Lord, I heard that you are bent? [rebirth]

For this trip, Duan Hongjin had someone prepare a plain and simple carriage.

Apart from the disfigured Niu Dashan who was in charge of driving, there were only eight guards with swords on tall horses.

But he is the prince after all, how could the steward, Nanny Lin, really let the master suffer.A few days ago, An Guanshi had brought the maids and eunuchs to prepare in advance.

Most of the people in Zhuangzi are Wanyan Fuyu's old servants.Although when she gave him Zhuangzi's deed, she also gave him the deeds of Zhuangzi's servants, but after all, she has stayed in the deep palace for many years, and these servants don't know any virtues.

Stewarding things in the past also means beating and beating ahead of time.

Traveling with such a light vehicle, the speed is much faster than usual.Less than half an hour after leaving the city, there was no one on the side of the road.

The capital is located in a plain area surrounded by hills.

The villa that Wanyan Fuyu gave to Duan Hongjin is located near Yuquan Mountain in the northwest suburb.

Although it is in the suburbs of Beijing, the distance is not close.Riding fast, it will take about two hours to go back and forth.

He plans to stay there for a few days this time, mainly to see what needs to be repaired and rectified. There is no need to rush, and the trip will be more leisurely.

According to Niu Dashan's estimate, at this speed, it is estimated that he will not be able to reach Zhuangzi until the afternoon.

The carriage for this trip was simple and crude, without even a door, only covered by two cloth curtains.

After the carriage started running, there was a cool breeze, and the curtains fluttered, making it cool.

There is no couch or anything in the carriage, and the inner floor is slightly higher than the outer driving space by two inches, in the shape of steps.

In the car, a small coffee table was nailed against the wall on the left side, a few soft pillows were scattered on the floor, and there was a small cabinet by the door.

Duan Hongjin leaned on the soft pillow, staring at the burly figure outside in a daze.

His black-soled silver-soled pine and cypress embroidered boots are placed under the steps.

A little further outside, separated by the erratic curtain, is Niu Dashan who is concentrating on driving.

The carriage jolted, and he came back to his senses.

Duan Hongjin scratched his hair irritably, and got up.

What the hell, didn't you just say two heavy words?This dead wood is still angry?

Moving to the front of the stairs, he sat on the steps with a soft pillow in his arms, raised his legs, and stepped on someone's back with a big foot, the muscles under his feet tensed instantly.

"master?"

"Master is hungry!" He didn't eat a few mouthfuls after this morning.

Hearing this, Niu Dashan pulled up the rein and tightened it slowly, leading the horse to stop under a tree by the side of the road.

Only then did Duan Hongjin retract her foot.

The guards trotting on both sides stopped their horses in a well-trained manner.

One of them approached: "Captain?"

"Rest in place for a while."

"Yes."

When Niu Dashan turned around, he saw Duan Hongjin blocked at the car door.

He paused, touched the ground on one knee, lowered his eyebrows and said, "Master, let me get some things."

"Oh." Duan Hongjin yawned lazily, slumped and did not move, "I don't want to move anymore."

Fearing that Duan Hongjin would be exposed to the sun, the carriage door faced the woods with its back facing the road, and the guards spread out to the left and right, drinking water, resting and checking the surroundings.

The location of the two happened to be in the blind spot of everyone's sight.

Niu Dashan was silent for a while.

Because of the little dispute in the morning, Duan Hongjin was unhappy at first, even though he said the wrong thing first...

But he apologized!

He was born rich and honored, so he has such an arrogant temperament.Except for his father, mother concubine and second elder brother, why did he put others in his eyes?

For this wood, he has already begun to learn to change.

Isn't it completely turned around?

Besides, he can't be the only one working hard, right?

If the time hadn't come, he couldn't have opened up with the wood...

Anyway, he is wronged to death now!

This guy still dares to continue to install wood? !

"What? Didn't you hear? Master, I'm hungry!" Duan Hongjin was so angry that he raised his right foot and stepped on the hollow of his shoulder. He even tapped his cheek with his ankle, "Tell you, Master." If you're hungry, you—ah!"

