I crossed over to the all-timer

Su Yanhui asked Wang Yi to find Wang Er and Wang San to get back the deed of sale from the steward, and then gathered in her own courtyard, while she brought Zhuifeng with her: "Brother Zhufeng, do you look good at writing?"

Zhufeng's fingers rubbed against the hilt of the sword: "Shang Ke."

"Can you write some words for me? My handwriting is so ugly that it would be embarrassing to share with others." Su Yan leaned back on the table, studying the ink carefully.

"Okay." As long as it's not running away and chasing the wind, Su Yanhui has always been very indulgent.

The three of them gathered in front of Su Yanhui's house, Su Yanhui instructed them to carry the table outside the door, and she simply sat on the steps.

"Are you all in good health now? Is there any discomfort? Are there any sequelae?" Su Yan Hui asked Zhufeng to write Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, San, and Wang on several pieces of paper. name.

"Great grace, third son, our bodies have recovered very well, and we are very healthy now." Wang Yi saluted Su Yanhui seriously, and the other two were also good.

"Brother Chasing Wind, write Health under everyone's name."

Su Yan looked back at the three people. When she rescued the three people, these people were basically dying, and the wounds on their bodies were horrifying. If they survived, it would be considered that the three people were alive and recovered to a healthy level. Could it be that Is it because the doctor I hired is too good at medicine?

Thinking about it carefully, most of the people who suffered such serious injuries were enemies. Su Yanhui herself had the mentality of Taobao... It can't be said that she didn't find treasures, at least the appearance of these three people is really passable.

Su Yanhui even wondered whether her luck in Taobao was all due to her good looks. These people looked good in modern times, but unfortunately they could only be sweepers in the prime minister's mansion.

"Wang Yi, do you think you have any strengths?" Su Yanhui asked several people about their own strengths, and thought carefully about her words, "Brother Zhufeng, under Wang Yi's piece of paper, write what I said."

Zhuifeng didn't know what Su Yan wanted to do, but just nodded and followed suit.

"Wang Yi has a gentle personality, is serious and down-to-earth, meticulous in doing things, and can speak well..." After counting a lot of advantages, Su Yanhui made a summary, "He is a leader who is very suitable for leadership. The boss is loyal and thoughtful, and he is very suitable to be a right-hand man."

As soon as Wang heard Su Yan's reply, his ears started to turn red, and he opened his mouth to say something, but the third young master didn't let him speak, so it was hard for him to intervene directly.

Chasing the wind wrote very fast, keeping up with Su Yanhui's thinking and language. He understood many uncommon words and made appropriate changes. Quite the opposite of this person's impression.

"Brother Zhufeng, I think you can actually be a civil servant. Although you can't compare with the second brother Qingwen, you can crush a group of elegant people." He smacked his lips and looked at Wang Yi, "Is there anything else you want to add that I haven't discovered?"

"Third Young Master is as meticulous as a hair, and has discerning eyes to recognize talents. The servant has not yet discovered his own advantages, so he admires Third Young Master very much in his heart."

Su Yanhui raised the corners of her mouth: "None of you know how good you are, don't be brave anymore, it's not easy to survive, this life should be cherished, Wang Er, you, you know you have Any advantages?"

It's not just the object of fancy, Su Yanhui will not be stingy with her compliments to anyone.

"The slave's aptitude is mediocre, he hasn't found any special advantages yet, his character is weak, timid and fearful, and he can't take on important responsibilities." Wang Er himself is a young man with a refined face. When Su Yanhui saw him, he was leaning on the cage Stained with blood, the white clothes on his body were stained with red, and his eyes were dull, as if he had lost hope of life.

Since he recovered from his injuries, his more refined and attractive appearance has gradually emerged. His fair skin and raised eye corners always reveal a demeanor of ice-cold peach blossoms, but this person has always bowed his back and bowed his head. The humble attitude, the original white clothes have never been worn again, and the uniform of the prime minister's mansion has always been served by the servants. At a glance, it is impossible to tell who is who, so that everyone ignores the existence of this person intentionally or unintentionally.

Su Yan held her chin back. He belittled herself not only because of low self-esteem, but also because he didn't want to stand out?Su Yan looked back with narrowed eyes, and Wang Er lowered his eyes, but it could be seen that his mind was complicated.

People who like white clothes are more extreme, either they are clean and thorough, or they are deep-minded. I don't know which one Wang Er occupies. After sweeping the prime minister's mansion for so long, I haven't seen any clues.

"Brother Zhufeng, you wrote it like this. Wang Er is extremely intelligent, hard-edged, calm and introverted, with a delicate mind, taciturn, able to correctly position himself, cautious and considerate in doing things, good at blending into groups, and good at analysis. And concealment, and don't like high positions, if you do work with high privacy, you will be unexpectedly brilliant."

