"Madam, good news, our Master is going to be transferred back to the capital for a position as Director of the Ministry of Revenue."
Nanny walked over to Madam Lu, full of joy, to report.
Clang.
Madam Lu knocked over the teacup at her side, stood up quickly, her eyes bright: "Really? When did this happen?"
Nanny said happily: "Just now, when I went to the main courtyard to find Nanny Fang, I happened to see the Prime Minister returning and telling Madam about it."
"If the elder uncle said it, then it's definite. The position of Director of the Ministry of Revenue, that's precisely the vacancy left by Lord Zhang's mourning leave." Madam Lu couldn't hide her joy. It was stable, it was almost surely stable.
The position of Director of the Ministry of Revenue, that's a lucrative post, and more importantly, it's a Capital Official, no longer having to endure the wind and sun in Shanxi.
