I asked you to play the dungeon, but you are here to raise the BOSS?

"Just now, according to Uncle Zhai's instructions, I have sent all the servants away and ordered them to stay outside the courtyard and not to enter."

Ximen Qing smiled: "Don't worry, Dad, we will not let the news leak out."

This middle-aged scribe's name is Zhai Qian, also known as Yunfeng.

He was the great steward of Cai Jing, the Grand Master of the dynasty and the powerful prime minister of the generation.

Now that Cai Jing is old, government affairs, large and small, are generally not handled in the prime minister's office.

Instead, he took it home and discussed it with the housekeeper Zhai Qian.

Therefore, Zhai Qian, the steward of the Cai Mansion without an official position, had the power to appoint hundreds of officials, assign promotions, and even take life and death.

Even the six ministers had to address him as "Mr. Yunfeng" without daring to offend him at all.

With Ximen Qing's current status, he is not qualified to be called "Mr. Yunfeng".

At most, he is only worthy of being called "Daddy Zhai".

"Well, this tea is good. The aroma is fragrant, like orchids."

Zhai Qian nodded, picked up the tea cup, and took a sip: "The maid who served tea just now is also very beautiful and lovely, so she complements each other."

"The country maid's rough hands and feet made Daddy Zhai laugh."

Ximen Qing's face was full of flattery: "If Uncle Zhai likes it, just bring him. If they can serve Uncle Zhai, it will be a blessing from their previous lives."

"There's no need to be so anxious about a little romance."

Zhai Qian put down his tea cup: "I came here this time to obey the Prime Minister's order. Let's finish talking about business matters first and then discuss private matters."

"The prime minister's order is the most important thing. Uncle Zhai, please tell me."

"We are all our own people, so I won't say any polite words."

"The Prime Minister received your birthday gift and was very satisfied. He felt that you also knew etiquette."

"Now the imperial court is in the midst of employing people. The prime minister can't bear to let a good talent like you go unnoticed. He plans to arrange for you to go to the Punishment Center to serve as deputy judge for thousands of households. You will take office in the next year."

Zhai Qian twitched his lips: "This is a fifth-grade official position. It is responsible for the judiciary and prisons of a province. It has a very important stake. After you go, you must do your best and not let down the expectations of the Prime Minister."

"Thank you for your cultivation, Mr. Prime Minister!"

Ximen Qing was so happy that he quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times in the direction of Bianjing.

He had previously tried every means to get in touch with Zhai Qian and established a discipleship relationship with Cai Jing.

He gritted his teeth again, took out his savings over the years, and presented them to Cai Jing as a birthday gift.

Cai Jing is greedy, but he is still a very particular person.

The position assigned to Ximen Qing was indeed a fat one.

Ximen Qing believed that with his ability to collect money and corrupt the law...

In a few years, not only can you easily recover your capital, but you can also make huge profits.

After getting up, Ximen Qing took out a gift box from his arms and said with joy on his face: "It's just a small gift, it's not respectful, please accept it with a smile, Father Zhai."

"A hundred taels of gold is not a small gift."

Zhai Qian opened the gift box and looked at it, with a half-smiling look on his face: "Did you just give it to me?"

"Of course, I have prepared another gift for Wansheng. Please ask Uncle Zhai to pass it on to the Prime Minister."

"Okay! Those people say nice things, but they don't do things as happily as you do."

Zhai Qian was overjoyed and reached out to pat Ximen Qing on the shoulder: "You are so good at doing things. Maybe in the future when the Prime Minister is happy, he will recognize you as his adopted son and take you to the Golden Palace to meet the Holy Spirit."

"The Prime Minister is beyond words. If Xiao Ke has such a blessing, it will be smoke coming out of the ancestral grave."

Ximen Qing's face was full of smiles: "I don't know if Mr. Xiang has any troubles recently. Xiao Ke is willing to share his worries with Mr. Xiang."

"This matter has nothing to do with you. But you are also one of the prime minister's own, so it doesn't matter if you know."

"A while ago, the Prime Minister's son-in-law Liang Taishu prepared 100,000 gold and jewelery shells to celebrate the Prime Minister's birthday, and sent a killer named Yang Zhi to escort him."

