My whole family cultivated immortality without telling me

Seeing that Brother Shen and the newly arrived Mao Qiuxian were getting along well, Liu Gaosheng and a few others gathered together to chat.

"What is Shaofu?"

"I know that. Both the Grand Treasury and the Junior Treasury are in charge of money. The Grand Treasury surnamed Shen is in charge of the national treasury, and the Junior Treasury is in charge of the inner treasury..."

"Tsk tsk, Brother Shen only makes friends with rich people."

"Yes, yes, then Tuoba Qian, do you want to be a rich man?"

……

The kids all seemed to be laughing, and Tuoba Qian touched his nose in dismay.

Everyone knows that there are certain requirements to become Brother Shen's friend.

Haven’t you seen how much Gongshu Bushang of Xianyun Pavilion paid to become the eldest nephew and work under Brother Shen?
Thinking of this, the looks of those who looked down on Mao Qiuxian began to have some meaning.

"Hey," Huo Xiu's voice sounded, "What are you looking at? Don't ruin Xiao Shen's good fortune. Learn from Ma Yi and eat quickly!"

Mai didn't even raise her head when she heard this, but her eating speed obviously increased.

Tian Yanzi and the others also thought of the previous lesson of Gongshu Bushang, but they were all big shots and did not show their emotions. They just raised their glasses and drank, then they all felt around and took out peanuts and melon seeds, which they cracked with a crackling sound.

Even though he expressed his desire to make friends, Shen Qingyun still had principles.

If you say you don’t want to drink, then don’t drink.

Mao Qiuxian did not take it as an offense and praised: "Okay, what I, Mao Qiuxian, want most is a friend like Mr. Shen who sticks to principles. Others are either servile or servile, which is simply a disgrace to the word friend!"

"Well, Qiuxian, you're right."

Han Fu said this with a smile, and then sent a message to Shen Qingyun to tell him about Mao Qiuxian's background.

Mao Qiuxian’s biggest background is that he has a father who is a god of war and holds the highest position as the Minister of the Imperial Household.

Unfortunately, a few months ago, Mao Shaofu and Liu Zongzhen remained in the territory of Guixu Gate forever, and not even a pound of their bodies was recovered.

"That's not right, Mr. Han. I didn't look sad when I saw Mr. Mao?"

"Because the position of Shaofu must be chosen from among the three brothers."

Oh, that means a funeral is turned into a happy occasion, no wonder.

Shen Qingyun chatted with Mao Qiuxian and Han Fu at the same time, and he displayed his sea king skills to perfection.

"My family has a good relationship with the Mao family, and we often have marriages, so it was difficult to stop it just now. Brother Shen, please forgive me..."

"Mr. Han, please don't be like this. It is my honor to meet the generous Mr. Mao, but there is one thing I would like to trouble you with..."

"Brother Shen, just give me your orders."

Hearing Shen Qingyun's words, Han Fu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at Mao Qiuxian, then nodded slightly in agreement, without saying anything more, but his heart was filled with turbulence.

"Well, Brother Shen and Envoy Te Pang are brothers, so it doesn't matter who works under whom..."

After cutting off Mao Qiuxian's way to know the truth, Shen Qingyun smiled even more.

Not drinking doesn’t mean not pouring wine.

In addition to his novel drinking talk, Mao Qiuxian sat down for an incense stick, drank five pots of wine, and his eyes became confused.

"Hiccup, Master Shen, you are really good," Mao Qiuxian said dizzily, "You are the first person who can make me drink so much willingly."

If you are so organized, it means you haven’t drunk enough.

Shen Qingyun was also at a loss for words.

When he took a quick look, he saw the people brought by Mao Qiuxian were still standing there like an idiot.

"Eh? Look at what I did," he quickly stood up and made arrangements, "You are all friends of Brother Qiuxian, right? Please sit down. Those who don't know may think that Brother Qiuxian came with bodyguards. It's my fault, my fault..."

They were pressed into their seats one by one, and he also raised his glass to confess his crime.

