The monk who is going to cross me is bent

"Master, this is a letter from Master Hou."

Director Liang waited in front of the closed study door for a while before Zhuang Yan's voice came from inside, "Come in."

When Lao Liang walked in, Xiao Chi was standing behind Zhuang Yan. The distance between him and the young master was respectful and well-behaved, with his head bowed in a very obedient manner.

But two of the top buttons of Young Master Zhuang's clothes were unbuttoned as if afraid of the heat.

Manager Liang bowed to deliver the letter, glanced at the overly beautiful "book boy", and then left the study.

Zhuang Yan opened the newspaper, scanned it at a glance, then put it away.

Xiao Chi watched Zhuang Yan's face from the side, but couldn't see anything.

When there was no third person in the study, Zhuang Yan beckoned, "Xiaochi, come here, come closer to me... I'll finish the last section of this article, I'm going out in a while."

Xiao Chi asked in a low voice, "Master, do you have something to do?"

Zhuang Yan frowned, then let go, "My father will return home in the future."

"Hou Ye went on this trip for several months and returned with a great victory. The mansion must have a good celebration."

When his father, whom he hadn't seen for several months, returned home, Zhuang Yan showed no joy on his face, instead he was very calm, "It should be so."

As if realizing that his reaction was too flat, Zhuang Yan said again: "Why did you suddenly talk about celebrating? You are bored in the mansion and want to go out to play? Well... After a while, it will be summer and you will be in Jiangzhong During the Lantern Festival, if I can spare myself, I will take you to have a look."

Xiaochi smiled and said neither good nor bad, so Zhuang Yan continued to tell him about the article.

But it didn't take long before Zhuang Yan noticed something strange, "Xiaochi, why did you become a little absent-minded all of a sudden?"

"Master said he would take me out to play, I'm very happy." Xiaochi smiled softly, "I was thinking that Master is willing to take me out even though he is so busy, and I suddenly felt that I should be very happy to be by my side all the time. "

These words made Zhuang Yan's heart throb with warmth, he took Xiao Chi's hand, and touched the back of his silky hand.

"Xiaochi, I'm going west in summer and autumn." Zhuang Yan said.

Xiaochi's reaction today seemed to be half a beat slow, he repeated: "...to the west?"

"After Yuangang City, go westward to Wisteria Village. My mother left me an old house there, and I will take you there if I have a chance. But in autumn, I will go there to collect military rations. We are there There is a large piece of fertile land, and a counselor proposed to march there to set up farmland."

"However... I have always led the elite soldiers in the army myself. It takes a few days to go back and forth from here to the west. I am also involved in the affairs of the Marquis Mansion. It is inconvenient to be too far away, so the elite cavalry is still here. Follow me stationed."

Xiaochi nodded quietly. Zhuang Yan didn't notice his perfunctory and absent-mindedness. After finishing this article, Zhuang Yan went to busy with his own affairs. If you need anything, use my token to get it."

Together with Supervisor Liang, Xiaochi sent Zhuang Yan out of the Hou Mansion.

Xiaochi's status is not as good as before. The last time he came in, he was still a slave with his hands and feet bound. Now that he is next to the young master, all boats will rise and he can leave Zhuang Yan's yard.

However, his largest range of activities in the Hou's Mansion was to stand in front of the Hou's Mansion and watch Zhuang Yan leave.

The iron gate of the Hou Mansion was slowly pushed up by the guards, and the blue sky of the long street disappeared behind the gate, and in the eyes of the sky, only the corner of the mansion was left.

He doesn't like it, but he can't escape.

He followed Director Liang and returned to the young master's yard all the way. On the way, he met many servants in charge, and they all looked at him quietly.

Manager Liang felt that something was wrong, and even took half a step back, blocking the eyes of others from looking at Xiaochi.In his heart, since this person is already hired by the young master, no one is allowed to peep and discuss.

While walking in the mansion, Xiaochi accidentally saw two people who had a relationship once.

When he first entered the Zhuang mansion, the beauty surnamed Wang who scratched his face was asking people to bring new clothes into his yard with a box on the left and a box on the right.

The supervisor of the Zhuang Mansion was chatting with him beside him, both of them had false smiles on their faces.

This young man surnamed Wang once drew blood on Xiaochi's face with his fingernails, and now it has been nearly a month, and under the effect of the ointment Master Zhuang ordered him to apply every day, the mark has also faded into a faint white mark.

Xiaochi's status is different from before, Wang Gongzi met his eyes, snorted arrogantly, and couldn't hide the jealousy on his face.

When passing by the manager, the manager let out a hey hey, "You little fox is very scheming. There are so many people in the whole Zhuang mansion, you are the first one who can hook up with the young master. The young master has a kind heart. If you follow him, naturally you won't." sorry for you."

Xiaochi walked away calmly as if he hadn't heard.

Director Liang frowned. After all, he didn't want to offend the head of the house, so he patiently left.

When Zhuanghou returned to the mansion the next day, Xiaochi didn't go out to greet him, but he knew that Zhuanghou was back.

The owner of Zhuang's mansion came back at noon, and the whole mansion was busy, while Xiaochi's was sitting quietly in his room, and he could vaguely hear the voices of servants talking outside.

Xiaochi closed the doors and windows and didn't read a book. He just sat on his bed with his eyes downcast, wondering what he was thinking.

The sun was slowly setting from the west, Xiaochi stayed quietly, as if waiting for a trial.

When night fell, he finally heard noisy voices coming from Zhuang Yan's yard.

