If you don't go to the house, you are not a gentleman

An Le has never been a fool, he knows how to steal copper coins without anyone noticing, he also knows how to set traps for his prey, and he knows how to spy on people's hearts.

Therefore, in the face of all unknowns and disadvantages, An Le has a lot of patience.

Even if the county magistrate sneered at him contemptuously, An Le could still keep smiling lightly.

After a while, An Le gave up on what he heard from the county magistrate, and said, "It's fine if you don't want to say it."

The county magistrate put away the black knife, "If I let the official know that you have the duty to conceal it, I will kill you alive."

An Le was taken aback for a moment, then said with a smile: "It's natural, it doesn't matter what your lord thinks."

The county magistrate turned around, and a policeman brought the proprietress up with a grunt.

in the courtyard.

The proprietress shivered a bit, and said sharply, "What's the matter, my lord?"

The county magistrate walked out and asked the proprietress, "Did you hide a mistress?"

"No, my lord!"

The county magistrate frowned, and was silent for a while, "Where's Anle? Come here for me."

An Le was sitting in the middle hall, when he heard the county magistrate calling his name in displeasure, he immediately got up and walked into the courtyard.

"My lord," An Le sighed, "My lord Cao Min's wound is not clear, and letting a sick patient walk around will make the wound worse."

The county magistrate raised his eyebrows, "Get things done, and then someone will give you medicine."

An Le smiled and said, "Thank you sir."

Under the moonlight, a big tree in the county magistrate's courtyard casts a shadow.

An Le stood in the shadow, smiled at the proprietress, "I remember that there is a waiter in your store, and you are his landlord."

The landlady's eyes flashed, "There are three mistresses who are all residents, I don't know which one you want to ask?"

An Le laughed even harder, "Why play dumb, this one will be punished - I'm asking about the most beautiful one."

The county magistrate glanced over.

An Le didn't pay attention, "Miss Boss, do you still remember?"

The proprietress bit her lip, "Yes, there is one, but he terminated the contract not long ago and left."

The county magistrate said: "Why didn't you tell me about this at the beginning? Can this officer think that you are concealing it on purpose?"

The proprietress shivered again, and after a while she murmured, "My lord didn't ask at first."

The county magistrate turned to An Le and asked, "Forget it, who else have you heard that that person is my subordinate?"

An Le said: "Not anymore."

"Have any of you heard that that person is my subordinate?" The county magistrate asked the group of juniors.

The boys all shook their heads.

The county magistrate frowned and said, "Go, bring that junior to me!"

An Le came over and said, "My lord, can I take the medicine?"

The county magistrate glanced at him, called a boy and said, "Go and call the doctor."

An Le sat back on the mahogany chair and waited for the doctor. The doctor was an elderly man who fell asleep very early. When the servant called him, he rushed over in a hurry. It was not the county magistrate who was in need of treatment but a doctor. The guy whose clothes were half stained with blood was a little displeased.

The doctor put a plaster on Anle's chest, and his hands were not gentle, and Anle grinned in pain.

"The injury is not deep, it's enough to recuperate for two or three days. Take these medicines orally," said the doctor.

An Le nodded.

After the doctor sent him away, An Le smiled at the county magistrate, "Sir, since I suffered ten boards innocently, shouldn't I be compensated?"

The county magistrate was a little stunned by his dead skin, "Innocent?"

The boy shouted, "Bold!"

An Le ignored them and continued: "Let me stay for a few nights, my house is far away - it is not suitable for the wounded to move more."

The county magistrate raised his eyebrows, "How many nights will you stay?"

An Le laughed even more rascally, "Let's take care of the meal."

The county magistrate's face darkened.

The boy shouted even louder, "You scoundrel!"

"Of course I won't let me live in vain," An Le hurriedly said before the county magistrate threw him out of the magistrate, "I will find a way to contact the four ghosts."

"Huh? Then how many nights are you going to spend?"

An Le said without any pressure: "Until the adults solve all the problems."

The county magistrate gritted his teeth and said, "Oh? Do you think this official will take you in so generously?"

An Le grinned, and smiled, a little sly, a little naive, but without any sarcasm or contempt, "Your Excellency believes in Cao Min once, Cao Min is definitely useful."

The county magistrate looked at the face with a dazzling smile, thought for a while and said, "Yes."

The boy was shocked.

"Thank you, sir." An Le bared her teeth at the disbelieving young servant, arrogant and twitching.