Mao Qiuxian laughed and waved his hand, saying, "It's not Brother Shen's fault. It's clearly their fault for not being able to see things clearly... Didn't you hear what Master Shen said? Drink up!"

Everyone started pouring wine and drinking.

Shen Qingyun was very happy.

"After drinking this, I have to ask for your help, brother. Perfect!"

After another round of drinking, Mao Qiuxian started to feel embarrassed.

"Just drinking isn't a big deal," Shen Qingyun looked at Han Fu, "but I wonder if there's anything to cheer you up in Taotie Tower?"

Before Han Fu opened his mouth, Mao Qiuxian's eyes lit up.

"Of course it is there, and it is also a unique one in Yingdu!"

Shen Qingyun waved his hand and said, "Arrange it!"

A few moments.

Musicians and dancers came on stage together.

The musicians had little presence.

The dancer's snow-white waist and abdomen were like hooks, pulling out a pair of eyeballs.

"Brother Shen, I forgot to tell you just now," Han Fu said again, "The Mao family is behind Taotie Tower."

What this means is that there is more than one war god behind the Taotie Tower, and it is quite large.

Shen Qingyun nodded slightly, looked at the dancer, and felt that the style of her clothing looked familiar.

"Brother Shen, have you discovered anything?"

"It does look familiar," Shen Qingyun said with a wry smile, "but I can't remember it clearly."

"Hiccup," Mao Qiuxian laughed meaningfully, "You'll know if you keep reading."

No need to look.

As soon as the musician played the flute, Shen Qingyun could hear the flavor of a smile from the Jianghu.

"To be honest, the adaptation is not bad..."

As soon as the prelude ended, dozens of dancers began to dance.

"Brother Shen, are you surprised?"

Shen Qingyun smiled and said, "It is indeed good. I didn't expect that Master Lu's song would be so widely spread and even adapted locally to make it more Yingdu-style. The adaptor's artistic attainments are so high that I am ashamed to be inferior to him."

"Just because of what you said," Mao Qiuxian raised his glass, "I must drink this glass!"

Shen Qingyun said bitterly: "Brother Qiuxian, there must be a reason, right?"

Mao Qiuxian's eyes lit up: "I adapted it!"

"Okay, this cup is for you, brother."

After drinking a cup, Shen Qingyun's mind became clearer and he roughly guessed the situation of Sister Zhen and her group and what it had to do with Mao Qiuxian.

"But a nobleman who is one of the Nine Ministers just forces people to work..."

Is this showing mercy?
While thinking about it, Mao Qiuxian said, "To be honest, my adaptation is pretty good, but unfortunately, among the countless dancers under my tutelage, few can dance with charm."

Shen Qingyun smiled and said, "Brother Qiuxian, why are you being so picky? From what I can see, these dancers are all professional."

"Brother Shen is right," Han Fu said with a smile, "The dancers in Taotie Tower are selected from thousands of people, and are respected by the outside world as the Hengda Dance Troupe..."

puff.

After Shen Qingyun's scolding, the big guys stopped cracking melon seeds and everyone looked over.

"Brother Shen, you..."

"No," Shen Qingyun wiped his mouth and said in surprise, "Does this Evergrande Dance Troupe have any explanation?"

Mao Qiuxian and Han Fu were both confused and shook their heads.

"Is the captain's surname Bai?"

Now it was Mao Qiuxian's turn to be shocked: "Brother Shen even knows this?"

Shen Qingyun's scalp tingled: "The Fat Envoy once mentioned... well, he praised it highly!"

"Haha, I see!" Mao Qiuxian was even happier, "Brother, you should have told me this earlier... Oh, that's right, I just met you, I regret not getting to know Brother Shen earlier!"

After a while of chatting, Shen Qingyun realized that the word Evergrande was given by another big boss, and the name is Hengda, which means that the dance troupe is the essence of jade and can run rampant, which is super cool.

The director of Evergrande Dance Troupe is also the direct disciple of that big boss.

"But I don't know who this big guy is..."

"Brother Shen has been to Tianyu Country," Mao Qiuxian said with a smile, "I think he should know."

