"Excuse me, please tell me that I have something important to see your master." In front of the gate of Ding Mansion, the words of Left Prime Minister Su Yunqi were heard by the two guards.

"Wait a moment, I'm going to report it right now." After saying this, the guard hurriedly ran into Ding's house and towards Master Ding Liu's study.

As they ran all the way, the guard opened the door of the study and walked in. Seeing the look from Master Ding Liu, the guard hurriedly said: "Master, the Prime Minister of the Left is waiting outside the door of the mansion and said he wants to see you."

"Prime Minister Zuo?" Master Ding Liu muttered to himself.

The guard nodded: "Exactly."

"Quickly, invite him in." Master Ding Liu said.

Listening to the master's words, the guard responded: "Okay" and hurried out to invite the left prime minister.

At this time, Ding Wenshan, the eldest son who was fanning Ding Liu, looked at his father beside him with a smile on his face and asked, "Dad, guess what good things happened today?"

Looking at his son Ding Wenshan's appearance, Ding Liu asked expressionlessly: "What's the good thing?"

Ding Wenshan immediately took off the purse from his waist, opened the mouth of the purse, stretched it in front of his father Ding Liu, and said: "Dad, look!"

Seeing these few taels of silver, Ding Liu smiled broadly, but thinking about what good things could happen to his son, he asked, "Where did this money come from?"

"I won." Ding Wenshan said with a smile on his face.

Upon hearing this answer, Ding Liu immediately became unhappy and asked again: "How did you win?"

"Just play and win."

"Did you win by playing?" Master Ding Liu asked.

His son Ding Wenshan nodded and said to his master Ding Liu with a smile on his face: "Dad, look, my son is great, isn't he?"

Thinking that he must be right, Mr. Ding suddenly became furious and scolded his son Ding Wenshan: "You kid! Why haven't you changed at all? You! You haven't changed despite repeated admonishment! I just freed you for a few days, and here you go again."

Casino! You! You!" As he said this, Mr. Ding couldn't talk any more. He sat back on his chair and pinched his forehead with one hand, trying to relieve his anger.

Call this son Ding Wenshan stupid. He was banned by Mr. Ding because he went to the casino last time. He went to the casino just a few days after the ban was lifted. Call him smart because he still gambles now.

Unexpectedly, when his son Ding Wenshan saw his father being so angry, Ding Wenshan said again: "Dad, isn't this still a profit?"

It's really stupid.

Listening to what his son Ding Wenshan said, Mr. Ding's anger not only did not subside, but became even more angry. He looked at his son Ding Wenshan, who thought he was justified, and said angrily: "Earn it?! Don't you kid look at what he has done over the years?"

, how much money have you lost, and when has there been a time when a creditor came to you and it was not the money that I helped you pay back?! See for yourself, how much difference is there between the money you earn and the money you owe?!"

Seeing his father's angry look, the eldest young master Ding Wenshan didn't know what to say for a moment. He sat on a chair, the fan in his hand still fanning the wind.

Seeing that Wenshan had nothing to say, his father Ding Liu said angrily: "If you continue to be so disobedient, I will have to remove you from the family tree and get out of Ding's house! Do you know! Now!

How many people in Da Mo have no food to eat?! You actually go gambling!"

Mr. Ding's words happened to be heard by Su Yunqi, the left prime minister walking from the corridor outside the window.

Just as Su Yunqi entered the study door, he happened to see Ding Liuyu about to attack his son Ding Wenshan with a stick.

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"Ding Shangshu! No, no, no!" Su Yunqi hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him.

Seeing that Su Yun, the left prime minister, was getting up, and seeing Su Yunqi stopping him, Ding Liu put down the stick and sat back helplessly on his chair.

Seeing Ding Liu stop his hand, Su Yunqi found a chair and sat down before Ding Liu said a word.

Seeing his unfulfilled son still standing by, Ding Liu looked at his son Ding Wenshan angrily and said, "Why don't you get down quickly! Reflect on it!"

After hearing this, the eldest young master Ding Wenshan stood up, glanced at his father Ding Liu with an aggrieved face, put the fan in his hand on the chair, and Ding Wenshan walked out.

After watching him go, Su Yunqi, the left prime minister who was sitting on the chair, asked curiously: "Ding Shangshu, why...are you angry with your child?"

Seeing Zuo Yunqi's incomprehensible look, Ding Liu said helplessly: "Zuo Xiang, you don't know. Ever since he was born, nothing that this child has done has made me worry.

.Some time ago, he went to the casino and lost a lot of money. The creditors chased him to the door of his house. He has to pay back the money he owes, right? "

"That's true."

"Later, the money was repaid. I restrained his feet, and he was making trouble every day during this period. No, I just released his feet a few days ago and went out to gamble again. Why is this kid so stupid?

Doesn't it make people worry?" Ding Liu said.

Listening to the words of Ding Liu, the Minister of Rites, Su Yunqi, the left prime minister, was very sympathetic: "That's true. Children, everyone makes mistakes. Look at my Runchen, how naughty he used to be."

"Fortunately, Mr. Zuo, the child Runchen has become sensible now. But in my family, this child is now thirty-six years old and has not yet married. His temper is really stubborn."

