The next day, Zhong Ziyu went to the Shipping Office early in the morning.

He was nervous and was handling official duties in his own seat in the study, while looking up from time to time and sneaking out.

At the second hour of Si, Yue Shansheng appeared outside.

Zhong Ziyu immediately sat upright and didn't dare to peek.

After Yue Dansheng came in, he sat in his seat without looking sideways. He browsed a few documents that he had just sent this morning. After reading them, he got up and walked to the door and called out: "Comeone is here."

The guard not far away came over, and Yue Shansheng said a few words to the guard, as if he was discussing the itinerary, and then left without looking back.

Zhong Ziyu was still sitting in the study, not knowing whether to be happy or lost.

Brother Yue didn't drive him away, but he didn't ask him to follow him like yesterday.

Brother Yue seemed to have never seen him or talked to him, as if he didn't exist at all.

Zhong Ziyu was in a slump and was not a professional master, so his work efficiency was slower now.

All morning, he didn't know what he did.s1;

At noon, guards in groups of three or three passed by the entrance of the study.

When they saw Zhong Ziyu was still busy inside, they called out friendly: Master Zhong, it’s time to have a meal.

Zhong Ziyu was afraid of being driven away, so he came very early in the morning and didn't have time to have dinner. Now at noon, he touched his stomach and was indeed hungry.

When he was young, Zhong Ziyu was in good health. He occasionally ate two less meals and slept for a few hours, and there was no problem.

But hasn’t this been in prison for more than ten years and his daily routine has been adjusted. In addition, he is old and cannot afford to consume his physical fitness. Now he is worried about eating less.

Zhong Ziyu followed several guards to the backyard. The cook had already prepared the big pot rice and asked everyone to bring their own bowls to queue up to serve the rice.

Zhong Ziyu followed him with a meal and looked up. Because he was coming too late, there was no room for him to sit in the yard.

Zhong Ziyu wanted to learn from others like that and go to the veranda to eat on the railing. But as soon as he was about to leave, someone called him: Master Zhong, here.

Zhong Ziyu turned his head and saw a table at the corner where Yue Shansheng and a guard leader named Ma were eating at the same table. The person who called him was Chief Guard Ma.

When Zhong Ziyu saw him, Brother Yue, he was a little hesitant. Brother Yue didn't expose him, and he had already made a profit. He didn't dare to wander in front of Brother Yue again.

The Chief Guard shouted again: There is a place here.

When he shouted, many people around him watched.

Zhong Ziyu didn't want to be so high-profile, so he finally walked over.

Seeing him coming, Chief Guard Ma lowered his head to Yue Dansheng beside him and said: Sir, he is here.

Yue Dansheng didn't raise his head, but just ate his own food without talking.

Commander Ma couldn't tell the boss's intention, didn't Master Yue ask him to call Master Zhong over and sit down?

The small table was sat on three sides, and Zhong Ziyu sat to the last side, just in time, facing his brother Yue.

Zhong Ziyu didn't dare to raise his head, so he drank his eyes and dig the rice.

Yue Dansheng on the opposite side had just taken a sip of the soup. When he raised his eyes, he saw Zhong Ziyu almost buried his face in the meal. He frowned and said: What kind of eating are you?

Zhong Ziyu paused.

The two guards sitting on both sides also paused.

Yue Dansheng said again: I have never taught you how to eat?

Zhong Ziyu: Two guard chiefs:?

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Zhong Ziyu finally raised his head and his back straightened a little.

When he was a child, Yue Dansheng was born in a noble family. When he ran away from home to find his sister, he was still a young man with a good manners and manners. At that time, Zhong Ziyu was just a beggar, and he was very good at eating and had just killed anyone.

After the two brothers met, Yue Dansheng spent a long time teaching Zhong Ziyu's manners and behaviors. At that time, Zhong Ziyu also learned very seriously, probably because he envied Xiao Yue Dansheng's pampering and natural nobleness. He would subconsciously imitate Xiao Yue Dansheng's words and deeds, as if he thought that he had learned it and could be reborn one day.

Zhong Ziyu had no father or mother, and was taught by an old beggar to become a little beggar. Later, he studied and learned to read and dealt with people. He was taught step by step by step by step by step.