Shen Qingyun suddenly had an idea: "Sage Yunshang?"

"Exactly."

"I see..." Shen Qingyun glanced around and said regretfully, "We have no chance to meet today."

Mao Qiuxian said happily: "Brother Shen, it's not easy to see you. I'll call him over some other day and dance a song just for you!"

Shen Qingyun declined repeatedly. Seeing that no one at the table was shocked by what he said, he realized that Captain Bai's status did not seem to be high either.

"Now that we've come to this, I have a favor to ask," Mao Qiuxian saw that the atmosphere was right, and took advantage of the alcohol to state his purpose in advance, "Brother, how about giving me your group of people?"

No matter how he spoke, his tone was resolute and there was no room for negotiation.

Shen Qingyun asked, "Brother, are you looking for the question of dancing style?"

"Brother, you understand me," Mao Qiuxian sighed, "Yingdu has a big competition every year, but it's a pity that there has been no surprise since Yunshang. Who would have thought that this year, the dancers from Tianyu Country took a different approach and sang the song "Subject Three" to show off their style..."

So not only was Zhen Ji and her group's original path to success ruined by their thirst for talent, they also lost the opportunity to perform in Yingdu.

After roughly understanding the situation, Shen Qingyun shook his head.

This shake of the head confused everyone.

"My goodness, Brother Shen is not flattering you?"

"Nonsense, Brother Shen's character is there, he didn't spit at that bastard, which is considered good manners, and you nodded?"

"But it doesn't seem like Brother Shen's style. Don't you think it's Mai?"

"Can't such a big arm shut your mouth?"

……

Han Fu opened his mouth, subconsciously trying to ease the tense atmosphere.

"But how?"

Brother Shen here is the brother of the fat envoy, and Mao Qiuxian over there will explode at the slightest touch!
"What's more, Brother Shen refused so straightforwardly..."

After thinking for a while, he chose to keep silent.

Mao Qiuxian couldn't close his mouth, and the changes in his expression were even more exciting.

He really didn't expect that the other party would not only not give him face, but also be so unwilling to give it!
While he was in a daze, the guys at the table stood up and tried to overturn the table.

Mao Qiuxian shouted: "Everyone sit down!"

All the younger brothers took their seats obediently.

"Drink your wine!" The younger brothers drank obediently.

Mao Qiuxian paused for a while, looked at Shen Qingyun, and spoke with a smile.

"Brother Shen, don't you even give me this little bit of face?"

Shen Qingyun smiled and looked at Han Fu.

"Mr. Han, I wonder who this person is..."

Mao Qiuxian's face changed instantly.

Han Fu felt bitter and stood up and replied, "Brother Shen, this is the third son of the Minister of the Imperial Household, Mao Qiuxian."

"Oh," Shen Qingyun looked at Mao Qiuxian and bowed, smiling politely, "So it's the Third Young Master. I've admired you for a long time. I'm so sorry for the disrespect."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole room fell silent, with only the sound of slaps being heard.

Not to mention the others, even Huo Xiu couldn't understand what Shen Qingyun was trying to do.

"This time I will probably have to stop the fight..."

Han Fu's mouth felt bitter. He secretly mobilized his spiritual power and prepared to maintain...Brother Shen, he still knew what was important.

At this moment, Mao Qiuxian suppressed his anger and drunkenness, and used great strength to suppress his murderous intent. He maintained his final composure and slowly stood up.

"Brother Shen, I will never forget you as my friend..."

"The Third Young Master is leaving now?"

Mao Qiuxian turned around and stared at Shen Qingyun: "Brother Shen, do you have any other advice for me?"

"I have no advice for you, but three stories." Shen Qingyun stood up and stretched out his hand to invite them. "Would you like to listen to them?"

Mao Qiuxian sneered: "It's okay to stand and listen."

"The Third Young Master is generous," Shen Qingyun smiled faintly, "There is a story called the crotch humiliation. There was a butcher in Huaiyin who insulted Xin, saying: 'Although you are grown up, you like to carry swords and knives, but you are a coward.' Everyone insulted him and said: 'If Xin can die, stab me. If you can't die, get out of my crotch.' Xin looked at them, bent down and got out of my crotch, and fell to the ground. Everyone in the market laughed at Xin, thinking he was a coward."

