I am poor, I installed [Quick Transmigration]

Huo Ran's chin was lifted by the toe of his boots, so it was logical that he saw this young man from Rong Zhai for the first time.

He seemed to be two years younger than him, wearing a snow-white fox-faced cloak, half-hidden with a fairy face behind the snow-white fox fur, exuding an inherent nobility and coolness.

Huo Ran's heart thumped, his whole body was hot, he didn't understand what was wrong with his body for a while, and his expression was a little dazed.

Director Wang couldn't stand it any longer. He slapped his thigh and flew into a rage: "Presumptuous! Who allowed you to look directly at the young master!?"

As he said that he was about to take off the leather whip around his waist, Rong Huai raised his hand to hold down the whip body. Manager Wang was startled, and quickly knelt down in fear: "Little master, did you hurt you? It's all your fault. , it’s all the slaves’ fault.”

"Didn't you hear what I mean?" Rong Huai said lightly, "He will take Que'er's place from now on."

Mr. Wang responded again and again.

Rong Huai beckoned, and immediately a servant presented a slave contract, and he threw the slave contract in front of Huo Ran: "Sign it."

Knowing that once the contract of slavery is signed, he will completely become a slave of this Rong Zhai. Huo Ran doesn't think that stealing a meager life is more important than being proud, but at this time, like a ghost, he drew a pledge on it.

When Rong Huai took the slave contract back into his arms, Huo Ran realized what he had done just now, with disgust and hatred in his eyes.

Although he didn't show it on his expression, he didn't hide the disgust and coldness in his eyes.

"Can the slave look directly at the master?" Rong Huai stepped on Huo Ran's shoulder with the sole of his boot, looking down into his eyes: "It seems that you still owe some rules."

Director Wang said at the right time: "Young master, I will arrange for someone to teach him the rules."

Rong Huai let out a "hmm", turned around and walked into the house, the snow-white cloak drew a white arc in mid-air.Manager Wang asked again: "Young master, then these villagers..."

"Throw them all out." Rong Huai brushed off the hem of his clothes indifferently, "Dirty my land."

Director Wang repeatedly promised to arrange for people to drive out the villagers, and then sent two experienced stewards to teach Huo Ran the rules.

He didn't forget about Liu Lingzhi, but Liu Lingzhi was Rong Huai's maid, she had to serve Rong Huai during the day, and only at night did she have time to learn the rules from the old mother.

The old mother is an old maid who retired from the palace, and Liu Lingzhi is glib and good at playing tricks, and she can't get any favors in front of them, and her life is unspeakably miserable.

Rong Huai went back to the inner room, and the inner room was all magnificent, with jade case and gums, purple wood and golden altar, and the sacred beast cage in the corner was filled with the fragrance of tranquility, and the maid knelt down on the ground in the corner.

To build such a luxurious house in a small place like Xianju County, it can be seen that the Rong family is wealthy, and Rong Huai is indeed the most beloved youngest son in the family as shown in the data.

The system gasped in admiration: "It's really extravagant. This white jade bed alone is worth tens of thousands of gold. Even kings and grandchildren can't live in such a nice house!"

"What are these?" Rong Huai laughed and didn't take it seriously: "It's just a small family."

"Is this still called Xiaomenxiaohu?" The system was speechless.

Rong Huai unbuttoned his cloak, let the maidservants look down to unbutton and unbutton him, and then walked into the bathtub connected by the inner room.

The original owner was delicate and frail, and had to take a medicinal bath for two to three hours every day, and the maidservants prepared plates of melons and fruits by the pool, and then knelt on the ground and asked, "Young master, is there anything else you want to order? "

Rong Huai closed his eyes and said, "Bring the account books for these two months."

The maid promised to bring the account book of Yue Rong's house, and Rong Huai quickly flipped through ten lines at a glance.

Since the mother clan is the largest imperial merchant in the dynasty, there are many shops under the name of Ronghuai. Unfortunately, the original owner doesn't know how to do business. , he didn't even know it.