Niu Dashan gently pushed his legs away, put his left hand under his knees, leaned forward, and wrapped his right hand around his back, with one force, he carried him into the car and put him down.

"The subordinate has exceeded the limit."

Duan Hongjin was stunned by this sudden movement and stared blankly at him.

Niu Dashan looked back at him expressionlessly, seeing that he didn't punish him, he turned around and opened the small cabinet in the corner, took out a food box from the cabinet, opened it, and put it on the small table.He took out another leather bag, unscrewed it, and handed it to him.

Duan Hongjin woke up with a start, grabbed the cowhide bag, and shouted in embarrassment: "You, you committed the same crime, what should you do?"

"This subordinate knows his mistake and is willing to accept the punishment." Niu Dashan lowered his head to hide the obscurity in his eyes, and pleaded guilty while half kneeling.

The palm of his hand seemed to still have the residual warmth of his soft body.

He committed the crime on impulse, but he didn't regret it.

He thought that it would be good if the master punished him harshly and sent him far away.

It won't be as burning with fire as it is now, and suffers from suffering every day.

He couldn't help harboring evil thoughts towards everyone who served him closely.

Gu Qiaonian couldn't control every time he approached him, wanting to devour him into his stomach and melt into his flesh and blood...

However, as the master said in the morning, he counts which onion and garlic.

This feeling is against morality.Not to mention that he fell in love with his master...

Duan Hongjin snorted softly: "Don't you dare to punish you?" He gritted his teeth, "This month's holiday will be cancelled! From now on, you will not only be responsible for the safety of the master, but also be responsible for the daily diet and daily life of the master! Twelve hours a day, You have to listen to me!"

Although he can't say anything, he can do it!

See if I can't kill you!

"Yes." Niu Dashan pushed the box towards him without frowning, "Master, let's have some snacks first." He didn't eat a few bites in the morning.

Duan Hongjin glanced sideways.The box was covered with a layer of oil paper, and it was filled with two layers of pastries, both sweet and salty.

He snorted softly, then picked up a piece of pastry, took a bite, nodded in satisfaction, and said vaguely: "This is prepared by Shi Mo? She is quite careful."

Thinking of the charming and beautiful maid who waited close to his master every day, Niu Dashan suppressed the killing intent in his heart, clenched his fists and endured it, finally couldn't help it, and argued in a low voice: "It was prepared by my subordinates."

Duan Hongjin paused.Is this delicious?

He felt instantly better.

"Even if you still miss the Lord in your heart!" He hummed softly pointingly, but his brows and eyes were involuntarily smiling.

Niu Dashan's heart moved, he looked up, and his crescent-shaped smiling eyes were reflected in his heart.

Duan Hongjin didn't notice, and lowered his head to sniff the cowhide bag: "What is this?"

"Back to the master," Niu Dashan fixed his eyes on him, and said softly, "It's soybean milk."

"Oh." Duan Hongjin held up the leather bag and took a sip, "It's pretty good. Do you want some?"

"It's good that the master doesn't dislike it. The subordinates are not hungry. It's all because the subordinates are incompetent, so you can only make do with it so crudely. At this speed, we won't get there until after noon, and it's not easy to start a business on the road. The subordinates have already asked Hurry up and go to Zhuangzi first, let them prepare in advance. You can eat it when you arrive." Niu Dashan said a long series of words rarely.

Duan Hongjin chewed something and nodded, expressing understanding.

Niu Dashan lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

After Duan Hongjin had a delicious snack and Niu Dashan tidied up, everyone set off again.

The carriage was swaying, and after a short while, Duan Hongjin, who was full of food and drink, fell asleep with a soft pillow in his arms.

When they arrived at Zhuangzi, Niu Dashan glanced at Duan Hongjin who was sleeping soundly through the curtain, and gestured to the guards, telling them to go down with the people in Zhuangzi to clean up and resettle, and come back to take turns later.

