You have the ability to spread rumors, and you have the ability to make fake plays for real.

In the afternoon, Zhan Ziran, who spread rumors outside, reported back.

"It's all spread?" Zhan Ziran coughed twice.

The weather has turned cold recently, and winter is about to begin. When he got up in the morning, he didn't pay attention. He drank a few mouthfuls of the cold wind that slipped in through the window, and he only felt his head swell.

"It got out," the man said.

Zhan Ziran nodded.

The man left and Qi Le came in.

Zhan Ziran squinted his eyes and leaned on the chair, the sunlight slipped in from the window and poured on Zhan Ziran's face, his pale face seemed to be blown away.

Zhan Ziran asked Qi Le to go down to get some food, and Qi Le brought a bowl of hot soup in his hand.

Blowing off the heat of the hot soup, there are some green vegetables and shredded chicken underneath, and a few pieces of wolfberry floating on top.

"Hey, we are all so poor, can't we afford goji berries?" Zhan Ziran took a sip and laughed at himself.

In the past, the goji berries in this soup were added desperately as if they didn’t need money, but now it seems that there are a few chopped green onions floating on the clear soup with little water.

And now he especially wants to eat big fish and big meat, pork ribs, pork knuckle, glutinous rice chicken...

Xia Le, the doctor who treated Zhan Ziran, was ruthless. Every prescription must have a lot of taboos, and the main idea is light.

Zhan Ziran wanted to fly away from the bland recipes for half a year.

Qi Le nodded sincerely: "Yes, young master, there is only half a bag of goji berries left in the kitchen, so I didn't dare to put more."

Zhan Ziran almost spit out soup, feeling that the world is so cold, he couldn't help being a little sad, not only can't afford big fish and meat, even the clear soup and water will be gone.

"What's going on at Li's house?" Zhan Ziran wiped his mouth and asked unhurriedly.

"I heard early in the morning that Li Ye was scolded by Mr. Li, and I heard from the servant in the corner that Li Ye was scolded bloody by Mr. Li, and he couldn't explain it."

Pfft, Zhan Ziran laughed out loud.

Li Ye didn't do anything too outrageous to him yesterday. He was scolded by his own father, but he still couldn't retaliate. Of course, he couldn't argue with it.

Thinking of how the other party was being scolded, Zhan Ziran felt a lot more relieved and raised his legs.

"Deserving it."

Lao Tzu's hands are not so easy to touch.

"However, Master Li ordered his subordinates to investigate who spread the news, and Li Ye immediately said that you, young master, you..." Qi Le said.

Zhan Ziran smiled: "I can't find our side, I let them do it very cleanly, even if they suspect 100% that I did it, there is no evidence, I will not admit it, and by the way, I will say that it was Li It is not difficult for Ye to slander me deliberately if he wants me to fail."

Qi Le stood by and couldn't say anything, Zhan Ziran never thought about this before.

I remember that Zhan Ziran two years ago was still the young master who would be seen through even if he told a lie.

Even so, Zhan Ziran never knew that he would be found out because someone would spoil him.

Qi Le said: "That's right, Li's family searched Fantian, but they couldn't find the source."

Zhan Ziran nodded and said, "Even if he finds out that it's me, what I did to kill Li Ye, there are so many eyes on my house, there can't be any fakes."

The servants that Li Ye brought that day were not brought into the mansion.

It was Li Ye who wanted to pretend to be a good person, and didn't want to scare Zhan Ziran.

Second, even though the Zhan family was defeated, it was still considered a big family, and he didn't want to be blatant. He only brought a cronies with him when he entered the house.

This allowed Zhan Ziran to take advantage of the loophole.

Qi Le thought, outsiders can't believe that you are the young master of the Zhan family who ruined his reputation and spread this kind of news. No one will believe it, and Li Ye's reputation is not good.

In the end, Zhan Ziran seems to have lost nothing, no...

Zhan Ziran said indifferently with a smile: "Anyway, my reputation has long been like that. I'm not clean, and it doesn't matter if I have two more."

Qi Le couldn't hear Zhan Ziran say this to himself: "Master!"

"Okay, okay, help me to see what happened to that batch of goods," Zhan Ziran sent Qi Le away in fear of nagging.

Zhan Ziran was a little distressed, he was not born to do business, even if he was given an intact Zhan family inheritance, he would probably screw it up, let alone this dilapidated Zhan family.

No wonder Mr. Zhan wanted to give birth immediately, Zhan Ziran thought heartlessly.

This batch of goods was purchased by Zhan Ziran himself, and he came to find an old partner in person.

All kinds of guarantees, and written guarantees in black and white, before these goods arrive, I hope that the turnover can be reduced so that the business can continue to operate.

Zhan Ziran's talent is not in this, he can only understand it from various business books, and he barely learned from his housekeeper, but he still can't make it to the stage now.

