Chapter Twenty-Five: The Miserable Little Butler

Such a shameless Taoist priest, the housekeeper at the door is also the first time to see him, and under the urging of Lu Fusheng, he found a good subordinate of the palace to help watch the door and prevent the generals queuing outside the door from forcibly entering the palace. I had no choice but to turn around and go back to the palace, and I happened to see the maids on the left and right of King Wei coming out of the study. Quickly stopped the maid and asked what the king of Wei was doing, and in the reply of the maidservant girl on the left and right, he learned that the king of Wei was discussing the secret matter with several staff members at the moment, and the king of Wei looked anxious.

The little butler guarding the door thought that if he rashly broke in at this moment, if it was really as the Taoist priest outside the door said, King Wei would not blame him, but if the Taoist priest outside the door was really a madman, he didn't dare to imagine what would happen to him.

But the little housekeeper imagined in his heart that if the king of Wei really ascended the throne and became the king in the future, the future king who is serving now, ordinary people are afraid that they will not even have the opportunity to wait and see from afar. The more I think about it, the happier I become, the more outrageous I become, and the more happy I am.

The maidservants on the left and right of King Wei used to see that the little housekeeper was also clever, how could they be so stupid today, standing in the courtyard and staring at King Wei's study all the time. twisted his face and avoided it again and again, so as not to take advantage of the stupidity. Only the little butler was left to laugh in place.

The little butler touched the ingot of gold in his arms, closed his eyes and pushed open the door of King Wei's study, and trotted all the way in, without waiting for the people in the room to react, and did not see how many faces in the study were clear. According to his own expectations, he instinctively shouted the words that the Taoist chief outside had told him to preach, but he really ran in, but his nervous brain was blank. After all, as a small butler in the palace, although he had seen King Wei a few times in the distance, he had never had the opportunity to talk to him, which was an honor that only a great butler could have.

He lowered his head and covered his chest, as if he felt that this would be a little more comfortable, and he would be able to pull his heart back to his throat. Nervous enough to intermittently say: "Outside...... Outside. There is a ...... A road leader. ”

In the eyes of King Wei, how could he not be angry when he saw a reckless subordinate break into his study. As soon as he slapped the table, several cultivators under the seat were about to throw him out with the collar of the little butler.

People will have a kind of self-preservation reflection in times of crisis, the little housekeeper thought in the air that if he was really thrown out of the house, then he was afraid that his future would be worse than death, and King Wei was the most taboo when he was disturbed. Subconsciously blurted out very coherently, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "There is a Taoist priest outside who can punch Zhongshu Province and step on the door of Xiaprovince." ”

As soon as this sentence came out, it was thrown out of the house by the cultivators, and the other people in the courtyard had already rushed to the door to wait because of the sudden noise, under the leadership of the chief butler, and when they saw that the little butler was thrown out, the chief butler immediately ordered the housekeeper to use the stick in his hand to insert the poor little butler up.

"Zhongshu Province, Menxia Province. Taoist. King Wei himself muttered a few words from the little butler who risked his life.

These days, I have been overwhelmed by the decisions that my father is going to implement, and I don't know what to do. His subordinates are still some brainless generals, if they go on the field to kill the enemy, set up a battle column, and fight with the prince's real sword and real gun, it is simple. But the things that can play with the brain are really not comparable to the prince, who calls himself above the court, there is no civil official power close to him.

At this time, I really need a weak scholar who can't carry his hands and shoulders and can't lift it on weekdays, and give advice for himself.

Think about the ghost idea of those doormen in the past few days, what kidnapping the prime minister's daughter as a threat, so that the prime minister can advise the king to change his mind. What set fire to the residence of the civil official group that supported the prince. Or find some scoundrels to stand at the gate of the East Palace every day and scold people, as well as assassinate the prince. What's more, he proposed to support the army to rebel against the Qing monarch, which is a big rebellion.

King Wei rubbed his chin full of steel needles like stubble, pondered the words of the little butler, and thought in his heart that the Taoist priest outside was not simple, how could he know that I was worried at the moment because the king wanted to let the prince enter the Zhongshu Province, and he could still let the housekeeper in my house work hard for him to pass the word. Some wondered who this Taoist priest was.

Raise your hand and tell the chief butler waiting outside the study: "Go, bring me the Taoist priest he said he said." Then drag me out and beat him to death. ”

"Ann. ”

Outside the study, the big butler, who was afraid that King Wei would be angry and implicate everyone, trembled and gave a salute, and took the order to retreat with the others. Including the little butler who was put to death by King Wei.

Lu Fusheng waited outside the mansion for the little butler to return to the mansion, and he stood quietly at the door, closing his eyes and meditating. After a while, I saw a middle-aged man in a slightly bloated black cloth shirt coming out of the house. shouted at the people queuing outside: "Which of you is the Taoist priest of Zhongshu Province who stepped on the door of the province?"

Everyone queuing outside the door looked at Lu Fusheng with their eyes, and the middle-aged man noticed that there was a young Taoist priest standing at the door, and Lu Fusheng was the only one present wearing Taoist clothes.