Rong Huai picked out more than a dozen suspicious items, picked them out with a Chinese ink pen, and then threw the account book in front of Manager Wang: "Let someone check it out."

Director Wang immediately sent someone to do it without stopping.

It was only then that Rong Huai thought of Huo Ran, "Has Queer's rules been improved?"

Manager Wang led him to the backyard, with a frowning expression on his face: "I'm afraid Que'er will not be able to serve the young master for a short time. He has a violent temper, and even if the two stewards whip him, he will not do anything. He is a hard bone, and it is very difficult."

As soon as I arrived at the gate of the backyard, I could hear the scolding and whipping of the steward inside.

Huo Ran stood there upright, the sackcloth on his body had been replaced with silk cloth, but he was whipped one by one by the whip, when Rong Huai walked in, the whipping had stopped.

A ray of familiar Ningshen fragrance penetrated into the tip of his nose, Huo Ran trembled all over, and immediately turned his head to look.

Director Wang whispered: "This guy is very difficult to deal with, and he is unwilling to learn the rules. The two stewards took turns and failed to restrain him."

Rong Huai raised a smile on his lips: "Really?"

He slowly walked in front of Huo Ran, the two were very close, Huo Ran's body stiffened, and he could smell the scent of tranquilizing spirit and the light medicinal bath on his body.

"Aren't you willing to abide by the rules?" Rong Huai said softly, "I remember... there is an old father in your family who can't walk?"

Huo Ran raised his head suddenly, the ferocious red in his eyes looked like a beast of hatred, whenever he had the opportunity, he would definitely bite through the throat of a person.

The system was taken aback and asked, "Master, why do you want to provoke Huo Ran again and again?"

Huo Ran's background is not complicated. He lost his mother in his early years, and the only father in his family is a handicapped father who also suffers from severe tuberculosis. When his father is in good health, he can barely work in the fields, but most of the time he lives Huo Ran shouldered all the burden.

In the plot, although Rong Huai let Huo Ran go according to Liu Lingzhi's words, he caused a lot of troubles for Huo Ran's family in private, such as raising taxes, secretly destroying rice fields, and even forcing the father and son to conscription, etc...

But Rong Huai is cannon fodder after all, he let the father and son join the army, Huo Ran made many military exploits because of this opportunity, and became a marquis in World War I, but Huo Ran's father died of illness before enlisting in the army.

So the Rong family was brutally retaliated by Huo Ran.

His father can be said to be Huo Ran's only bondage, so when he heard that Rong Huai was going to attack Huo Ran's father, the system was very nervous: "What exactly do you want to do, host? Are you planning to torment Ah Yan again?"

It remembers that Mu Yan was tortured by Rong Huai, is it Huo Ran's turn now?

Sure enough, he is the Great Demon King, his nature has not changed at all!

"Although the host doesn't know the past between you two, I don't think Ah Yan will betray you. There must be some difficulties. You should stop torturing him all the time," the system pretended to persuade.

In fact, it waited secretly in the background, maybe the host will overturn this time.

Rong Huai didn't pay attention to the system's small thoughts, and his expression remained calm: "How about it, have you thought about it?"

Huo Ran clenched his palms tightly and did not move.

Rong Huai turned around and left, before he could take two steps, a "plop" came from behind him.

Huo Ran lowered his eyes and knelt on the ground with a hoarse voice: "I am willing to learn the rules."

Rong Huai stopped in his tracks, and glanced at Manager Wang with a half-smile but not a smile: "Bone?"

Manager Wang made a flattering and shy face, and flattered: "How can we compare to the young master, but the young master has the ability to calm this kid with just a few words."

Rong Huai smiled lightly.

Huo Ran lowered his eyes and knelt on the cold ground. Hearing the soft chuckle above him, he suddenly tightened his fists to hide the hatred and humiliation in his eyes.

The system gloats in the background, it doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, and secretly prays that the host will overturn this time.

