Bastards

Does this butler dare to give up?

Wen Shuquan almost laughed twice, too dare to give up, okay!

In the past, he naively thought that he was old enough to stand up for himself and his younger brother, and fighting in the back house was just a small way, and it would be unmanly to care too much about it, but after this poisoning incident, he has already vaguely understood, Some conflicts are not what you want to handle, and you can handle them well.You disdain home fights, you want to stick to the bottom line, take a step back from irrelevant things, and make everyone look ugly, but others don't think so... If you block their way, they don't want you to live!

He is not someone who can endure being bullied to the top of his head. Since his stepmother stretched out his hand and the housekeeper dared to do this, he is ready to make an example to others!Because he was ill and it was inconvenient to do anything, he endured and did not move.

Now Cui Yu asks for his opinion, for the convenience of others and himself, he is not obsessed with doing it himself, as long as the goal can be achieved, anything is fine, not to mention it can help Cui Yu and everyone in the inn!

only--

"It's going to be hard on you." Wen Shuquan looked at Cui Yu with a slightly guilty look, and said in a low voice.He is the eldest son of the clan, shoulders the responsibility, should have done more, and is used to doing more, but because of illness, he has to be trapped in the room, his thoughts are chaotic, and Cui Mata, a frail young man, has to worry about it.

The corners of Cui Yu's lips were raised, his smiling eyes were curved, and he pointed his finger out of the window, signaling to be careful when speaking.

Everything went well, and Cui Mata relaxed a little from his tense nerves.He has some confidence in persuading Wen Shuquan.He reminded the brothers to avoid the murderous intentions in the inner house. He was kind enough to lower Wen Shuquan's vigilance, and then told the danger ahead, pointing out that Wen Shuchen reminded Wen Shuquan not to be careless. Even if Wen Shuquan didn't believe it, he dared not ignore it.The mention of the stepmother in the words was a deliberate layout and a reminder again. The contradiction was unsolvable and action must be taken.As long as Wen Shuquan was a bit bloody, he would not want to let the housekeeper go. He mentioned that he had a plan to deal with it, and this plan would require the life of the housekeeper, so Wen Shuquan would not object.

Cui Yu and Wen Shuquan communicated successfully by quarreling with their mouths and writing with their fingers in water. Cui Yu explained a little bit about the crisis. The coping strategy he thought of, of course, did not mention anything related to the prince. Xin, Wen Shuquan didn't ask too much, and agreed to help with the game...

There is only one thing, Wen Shuquan was very curious, taking advantage of another burst of heavy rain and the noise was too loud to hear other voices, he approached and asked Cui Yu in a low voice: "My housekeeper is cunning and untrustworthy, how do you let him take care of you?" Do what you say?"

Cui Yu's eyes reflected the rain line outside the window, and his smile was clear: "The mountain people have their own tricks."

Confident and strong, shining with jewels and jade, like a banished fairy - this is Wen Shuquan's first deep impression of Cui Yu.

……

In the afternoon, Wen Shuchen was sweating from playing, so he went into the room to look for his brother.After a while, Wen Shuquan called the housekeeper, with a stern look on his face: "Young master lost his sepak takraw ball and no one cares about it, how can you be a housekeeper!"

The butler had just provoked the two brothers, so he was so guilty that he didn't dare to refute, so he immediately bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

"Come on, you go and get the young master's sepak takraw ball back." Seeing him lowering his brows and pleasing his eyes, Wen Shuquan seemed to hold back his anger, glanced at him coldly, and said coldly, "Accidentally flew into the east wing room." Now, go and find it."

The housekeeper doesn't want to do it, but if there is no such thing as a small servant's job, let him, a big housekeeper who calls the wind and rain, do it?

With a quick glance from the corner of his eye, seeing Wen Shuquan's expression, the butler suddenly realized that it was so.At first, he acted impulsively, which aroused the young master's suspicion, but the young master didn't catch him, or the young master didn't want to break his face, but he was uncomfortable with holding back his breath, so he deliberately looked for an opportunity to tease him.It is a way of humiliation for him, a high-status butler, to do the work of a servant.

It's a pity that the young master underestimated him too much. He is really high-spirited now, but he also climbed up from the bottom step by step when he was young. He was used to some things long ago, and this humiliation was not painful or painful to him at all.It's just taking a ball, and being annoyed with humanity, if the other party has a bad attitude, just smile and apologize, or even let someone beat and scold a few words, it's too simple.

Right now is a good opportunity, if you can restore your relationship with the eldest young master again, it will be easier to find things in the future.

The steward rolled his shrewd eyes, weighed it in his heart, and obediently said, "I'll do it right away."

……

The butler made a good posture, walked to the east chamber with easy and casual steps, and knocked on the door.

No one answered inside.

I knocked three times, but no one answered.

The butler pondered, did he go out?As far as he knew, there was only one person living here, and he was still gone.Rolling his eyes, the housekeeper thought he could use a trick.Even if you don't really care about it, it's really uncomfortable for people to bow their heads and apologize for not saying good things. Why don't you... just go in and find the ball?

Anyway, he doesn't know how to steal people's things. The people in this small place are poor, and the three melons and two dates on his body are not enough for him to drink tea, so he doesn't like it.