Seeing that Ding Liu, the Minister of Rites, was still angry about his son, Su Yunqi didn't know what to say.

After a while, Ding Liu, the Minister of Rites, asked: "Is the Prime Minister Zuo here here about the locust plague?"

After listening, Su Yunqi nodded and looked at Ding Liu, the Minister of Rites, with expectant eyes: "I wonder, have you thought of any ideas?"

Ding Liu shook his head, sighed, and said: "Ding has been thinking about this for several days but can't think of any way."

Looking at Ding Liu's appearance and thinking about the plan, Su Yun said: "Ding Shangshu, today is the third day. After today, you will have to resign tomorrow."

Seeing what Su Yunqi said, Ding Liu, the Minister of Rites, immediately became anxious: "Prime Minister Zuo, can you be more accommodating and let Ding think about it for a few more days?"

"Accommodating?" After muttering to himself, looking at the expectant eyes of Ding Liu, the Minister of Rites, Zuo Xiang continued: "If I am accommodating to you, what will happen to the people affected by the locust plague?"

After hearing this, Ding Liu, the Minister of Rites, didn't know what to say. He looked worried and hurriedly thought of a solution.

Seeing that Ding Liu was silent, Su Yun, the Prime Minister of the Left, spoke up: "In the past few days, almost every county in South Vietnam has been hit by a food crisis. In order to hoard some food, many people went out to the streets to rob whatever they saw, and some were injured.

Yes, some were beaten to death. Not only South Vietnam, but also Mo Zhang and others also experienced this situation one after another. If the imperial court does not take any further measures, I am afraid something will happen."

Ding Liu, the Minister of Rites, knew that the matter was urgent, but mainly because there was nothing he could do.

In order to ensure that he could continue to serve as an official in the court, Ding Liu, the Minister of Rites, said: "Prime Minister Zuo, this matter about South Vietnam

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It's an emergency, but there's no way to rush it, it's useless. Prime Minister, please be more accommodating and give Ding a few more days."

Seeing the pleading look of Ding Liu, the Minister of Rites, and thinking about the situation of the Ding family just now, Su Yunqi, the left prime minister, sighed: "Okay, I will give you another three days. After three days, if you want to

If you don’t come out, then don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

Seeing that Zuo Xiang agreed, he thought that three days would be enough to buy more time. Ding Liu, the Minister of Rites, agreed and said: "Okay. Thank you, Zuo Xiang. Thank you very much."

Seeing that he had nothing to say, Left Prime Minister Su Yunqi stood up.

Seeing Zuo Xiang getting up, he got up too.

"In this case, Ding Shangshu will think about it carefully in these three days. It's getting late, and it's time for the truth to go back." Su Yunqi said.

"Okay." After saying this, Mr. Ding shouted loudly toward the door: "Feng Liang! Feng Liang!"

Feng Liang is the name of the housekeeper of Ding Mansion.

But after these two calls, there was no trace of housekeeper Feng Liang.

"Where has this housekeeper gone?" Ding Liu anxiously muttered to himself.

Seeing that the housekeeper was still missing, and looking at Ding Liu's anxious look, Su Yun said, "That's it, I won't send it away, I won't send it away."

Seeing that the housekeeper didn't come, and hearing what Zuo Xiang said, Ding Liu said: "Okay, then Zuo Xiang will go slowly and won't see you off."

"Okay." After responding, Su Yunqi walked out.

After watching everyone leave, Mr. Ding sat back in his seat, his sad face changing again.

Although he was able to fight for another three days, Ding Liu himself was not sure whether he could think of this method.

After working as the Minister of Rites for so many years, and having listened to so much as the Minister of Ding, I would be reluctant to resign. After all, I have worked hard for most of my life to get such a high-ranking official.

At this time, a servant of Ding Mansion who was sweeping the floor saw Butler Feng coming back and said hurriedly: "Butler Feng, you are finally back."

Listening to this man's words, the housekeeper Feng Liang, who had a big head, a slightly plump figure, a yellow face, a shaggy beard and a few white hairs on his head, asked: "What's wrong?"

"The master called you just now," the servant said.

"What do you want me to do?" asked the housekeeper Feng Liang.

The servant shook his head: "I don't know."

At this time, the housekeeper Feng Liang hurried to the master's study. When he entered the study, he saw the master sitting on the chair with a sad look on his face just like the previous days.

"Master, I heard from my servants that your name is Xiao?" asked the steward Feng Liang.

After hearing the words of the housekeeper Feng Liang, Mr. Ding raised his head, looked at the housekeeper Feng Liang, and said: "The Prime Minister Zuo came to me just now and discussed some things with me. When he left, I wanted to let you see me off.

Not here. That’s all, he’s gone.”

"Prime Minister Zuo?" After muttering to himself, Butler Feng asked out of curiosity: "Prime Minister Zuo, what do you want from me?"

"After saying a few words about solving the locust plague, we managed to get a few more days of deadline." After that, Master Ding asked, "Has Chang'er come back?"

Butler Feng shook his head, looked at Mr. Ding, and said, "You have something to do with the second young master?"

"It's okay, just ask. Okay, you can go down. Help me see more of Wenshan. I went out to gamble again today."

"good."

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