Zhu Feng frowned slightly, and Wang Er twitched between his brows after listening to it, his sharp eyes glanced across Su Yanhui, and he returned to his original state in an instant, his eyebrows were pleasing to the eye, and his posture was extremely low: "It's the third son's absurd praise!" Yes, this statement is too exaggerated."

"Hey hey, it's not beautiful to be too modest!" Su Yanhui didn't continue to tease, but looked at Wang San.

"Slave...slave..." Wang San is younger, but he has a good figure and is tall. If he practiced martial arts since childhood, he should be a genius. Unfortunately, Su Yan was already qualitative when he picked it up, and there is not much room for development. "Slave has no advantages." , that is, they are stronger and eat more, and the third son asked the slave to work, so the slave will do the work, and there is absolutely no complaint."

Su Yanhui raised the corners of her lips: "Brother Zhufeng, Wang San is in good health, strong and powerful, with a straightforward personality and no intention of harming others. He is loyal and serious in his work. He will definitely work hard to complete all the tasks assigned to him. He has a strong learning ability. And willing to learn, you can take it with you as a companion or as a good caregiver in the nursing home."

Wang San heard a tinge of blush on his darker complexion, and stammered: "No...not as good as San Gongzi said."

Su Yan smiled back, with a calm expression on his face. He is the third son of the prime minister's mansion, and he is still powerful. There is no need to flatter his servants. What he said is the truth, without any hypocrisy. Seeing Su Yanhui's complexion was very delicate.

Chasing the wind and sinking her eyes to finish the last stroke, Su Yan hurried back to get her own seal, and put her own seal on the bottom of the three pieces of paper respectively.

"You take this separately, and I will let Brother Zhufeng take you to the steward to get the seal of the prime minister's mansion, and then you will be free. With my letter of recommendation, you can try other places you want to go."

The complexions of the three of them changed drastically, and Wang Yi stepped forward even more excitedly: "Third Young Master, is there something we can't do well?"

"No, you've done a good job, it's just that each of you should have your own development direction. Don't stick to such a small place as the Prime Minister's Mansion. The salary for sweeping the floor is not high. It doesn't make sense to die here." Su Yan sat back and sat down. Looking up at several people on the steps, "You are still very young, each has its own characteristics, and there must be many better futures, don't waste your time in the Prime Minister's Mansion!"

Others wanted to say something, but Su Yan caught a glimpse of the purple-clothed man walking by from the corner of her eyes, her eyes lit up, it was her father!

"Brother Zhufeng, take them to the steward, and I'll go find my father."

Looking at the back of Su Yan running back, Zhuifeng put down the brush in his hand, and looked at the people with different colors in front of him: "Third Young Master cherishes your talents, and it is for your own good to let you out of the mansion. I have given you enough protection, remember the great kindness of the third son, and make a living by yourself."

Wang San stepped forward and moved the table back to the house: "I don't want to leave the third son."

"Don't be willful, let you go out of the house, the third son has his own considerations." Zhufeng looked at Su Yanhui's back, "Don't disappoint the third son's good intentions."

Wang Yi took a step forward: "Your Excellency Zhufeng, I, please enter the Shadow Guard Pavilion."

"You?" Zhufeng's cold eyes were filled with a layer of coldness, and he hummed softly, rather mockingly, "You are not qualified."

Wang San's fingers clenched and he clenched into a fist unconsciously, but finally let go. He couldn't refute.

"I will make an agreement with the steward, you can leave after you get the seal." Zhuifeng turned and left, regardless of the complicated eyes of the people behind him.

Chasing the wind followed the direction of Su Yan's return, feeling quite delicate. It is rumored that the third son of Su's qualifications are dull and simple-minded, but when he comes in contact with him, he only feels that his mind is agile and his thinking is delicate, his vision is immeasurably broad, and he has followed him for a long time. With a little knowledge, Su Yan's bluntness is not because of his intelligence, but because he is superior to suspects. He doesn't understand schemes and does not use tricks. He is too straightforward, so he is in this deep pool palace, which is extremely stupid.

Although the prime minister didn't like the third son, he was not stingy with love. He probably stayed in the mud for a long time, and occasionally he would long for a clear spring. The third son cleverly grasped the characteristics of cleanliness and got out of the mud.

Wisdom is like foolishness, which is an apt description of the third son.

But... what was the reason that made the third son, who ignored everything, suspect that the prime minister's mansion was over, and began to dismiss his servants intentionally?Could it be that the third son got some news... He needs to discuss this matter with the prime minister.