"Mr. Ming, please stay!" Sima Dazhong grabbed Ming Lou's sleeve and persuaded him slowly.

"Stop? What do you mean by stop?" Ming Lou said angrily, "I came here with good intentions to discuss business with you. How could I be humiliated in vain?"

"Don't pull my sleeves, let me go!"

"Master Ming, Master Ming! Please listen to what I have to say!"

Sima Dazhong tried hard to persuade Minglou and calm him down.

Although Minglou and the Nine Surnames were at odds, they had been fighting each other for decades and were still very familiar with each other.

According to Sima Dazhong's understanding of Minglou, he would rather never have anything to do with people from the Nine Surnames, and he would definitely not take the initiative to discuss business with them.

As the saying goes, when things are out of the ordinary, there must be something wrong.

Minglou probably came to them with some purpose or mission, and he was really forced to do so.

Years of intuition told him that he must not let Minglou escape.

Otherwise, you will regret it.

"Speak? What are you talking about? What else is there to say?"

Minglou shook his sleeves, trying to shake Sima Dazhong's hand away.

Unexpectedly, Sima Dazhong grabbed his sleeve tightly and couldn't get rid of it.

Sima Dazhong said with a chuckle, "Master Ming, you know exactly who Xie Xuan is. Why bother to argue with him?"

"Don't let us miss out on our important event!"

"Just pretend that I'm blind and misjudged you guys, and I wasn't here today!"

Minglou's tone softened slightly.

Sima Dazhong laughed again and said, "Master Ming, you are joking again. Now that you are here, how can you pretend that you have never been here?"

"Yes, Mr. Ming, you are joking again. You are already halfway through your words. How can you hold it back?"

"Master Ming, don't bother with Xie Xuan!"

"Mr. Ming, it's freezing cold out here. You should at least drink some tea and relax before you go!"

"That's right, Master Ming, now that you're here, if you don't leave without having tea, people will gossip about me!"

“…”

After Sima Dazhong's delay, other members of the aristocratic family also came out and tried to persuade Minglou.

Ming Lou said angrily, "Old Xie Xuan, you are truly not a good son!"

"Yes, yes, Xie Xuan has gone too far. You are a magnanimous person, so don't bother with him." Sima Dazhong echoed.

"Mr. Ming, come and taste this tea. It's so delicious! You must try it." Lu Feng brought a cup of freshly brewed tea from inside the house.

"Brother Lu, you!" Cui Shu said with a smile, "Don't you know that this tea was obtained by Xie Xuan from Master Ming?"

"Ah?!" Lu Feng slapped his head and said angrily: "Ouch!"

"I'm really getting old and confused. I actually forgot about this. Please don't blame me, Mr. Ming!"

Minglou finally smiled and asked, "Do you all like this tea?"

"I like it, of course I like it!"

Everyone said in unison.

"Okay then." Minglou smiled slightly. "Just come to me and buy. I'll only charge you the cost price, three strings of cash per pound."

"Then we would like to thank Master Ming for his generosity."

Everyone burst into laughter.

I heard that Xie Xuan bought tea from Minglou at 20 strings of cash per pound.

He is always so stingy on weekdays that he is reluctant to give drinks to others.

We finally had a party but only made one pot.

Just don't be so stingy.

This time, they got a great bargain.

Minglou: We have slaughtered a few more fat sheep, and the academy has a solution for next month’s food expenses.

Ming Lou sighed and said, "Alas, everyone, I won't hide anything from you."

"Originally, I came here today to discuss something with you at the request of His Majesty."

"What can I do about old Xie Xuan..."

"well!"

Minglou sighed again, "Well, I'll sacrifice my dignity and go apologize to His Majesty."

"Everyone, we will meet again someday. If you want to buy tea, just come to me."

After saying that, he bowed and turned to leave.

"Master Ming, wait a minute!"

Everyone stopped Minglou at the same time.

His Majesty?

discuss?

Now that things have come to this, how can I let you go?

If you really leave, how can they sleep at night?

"Master Ming, please don't argue with Xie Xuan. Since this is His Majesty's business, we should share His Majesty's worries and be loyal to the Great Zhou!"

Sima Dazhong spoke righteously, as if he were a loyal court elder.

"That's right!" Chen Xi responded, "Brother Sima is absolutely right. Since this is a matter for the imperial court, we have no choice but to do our part!"

"Mr. Ming, please don't harm us and make us bear the stigma of being unfaithful!"

"That's absolutely right," Shi Qing said in a clear voice. "As long as Your Majesty needs us, just ask. We will set an example for your subjects!"

"If Xie Xuan doesn't want to participate, it's the same if Elder Ming tells me and the others." Lu Feng persuaded.

Minglou looked at these people coldly.

If Qin Yuan didn't need it, he would never come here and flatter these people.

Full of righteousness and morality, but a belly full of thieves and whores!

It's really disgusting.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Ming Lou was too lazy to play around anymore and immediately said straight to the point: "Your Majesty, I want to reorganize the court and I hope you can help me!"

"Reorganize? How to reorganize?" Sima Dazhong asked.

Ming Lou sighed and said slowly: "Traitorous ministers are ruining the country..."

"Your Majesty is determined to clean up the chaos, reorganize the court, and make use of the descendants of the nine surnames."

"Seriously?"

Lu Feng was a little excited.

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