It's useless for him to be anxious, this thing really depends on talent.

For example, when I was in school, Zhan Ziran had poor grades because of his playfulness, so he learned to heel in the past few years.

As a result, in the last year and a half, he improved by leaps and bounds, and his academic and foreign language scores were top-notch. In the end, several teachers were alarmed and came to test him in person.

"Didn't I also graduate with high marks in the end..." Zhan Ziran murmured, but the person who wanted to show the report card was missing.

Zhan Ziran sat at the desk, thinking forward and backward. He hadn't talked to anyone in these years, but he didn't like any man after all.

At the beginning, out of impulse, he casually spread rumors about himself everywhere, but in fact, he didn't know whether Zhan Ziran liked men or not.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of the feeling when Li Ye grabbed his hand yesterday.

Li Ye is not ugly, he still has some good looks, and he is still considered pretty good in a sea city where there are many talented people.

But why do you feel sick?

Zhan Ziran washed with soap five times yesterday, and only then did he feel that he was clean.

Even Li Ye, who is not bad, can't do it, I'm afraid...

Zhan Ziran thought of something.

Eyes down.

What follows is a voice in the head.

It was a clear boyish voice, and a clean and beautiful face.

It was an exceptionally sunny day.

Zhan Ziran was doing homework with Mo Xu in the yard.

Mo Xulue frowned on his childish face: "Zhan Ziran, if you don't study hard now, you won't understand anything I say in the future."

Zhan Ziran held the pictorial in his hand.

Mo Xu said again: "Zhan Ziran, this word is not pronounced that way, did you hear it in class?"

Zhan Ziran cut his voice.

Mo Xu: "IG doesn't read ass, read with me..."

Zhan Ziran put down his pictorial impatiently: "Okay, butt, take a look, is my butt up and straight...does it look good?"

In the pictorial, there happened to be a charming girl with her hips up.

Mo Xu blushed, not knowing what to say.

Zhan Ziran turned around, revealing his waist. Some tight-fitting shirts outlined a beautiful arc on his back, and there were two shallow dimples in his waist.

A strip of snow-white skin was exposed between the hem of the white shirt and the waistband of the trousers, which was very dazzling.

Zhan Ziran asked, "Is it any good?"

Mo Xu looked away, held back for a long time, and spit out two words for a long time: "It looks good..."

Zhan Ziran was very proud of being able to hear the word "good-looking" from Mo Xu, who was more handsome than himself.

……

Zhan Ziran leaned on his chair and almost fell asleep just thinking about it.

But when he thought of this, he suddenly woke up.

Zhan Ziran's face was reddened visible to the naked eye. If there was no one around, he might have to get under the bed.

The tips of the ears are all red.

What was he talking about! ?

Ass, he was still young at that time, and he didn't know about Fengyue at all. Now that he understands, the thing between men and men is...

Thinking back to this, Zhan Ziran held his head, feeling a surge of regret, feeling ashamed and wishing he could commit suicide on the spot.

I'd rather die.

If Mo Xu, who has been abroad all these years, thinks that he is not a shameless flirt in his heart...

Fortunately, Mo Xuyuan is overseas, Zhan Ziran thought, and now he...I heard...he has changed a lot.

At this time, Qi Le, who had just gone out to help Zhan Ziran confirm the goods, opened the door and entered the room.

"I found someone to confirm it. The master over there said that the goods are on the way and will arrive in Haicheng tomorrow. Let us not worry."

After confirming the goods, Zhan Ziran heaved a sigh of relief, as long as it can be delayed, let's turn around first.

Zhan Ziran's hair was disheveled because he almost fell asleep just now, and his face was pale because of his poor health.

Qi Le worried: "The nourishing herbs these days..."

Zhan Ziran waved his hand, and said helplessly, "I don't care about it. Next, I don't think it's just medlar. I'm afraid it's the servants at home. I'm going to quit."

Ever since Zhan Ziran was in poor health, he had to eat nourishing ingredients or medicinal meals every day.

But after Zhanjia suffered a loss, it took him a long time to make up the time, which made him very empty and fell ill every three days.

Zhan Ziran said hesitantly, "You..."

"I want to follow you," Qi Le said anxiously, taking his words and not letting him continue.

Zhan Ziran smiled and said, "I'm going to be unable to eat. I'm going to give him some settling expenses for Butler Cai. I originally said I'd find you a wife..."

Qi Le was puzzled: "Master, where did you get the money?"

"My private money!" Zhan Ziran gritted his teeth. After graduating from university, he would occasionally help with translations or contribute articles to newspapers.

All of this was done without telling others, he didn't bother to explain why he didn't do business with Mr. Zhan, he insisted on fiddling with the pen.

This time, he spent more than half of the purchase, and the rest he wanted to settle down for the housekeeper and Qi Le, so that he would be much more relaxed, and the whole family would not be hungry if they were full.

