Since there was the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, the Privy Council was only an empty shell, and it was not in charge of any specific things, in fact, it was the place where Lao Zhu gave his generals official names, so those who could hang official titles in the Privy Council were generally not low.

Although I don't know how many officials the Privy Council is, it is obviously not a grade higher than that Zuo Shilang, Ma Du remembers that Liao Yongan was this Privy Councillor.

"Brother-in-law, isn't this official too big!"

Lao Zhu bowed his hand, "It's not big, anyway, there is no official uniform or official seal, and your name is not in the official's roster, no one will make trouble." It's not for your convenience that you've given you a name. ”

Ma Du looked carefully at the letter of appointment, except for Lao Zhu's signature, there was not even his private seal. If you think about it carefully, the letter of appointment from the last time seems to be nothing.

"Isn't there no Yulu?"

Lao Zhu nodded, "No, my brother is money is like dung, and today he is even more generous to send gold to the palace, and he still cares about those few people." Didn't your sister make up a piece of gold for you just now, and it would be your one-year payment. "Picking the door is really one of Lao Zhu's true colors.

Ma Du asked with a bitter face: "What do you want me to do with such a big official?" He was afraid that Lao Zhu would arrange an unreliable errand for him.

"Make firearms, improve firearms!" Lao Zhu sighed and said: "The firearms workshop in the city is on fire, if it is not put out in time, I am afraid that it will burn half of Yingtian." ”

"Oops, there's such a thing, how I don't know. I have long said that this firearms workshop cannot be placed in the city. ”

"What can you know, you care other than whether a woman has her feet bound or not. This king has decided, this time he is going to put the firearms workshop outside the city, I don't believe that anyone else can attack Yingtian! "Lao Zhu is domineering, although he has not yet been called the emperor, but at this moment, Lao Zhu is definitely the most powerful person in the comprehensive strength of China.

"The prince is mighty!" Madu sent the sycophants in time.

"Huh...... So, did you answer this errand? ”

Ma Du nodded, there is indeed no one more suitable for this position than him, so he doesn't have to go into battle to fight, and he doesn't need to work hard, this job is not bad. But is it really appropriate to let the director of an arsenal hang the title of a third-in-command of the Ministry of Defense?

"It's good if you agree, it's a good thing for you, and it's convenient for you to visit your poor relatives!"

Ma Du frowned, "Brother-in-law, what do you mean by this, is it preparing to place a new firearms workshop near Fangshan." ”

"It's not near Fangshan, it's placed in Fangshan."

I rub! Ma Du immediately blew up, "Brother-in-law, the newly built mansion of the younger brother is over there!" ”

"Isn't my firearms workshop as important as your house, I'm so angry!" Lao Zhu slapped the table and yelled, so frightened that Zhu Xiaowu quickly slipped away from his father's arms. Madu really wanted to say no, but he didn't dare.

Lao Zhu said angrily: "The land around Fangshan that cannot be cultivated is more than ten miles, and this king's brain is convulsive, and he wants to build a firearms workshop next to your house, and I am afraid that your ignorant tenants will make trouble in the past." ”

He casually pointed to a tea bowl, "Your house is in the south of Fang Mountain, and the workshop is located in the north, even if you blow up Fang Shan, you won't be able to hit your house!" ”

"Brother-in-law is wise, this firearms workshop is the most suitable place to be built in Shanyin." Ma Du nodded again and again, "The little one thinks this firearms workshop is too ugly, so it is better to call it the Firearms Bureau instead." ”

"Whatever you want, you're in charge anyway!" Lao Zhu nodded his hand, "You are not allowed to cheat and play tricks, get me more firearms, and I will use them next year." ”

"Are you going to fight Zhang Shicheng?"

Old Zhu Yinyin said with a smile: "Break Zhang Jiusi's hands and feet next year, it's best to cut off his head, if not, it will be delayed until the year after next at most!" ”

Ma Du arched his hand, "Little brother wishes my brother-in-law a victory, please ask my brother-in-law to allocate money and food to me, and I will go back to Fangshan to prepare for the establishment of the Firearms Bureau!" ”

"You don't need to contribute to this kind of trivial work, I promise to build it before the Spring Festival, and you can just go to office after the New Year. Fangshan has already been surveyed, and the ground will be broken in the next two days, so you can stay in the palace and practice your calligraphy. ”

"Practicing calligraphy?"