Just do it when you think about it, the housekeeper didn't knock on the door, just pushed the door open vigorously, and walked in.

I was startled when I entered, one, two, three, four, five, six inside, six people laid down on the floor and slept in a row!Seeing him go in, they opened their eyes to look at him one by one, their eyes were calm...so peaceful, so calm and creepy, as if he was not alive!

"Hugs, hugs, sorry," the butler was startled and stuttered, "My young master, the young master's sepak takraw ball seems to have flown in. I just knocked on the door and no one answered, so I—"

"roll."

The insiders didn't want to pay attention to him at all. The young man who was slightly familiar with him didn't know what to do. With a wave of his palm, a gust of wind came, and the butler took two steps back and left the room.Then with a 'bang', the door slammed shut in front of him, almost hitting the bridge of his nose.

The butler's forehead was sweating, and he wanted to curse a few words, but he didn't dare.These people don't seem to be easy to mess with, safety is paramount...

After he left, someone in the room reminded in a low voice: "Boss, it's time."

After a long while, a young and slightly heavy voice said: "The rain will stop tonight after it rains, and tomorrow...we will do it if it stops."

……

The takraw ball was not found, and the butler came back with a bitter face and replied: "Young master's takraw ball is not inside."

Wen Shuquan cast his eyes coldly across his body, and snorted coldly: "You didn't even enter the door, how do you know that the young master's things are not inside?"

"That room was so empty, I could see through it at a glance, it really wasn't there!"

"Really do not have?"

"Really do not have."

Wen Shuquan raised his eyebrows slightly, with a nasty smile on his lips: "Okay, you said you saw it clearly, then let me ask you, how many tables are there?"

The butler shook his head: "There is no table."

"cup?"

"Same as our house, one set, one teapot with four cups."

"Several people?"

"Six!" The butler was thankful that he had developed his eyesight for so many years, "Eldest Young Master, I can see clearly, there is no Young Master's takraw ball inside!"

Seeing the sad look on the housekeeper's face, as if he was extremely embarrassed, Wen Shuquan was finally satisfied: "Okay, just throw it away, I'll buy him another one, you go down." After the people left, he looked at Xiaoji , the younger brother drinking water from a chubby white porcelain cup with both hands.

Wen Shuchen's eyebrows were curved, and his glutinous teeth showed in a smile. As soon as he put the cup down, the chubby legs stretched, and he slipped down from the couch: "I'm going to play with Brother Cui!"

Wen Shuquan touched his younger brother's chubby face: "Do you know what to say to Brother Cui?"

"Yeah!" Wen Shuchen nodded vigorously, his eyes brightened, "Brother Cui promised to play backgammon with me!"

……

When the housekeeper bowed and exited the room, he took small steps, lowered his head, and kept his hands down, showing respect all the time. After leaving the room, he grinned silently and spat lightly into the room: "Fight with me? It's still very tender!"

But he soon felt something was wrong.

For some reason, my young master looked at him very strangely, with a half smile but not a smile, as if he was very satisfied, but when he looked over, the young master turned his eyes away, as if it was just an illusion, the young master didn't look at him.

The eldest young master is old and hides well, but the young young master will not be able to see him all the time, and always smile with his mouth covered.When he asked questions, the child just pursed his lips and smiled, but did not speak.

At dinner time, the weird atmosphere became even worse, and even the handsome master and servant who lived next door looked at him strangely.The boy had sympathy in his eyes, and Master Junxiu reminded him not to meddle in his own business.

The butler is really confused, what's going on!

Those who serve people are always practicing the skill of observing words and expressions, and those who break through the encirclement all the way to the position of housekeeper will think a little too much when they encounter problems.The housekeeper is cunning and thoughtful, thinking more.He was wondering if Wen Shuquan had tricked him, something happened that he didn't know but everyone knew, because of this, he might be in danger...

The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became, the more he cared, the more panicked he became, even a mouse jumping across the courtyard could startle him.

The unknown is the most frightening... The butler's reaction was completely in Cui Yu's expectation.

The butler had to go to 'pick up the ball' today. If he didn't want to, Wen Shuquan had a way to force him.They intentionally frightened him with meaningful expressions, and it was also intentional. The worse the mental state of this person, the easier it is for Cui Yu's plan to succeed.

And because of the conflict between the housekeeper and the Wen family brothers, all this seemed logical and there was nothing suspicious about it.

As the night gradually shrouded, Cui Yu took a long breath, closed his eyes and meditated quietly, and the most critical time was coming soon...

At the end of the Xu Dynasty, there was another soft sound of tiles on the roof, and Cui Yu deliberately waited an extra quarter of an hour before sending Lan Qiao out.

Before Lanqiao turned around, Wen Shuquan came to the door first.

The flushing on his face has gone, his eyes are clear, he is talking and smiling, he is in good spirits, and it seems that his illness has recovered: "I am very curious, I want to watch Brother Cui 'convincing others with reason', I wonder if it is possible?"

Cui Mata is of course very welcome.

Wen Shuquan is the talent he wants to recruit. Although he is a little younger now and hasn't killed the Quartet as he did a few years later in his previous life, talent is destined to be a talent. He has a series of strategies in his mind, and now it is appropriate to send it to his door. .

If you want to be convincing, you have to be strong.

"Brother Wen, wronged, temporarily rests behind the screen."