After the immortal disappeared

Of course, this salary is no longer the point. There are rumors outside that people have to queue up to give gifts to Butler Wu.

It is said that there is a seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister. My master is no less important to Dayuan than the prime minister. Why does this seventh-rank official like to eat carrots?

"What do you know?" Butler Wu glanced at her, "The more frugal I am, the more assured my wife will be of me."

The mother-in-law was a little worried: "I will lead the troops to fight in the south this time. Do you think we can win?"

Butler Wu was funny: "Your Majesty can't say for sure, Yuan Dynasty is up and down, so many adults can't say for sure, do you think what I say is accurate? Naturally, I hope that the master will win, and the whole royal court, and everyone The only one who can put down the rebellion is my master."

The mother-in-law was puzzled: "There are so many generals, but none of them can accomplish anything?"

"The south has been defeated several times. My master often told me that if you lose too many battles, people's hearts will be scattered. The generals sent by the king to the south must have prestige and be able to convince the people, otherwise they will not be able to suppress them at all. The soldiers might have fled halfway."

The mother-in-law was dumbfounded: "Running away...is this an exaggeration?"

"Why not? I followed the master to Xiazhou two years ago, and it was an eye-opener along the way." Steward Wu's voice suddenly dropped to a very low level, "Those deserters and defeated troops are no different from bandits!"

"Don't you think that prestige means constant victory?" He took another sip of wine, "Look at the generals in the court, how many of them are as prestigious as our master? Even if those young generals are capable, but He is not famous, who can believe him? How dare the king hand over the army to a young general who is not famous and has no reputation in such an important battle?"

The mother-in-law was convinced: "So, it must be our master!"

"When the master returns in triumph -" Butler Wu narrowed his eyes, "just wait, our good days will come."

The good days were coming soon, and he had to be more cautious, but he couldn't ruin it by himself.

After the meal, I washed my hands and feet and started to get drunk.

Butler Wu could hardly keep his eyes open, so he lay down on the bed and began to snore after a few breaths.

In the dream, the master had not yet left for the expedition, but summoned him to the study for questioning.

"I suddenly remembered, has Sun Hongye's matter been handled properly?"

"Sun Hongye?" Butler Wu looked confused, "Master, I paid him fifteen taels of silver from the account. Is this a reasonable amount?"

"Then what?"

"Then he left." Butler Wu thought for a while, "He said he was going east to visit Bejia."

He Chunhua asked again: "Where is that book? What is that collection of annotations..."

"What concentration?" Butler Wu looked confused.

"Oh, it's nothing. I probably forgot about it." He Chunhua put his hands behind his hands and looked heavy, "I'm about to go on an expedition. I don't know if I can succeed in one fell swoop this time. Alas, it's hard to predict!"

Butler Wu comforted him: "The young master suddenly came back and gave you a large loan from the Rongshan Sect. This is good luck and a good omen!"

"Chuan'er is indeed a lucky general, but he won't come with me this time either."

Butler Wu smiled and said: "Young master has been absent for a year, but you are still running a prosperous business in Xiazhou? It shows that you are the one who is born to be blessed, and it is none of other people's business."

"Blessed General?" He Chunhua's face darkened, "Where did this blessing come from? I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it!"

"master……"

"After fighting the rebels in the south, we have to fight Dong Haoming in the northwest. How much good luck do I have left?" He asked Butler Wu, "Old Wu, do you remember when I started...?" He said nothing. Finished, but made a gesture of offering incense and paying homage.

Butler Wu thought for a while: "That was twenty years ago. When you were a postman in Blackwater City, you assassinated the Anton people's envoy and was thrown into prison. That's where I met you. Later you Clear my grievances, and I won’t have to be beheaded... Two years later, the Andong people invaded again, and the local government pushed you out to fight the enemy. At that time, you were not sure, so you decided to ask Move the gods!”

He Chunhua said to himself: "How could I invite this person back then? I can't even remember it."

Butler Wu rarely heard his master feel sorry for himself. If he had been awake, he might have felt something was wrong, but now... everything seemed to be going smoothly now, and he couldn't afford to have any doubts.

"You go to the Great Shaman of Zhaomandu and say that you need help. It is too difficult for one person to defeat the enemy, seize the city, or even take revenge." Butler Wu recalled, "The Great Shaman of Zhaomandu originally refused to support him. Yes, but you burst into tears at the end, and he was also moved, so he said that he could try to invite Nailuotian. This god can bring good luck, but the chance of it being willing to respond to humans is very low."

He Chunhua nodded: "Gods are more greedy than humans, how can they do things for others easily?"

Butler Wu said softly: "Please come down."

"What's the price?"

"You already have an eldest master at that time, and God has designated you to have an eldest master."

He Chunhua shook his head: "I didn't expect that I would have what it needs."

"You are reluctant to part with it, but God refuses to change the conditions. At that time, Blackwater City was facing retaliation from the Anton people, and the situation was critical, so..."

So the eldest son could only be sacrificed.

"Remember for me, why did God want Chuan'er? Are there any loopholes in the deal reached at that time?"

"The gods only said that the eldest young master has a special body. He is one of a kind and very useful to him." Butler Wu said with shame, "This old servant is useless. I can't find the flaw in this agreement."

He Chunhua sighed leisurely: "Where has Chuan'er been in the past few months?"

"Do you think he went to more than just Xuluo Kingdom and Mount Rong?"

He Chunhua glanced at him: "What do you think?"

"You don't even know, how can my old servant know?"

Oh, it turns out that I don’t know it either? He Chunhua hummed.

…

The next morning, Butler Wu didn't get up until morning.

As soon as he heard the time, he blamed his mother-in-law: "Why didn't you tell me to get up early?"

"You slept soundly, and you didn't wake up even after calling me several times."

Butler Wu quickly got up and washed up.

While washing his face, he vaguely remembered that he had had several dreams last night, one of which was about the master, but he could not remember the conversation between the two.

It seemed like he was asking about old things from the past.

It's really like being a housekeeper day and night. He shook his head and went to He Mansion to do some work.

Meeting He Lingchuan on the road, Butler Wu bowed and saw the young master smiling amiably: "Butler, how did you sleep last night?"

"Ah, good, I slept soundly. Thank you for your concern, young master."

He Lingchuan nodded and left the house with his hands behind his back, followed by a large group of guards and a small squirrel squatting on his shoulders.

He has enough momentum to cheer in front and support in the back.

Butler Wu looked at the young master's back and scratched the back of his head:

Did you mention the eldest young master in your dream last night?