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Qin Feng looked at his butler, Afu, and asked, "Is it now the Northern Song or the Southern Song?"
He thought to himself that since the emperor had taken care of most of the treacherous ministers, it should be time for brighter days. With no traitors in power, the wise ministers could showcase their talents, leading to a more enlightened and powerful era.
The common people would also enjoy better lives without having to pay heavy taxes and levies.
However, Qin Fu looked at his master as if he were observing a child under five years old, wondering how he could ask such a strange question.
At this point, there was only one Great Song Dynasty; there had never been a distinction between the Northern Song and Southern Song.
If the emperor's sycophants heard this, it would be a serious crime! The lightest punishment would be becoming a commoner, while the heaviest could mean execution of the entire family.
He said, "Master, there is only one Great Song Dynasty now. The founding emperor is our great Song Taizu, who united the fragmented country into one. Since then, the people have lived happy and stable lives without being harmed by the northern barbarians."
He seemed somewhat frightened, his right hand trembling as he continued, "Master must never mention the Northern Song or Southern Song again. There is only one Great Song Dynasty now; speaking like that could be considered treason and lead to execution."
He had heard these words and felt as if he had fallen out of sync with this era, almost completely unaware of what was happening here.
Not entirely unaware, as there were some names and places he still recognized.
For example, Song Taizu, Zhao Kuangyin, was indeed a great figure. At that time, the Huaxia Nation was fragmented into several states, and it was he who gradually recovered these states and united them into a large nation—the Great Song Dynasty.
He could be seen as the first overlord of the Northern Song, allowing those who had often lived in turmoil to find peace and enjoy a life free from worries about food and clothing.
Now there was still no distinction between the Northern Song and Southern Song; could it be that the Southern Song had not yet emerged? If it hadn't appeared yet, then there was only one Great Song Dynasty now.
However, Afu's reasoning made sense. This was a feudal empire; one could not casually discuss state affairs. If caught, one could face beheading—not just for oneself but for the entire family as well.
He came to his senses and said, "I won't do this again. What time is it now? I feel a bit hungry."
Qin Fu smiled and replied, "Master, it's still an hour until noon, which means we have to wait another hour before we can start lunch."
Another hour? He couldn't wait any longer; he might as well go out to eat!
In that world, when he looked for work and felt tired or hungry, he would go to a restaurant outside to eat without any delay.
He reached into his clothing pocket and felt something heavy. He pulled out a few pieces of silver.
They looked quite large; each should weigh several taels. This was real silver—he had struck it rich.
This was just one pocket. He reached into the pocket by the bed and found a few more heavy items.
He took out two and saw they were golden; this was real gold, and there were several pieces.
He had truly struck it rich, with several dozen taels of gold and silver on him. The officials in the Song Dynasty were indeed quite wealthy.
He estimated that eating out would only cost about one tael of silver, so he should hurry out to enjoy himself! Waiting at home would take quite a while.
Of course, he didn't forget about his butler, Afu. He had helped him a lot and was the most useful person to him.
"Afu, let's go out to eat together. Today I'm treating you to a feast because you've been very helpful to me. I'll be counting on you more in the future, so let’s enjoy a big meal today."
Afu looked surprised; after recovering from a serious illness, the master had truly changed. His temperament had become very generous, unlike his previous weak demeanor.
Even if it's just taking myself out for a big meal, it shouldn't be so obvious. Just accompany me outside for a bit.
However, during lunch, it used to be at home, eating with the Beautiful Lady, and there was no precedent for dining out.
Unless it was truly a busy time, when official duties piled up and socializing was unavoidable, or if a colleague had a celebration, then he would rush over.
The master had always deeply loved the stunningly beautiful lady, always accompanying her for lunch. Although she had changed a lot this past year, he still worked hard without complaint.
Qin Fu felt somewhat disappointed and looked at him, saying, "Master, you used to have lunch at home, always eating with the Beautiful Lady! Now, just waking up and going out to eat, isn't that a bit unreasonable?"
Qin Feng seemed indifferent. Although his wife was a National Beauty and Heavenly Fragrance, also Stunningly Beautiful and Gorgeous Beauty, why should he be polite to her when she was so cold towards him?
He hadn't even received her body or her previous softness; all he saw now was her indifferent demeanor, as if looking at a stranger. He didn't want to have lunch with her.
More importantly, he was really hungry and couldn't wait much longer; he might faint from hunger. So he decided to go out to eat. He had money in his pocket and could eat whatever he wanted.
"I am the master; if I want to eat outside, I will go. If you really don't want to come, then stay here while I go out for a stroll."
It felt too cumbersome, like an elaborate etiquette that made it seem as if two people from different eras were doing things in such different ways.
He got up from the bed and quickly walked outside. He was genuinely hungry and didn't care about the butler Afu.
Seeing that the master wasn't listening to him, Afu could only follow him outside. Now he felt like a child who didn't understand household matters; the outside world was even more complicated and needed careful supervision.
Once they stepped out the door, he felt that their yard was vast—dozens of meters long—filled with classical houses. It looked upscale and elegant, with ordinary servants moving about.
The male servants varied in stature; some were tall and imposing, while others were of average height, busy tidying up the yard with brooms and buckets.
The maids! Each one was quite beautiful, with delicate features and fair complexions. They also had slender figures and a certain charm, all of them engaged in their tasks.
It felt like a pity for these maids; if they were in his own time, they would each be considered gorgeous beauties, living a life of luxury.
Their figures were relatively slender, and they possessed a degree of beauty, with attractive faces. However, their hairstyles were too simple, merely tied back on both sides, which seemed unnecessary; it would look better if they let their hair down.
Indeed, being wealthy was preferable. Moreover, he was a third-rank official in the court, enjoying the company of so many servants and maids working in the yard, living more freely than local tycoons!
Qin Feng looked at these beautiful maids and felt saliva almost dripping from his mouth. The women of this era seemed quite reserved, and that reserved demeanor was truly appealing.
In fact, he did not intend to take many beautiful concubines; without a wife, even stunningly beautiful looks would not matter! As long as they had delicate features and fair skin, that would be enough.
Upon closer inspection, several of the maids met his standards; their figures were indeed slender and would surely be particularly pleasing.
As he walked by, the respectful calls of "Master" echoed around him as they all bowed deeply, showing great respect.
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