The county magistrate turned around and raised his foot, "Dinner?"

The boy came back to his senses, "It's ready!"

An Le blinked and said, "What about me?"

The county magistrate gave him a spare glance, "Give him two white steamed buns."

The boy couldn't hold back, and grinned at An Le——

"Yes!"

Looking at the face with an even more aggressive smile, An Le felt that winter in Ding'an County was coming.

The boy arranged for An Le a remote room, the humblest room in the mansion - even though it was the most rudimentary room in the magistrate's mansion, it was not shabby.

It was late at night, An Le was squatting in the kitchen, eating white steamed buns, and accidentally caught sight of the county magistrate eating the leftover dinner, and he saw sweet and sour pork ribs.

Sweet and sour pork ribs!

An Le bit down hard, and her two rows of teeth collided.

For the first time, An Le felt a little torn between dignity and fullness, so that he finally just sucked the dry white steamed bun in his mouth, and watched the plate of sweet and sour pork ribs being thrown away without stretching out his hand.

"Ugh."

The moon is in the sky.

An Le strolled in the courtyard of the county magistrate.

The yard is huge, planted with various kinds of flowers and plants, An Le was a little surprised to recognize several kinds of herbs.

In front of the magistrate's dormitory, there is a towering old tree, which blocks most of the moonlight, but the moonlight that shines through the cracks in the leaves is particularly penetrating.

An Le's residence is at the end of the corridor on the west side. It looks like a utility room, but the window faces the south. It is a room with good feng shui.

Lying on the hard bed, An Le leaned on her arm but couldn't fall asleep. She turned over to face the wall, and then couldn't bear to turn over to face the window.

The wound on his chest was still hurting, and the ten boards made him able to walk and sit, but he was still uncomfortable. The two white steamed buns had already been digested, and the empty hunger made him feel very uncomfortable.

Staring at the window in a daze for a while, An Le finally got up and opened the door.

The way to the kitchen is to pass the magistrate’s piano bedroom. An Le secretly hid under the old tree and waited. The candlesticks had been burned out, and the house was silent outside.

An Le blinked, bared her teeth, and trotted over like a thief on tiptoe.

When he saw the door to the kitchen, a sense of excitement welled up in his heart.Probing into the kitchen, he groped furtively.

Because most of the windows outside the kitchen were covered with trees, the moonlight was completely covered, An Le had no choice but to take out a stolen candle from her sleeve and light it.

The flickering light of the fire shone on An Le's cheeks, and the corners of his mouth were extremely sly.

Anle's rustling movements made the surroundings even more silent - so in this environment, the small sound of fluttering wings frightened Anle.

Suddenly hearing a footstep, An Le blew out the candle very quickly, and stuffed the thing back into her sleeve.

The half-closed door was pushed open.

White sable fur and black cloak, the magistrate's hair was loose, and his cold eyes pierced An Le's face directly.

"What are you doing?" the county magistrate asked coldly.

An Le pursed her lips and didn't answer.

The county magistrate stepped forward and grabbed An Le's arm.

"Hand over things."

An Le remained silent.

The county magistrate was displeased, so he touched the An Le sleeve with his own hands.

An Le was in a hurry, "Oh, don't."

Then, the county magistrate took out from his sleeve, a bun, a half-eaten bun.

The county magistrate: "..."

An Le: "..."

"Ok?"

An Le was a little aggrieved and said, "Does your lord think that I can survive the night by eating two white steamed buns?"

The county magistrate: "..."

An Le was even more aggrieved: "My wound hasn't healed yet, I didn't eat anything at noon, and I was beaten several times!"

The county magistrate: "...do you want osmanthus cake?"

An Le: "..." Apart from sweet-scented osmanthus cake, isn't your lord unable to offer anything else!

Under the incomparable resentment in her heart, An Le said angrily: "Yes!"

Then, An Le ate five yuan of special products from the county magistrate's mansion, sweet and greasy, sweet-scented osmanthus cake... and the remaining half of the bun.

The county magistrate stared at him and entered his room, his cold voice was still so indifferent, "Don't let me find out what sneaky behavior you have."

An Le, who was full, became bolder, "Sure enough, my lord still doesn't believe me. But as long as my lord feeds me every day, I guarantee that my lord will never see me in the kitchen at night."

The county magistrate's face darkened, "It's just the kitchen?"

An Le's face turned darker, "Master, don't you want me to go to the latrine in the middle of the night?"

"..."