People from Datong

Lu sat in the main hall, smiling at the two well-dressed officials walking in with their heads hanging down. But when they knelt down and bowed, her smile disappeared immediately.

"Who are you?"

The person in front of her was not the person she used to, nor was the manager of the mansion or the manager of the Zhuangzi Shop, but the unfamiliar words she had never seen before.

The woman combed a short bun, a golden hairpin was inserted into her hair, a round and fat face, a flat nose, triangular eyes, and two ears were wearing lilac and silver earrings.

The manager next to her was a middle-aged man with a calm face and a glittering look.

"It's so that the wife knows that the old slave and his wife are in charge of the Song Mansion of Datong. This is my man Zhang Chengda. As for the mother, the wife can just call Zhang Cheng everyone or Zhang Laozi." Zhang Laozi explained with a smile.

Lu's face was as deep as water, and his hands on his legs curled up, and his thin lips even pursed.

Seeing this, Zhou's mother stood up and shouted: "Nonsense, the manager of the mansion is Li Mu. Are you a liar from a mountainous area? Do you dare to deceive the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Mrs. Zhang immediately shouted injustice: "Madam, I dare not. Even if I give it to me, I dare not deceive me to the Prime Minister's Mansion. The old slave and his wife came to the Song Mansion of Datong a month ago. As for the Li Mu family in the past, it is said that they were sold for a crime."

Mother Zhou's face was not good anymore and she subconsciously looked at Lu.

Mrs. Zhang said again: "By the way, the old slave still has an adult's handwritten letter. If the wife doesn't believe it, you will know the truth or falsehood of the old slave."

As she said, she took out a letter from her arms and presented it with her hands.

Zhou's mother looked at Lu, nodded at her, then stepped forward to answer the letter, looked down, and her expression changed slightly.

"Madam, it's the master's letter."

Lu's breathing was slightly suffocated, and when he took it, he found that it was indeed Song Zhiqing's handwriting.

When I opened it, I saw that the letter began with Zhang Cheng, why it was Zhang Cheng’s gift to send him the tribute. The original housekeeper’s family was sold out because they offended their colleagues and replaced it with the housekeeper.

Lu didn't look at it for a moment and said, "Where is the gift list?"

Mrs. Zhang presented the gift list again.

Lu pretended to be careless and said: "Who prepared the etiquette list?"

"Of course it's white...it was prepared by Miss Qiu Chan." Mrs. Zhang said with a smile.

But Lu narrowed his eyes.

"Mom Zhou, take Mrs. Zhang and the others down to settle down. They traveled a long distance and got some good wine and food."

Mother Zhou's eyes flashed continuously, and the sound was yes.

But Mrs. Zhang said, "Madam, the old slave has also been ordered by the Lord and wants to kowtow to the Grandmaster a few times."

Lu said lightly: "I will kowtow on my mother's side. You can go down to rest with Mother Zhou."

"But……"

"Go down!" Lu shouted coldly.

Mrs. Zhang's neck shrank, so scared that she dared not speak. Her dress was gently pulled by the man, and she squeezed out a smile and said, "Then the woman, let's go down first."

The two kowtowed, bowed and retreated, took a few steps before turning around and walking out.

"Put more wine and ask carefully." Lu looked at Zhou's mother.

She absolutely does not believe such nonsense as offending her colleagues. Something must have happened in the mansion, but she doesn't know.

"Yes, madam."

When the others walked out, Lu threw the teacup at his hand into the ground with force, and the teacup was broken all over the ground.
Chapter completed!