Of course, taking out his small treasury made Zhan Ziran feel pain for a long time.

Zhan Ziran thought for a while, his white knuckles pushed the fragments of hair away from his eyes.

Zhan Ziran laughed, and said to Qi Le, "What kind of girl do you like? Virtuous? Quiet? Or that type, uh, charming?"

Qi Le blushed and shook his head again and again, he said: "I don't even want it, I just want to follow the young master!"

Zhan Ziran shook his head: "You also "broken your sleeve", what are you doing by my side?"

Qi Le became anxious: "Master, you are obviously not! Can you stop talking nonsense!"

"How do you know I'm not?" Zhan Ziran rolled his eyes.

"Ah...Young Master, you really..." Qi Le was a little confused, he really didn't know whether Zhan Ziran was telling the truth or not.

Qi Le grew up with Zhan Ziran, and Zhan Ziran couldn't hide any secrets from him since he was a child, but when he thought about it carefully, Zhan Ziran had never had any "rumors" with any girl!

Zhan Ziran was stared at by Qi Le with suspicious eyes, and he felt uncomfortable at first, so he quickly interrupted him: "What a fool, hurry down and get me something to eat, how can such a bowl of chicken soup be enough for breakfast, I'm hungry."

Hearing that Zhan Ziran was hungry, Qi Le had no choice but to shut up and go down to arrange lunch for him.

From after lunch until late at night, the weather was calm. Zhan Ziran heaved a sigh of relief and unbuttoned his white shirt one by one.

The collar was tightly attached to the snow-white neck, and it was stained with Zhan Ziran's unique smell. When Qi Le took the clothes out for washing, he could still smell the faint fragrance.

Qi Le turned on the brazier for Zhan Ziran, and slept in the side room as well.

Mo's Annex, study room on the second floor.

Zhao Zhiyu tidied up the books on the table, and glanced at Mo Xu who was lying on the rocking chair rubbing his eyebrows.

Mo Xu rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, revealing his strong and lean arms. The blood vessels on his arms protruded slightly, and his movements trembled slightly.

Two buttons on the collar of the white shirt were undone, and the line of the neck stretched along the line drawn on the collar. With breathing, it rose and fell slightly, and the hem of the clothes followed.

Even in the well-heated study room, there was still a bitter chill all over his body.

Zhao Zhiyu is the son of Mo Xu's former steward Zhao. When his father reaches his age, he will take over. He grew up with Mo Xu since he was a child.

Zhao Zhiyu said cautiously: "Master, what do you plan to do with the rumors about the young master of the Zhan family today?"

Mo Xu raised his head from the book in his other hand, his eyes were gloomy and cold, making people feel terrified.

"Young Master and Young Master Zhan are both old. For some reason, there are always rumors spreading from Young Master Zhan's side, but Young Master can't sit idly by. If you avoid talking about it, in the future..."

"Are you worried that I won't find a woman in the future?" Mo Xu sneered.

"That's not true, the young master is outstanding in appearance, everything is the best, of course there will be no shortage... It's just that there are always rumors that are always bad..." Zhao Zhiyu didn't dare to care about Mo Xu's affairs, so he could only make indirect remarks A few words.

"You're right," Mo Xu sat up straight suddenly.

Zhao Zhiyu said happily: "Master, do you want to refute the rumors?"

"I remember you said this morning that Zhan Ziran has a batch of goods going to Haicheng in the past two days."

Zhao Zhiyu roughly asked someone to find out about Xia Zhan Ziran today.

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Zhao Zhiyu thought that based on the relationship between Mo Xu and Zhan Ziran, Mo Xu probably wanted to help Zhan Ziran buy the goods and help him tide over the difficulties.

Zhao Zhiyu was about to speak to stop it, saying that this gang would be a disaster, I'm afraid it will be confirmed...

Mo Xu closed the book abruptly, and said with a sneer, "Go find some quick-witted ones and snatch his batch of goods."

Zhao Zhiyu, who poured the tea, trembled with his fingers and almost poured the tea out of the cup: "Ah? What?"

"Is it because I'm not speaking human language or you have camel hair stuffed in your ears?" Mo Xu sneered.

Zhao Zhiyu still doubted his ears, and asked after a while: "No, no, I'm just surprised."

Zhao Zhiyu swallowed his saliva: "Why do you grab the goods? And where do you put so many goods?!"

Mo Xu pointed to the ground: "Just put the goods in the yard, it should be big enough, right?"

Zhao Zhiyu was a little afraid that Mo Xu's behavior would be perverted, he opened his mouth, and finally said: "Big enough is big enough, this is the reason why the young master met you anyway, you..."

"That's right, the acquaintance field, won't he come to see me after I return to China? Do you think he will come to see me in person as an old acquaintance?"

Zhao Zhiyu said speechlessly: "That's for sure," you're already robbing people's lives...

Mo Xu is happy.