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Shu Mi Mansion.
Councilor Shu Mi, Trusted Minister Tongjing, had just returned from court.
Now, as one of the three most trusted advisors, he wielded military power, so the traffic outside was as busy as a flowing river, even blocking the street.
"Old Master, these are the visiting cards from officials recently..."
The Old Steward held a thick stack of cards of various colors, joy written across his brow.
Though tiring, when one man gains Dao, even his dogs and chickens ascend to heaven; the gatekeeper's position at Tong Mansion had now become the most lucrative among the servants, with enough red envelopes collected daily to make one's hands weak.
"Let them in one by one..."
Tongjing instructed casually, adding a reminder, "Do not neglect them... If those few whom I specifically ordered to be informed come, report them to me immediately."
"This servant understands."
