Going through the Red Mansions quickly means going against the system.

When Zhang Zhan woke up from his bed the next day, he couldn't help but hugged the quilt and muttered "sin".

Although nothing happened, after all, he came too late (no), Feng Yuan felt a headache when he thought of the little brother Chunming he had forgotten.

By the time they got dressed and went out to see them, Zhang Zhan and Chunming had already had breakfast together in harmony.

"Hey! It's rare for you to get up so early!"

Zhang Zhan was like a cheerful big boy, greeting Feng Yuan with a lively voice. He also conveniently pushed the untouched bowl of porridge beside him outside.

"Come here to drink porridge. This bowl is just not hot anymore. Lao Huang's craftsmanship has improved a lot!"

Feng Yuan walked over to take a look and found that it was just ordinary meat and vegetable porridge, which was fresh and salty. It was suitable for people who exercised for most of the day as soon as they got up in the morning.

He sat down and took a bite. It tasted ordinary, but he ate it one bite after another.

Lao Huang is Zhang Zhan's subordinate, and he is also the only one who still follows him after he betrayed his relatives and left.

Therefore, even though he no longer leads troops to fight, he still insists on exercising as he did in the army, that is, reading books, such as "Wu Zi", "Six Tao" and other books on the art of war, as well as "Book of Rites" and "Book of Filial Piety" Definitely not watching it.

He just wanted to be able to live up to the trust of his brother when he returned to the killing field one day.

Feng Yuan glanced curiously at Lao Huang, who was just bringing the buns. In his memory, the original owner had not spoken to him, but he always suspected that he had a crush on Zhang Zhan.

Otherwise, why would he give up a great future to accompany Zhang Zhan, a man with no future?

Could it be that it’s just for money like him?

"Shui'er, did you sleep well last night?"

Zhang Zhan handed over a steamed bun and put it in his hand very naturally, and he took a bite of it.

Feng Yuan's face turned green and he choked on his porridge.

Shui'er's name is not Feng Yuan's nickname, but a pet name between them. Feng Yuan's name "Yuan" means water, so Zhang Zhan calls him Shui'er. When Jia Baoyu's famous saying came to him, he also jokingly said that Feng Yuan was extraordinary and was also made of water.

Zhang Zhan's nickname was Pengfei, so Feng Yuan called him "Big Bird". Now that he thinks about it again, he feels embarrassed and wants to dig out the three bedrooms and one living room with his toes.

Feng Yuan couldn't help but feel annoyed that he didn't have any brains yesterday. He couldn't go anywhere, so he came here.

Because Zhang Zhan was very close to him, the steaming feeling from his body was also transmitted to him, and the smell of his soap locust was all on the tip of his nose, clean and clean.

Such a person would be fit to be high-spirited and prosperous, but to end up like this made Feng Yuan feel a little distressed.

He said that if he goes back to study, he may make a comeback in the future, but if the prince is dead, who will use him?

After observing his mother's filial piety, he also observed his filial piety for the prince, so although he would kiss and touch her, he was also strictly observant of etiquette.

This is one of the reasons why Feng Yuan came here boldly.

"Really, you can choke even if you drink porridge!" Zhang Zhan deliberately patted Feng Yuan's back hard, then picked up his teacup to feed Feng Yuan water.

"No, I'm fine! What's the filling of this bun?"

Feng Yuan abruptly changed the subject and said, it's not that he was shy, he even kissed her yesterday, but he was suddenly living this kind of life where he was kissed on one side and hugged on the other, and he was still not used to it.

But then he kissed Zhang Zhan again and again as he remembered it, thinking to himself that he would be an idiot if he didn't take advantage of him. It was rare for him to have this kind of experience, so he naturally wanted to experience it well.

Zhang Zhan looked very much like the Qin Heng in his memory, or the Qin Heng in other people's mouths.

They are all in their favorite fields, full of concentration and curiosity, especially their eyebrows when reading, a world of their own. Occasional tenderness can make people intoxicated. Even if you do something wrong, it is easy to be forgiven.

So even if he is dissolute and his clothes are not neatly dressed, even if the wind is attached to him, the falling flowers will be just right.

When you don't see it, you don't think so. After you see it, you don't dare or forget it.

He and Zhang Zhan were so sticky that he forgot that he had stayed up in the middle of the night and sneaked out.

When Mrs. Hu discovered that he was missing, she hurriedly asked Hu Lii and Hu Fuler to look for him. Only then did these two people realize that Feng Yuan was not there.

"Did Master Mengsheng ask him to go out this morning?"

Hu Fu'er yawned and rubbed his eyes, complaining in his heart that Feng Yuan was running around so early in the morning. After leisurely cleaning up, he ran to Meng Sheng's house to inquire.

When Hu Li saw that his son was looking for him, he slowly enjoyed the breakfast cooked by Mrs. Hu. He secretly drank all the good wine Zhang Zhan gave to Feng Yuan last night, so he still had a hangover headache at this time.

Mengsheng had left long ago, and Hu Fuler couldn't get in without leaving a message. I finally found an old janitor who was easy to talk to, but I didn't know anything about it.

Hu Fuler was afraid that Meng Sheng had abducted his master, so he hurried home to report the news. Hu Li was quite anxious at first after hearing this, but then he thought that all the Feng family's belongings were in his own hands, so he was not so anxious.

It happened that the other two old servants of the Feng family who were deaf and mute were also worried, so he rushed the two of them out to look for them, but secretly went to their room to look for the two old men's private money.

Mrs. Hu was really anxious, so she called Hu Fuler and asked him to go out and look for someone. If you can’t find it after searching all morning, just go to the government office and report it!

Hu Fuler was sweating profusely from running and went to several places before finding Zhang Zhan at ten minutes before lunch.

When he saw Feng Yuanzheng and Zhang Zhan lounging leisurely, his legs went limp and he sat down on the mud.

"Master! Master! Why didn't you say anything when you went out? It makes people anxious to death!"

Hu Fuler wiped his sweat and said: "My family is so worried that something will happen to you! My mother was so scared that she wanted to report to the government!"

As he said that, he thought of Master Mengsheng who was not at home again, "We thought you were given by Master Mengsheng...cough!"

"What is Mr. Mengsheng?"

Zhang Zhan was watching and listening with a smile before, but now he pretended to be jealous and said: "Shui'er is quite passionate, you have a crush everywhere!"

"No, they are just ordinary friends. I will introduce you to each other another day." Feng Yuan also pretended not to know the news of Mengsheng's departure. He asked, "What happened to Mengsheng?"

"I, we didn't see you in the morning, so I went to Master Meng Sheng's house to ask, but the doorman of his house said that you went out yesterday and haven't come back this morning."

"Because he didn't say this before, and he didn't leave any words for us, so we guessed that he took you out secretly but didn't say anything. That's why the kid's family is having a hard time finding it!"

"Master, when did you go out? Why didn't you say anything!" Hu Fuler continued to complain, but did not notice that Feng Yuan was getting nervous because of his question.