The pretty boy of the landlord's house

Du Zhou copied all the invitations for the guests all night, his hands were sore, Tweety was about to rub him, and Zhao Fengye happened to come over, seeing her actions, he couldn't help but give him a cold look.

Tweet was so frightened that she immediately backed away, and Zhao Fengye sat next to Du Zhou, took his slender hand, and kneaded his wrist to ease his discomfort.

Du Zhou asked Tweety to send the invitation to Butler Zhou, and asked people to send out the post quickly.

After Cui'er left, Du Zhou asked Zhao Fengye, "What did my father tell you just now, did he not make things difficult for you?"

"Just gossip." Zhao Fengye put his hand in the palm of his hand and carefully traced his fingers. His fingers were slender and fair, his nails were pink in color, and his fingertips were round and neat. Hand holding a pen.

Du Zhou felt a little itchy when he touched him, so he quickly withdrew his hand and said, "If only you remembered something, otherwise we will get married, and you won't even have a relative by your side."

"Well, if we remember in the future, we can do it again." Zhao Fengye smiled.

Du Zhou's eyes widened, and he looked at Zhao Fengye. He had something to say to him, but now he didn't know how to say it.

It seems that the set of marriage is just a stopgap measure, the two have nothing to do with each other, if he regrets it in the future, he can directly reconcile and leave, and he will also pay compensation, etc., which is not applicable to Zhao Fengye.

Seeing that he seemed to have something to say, Zhao Fengye asked with a smile, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Oh, that... Take a look at the menu of our wedding banquet. The lo mei and pudding I bought today seem to be good, and my father also said it was delicious." Du Zhou quickly changed the subject.

Zhao Fengye took a look at the menu, Shen Bojun really attached great importance to Du Zhou, these dishes are more than enough for a scholar-bureaucrat's house, and there will be some running water seats outside the house, so that the congratulatory villagers can also have food.

Seeing this, Zhao Fengye said, "I'll ask Yu Shijiu when the time comes."

"Hey, this Yu Nineteen said before that he would come to my house as an accountant. Maybe I hate that I didn't invite him in person. Next time I come, I will test his arithmetic. If possible, I will stay." After reconciling the accounts with Zhao Fengye's help, his father gave him several account books about saving money, housing loans, and interest.

He's really one head two big, but very interested.

If someone can help with the calculation, he can check it and watch his property increase day by day, that would be great.

Zhao Fengye reminded: "He is just a farmer in Yujia Village, how could he settle accounts?"? "It's okay to take the exam. It's not easy to find a reliable accountant these days." When Du Zhou thought of the separation of the family, many long-term workers followed his father to the new house, and he was a little troubled.

I only know that oil and rice are expensive, and if I am looking for a long-term worker, the monthly salary will have to increase a little, more than [-] yuan a month, which will be a lot of money over the years!

Zhao Fengye reached out and touched his head, and said with a smile: "Go to the market tomorrow, maybe you will find a reliable long-term worker."

"How can it be that simple?" Du Zhou propped his chin, thinking to himself, will the man in front of him be a free labor force in the future?

Du Zhou felt dizzy from reading the ledger, so he flipped through the agricultural map he brought from the bookstore, trying to find out if there were any sweet potatoes on it.

Zhao Fengye also took a book from the desk, which was made of farm tools, and it took some time to find these books.

There were still many drafts of Du Zhou's paintings on the table. He glanced at Du Zhou's study again. There were some sage books on the bookshelves. He used to have a good literary talent, but now he is working hard for his family business every day.

"You don't have to be so anxious about these things." Zhao Fengye reminded, "If you want to test for fame, go for it."

"Hey, no, I heard that the money for building the canal was stolen, and there will be a severe drought in the coming year. If the harvest is not good, I don't know how many people will die." Du Zhou sighed.

Zhao Fengye suddenly clenched Du Zhou's wrist and stared at him for a while. Du Zhou realized something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Fengye lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes blocked the expression in his eyes. He asked, "How do you know that the money for building the canal was stolen?"

Du Zhou scratched his head and said, "It's what Yu Shijiu said, maybe it's nonsense, but I'd rather believe it."

"Oh." Zhao Fengye pursed his lips.

Du Zhou felt that there was something wrong with his condition, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. He said to himself: "It would be good if we could grow some new food."

"Yes." Zhao Fengye replied absently.

When Du Zhou got up the next day, when he went out, he saw people in twos and threes gathered together, muttering and muttering, not knowing what they were talking about.

Du Zhou called Cui'er and asked him to inquire about it. Cui'er came back and said, "The concierge said that in the past few days, he always heard someone talking, but when he got up to see there was no one, he thought it was haunted."

"Is there such a thing?" Du Zhou frowned.

Tweety said again: "Last night when the concierge got up at night, he saw a black figure and thought there was a thief, but he was knocked unconscious on the ground. It was freezing cold, but the thief was dragged into the room by him. However, he was also frightened, and he was sent to grab medicine early this morning, and housekeeper Zhou asked him to take leave."

Come on, the family was short of manpower, and now it's even worse.