The middle-aged man came to Lu Fusheng's side and said respectfully: "This Taoist chief, I am the chief housekeeper in the palace, and the king of Wei is invited." ”

Lu Fusheng slowly opened his eyes, pointed to the house in a playful voice, and said, "Lead the way in front of the door." ”

"Ann. ”

Under the baptism of the jealous eyes of everyone outside the door, Lu Fusheng stepped into the Wei Palace, entered the Wei Palace, took a deep breath, and smelled the smell of money. The rockery paved with coral, the gilded courtyard pillars, and the glazed doors and windows are all silver tickets and pieces of gold in Lu Fusheng's eyes.

Lu Fusheng walked through the long corridor under the guidance of the chief butler.

"Dao Chief, save me. Save me. The cry for help came from the blood-soaked mouth of the little butler at the door, who was set up in the middle of the courtyard.

When passing here, the chief butler deliberately slowed down a few steps, as if waiting for Lu Fusheng's decision. But Lu Fusheng didn't even turn his face, and still followed the big butler indifferently. Whether it was Li Shisan or Little White Dog, it was only under the advice of Chu Wenxuan and Xiao Chen An that they came to the rescue, and there was no close person by their side today, and everything could be done according to their own style.

In Lu Fusheng's opinion, if he received his own money, he needed to bear the obligation to do things, and he was not responsible for any result afterwards, after all, the little housekeeper was also an adult, and he already had the responsibility to bear the consequences of his decisions. The little housekeeper took the gold in his hand, and Lu Fusheng didn't care whether it was a reward or a life money.

On the other hand, at this time, he failed to gain trust with the King of Wei, and just for the sake of this life, he rashly asked the King of Wei to release this person, and he would owe the King of Wei a favor, which was a life's love, but he didn't know whose life it would be paid back at that time. Besides, when this person was bullying Wang Xing outside the door, he didn't see that this person had any shame. The speed of reincarnation can be seen.

The little butler who was beaten under the stick saw that Lu Fusheng did not stop, and he did not pay attention to himself, and little by little changed from a cry for help to a cry for help. When Lu Fusheng was about to go away, it turned into an insult. The little butler scolded all the worst curses and the most hurtful words he had ever heard in his life. All of them are applied after the three words Lu Fusheng.

As Lu Fusheng walked away, the little butler's voice became smaller and smaller, and slowly dropped to silence, only the sound of the creature and the flesh colliding. Beneath the blood flowing from the corners of their mouths, several innocent ants seeking food froze in the blood. Until he died, the little butler clutched the gold's right hand tightly.

The torturer naturally noticed the gold in the little butler's hand, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to fight so hard. Waiting for the little butler to be completely silent, he stepped forward and pulled away his clenched right hand, but the little butler's body was already stiff, and no matter how hard the housekeeper tried, he couldn't break a finger.

The blood-stained family scolded his mother, rubbed the blood on his hands, and took out a short blade from his arms......

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The chief butler led Lu Fusheng to King Wei's study, and he didn't dare to break in directly, but the fate of the little butler was in front of him. He shouted inward, "Master, the Dao chief has been brought." ”

"Bring it in. A strong voice came from within.

The chief housekeeper slowly opened the door in front, Lu Fusheng crossed the big housekeeper and went directly into the study, the big housekeeper shook his head at the door, then closed the door and retreated, ordering the other family members to guard this courtyard and not let people break in at will.

Lu Fusheng, who entered the house, said to the majestic man sitting on the chair facing the front door. In addition to this majestic man, there were several other people sitting on his left and right sides, and the spiritual power fluctuations emanating from each of them announced the strength of their mid-level cultivators.

A long scar on the man's face stretched from the middle of his forehead to his chin, and the wound must have been caused by a knife from the top of his head. This person is wearing a golden python robe that symbolizes his identity, and he must be the sixth son of Anyang Kingdom, King Wei.

A white-clothed cultivator on the left side of King Wei opened his mouth and asked Lu Fusheng, "Little Daoist, what talent do you have that can be used by King Wei?"

"As long as the King of Wei can trust the poor road, he will solve His Royal Highness's urgent needs. ”

The white-clothed cultivator pointed at Lu Fusheng, who was standing in the center of the room, and said with fake anger: "You fake Taoist priest, where will King Wei have any urgent needs, could it be that you have eaten too much wine, miscalculated the hexagram, and delusionally come up with deceitful nonsense." As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room burst into laughter.

"If it weren't for King Wei's urgent need, how could I be here. ”

"Hmph, then tell me what King Wei has, and how can you help King Wei. If you can't answer, you won't be able to get out of this gate today. The black-clothed cultivator who was broken by Lu Fusheng's words, his red spiritual power was secretly released, and he exerted all his strength on Lu Fusheng.

Although the other party was an intermediate-level cultivator, he was not an idle person, and the spiritual power was lifted from the dantian, and the whole body was spread to form a protective shield to block the scorching and explosive spiritual power of the white-clothed cultivator.

After a moment, the black-clothed cultivator withdrew his spiritual power and said lightly, "Little Taoist, there are two hits." ”

Lu Fusheng did not respond, and said to everyone steadily: "Now the king is seriously ill and wants to transfer the prince to Zhongshu Province, if the prince is really allowed to enter Zhongshu Province, then all state affairs will be drafted by the prince, then this Anyang country will no longer hear the voice of our King Wei." ”