Mao Qiuxian's face changed again, and before he could speak, Shen Qingyun's frivolous tone gradually became solemn.

"Later, Han Xin was appointed general and found the butcher and said, if it weren't for the humiliation he suffered that day, he wouldn't be the general today."

After that, Shen Qingyun continued: "Story 2, sleeping on straw and tasting gall..."

"Story three, still about Gou Jian, who was famous for tasting feces to diagnose diseases..."

After hearing this, everyone's heads were buzzing.

"What does Brother Shen mean?"

"It's like cursing..."

"And it seems like he is teaching people how to be human?"

……

Mao Qiuxian was even more confused after hearing the general idea, so he sneered and said, "Are you done?"

Shen Qingyun smiled and said, "For some people, the story has ended, but for others, the story has just begun."

Bang!
Mao Qiuxian slapped the table and broke it. He laughed in anger and said, "Mr. Shen, what do you mean? Please explain it clearly!"

"I am glad to see you, Mr. Xian, making friends with me. I thought you had great foresight, but no, you asked for a prostitute..." Shen Qingyun looked regretful and asked, "What kind of friend do you think I am?"

Mao Qiuxian was stunned: "No, what happened to me that you..."

"Mr. Qiuxian, there is no need to explain," Shen Qingyun sighed, walked up to Mao Qiuxian, and said with a smile, "I hope that next time we meet, Mr. Qiuxian can say something that matches his status and ambitions. As a friend, I am happy to see you there. Mr. Han, please see me off."

"Okay okay."

Han Fu quickly stood up and dragged the man away.

The children looked at each other.

"As expected of Brother Shen..."

"Under the crotch, tasting gall, identifying feces...Brother Shen's scolding is really cruel!"

"Scolding you is for your own good!"

"Cuckoo..."

"By the way, what exactly does Brother Shen mean by this?"

"Didn't you hear Brother Shen ask about my identity again? I'm just the Third Young Master, nothing more."

……

Huo Xiu knew a little more.

"Mr. Mao has just passed away, the position of Mr. Mao has not yet been decided, and the three sons of the Mao family are still fighting openly and secretly..."

As the third child, how dare you covet the throne?

Thinking of this, Huo Xiu narrowed his eyes and felt a shining fishing line in the void, getting longer and longer.

There was a hook at the end of the fishing line, which was hooked on the corner of Mao Qiuxian's mouth.

“Han Fu, let me go!” Mao Qiuxian struggled to free himself from Han Fu’s hands, and laughed in anger, “I’m just giving you face, otherwise I won’t let them leave Taotie Tower today!”

Han Fu sighed, "I know Brother Shen's personality. Brother Shen is kind and gentle, so why would he be so harsh with you?"

"You're still mentioning him?" Mao Qiuxian cursed, "I, Mao Qiuxian, treat him as a friend, but he wants to be my father?"

Han Fu smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Qiuxian, there are some things you should think about carefully. Before, your uncle was still alive and loved you. In the future... Brother, can you guarantee that the future Shaofuqing will still love you?"

Mao Qiuxian was stunned for a moment, then sneered.

"It's a done deal... No, Han Fu, am I so unbearable in your eyes?"

Han Fu bowed helplessly and said: "That's all I have to say. Brothers, please do your best."

"grass!"

Seeing Han Fu leave, Mao Qiuxian gnashed his teeth and felt the urge to rush in again, but the three stories and Han Fu's few words were like shackles that restrained his steps.

"Humph, if I don't take revenge, my last name is not Mao! Bah... I'm bringing bad luck to you!"

He returned to the Mao family's land in a sullen mood, kicked down more than a dozen servants along the way, and sat down with a sullen face.

All the servants were trembling with fear. The maid who brought the sobering tea sounded like she was holding a clapperboard, making a clanging and banging sound, and it seemed like she was a spirit.

"Everyone get lost!"

