The young servant came to me with warm water: "Master, let me help you wash up."
Min Rui nodded.
The boy looked out of the window following Min Rui's line of sight, and said with a smile, "Commander Qin is really powerful. He practices boxing and sword dancing every day, rain or shine, and his health is really good. He only wears a thin shirt in spring, summer, autumn and winter. Clothes, even the snow avoided him.
Look at the area where he dances the sword, but there is not even a palm-sized snow, and the body is still steaming..."
Min Rui looked away, "Yeah, it's great to be in good health, the temperature of the whole body, even the snow particles have melted, it's not like me, it's no different from an old man who is dying.
Even if soaked in warm water, I only feel cold hands and feet, without any warmth.
This kind of weather is simply a disaster for me. "
The boy knew that these words had touched Min Rui's heart, so he didn't dare to continue to praise Qin Wuyan, he just said: "Young Master, why do you want to compare yourself with Commander Qin? The young master of the family, Commander Qin is just a small guard commander..."
Min Rui wiped his fingers with a handkerchief, and smiled calmly: "Man's fate is predestined, princes and generals are kind to each other, not to mention, since ancient times, the emperor and courtiers have rarely changed dynasties?
In this world, who is nobler than whom, and who is lower than whom? "
The boy felt that these words seemed to be very reasonable, but they seemed to be a little sad, and he couldn't figure out what they meant, so he simply kept silent.
After breakfast was set, someone delivered a letter to Min Rui. After Min Rui opened the letter and scanned the ten lines at a glance, his mood immediately improved a lot.
He carefully checked the opening of the envelope, but found that there was no trace of it being opened. Min Rui carefully opened the envelope, read the contents inside word by word, and was about to put it in the envelope. Burned on the candle, thought for a while, but took the letter back, refolded it and put it away.
After Qin Wuyan's morning exercise, he went back to the long corridor of his room, passed by Min Rui's closed bedroom door, paused in his footsteps, stretched his long legs, and continued to go into the house.
After washing up, I changed my clothes and went to the meeting hall.
In the conference hall, Minzhihang and the second leader were still arguing in a dark and dark way, as long as Minzhihang raised questions and suggestions, they were all rejected by the second leader.
Qin Wuyan sat in the corner, but just listened silently, without expressing any opinions or suggestions.
Min Zhixing only felt a headache, and when he glanced at Qin Wuyan's face in a trance, his heart became more and more depressed, "Qin Wuyan, what do you think?"
Qin Wuyan came back to his senses, his slender figure stood upright, but his eyes and head were lowered: "I don't know about humble positions."
Min Zhixing glared at him fiercely: "You are responsible for the affairs of the Min Mansion."
"The humble job is only responsible for handling the internal affairs of the Min Mansion. What is involved now is the mineral resources of the Min Mansion. That is the family property of the Min Mansion. The humble job is not qualified to intervene."
The second head called out: "What if the old man says you are qualified?"
Min Zhixing immediately interrupted the Second Master's words: "That's right, this is the Min Mansion's internal affairs, and there is really no need for an outsider to intervene."
The subject changed, and he said again: "I also have a very important matter for you to do here, so listen carefully."
Qin Wuyan lowered his head even lower: "Patriarch, please speak!"
"Since she got sick last time, the saint's health has not been very good. You go to the Lingquan platform for the saint, kneel down and pray for three days, and then come back."
Qin Wuyan said slowly: "Yes."
Kneeling down to pray for three days is just an excuse, it is true to send him away.