Chapter 23.2
Chapter 23.2
“So, you always go out for fun every month, and you always go out on the street to buy paper and pens, but I never let you report it?”
Xu Du smiled and nodded: “Your Lordship is indeed wise.”
Jiang Suizhou quietly read the account book, while Xu Du waited on the side without rushing him. After a long time, Jiang Suizhou put down the account book. He took out the money he had prepared and gave it to Xu Du according to the amount in the account book.
This was to tell Xu Du through his actions that he trusted him.
Xu Du smiled and reached his hand out, taking the silver bills.
“You have done extremely well,” Jiang Suizhou commended. “There are still many places where you can be used in the future.”
Xu Du smiled lightly. “Master, just give me the order.”
After a moment, Jiang Suizhou looked up at him: “But, have you ever thought about the future?”
Xu Du did not say a word and tilted his head, indicating him to continue.
Jiang Suizhou spoke unhurriedly.
“Rise and fall is a natural law,” he began, “If a dynasty’s days are numbered, and another rising sun gradually ascends, how can you obtain the fame and fortune you want?”
When Xu Du heard this, he did not say anything for a long time.
After a spell, he laughed, clear and crisp.
“Everyone is convinced that the division of the two dynasties into the north and the south of the river is a foregone conclusion and will last for hundreds of years —— Under these circumstances, even if Northern Liang still has Huo Wujiu, it will not change. Why do you think that the Southern Jing’s days are numbered?”
Jiang Suizhou asked, “Why was Huo Wujiu captured?”
Xu Du replied, “He faced the enemy alone, and his reinforcements were cut off.”
Jiang Suizhou continued, “Then, what about the Southern Jing’s court now?”
Xu Du faltered and then laughed, “Master is saying that Huo’s defeat is because his horse tripped, and Jing’s defeat is because its foundation is rotten?”
Jiang Suizhou’s silence was his tacit approval.
Xu Du was rendered speechless for a while. Then he stood up and gave a deep salute to Jiang Suizhou. “In this dire straits, I originally didn’t have much hope, but I’d like to wait and see. Every step is a last resort,” he said. “But now, it is my good fortune to have met a wise master. I’m sure my Lord already has plans for what the future holds. I will follow your orders and be your right arm.”
Jiang Suizhou paused and was momentarily tongue-tied. Xu Du had spoken to him and was willing to believe in him, which was naturally good. But the hat that Xu Du put on him was too high, which made him vacillate for a while.
What about the future? What were his plans?
He just knew that in the near future, they would be wiped out by Huo Wujiu in one go.
——
Silence reigned in Anyin Hall.
Dinner time had passed, but their Master had not returned.
Meng Qianshan was so anxious that he paced around, and at every turn, he sneaked a glance at Huo Wujiu.
Meng Qianshan saw Huo Wujiu sitting at the table quietly reading a book. He didn’t know if it was his illusion, but he felt that even after half an hour, Madam Huo still hadn’t turned a page of the book in his hand.
Meng Qianshan sent someone to ask.
A few moments later, a young servant sprinted back all the way into the main house and ran to Meng Qianshan, panting.
“Eunuch Qianshan, His Highness has gone to Madam Xu’s room,” he reported, “A maid in Madam Xu’s courtyard just came to report, saying that His Highness hadn’t left instructions in advance. As soon as he returned to the house, he headed straight there.”
Aigoo! How can this be!
This servant reported in the room while Madam Huo was sitting nearby, hearing everything clearly. Now, even if Meng Qianshan wanted to contrive a lie to coax Madam Huo, it was impossible.
Meng Qianshan waved his hand quickly and drove the servant out.
When the servant retreated, Meng Qianshan mustered up a flattering smile on his face. He went to Huo Wujiu’s side and told the maid beside him: “Why are you so thoughtless? The dishes are all cool, so why don’t you go heat them up…” He swallowed the rest of the words in his belly.
Madam Huo, who was sitting there, put down his book without looking up. He picked up his chopsticks and used them to take food from the cold dishes.
He ate the meal alone.
Meng Qianshan felt an indescribable feeling for a moment.
…It wasn’t just the roomful of servants who were waiting for His Highness’s return for the meal. Madam Huo, who usually ignored His Highness, was actually also waiting to eat with him.
Moreover, Madam Huo was obviously…totally unhappy at the moment.
If so, Meng Qianshan knew that only the mischief maker could undo his mischief. Madam Huo’s spirit was a little low at the moment, and this was something that servants like them couldn’t handle. They could only wait for His Highness’s return from the dinner, and then personally coax this ancestor.
With this in mind, Meng Qianshan warily served Huo Wujiu until he finished his meal. He, however, never imagined that after dinner, His Highness still didn’t return.
Until a long time later…a maid from Madam Xu’s place arrived.
“Eunuch Qianshan, His Highness will rest at Madam Xu’s place today,” said the maid.
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