Mingjun is very unhappy, super, very unhappy, being kissed by his subordinates is the main reason, and the other reason is that he actually minds this scene being seen by Hasebe. For a long time, Hasebe stayed by Lu Ju's side as a clerk, and was the only civil official in that group of sword men, everyone thought that the belligerent Fu Fushen would not like civil service, who knew that he would stay for a hundred years, even if the official had no real power, he had no regrets, and no one had ever heard Hasebe complain. Hasebe didn't know his affection for Mingjun, and everyone could see that Hasebe liked him for hundreds of years with that kind of overly eager eyes at the morning meeting, but because Mingjun didn't speak, Hasebe didn't say anything, so no one could ask anything, even if someone wanted to help, they couldn't help, Hasebe looked at him with affection for hundreds of years, and completed every task he and Lu Juan explained seriously, responsibly, and cautiously.

But today, he was looked at by that clear eye, and he suddenly minded that he was kissed by the French good, obviously the two are just a relationship between a boss and a subordinate, I don't know why Mingjun just doesn't want Hasebe to see it. Shocked to realize that he would be like a man who cheated and was caught red-handed, Mingjun couldn't help but be depressed.

The next day, Mingjun went to work with a black face, and from a distance, he saw three ok bandages on his French good face, and he didn't shoot him to death so vigorously, Mingjun slandered in his stomach. After the morning meeting, Lu Juan came to him and stopped talking.

"Last Sunday, Lord Guan Ping, the envoy of the Heavenly Realm, said that there was a shortage of civil officials in the Heavenly Realm, and asked me if I was willing to serve in the Heavenly Realm."

"Huh?" Mingjun squinted at him while drinking tea.

"I wanted to see a different world, so I agreed, and yesterday Ah Yan and they went to the bar to help me eat."

After being silent for a long time, Mingjun nodded, "Since you agreed, go ahead, the Heavenly Realm is now a good place for you to go to Guan Erye." ”

"Thank you, Mingjun." Lu Juan bowed to him, "Thank you Ming Jun for your cultivation for thousands of years." ”

Ming Jun waved his hand to let him go down expressionlessly, and he was actually a little angry in his heart. Judge Lu is the first judge he fished back from the human world, he has been with him for the longest time and knows him best, and Ming Jun is very relieved to let him deal with many things, and also gives him very much power. Lu Juan did not abuse his power, and Ming Jun also thought that he would follow him to the end of the world, but he didn't expect him to leave, after all... In the end, everyone will leave him, and only Mingjun, who is the incarnation of the Ming Realm, can't leave. But he soon wanted to open it again, Lu Juan was tied to the Ming Realm by him for thousands of years, and he was tired of doing the same work day after day, how could Lu Juan not get tired? Could it be that Mingjun, who is used to seeing life and death, will there be a time when he can't see parting?

The corners of his mouth hooked, and Mingjun laughed at himself a little.

After the resignation of the Lu judge, the position of the first judge was fiercely competitive, and the Ming monarch and close ministers represented a lot of power, and everyone wanted to fight for it, and after the news was released, many people came to him that afternoon to fight for it, including Hasebe. However, instead of asking for the position of First Judge, Hasebe wanted him to promise that no matter who wins in the end, he can continue to serve as the First Judge's Clerk.

"You like that location so much?" Ming Jun was a little surprised, the clerk was just a petty official, and his salary was not high and he had no real power.

"It's... I love it..."Hasebe nodded.

"Don't think about fighting for it? In terms of your qualifications, you are qualified to go for it. ”

Hearing this, Hasebe looked up at him, "Compared to many people, my qualifications are still very low..."

He has become accustomed to the days of being beaten, and replying will only fuel the arrogance of these people and make them fight more happily and vigorously, and silence is the best way to deal with it at this time.

"I hate that ghostly look!" The kitchen steward exhaled through his nostrils and glared at him completely ignoring him.

"Didn't the laundry guy come and ask us if we borrowed someone? If you don't want to see him, how about sending him there? Can you also let the laundry room person admit personal affection? The long-term workers who worked together suggested that in fact, they were both slave laborers, and who was higher than whom? I also have some sympathy for the mountain grandmother who is always silent and abused.

"Alright, Yama Cut! You're going to the laundry room from today! The steward waved his hand, and Grandma Shan only glanced at the steward lightly and turned to leave.

"I'm mad when I see him like that!" The steward snorted heavily. He really hates this second young master of the Guang family of the former country, inheriting the excellent blood of his noble parents, his blonde hair is shining, and his appearance is also very outstanding, even if he is in trouble, he does not hide his natural noble temperament, which makes the manager from the market feel a little inferior and very unhappy.

"Just send him away, why should you bother with him, butler?" Changgong accompanied a smile, and at the same time secretly hoped that Shan Maqi could live better in the laundry room.

At noon, the laundry room has always been very busy, the nobles in their house are well-dressed, and the women in the three layers and the three layers of women also add a few more gauze skirts and arm yarns, and the clothes to be washed every day are always piled up, if it is not for the cat's hands to borrow, they will even borrow the cat's hands. In the case of severe shortage of manpower, the laundry room can be said to be the busiest and most tiring part of the entire mansion.

Therefore, the laundry room steward didn't care who sent Shan Maqi, what his previous background was, and he waved his hand casually and asked him to go over to help wash the clothes, there are banquets and autumn hunting in the imperial city every day, and the young ladies and young masters in the mansion have to change several sets of clothes a day, and the people in the laundry room are completely busy, and the existing people can come to help manage things so that they will not offend him for no reason. When I was at the highest point, I even had to come down to help, busy, busy... The steward sweated and assigned the mountain lady to a laundry lady to take it.

"Take that bucket, there's a pool over there..."

"Huh! You can't rub the gauze skirt like this! Ahh That's the second lady's gauze skirt! ”

"Who mixed the woman's V in it? Alas, okay, you big man don't wash women wipe V! ”

"Rub the little force... Oh, my God! Light-colored and dark-colored clothes should not be washed together! Woo-ah! That's the eldest young master's most precious white blouse! ”

Today's corner of the laundry pool is very lively, and Aunt Lin's exclamations and screams are constantly coming, and the experience value of Shan Mao's laundry is zero, he really thinks that washing clothes is to throw all the clothes into the water and rub them, and it's over.

It turned out that he didn't come to help at all...

No, I hurt people and there are no people... Aunt Lin took a deep breath several times and held back the desire to beat people with a washing stick, and simply asked him to dry his clothes with a big finger, and then let Grandma Shan cut and wash the clothes, she would be angry and have a heart attack first.

Shan Mao had nothing to do, shrugged her shoulders, picked up the clothes that the ladies had washed and had not yet dried, walked to the drying ground, and shook off the clothes one by one and began to dry them. He may not be able to do the laundry, but he does a good job of drying clothes, at least he has a height advantage, he doesn't need to throw his clothes on the drying pole like a girl, and he can do the work much faster. Seeing that the efficiency was getting better, the steward also looked up to him, and he was the only male in the laundry room.