The elder brother is like a father.

Although at the end of the teaching, a perverted murderer was taught.

Zhong Ziyu finished the meal under the surveillance of his brother Yue. After eating the last grain of rice, he heard the stool sliding across from him. Yue Dansheng stood up, took the empty bowl and entered the inner kitchen.

The two chief guards also followed their superiors. Before leaving, they looked at each other, remembering their boss's previous words, and looked at Zhong Ziyu with a little suspicion.

In the afternoon, Zhong Ziyu still handled official duties in the study as usual. At around Shen Shi, Yue Shansheng came back.

This time, Zhong Ziyu did not escape like in the morning, but quickly stood up and called out in front of him: Da, sir.

Yue Dansheng said indifferently, walked to the bookcase and searched for something.

Seeing that he was busy, Zhong Ziyu didn't dare to disturb him, so he sat down again.

There was probably something Yue Dansheng couldn't find there, and he whispered a little annoyed.

Zhong Ziyu immediately sat upright again.

Yue Dansheng turned around and asked him unwillingly: Have you seen the merchant tax form last month?

Zhong Ziyu only went to work the next day today. Can you know what this is?

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Yue Dansheng said with a stern face: It’s usually Mr. Zhang who is cleaning up.

Zhong Ziyu hurriedly lowered his head and searched for a bottom in his position. Before Yue Dansheng was about to patiently win, he finally found a documentary document with hundreds of merchants in April.

He hurriedly delivered it respectfully.

Yue Dansheng took it and saw that it was what he was looking for. He folded it casually and wanted to leave.

But he walked to the door and suddenly turned around and said with some quotation to Zhong Ziyu: You are not suitable to be a master.

After saying that, I left.

In the study room, Zhong Ziyu lowered his head and thought to himself, it was indeed the case.

Brother Yue still wants to drive him away after all.

Yue Dansheng left this time and did not come back until he went to the yamen.

In the evening, Zhong Ziyu returned to his room in a daze. He took out his vanity box from under the bed, opened the cabinet, and put the clothes he had just arranged yesterday back one by one.

The next day, Zhong Ziyu went to the study room at noon. Sure enough, at this time, Brother Yue was already inside.

He carried the rattan box, walked to Yue Dansheng, and handed over a brown-green bag.

Yue Dansheng frowned and looked at him, then looked at the bag, and asked: What?

Zhong Ziyu said with a disgusting face: I'll leave today, this is for you.

Yue Dansheng stared at him for a while, picked up the bag, opened it, and it contained a stack of silver notes.

He raised his eyebrows.

Zhong Ziyu was afraid that he would not want it, so he changed his words: No, it was not for you, it was for Ji Bing. For the time being, let you Ji Bing, Yue Chongming's son, now living in Jijiabao, Lingzhou, and living with the Ji family.

Over the years, Yue Shansheng has only met Ji Bing once, on the day Ji Bing got married.

Sure enough, Zhong Ziyu murmured: I heard that he got married. At that time, I was in prison. He might not want to see you if he couldn't go.

Yue Shansheng mocked.

Zhong Ziyu smiled bitterly and agreed to this statement.

Yue Dansheng said again: He doesn't want to see me either.

Zhong Ziyu was stunned and looked at him.

Yue Shansheng didn't say anything.

Five years ago, Ji Bing got married and Yue Shansheng went to watch the ceremony. At that time, Ji Bing only called him uncle from beginning to end, and never said a word to him again.

When he was a child, Ji Bing was still very concerned about his uncle and even wanted to live with him. However, this relationship between uncle and nephew was cut off by Yue Dansheng with indifference. After that, if he grew older, Ji Bing never mentioned seeing his uncle again.

Just like an adopted child, after all, he chose his adoptive parents.

Yue Dansheng handed the bag back and said: He won’t ask for your money, don’t worry.

Zhong Ziyu stared at the bag and discussed: Just put it here, can you?

Yue Dansheng was impatient: Why do I want your money?

Zhong Ziyu was about to cry: My money was blown by the strong wind, I had a lot of money and burned my hands.

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