Zhou Dafu was pacing back and forth outside with a frown, looking very frustrated.
Steward Zhou kept a smile on his face as he said to the gatekeeper, "Little brother, help me. Our master really knows your young master. If you inform him, your young master will definitely remember."
As he spoke, he stuffed a silver ingot into his hand.
The gatekeeper hurriedly retracted his hand and said impatiently, "Go, go, go. Are you bluffing me? If you really know him, you can just ask your master to write an invitation for our young master and enter through the main door. Do you have to make things difficult for me here? Alright, leave quickly. Don't waste my time here. Let's go."
As the gatekeeper spoke, he pushed Steward Zhou out.
"Hey, why are you still doing it? Let me tell you, I'm really not lying to you. Why don't you go and look for Bian Han? He's the servant your young master bought a few days ago. He knows our old master."