Manager Liang rarely panicked and said: "This is the young master's yard, how can you trespass without your order!"

"Marquis Zhuang has an order, who dares not to obey? What about the Luo E slave who fled privately?"

When Xiaochi opened his eyes, he knew that he still couldn't escape after all.

Sure enough, Zhuanghou still remembered him.

He pulled out the dagger and hid it in his sleeve, jumped off the bed, and pushed open the door.

The confrontation in the courtyard stopped.

Xiao Chi glanced at Old Liang, and was taken away obediently.

Escorted by the guards, Xiaochi left Zhuang Yan's courtyard. The person he was about to meet was the No. [-] prince in Jiangbei who was famous all over the world for his cruelty.

Zhuanghou's yard in the mansion is much deeper than the young master's yard, Xiaochi walked in step by step, but his heart sank little by little.

He hid an unsheathed dagger in his sleeve.

The young master told him that the only chance of success... is to sit in his arms.

He was able to sit in the young master's arms. The young master's embrace was warm, and his shoulders were strong and strong, which made him flustered, but somehow relieved.

But Zhuang Hou's embrace...

Xiaochi's body trembled slightly, suppressing his fear with all his strength.

He was sent directly to Zhuang Hou's main courtyard.

The guard who escorted him opened the door, but only guarded the door, not taking a step inside.They stared at Xiaochi silently and coldly, as if they were urging him to enter the door by himself, not to force them to do it.

At that moment, the blood in Xiaochi's body turned cold, and his feet seemed to weigh ten thousand catties, so he had to step into the room stiffly.

Inside and outside the house, there are two completely different temperatures and atmospheres.

When Koike walked in, he saw a man sitting in the middle seat drinking.

It was clearly the beginning of spring and the weather was no longer cold, but the charcoal fire in the house was burning extremely vigorously.

Zhuang Hou only wore a layer of unlined clothing, pouring wine on his own.

A beauty in red was crawling at his feet, Xiaochi took a look and recognized that it was the prince who claimed to be the most favored prince in the mansion.At this time, he no longer faced his arrogance and domineering, and knelt down at Zhuang Hou's feet.

Prince Wang was wearing a seductive red dress, and his delicate hairstyle was already messed up. He didn't even dare to raise his head, his body was trembling uncontrollably, but because he didn't get permission, he didn't even dare to make a cry .

Zhuanghou drank for a while, then raised his head and glanced at Xiaochi.

There is a kind of person in this world, even if he doesn't have any expression on his face, just relying on the aura around him can make people feel scared.

Zhuang Hou is undoubtedly such a person.

He is in his forties this year, just in his prime.Because he is a military commander, his body in single clothes can also be seen to be strong, full of threats and pressures of predatory.

He and Zhuang Yan have completely different demeanors. If it weren't for the somewhat similar eyebrows and facial contours of the father and son, no one would believe that these two people with vastly different demeanors are father and son connected by blood. .

It's just that the room is too hot.

The moment Xiaochi saw Zhuang Hou raised his head, he seemed to have returned to the continuous fire that day.

The collapsed beams fell heavily on the ground, and the fire on the ruined wall came head-on with a heat wave. The flames splashed in all directions, and the faint cries of help from the same people still rang in their ears.

The wind rolled up the ashes from the fire on the ground, exuding unspeakable despair and sadness.

The flame seemed to be burning on Xiaochi's face again, there was a pain that burned his soul, and he whipped him repeatedly with every breath.

At this moment, he almost had the urge to turn around and run away.

But when Zhuang Hou glanced over, his intuition made a decision faster than reason, and Xiaochi knelt down in front of the table without saying a word.

When he saw Prince Zhuang who was shaking like chaff at Zhuang Hou's feet, he knew that things would be difficult today.

There was no sound in the room, and Marquis Zhuang didn't say a word, only the crisp sound of wine pouring from the jug and hitting the wine cup could be heard.

This short moment of effort is almost longer than a year.

Until the door behind Koike opened again.

The chief manager of the Zhuang Mansion, who was very beautiful and majestic in the daytime, screamed like a pig butcher, was dragged in by Zhuang Hou's personal soldiers, and fell to the ground hard.

Zhuanghou finally opened his mouth and said the first words since Xiaochi came in, "It's very noisy."

His voice conveyed a kind of chilling coldness, which is the coercion that has lived on people for a long time and is in charge of the life and death of ants.

The manager's yelling stopped abruptly. He looked at the prince kneeling at Zhuanghou's feet, and then at Xiaochi next to him, his heart suddenly turned cold.

When these Luo E slaves entered the mansion, he knew that the child kneeling next to him had been paid special attention to by Lord Hou.It's just that he was fascinated by the money at the time, and he even dealt with Xiaochi privately with the prince. He didn't expect that Lord Hou would expose this matter just after he returned to the mansion.

With a purple face, he got up tremblingly, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "I know my mistakes, I know my mistakes! I beg you to read it because I have served you for many years and have worked hard without credit. Forgive me." This slave is dead!"

Zhuang Hou's majesty is shocking, "What's wrong with you?"

The steward raised his hand, slapped himself several times, and whimpered: "This slave was deceived by lard, and secretly accepted bribes from the prince, and dared to deal with the Lord's people without asking for instructions! This slave is disrespectful, slave! He deserves death!"

The author has something to say:

Zhuang Yan dragged Xiaochi away: What kind of Hou Ye's man?This is my person, don't worry about anyone!