"As a result, the murderer was greedy for money and got into trouble. On the way, the birthday plan was tricked by a few strong men and completely robbed."

"Because Yang Zhi was unable to do his job, he turned around and turned into a bandit."

Zhai Qian snorted: "I heard that Yang Zhi is still a descendant of the old Yang Lainggong. He is actually such a loser. It really brings shame to our ancestors!"

"Mr. Zhai's words are wrong!"

The big man sitting at the bottom couldn't bear to listen. He frowned and said loudly: "The general has fought against Yang Zhi before. It's hard to distinguish between them. This man's martial arts is still very good."

This big man's name was Suo Chao. He was Liang Zhongshu's favorite general and he was highly skilled in martial arts.

This time Zhai Qian was out of Beijing on business and met with Cai Jing's colleagues along the way.

When leaving Daming Mansion, Liang Zhongshu was afraid of unrest on the road, so he ordered Suo Chao to protect him personally.

Suo Chao doesn't like to talk too much, and Zhai Qian always ignores unethical matters when discussing them with others.

But hearing Zhai Qian criticize Yang Zhi still made him confused.

After all, that day, Yang Zhi used the Yang Family Spear and fought with him for more than fifty years in full view of everyone, with no difference in victory or defeat.

If this Yang Zhi is a loser...

Who is he? Rotten wood and dung?

It's really too much!

"Ah? Is this happening?"

Zhai Qian was startled and said with a smile: "General Suo, don't blame me. I was just angry for a moment. I had no other intention."

Zhai Qian was quite satisfied with Suo Chao's ability, and he really didn't mean to criticize Sang Huai.

"The general is being reckless."

Suo Chao made a fist and said no more.

"Nowadays, rebels are rampant, and the area south of the Yangtze River has been made a mess by Fang La's thieves. Money can't be collected at all."

"The prime minister is busy with state affairs and is already worried and exhausted. I didn't expect that something like this would happen..."

Interrupted by Suo Chao, Zhai Qian had nothing to talk about anymore and shook his head: "That's all, I'm a little tired too, so I won't talk about these disappointing things."

"Well, Uncle Zhai has come a long way to work hard, so I will let the two little maids just now serve him to bed."

Ximen Qing smiled brightly: "Does General Suo also want two maids?"

"Just one from a certain family...a certain family will do."

Suo Chao wanted to refuse, but after hesitating for a moment, he somehow nodded.

"It's a little too early to rest."

Zhai Qian smiled and said, "I have another private matter, and I'll ask Mr. Ximen to take care of it for me."

"Uncle Zhai, please speak."

"To tell you the truth, I am already forty years old. I often suffer from illnesses and have nowhere to go."

"If you have a girl from a good family, she can be fifteen or sixteen years old. Find one for me."

Zhai Qian thought for a while and added: "If you are a good lady, even if the betrothal gifts are higher, I will pay them one by one."

"This is an easy thing to do. Daddy will wait for two days and will definitely find a stunning beauty for eldest daddy."

Ximen Qing smiled broadly and said in his heart: "Don't worry, daddy, since a lady from a good family is getting married in an upright and dignified manner, a dowry is absolutely indispensable."

"Well, I'm quite reassured by your abilities."

Zhai Qian nodded: "If that doesn't work, use some means. Don't force people to death again. A happy day is always unlucky."

"Don't worry, Dad, I've made a fortune by running a drug store, and I have plenty of ways to do it."

Ximen Qing pondered for a moment and vowed.

"Shameless thief!"

The more Huang Rong listened, the more annoyed she became, and she couldn't help but snorted.

"Who!"

Hearing the strange movement, Suo Chao's expression changed, he drew his sword out of its sheath and let out a thunderous roar.

"Go ahead, I'll deal with this guy."

Huang Rong opened the entire window with a push of her hand and jumped into the hall.

Almost at the same time, Suo Chao jumped up and slashed out with his sword.

The sword flashed, and the sound of breaking beams was heard.

"What a hawk-dog slave!"

On the beam, a masked woman wearing night clothes avoided Dao Mang, turned over and landed on the ground.

"???" Huang Rong was stunned and subconsciously looked at the masked woman standing aside.

"..."

The masked woman also glanced at Huang Rong, and the two fell silent at the same time.