Legend of Zhen Huan: Rebirth of Zhen Huan

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An Bihuai, who had just received the news of his promotion, was being served wine and meat by several concubines.

"Master, you have been promoted to a high position this time, what will you reward us with?"

Aunt Zhao poured the wine and winked at the other aunts beside her.

One of the aunts immediately agreed with a smile:

"Yes, Master, this is not just an ordinary promotion. You are promoted directly from the county magistrate to the prefect. This is a great event that will bring honor to the family! Master, you can't be so stingy to those of us who have been by your side and serving you all the time!"

"Who is our master? He is the prefect!"

Another aunt hurriedly followed up with flattery:

"The gifts given by the prefect must be first-rate, so as to show our prefect's status."

An Bihuai had already placed the memorial of promotion in front of him and read it over and over again, feeling indescribably happy.

Now he was being drugged by several concubines and felt a little dizzy for a while.

"Reward, must reward!"

After he finished drinking the wine in the glass, he waved his hand at the aunt beside him and said:

"I will give you five hundred taels each. I want to let those people who usually look down on others see how generous I am!"

Hearing what An Bihuai said, the aunts clenched their hands excitedly and almost jumped up.

After finally calming down, he hurried over to An Bihuai and began to show his courtesy, massaging his legs and shoulders, pouring wine and feeding him meat...

And everyone was smiling, the scene looked so disharmonious.

An Bihuai closed his eyes and enjoyed the compliment in words and actions, while gesturing randomly with his hands:

"I wonder what merits you have accumulated in your past lives to be able to serve me, the smartest and most ambitious prefect in Songyang County, in this life!"

Several aunts hurriedly agreed with a smile:

"Yes, yes, what the prefect said is absolutely right. It is a great blessing for us to be able to serve you, sir."

This was very useful to An Bihuai. He opened his eyes and gave Aunt Zhao a kiss on the face. Then he stood up shakily and said:

"You guys are all blessed! But that bitch can't get even a little bit of this blessing! And that unfilial daughter..."

"She could have done it and helped her father get promoted and make a fortune as soon as possible, but she refused. If I hadn't listened to you..."

As he spoke, he glanced at Aunt Zhao and said:

"I'm afraid she won't persuade the emperor to let me be promoted to prefect this time."

"They say a daughter who is married off is like water spilled."

When Aunt Zhao heard what An Bihuai said, she fanned the flames and said:

"I'm going to say something disrespectful to you, Master. Your own daughter is not even as good as a dog raised by someone else."

"Even if it's a dog, it still knows how to repay its master for saving its life. Look at her..."

As she spoke, a hint of disgust flashed in Aunt Zhao's eyes, and then she said almost gritting her teeth:

"If you ask me, it's all because of that bitch Lin Xiu who didn't teach her daughter well. She deliberately made the master unhappy. It was obviously just a matter of a word from that evil woman, but she refused to say anything and had to make things difficult for the master."

Aunt Zhao's incessant chattering made An Bihuai lose interest in drinking for a while.

He slammed the wine glass heavily on the table, and then said impatiently:

"Okay, I just said it casually, and you complained so much."

"No matter what, this position was obtained for me by that unfilial daughter. Although I am angry, she is my daughter after all, and the only person I can use."

"As long as Lin Xiu is alive, she will be at my mercy and cry and beg for my fame and fortune."

"what about you!"

Under the influence of alcohol, An Bihuai's consciousness was a little hazy. He waved his hands in front of the concubines one after another:

"You old ladies only know how to ask me for food and clothes every day. What have you done for the future of this prefect?"

"This is outrageous. You have ruined my interest."

As he spoke, An Bihuai drank the wine on the table, then stood up shakily. After a smelly burp, he blushed and said to his aunt who was standing beside him with her head shrunk, "What's the good of me?"

"Be careful or I'll divorce all of you one by one! All of you!"

Hearing An Bihuai say this, Aunt Zhao silently rolled her eyes at him thousands of times in her heart, but out of consideration for her future livelihood, although she was dissatisfied, she did not dare to say anything more.

We can only put the blame on Lin Xiu and her daughter, and settle it when we get the chance in the future.

As luck would have it, just as An Bihuai was about to leave, a servant suddenly came over to tell him:

"Master, there is a man from the capital outside who said he has an important letter to give you."

"A letter from the prefect?"

The boy nodded.

"Where's the letter?" Without waiting for the servant to speak, An Bihuai squinted his eyes, burped loudly, and reached out for the letter.

The servant explained:

"This man came riding a fine horse and told me to personally hand the letter to the master and to watch the master finish reading it."

"How ridiculous! How dare he! Hurry up and let him in. I want to see where this lackey came from!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and urged the servant:

"Go, go, go!"

Seeing how anxious he was, the servant ran towards the door without delaying for a moment.

When the messenger came in, An Bihuai had already sat down with the help of his aunt.

His cheeks were flushed, which looked even more ridiculous against his fat face, just like the butt of a monkey on the tree.

When the messenger came in, he first bowed slightly to An Bihuai, then said:

"Master An, this is a letter from my master, who asked me to deliver it to you as quickly as possible."

An Bihuai had just been promoted to prefect and had drunk some wine, which was the time when his official power was at its highest. When he saw that the person delivering the letter did not take him seriously at all, he was very unhappy and wanted to make things difficult for him.

After taking the letter from the messenger, he casually threw it on the table:

"Well, your job is done. Go down and claim your reward."

An Bihuai's open attitude made the messenger feel uncomfortable. He was here to deliver the letter on the Queen's orders, so he naturally didn't take An Bihuai seriously. So he suppressed his discomfort, cupped his hands and said to An Bihuai:

"My master has instructed me to destroy this letter myself after you, the prefect, have read it. Please read it now!"

An Bihuai's brain was in a mess due to the effect of alcohol.

He was so angry that he slammed the table in anger and pointed at the messenger and cursed:

"Where did you come from, you bastard? How dare you give orders to this prefect?"

As he said this, he staggered towards the man, saying that he would tear his mouth apart.