings.
"I am here."
"You sisters have already rebelled. When you should be busy with your own affairs, just go and do your own business."
"Hey, my sisters know it."
Liu Mingzhi glanced at the eldest son Liu Chengfeng at the next table, intentionally or unintentionally, and gently tugged on Qinglian's silk cuffs with his fingers.
"Lian'er."
Qinglian saw her husband's abnormal expression and vaguely understood something.
She chuckled, straightened her clothes, and said as softly as a mosquito, "Husband, what's wrong?"
"Lian'er, girl Serena, are you here for breakfast today?"
"Here we are, we'll leave after we're full."
"How is the situation today? There is nothing wrong between this girl and Chengfeng, right?"
"No, no, not to mention how intimate it is between words and deeds."