Tweety said: "Master, do you want to go to the market to have a look? We are new permanent workers, we must find some skilled workers."

"Try your best." Du Zhou rubbed his eyes, still a little sleepy.

He was planning to go to the street with Zhao Fengye, but Zhou Steward hurried over and said: "Hurry up, take Zhou'er to hide for a while, someone from the Yamen is here to arrest someone."

"What's going on?" Du Zhou suddenly regained his energy.

Steward Zhou pushed him to the back door, and said, "Go out to avoid the limelight, let's deal with the family affairs first, and wait until it's all right..."

"Search for me, I must find Du Zhou today." Li Zhongju rushed into the back house with a few yamen servants.

Shen Bojun was almost pushed to the ground, Du Zhou hurried over to support him, glared at the person, and asked, "What are you doing here? Do you still want to come and rob someone?"

Li Zhongju looked at Du Zhou and said with a sinister smile, "Stealing people? You think too much of yourself? I'm doing business today, and you deliberately hurt people and even sent people to kill people to silence them. Is there such a thing?"

"I killed people to silence my mouth? Who did I kill?" Du Zhou snorted coldly, thinking that this person really could say all kinds of nonsense?

Li Zhongju said with a smile on his face, "All the villagers in Wujia Village saw it last night."

Du Zhou said eloquently: "You spouted blood with no evidence and no evidence. I have never done something, but you want to pour dirty water on me."

"Aren't you spitting blood? Go and confront Xu Hansheng in the courtroom." Li Zhong raised his hand and asked the yamen servant to support Du Zhou.

When Du Zhou heard Xu Hansheng's name, he couldn't help looking at Li Zhongju in surprise. Xu Hansheng dared to sue him because he had evil intentions in his house?

Seeing his expression, Li Zhongju couldn't help but sneered and said, "Hmph, have nothing to say? I know everything about you. You kept a wild man in your house, and Xu Hansheng broke it. It doesn't count if you beat him up. Murder to silence, Du Zhou, Du Zhou, who on earth gave you the guts to be so ruthless?"

Du Zhou glared at Li Zhongju, and he said more and more proudly: "It's a pity that such a good-looking boy is accused of being an old widower. Let me accompany you tonight... ah..."

Before his hand touched Du Zhou, it was hit by something. There was a sound of cracking bones, and Li Zhongju covered his hands and screamed.

The stone fell to the ground.

"Who plotted against me? Who is it?" Li Zhongju hid behind the yamen servant in fright.

The two yamen servants couldn't take Du Zhou into consideration, and pointed their knives at the air, very vigilant.

Du Zhou helped Shen Bojun to retreat, fearing that they might accidentally hurt someone, so Steward Zhou also asked his servants to hide aside.

Li Zhongju's eyes were red from the pain, and he said, "What kind of hero is hiding in the dark?"

"Are you going to challenge me one-on-one?" Zhao Fengye's cold voice sounded.

When Li Zhongju saw Zhao Fengye, he was immediately overwhelmed by his aura, but in the next second he was jealous and hated, and said, "You are the dog man who committed adultery with Du Zhou, you have a part in killing people, come here, Take it for me."

"Obey." The two yamen servants rushed up, ready to punch and kick Zhao Fengye.

Du Zhou screamed in fright: "Xingkuo, get out of the way."

Naturally, the yamen servant couldn't hit Zhao Fengye, but was beaten to the ground by him three or two times. Li Zhongju saw that he was not good, and ran while saying: "You wait for me, you are beating the imperial court official!"

"Which one is the official of the imperial court?" Zhao Fengye sneered and said, "Just ask him to come and see me."

Li Zhongju didn't have any official positions, and relied on his father who was the magistrate and the elder brother who was the county magistrate, but relying on these alone was enough for him to do whatever he wanted for his generation in Nanzhou.

The two yamen servants helped each other to leave, and before leaving, they gave Zhao Fengye a hard look back.

Du Zhou saw that people ran away, so he hurried to Zhao Fengye's side, and said with concern: "Are you okay, I saw a yamen servant hit you just now...do you feel uncomfortable?"

Zhao Fengye smiled and said, "No problem."

Shen Bojun also had lingering fears, he was terribly frightened just now.

After waiting for a while, Shen Bojun calmed down and said, "Zhou Rong, pack your luggage for the young master and young master Biao, and go out to avoid the limelight."

"What's wrong?" Zhao Fengye asked suspiciously.

Du Zhou also came to his senses and said: "You hit the younger brother of the county magistrate, he will definitely not let our family go, and their father is still the magistrate."

"Don't run." Zhao Fengye said confidently and calmly, without any fear of the Li family.

Du Zhou wondered: "Why? Do you have any ideas?"

Zhao Fengye was silent for a moment, then gave an unconvincing reason, and said: "We are sitting upright, I think the Skynet is not missing, and we won't blame good people."

Du Zhou was still a little anxious, and said again: "That's what I said..."

"Don't worry, if you really come to the door, I will bear the big deal." Zhao Fengye said.

Du Zhou didn't even loosen his brows.