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Three days later, Huo Ran, who had learned the rules, was led by Manager Wang into the inner room with his head down. When he walked to the door of the wing room, Manager Wang warned him sharply: "Everything must be obeyed by the young master, do you understand?"

Huo Ran promised that he was put in. As soon as he stepped into the inner room, he realized how out of place he was here. The half-person-high purple coral was randomly placed at the door, and the alcove was filled with a light fragrance of tranquility. The ornaments inside All are exquisite and elegant, and even the screens are priceless peacock jadeite screens.

If it were anyone else, they would probably be dazzled, but Huo Ran looked away after two glances, stopped looking around, and knelt quietly on the ground.

After a while, a hoarse voice came from inside: "Come in."

Huo Ran bowed his head and walked in.

Although the steward used the leather whip when following the rules, the leather whip was specially made and would not leave any scars. The marks on Huo Ran's body had already faded away. Size, so the elbow and ankle are an inch shorter.

The more he walked in, the more fragrant the Ningshen fragrance floating in the air became. Huo Ran noticed the gold wire birdcage hanging on the window lattice at a glance. There should have been a lovely and lively canary inside, but now it was empty. Only a thin strand remained.

I almost forgot, now I have replaced the bird, trapped in this luxurious house.

It's a pity that he is afraid that he will never know how to please him in his whole life.

Huo Ran thought indifferently.

Rong Huai was leaning on the beauty pillow, holding a white piece in his hand, and the piece landed on the chessboard with a soft "click".

Huo Ran walked up to Rong Huai and knelt down according to the rules he had learned. His trousers, which were already a few inches short, were rolled up again, but he didn't care, and only said in a hoarse voice: "Young master, slave father..."

"Hush," Rong Huai interrupted him with a raised finger: "Watching chess without saying a word, have you heard of it?"

Huo Ran's palms on his knees were clenched suddenly, his father was no match for a game of chess with Rong Huai.

The inner room was completely quiet, and Huo Ran's eyes gradually moved from the ground to the top, only to realize that there was no one on the opposite side of Rong Huai, and he was playing chess with himself.

The cuffs were pulled up, revealing the jade white slender wrist, which was more attractive than the crystal clear chess piece. Huo Ran was a little dazed looking at it, his eyes were empty for a while, and his heart unconsciously calmed down.

He was different from others since he was a child. His heart seemed to be burning with a blazing flame all the time, which made him painful and irritable, but it seemed that as long as he was around Rong Huai, the blazing flame seemed to be moistened, becoming peaceful and soft.

After a game of chess was over, Rong Huai tapped the chessboard with his fingertips, and Huo Ran immediately put the pieces on the board back into the jade cup. After all this was done, he knelt back again.

"Is the shoulder injury still there?" Rong Huai put his palm on Huo Ran's shoulder, feeling the muscles under his palm stiff and tense, he withdrew his hand: "Take off your clothes, let me have a look."

Huo Ran's knuckles tightened slightly, and then he unbuttoned his clothes, took off the dusty silk clothes, revealing his strong shoulders, Rong Huai touched the brown scab with his fingertips, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Huo Ran said frankly: "It doesn't hurt."

But very itchy.

Rong Huaiyu's white and cold fingertips touched his wound, causing numbness and itching uncontrollably. Huo Ran's back unknowingly dripped sweat, the sweat soaked into his clothes, and his wet muscles glistened with water.

Fortunately, this torture didn't last long, Rong Huai withdrew his hand, Huo Ran heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately put on his clothes.

Rong Huai said: "I have prepared a gift for you."

Huo Ran suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Rong Huai brought a heavy wooden jade box from the jade case, opened the lid, and inside lay a smooth, finger-thick iron chain.

Huo Ran's cheeks twitched in the glaring humiliation, and his palms around his knees were clenched suddenly.

Rong Huai approached Huo Ran, and smiled softly in his ear: "How can my sparrow be without a chain?",