With a cold face, he glanced at the two maids, Lingmei and Linglan, who had come from the mansion in advance, and seeing them take a step back shyly, Niu Dashan turned back and got into the car, blocking the view from the outside with his body.

With no one around, he greedily painted the sleeping face...

"Master." He leaned over to Duan Hongjin and called out in a low voice.

Duan Hongjin opened his eyes in a daze, saw a familiar face, subconsciously reached out to wrap his arms around his neck, buried him in his arms, and muttered: "I still want to sleep..."

Niu Dashan froze for a moment, his body tensed up, and he dared not touch him with his hands: "Master, master?"

Duan Hongjin yawned.

Wait, what did Niu Dashan call him?master?

"Cough, cough, cough!" The half-yawned yawn was instantly choked back, causing him to cough for a while, and all drowsiness disappeared.Quickly took advantage of the situation and left Niu Dashan.

Niu Dashan clenched his fists and knelt there—who did the master think he was?

Duan Hongjin was embarrassed and afraid that he would misunderstand, so he could only pretend to be nonchalant, and hummed softly: "What are you looking at? I just dreamed when I was a child that my mother and concubine came to call me."

Glancing at his red-hot ear tips, Niu Dashan remained silent.

No matter who he dreamed of, he had no right to interfere with his master's affairs.

After getting off the carriage, after a little freshening up, Duan Hongjin stayed with Niu Dashan and had lunch together in the main hall.

Since the kitchen only had his share, Duan Hongjin reckoned that it wasn't enough, so he asked someone to bring over a plate of steamed buns.

Although this Zhuangzi is not as exquisite as the mansion in the capital, it is indeed spacious. The main courtyard alone is twice as big as the mansion.

Although the Zhuangzi had been repaired two years ago, except for the main courtyard, the rest of the place is still a bit dilapidated.

After all, the master's house is in the backyard of the deep palace, and this Zhuangzi probably won't be patronized once in the next few decades. He can maintain the dignity of the main courtyard. From Duan Hongjin's point of view, these servants are still honest and responsible.

Duan Hongjin walked around the main courtyard and looked around.

This courtyard is as beautiful as it is beautiful, but it is too soft and delicate.

He is worthy of being the Zhuangzi left by his grandmother to his concubine mother, and in the hands of her concubine for more than ten years.

"Uncle An, this Zhuangzi has to change." Duan Hongjin clicked his tongue twice.

"Hey, master, what do you want to change it into? Taking advantage of the repair time, the slaves made it together." Manager An replied with a smile.

"There are too many flowers and plants. Get some out and make them beautiful. Send some to the second brother, third brother, and grandpa's house." Duan Hongjin looked around and mentioned this first.

Manager An nodded to indicate that he had made a note of it.

"Plant a big tree here, and put a set of stone tables and chairs under it, to enjoy the cool in summer and the snow in winter." He walked a few steps, glanced at the brown wood behind him, "Put a sandbag next to it."

Steward An was surprised: "Master wants to practice martial arts?"

Duan Hongjin coughed twice: "Well, I exercise occasionally."

"Then I want to find you a martial arts instructor?"

"No need, isn't Dashan ready-made?"

An Guanshi thought about it, so he stopped talking.

Niu Dashan just raised his eyebrows and remained silent.

After walking around Zhuangzi, Duan Hongjin was surprised: "It's so broken, I thought it was pretty good just looking at the main courtyard."

Manager An smiled: "However, there are not many people living in it for more than ten years."

Li Jucai, the attendant of Zhuangzi who accompanied him, hurriedly bowed down and pleaded guilty: "It's all slaves who don't take good care of them."

"Okay." Duan Hongjin waved his hand, "I won't pursue what happened in the past. Uncle An probably told you about my temper when I came here. Please give me peace of mind. I just shot so many people before." , I don’t want to do it again for the time being.”

Li Guanshi wiped his forehead and said with an apologetic smile: "Master, don't worry, the servant will save it."