Everyone knelt out of the hall as if they had been pardoned.

"Butler, stay!"

"Third, what do you want, Young Master?"

The three words stimulated Mao Qiuxian again. He gritted his teeth and asked, "What are the eldest and second brothers doing these days?"

"Let the Third Young Master know that the two young masters have nothing else to do except go to the government office."

"Go to the government office..."

Mao Qiuxian murmured secretly, his eyes burning.

The three sons of the Mao family all worked in the Shaofu.

The eldest brother is the assistant of Mao Shaofu, with the rank of Shangshu, and is mainly responsible for the daily life affairs of the Immortal Emperor.

The second elder brother is the Shaofu Fujie, who is in charge of the military mobilization of the twelve continents.

"Whether it's the Shangshu or Fujie, they can always meet with His Majesty, and even say a few words to him..."

Thinking of this, his heart, which had remained calm even though his father had died in a foreign country, began to feel uneasy.

"No, my father has already written to His Majesty, designating me as the heir..."

Although His Majesty did not say it explicitly, he had the nerve to refute the deceased Minister of the Imperial Household? !

"What's more, Xu Baoerhua didn't even designate an heir. The Xu family put forward one, and His Majesty agreed..."

snort!
"I was just worrying too much!"

Besides, I, Mao Qiuxian, have friends all over Yingdu, so I have nothing to be afraid of!
Mao Qiuxian sneered, then calmed down again. After a moment's thought, he said, "Be prepared. I will also go to the yamen tomorrow."

"Okay, Third Young Master..." The housekeeper hesitated, "But the eldest master said that Third Young Master should rest at home and he will find someone to take care of Third Young Master's official duties..."

It would have been fine if he hadn't said it, but when he did, Mao Qiuxian's face immediately changed.

"If he says to rest, then what? My father is probably still working hard in the underworld. He will go to the court tomorrow!"

"Okay, Third Young Master."

"Also," Mao Qiuxian narrowed his eyes and said, "Send someone to keep an eye on Han Fu and the guy named Shen beside him. I want to know his every move!"

Mao Qiuxian was just a passer-by, and his appearance or departure did not affect everyone's meal.

Shen Qingyun chatted and laughed as usual, although he still didn't drink. The bosses were all very considerate and clinked glasses with his milk tea.

Tian Yanzi couldn't help but smiled and said, "Friend Shen, if you are free someday, let's go fishing together?"

"That's exactly what I wish for," Shen Qingyun replied with a wry smile, and took out the fishing rod bestowed by the emperor. "If the senior had a little compassion, he wouldn't let me lose so miserably, right?"

"Hahaha……"

After a round of toasts, Shen Qingyun returned to his seat.

Seeing Huo Xiu looking at him with a smile, he touched his nose, raised his glass and said, "I offer a toast to you, sir."

"I won't drink anymore," Huo Xiu said, leaning closer. "What about the girl in the Waterside Garden?"

Shen Qingyun nodded.

"Hey," Huo Xiu laughed, "We need to let Qin Wu's women know that you are kind to women in Chu and Han..."

Shen Qingyun said with a stern face: "Sir, they are also suffering for me."

"Yes, yes, yes," Huo Xiu said solemnly, "If it were me, I would have slapped him in the face just now. Xiao Shen has a good personality and a good heart..."

Shen Qingyun said modestly: "Your Excellency is too kind."

"You think this is too much of a compliment?" Huo Xiu was startled, then he thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, then I'll praise you from a different angle..."

When the children heard this, their ears perked up.

"If you, Mao Qiuxian, don't make a name for yourself, you're not qualified to be used by me, Shen Qingyun!"

goo goo...

All the little faces turned red.

Shen Qingyun said speechlessly: "Sir..."

"Haha," Huo Xiu raised his glass, "Come, come, come, I would like to use this glass to wish Mr. Qiuxian the honor of becoming the Minister of the Imperial Household. I hope he can hear this greeting from a foreign country!"

Everyone raised their glasses excitedly.

"Bless him!"

"Brother Shen, let's go together!" (End of this chapter)