"Of course you have to practice, your handwriting is like a dog crawling without saying, a word is written the size of a goose egg, and when the time comes, I don't know how much paper miles will be wasted to write a note to this king, well, when you practice well, when you will leave the house!"

So Ma Du was placed under house arrest in Wu Wangfu again, Song Lian was very busy, and the time to teach Zhu Biao to read a few times was reduced, and he had no time to practice calligraphy.

Ma Dajia coped with all kinds of affairs, and he didn't have time to teach him, so he had to push Zhu Biao out and teach Ma Du to practice calligraphy, and she took the time to check.

Zhu Biao wrote a beautiful fly-headed Xiaokai at a young age, which was more than enough for Ma Du to be a teacher. The biggest advantage of letting Zhu Biao teach him to write is that he doesn't have to be beaten.

"Uncle, your pen is wrong again!"

"Uncle, you have missing strokes!"

"Uncle, why do you keep biting the pen, your mouth is black!"

"Uncle, how can you turn the pen with your hand, can you teach me!"

Zhu Biao's supervision didn't play much role, and it wasn't until he was disciplined by Ma that Ma Du knew that Song Lian was really a good teacher!

So from getting out of bed in the morning to climbing into bed at night, the only thing Ma Du had to do was to practice calligraphy, and Ma Du only wanted to vomit. However, the effect is still there, and the word the size of a goose egg can now be written to the size of a pigeon's egg.

Ma Du thought that the good characters that could win awards in the calligraphy competition for primary and secondary school students in later generations could only be regarded as barely eye-catching on Ma Dajia's side.

Fortunately, after the twentieth day of the lunar month, Ma Dajia didn't care about him, because the New Year was coming soon. Worship the king of the stove, clean the palace, buy New Year's goods, kill pigs and sheep, make cakes and steamed buns, none of them are not handled by themselves, Ma Du is tired for her.

On the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, Lao Zhu took a bunch of men and women, old and young, into the back garden, and from a distance, he could see that the huge table was full of offerings, the bronze incense burner was full of green smoke, Song Lian was still reciting the sacrificial words on the side, and the family knelt and worshipped.

Ma Du wanted to go over to see the excitement, but was stopped by the steward, saying that the prince was worshipping his ancestors, and it was inconvenient for Ma Du to enter as a person with a foreign surname.

If you don't look at it, you won't look at it, what is there to be proud of, who doesn't have an ancestor. It's just that Lao Tzu is an orphan, I don't know, I think so, and at night Ma Dajia found him an ancestor, none other than Ma Ergong.

Ma Du almost forgot that he still has such a cheap father, what a shame. Under the guidance of Ma Dajia, Ma Du bowed down to the three cards. How can it be three cards, in addition to Ma Ergong's, there is also the spiritual position of Ma Dajiao's biological mother Zheng, and the other is Ma Du's illusory old lady, of course, the name and surname column is empty.

Ma Dajia arranged this way, which can be regarded as an acknowledgment of the identity of Ma Du's mother's stepfamily. Otherwise, Ma Du's illusory old lady can only be regarded as a concubine, and Ma Du himself has become what people call a "little maid", that is, a concubine.

In the end, it is a virtuous queen, and what she considers is thoughtful. It is said that the daughter who married out spilled the water, but what is Ma Dajia's identity, her attitude is more important than those Ma clan relatives, Ma Du is secretly grateful in his heart for himself and Zi Wuxu's mother.

Ma Dajia wiped his tears, "In the end, I am the one who marries, and all the incense sacrifices in the future will depend on my brother." ”

"Sister rest assured, this is what a son of man should do, and in the future, parents will not dare to be short of incense!"

Ma Dajia nodded and whispered: "Brother help me watch some, don't ask others to come over." I saw that she took out a small tablet from her bag and put it on the table, and by the flickering candlelight, Ma Du clearly saw that it read "The Spiritual Seat of Righteous Father Guo Zixing......