big name bastard

The paper lanterns were trampled to the ground, and the pulp paper and candles were embedded in the mud on the ground, and no one cared about them.

Rong Mian bit her lip, lowered her head, and hurried back.

As soon as he entered the yard, he ran into Panxiang who was looking for someone, and he whispered, "Bring a mirror!"

Panxiang didn't know why, but when she saw the young master's voice was sharp, she immediately nodded and went to look for the mirror.

The face in the mirror was still as white as fine porcelain, with big black eyes, thick black and sparse eyebrows, and it still looked like that cute doll, except for red and swollen lips and severe bite marks.

"Is there a veil?"

When Pan Xiang heard the third young master turned his back to her, she said something.

"Yes, servant girl will get it."

He hurried away, then hurried back again, until the face towel was handed over.

Rong Mian nodded, ripped and tore the thing, made it into a long mask, directly covered his mouth, tied a knot at the back of his head, and when he raised his face again, Panxiang was startled: "Master, you can do it!" A thief?"

"Your young master was attacked by a thief today," Rong Mian glanced at her wearily, "to avoid being recognized by the thief, cover your face first! Don't tell anyone about this, and don't ask again."

Pan Xiang half-understood in front of her, but she couldn't understand in the back.Thinking of how severely the young master treated her when she was sober, she could only nod for a while, and at the same time, she didn't dare to talk as usual.

Seeing Panxiang waiting quietly, Rong Mian walked around the table in the room, and suddenly his eyes fell on Panxiang again, "Close the door."

Pan Xiang followed her words, and suddenly there were only the two of them left in the room.

In the silent room, one could even hear her breathing. Panxiang raised her face cautiously, and just happened to meet the gaze of the third young master. She shuddered for a moment and dared not look any more.

"Panxiang, do you know where I can get the Four Books and Five Classics, or the Thousand Characters?"

Panxiang is literate, but not much.Hearing the young master's words, he first thought of his own family. The little nephew was sent to a private school by his elder brother and sister-in-law to read some books, among which there were thousands of characters.

"Master, either, let the slaves get it for the young master." Panxiang didn't ask the reason, but the young master wanted it, so naturally she tried her best to get it.

Rong Mian raised her hand to stop her, "Thousand Characters is still the next priority, it's best to get the Four Books and Five Classics, and don't let anyone know about it."

After all, to be able to compose poems at the banquet of respecting the princess, one must ensure that every word in the poem can be written, read and recognized even if it falls to the ground. Otherwise, how can an illiterate person compose poems? Wouldn’t it be recognized as ghosts and gods?Rong Shaoqi is not a fool, he will not let this go.

Rong Mian secretly clenched her fists. In her previous life, reading was the thing she hated the most. In this life... in order to live more smoothly, it seems that she has to bite the bullet.

Although in order to please my sweetheart, I read some classical books and books, but compared to it, it is still worse, much worse.

"Why can't people know that the young master has also studied before, and it was taught by Madam Rou!"

Pan Xiang knew that the third young master's biological mother, Mrs. Rou, was born in a scholarly family and had taught the third young master.Although the third young master at that time was a fool... Madam Rou never gave up.

Until Mrs. Rou was locked up, the courtyard of the third young master gradually became empty, and even the books left by Mrs. Rou disappeared.

Panxiang was puzzled by the fact that the third young master suddenly wanted to learn to read and did not let anyone know about it. Why?She touched Rong Mian's big and black eyes, those eyes were like a spring under the moon, deep black and blue, black without bottom, blue and ink like ink, as if it could swallow people into it.

She only felt a pain in her chest, and Panxiang woke up suddenly, only to realize that she had stopped breathing.She quickly lowered her head, adjusted her breathing, and said in a loud voice, "Damn it, servant, don't ask me any more!"

Originally, she thought that the third young master was at least a very kind person, but now, Panxiang knew that this master could not do whatever she wanted.

He is always the master, and he is always the slave.

"Didn't you see Lei Zhen, living on the street at such a young age, stealing people's buns to eat. Illiteracy is terrible, and it will lead to crime! You go and get the book, and I will give it to Lei Zhen to teach him how to read. This matter You don’t need to say it, you know the situation in our mansion, and in the future, no one is allowed to spread the matter of our courtyard without my order, understand.”

Rong Mian put his hand on Pan Xiang's thin shoulder, smiled bitterly, and started to use Lei Zhen as a sword shield, hehe, it's really embarrassing.

Even Pan Xiang couldn't know about learning characters by herself.After all, he is a modern soul, if people here know, the consequences will be disastrous.It's just that Rong Mian has learned from Mrs. Rou before, which has become a very reasonable excuse for him.The only problem now is to learn a lot, such as traditional Chinese characters and poems.At that time, when asked, you can also hide it.

"Okay, you will get a plate of sand and put it in a basin later, and bring it to me."

After Rong Mian ordered, he went to the ledger on the table.

Panxiang really wanted to say that she couldn't read many words, and she didn't have a husband to teach her, so why didn't the young master teach herself?

When the words came to her lips, Pan Xiang swallowed them abruptly, her thoughts were complicated, and there was only one thing left in the end, Lei Zhen was so lucky that he let the young master teach him how to read by himself!

Panxiang had no choice but to nod, opened the door and saw Wu Chi was still guarding outside.

"Master Wu, what's the matter?" Rong Mian was looking at the accounts on the table, when he saw Wu Chi coming, he immediately threw things aside with a blank face.

Wu Chi entered with something in his hands, seeing Rong Mian covering his face, he was surprised for a moment, but then said, "Third Young Master, this is for you."

Rong Mian gently swirled this jade pendant with his hands. It has the temperature of a human body. It is a warm jade. Both sides are the same. There are a pair of strong flying wings engraved on it, giving people an illusion of soaring into the sky.

"This is from King Yuchen."

Su Yu's jade pendant?

What did he mean by doing that just now and now giving him a jade pendant?

"Third Young Master..." Wu Chi hesitated to speak, seeing Rong Mian's encouraging eyes, he smiled and said, "Actually, I want to ask Third Young Master, when will you practice martial arts?"

Rong Mian didn't expect him to mention this matter, looked down at his body, suddenly thought of something, and called the waiter outside, "Shitou, go to the kitchen and get some food."

In a blink of an eye, I saw the servant waiting on the other side, "Yard, go to the butler and tell the housekeeper, the master and servants in our yard each make a new set of clothes, three sets per season, a total of four seasons, let him quickly measure the size, I will put it on in seven days."

Those two boys were bought by Rong Mian himself, they were obedient, and they were named by Rong Mian himself.

But Wu Chi grinned when he heard these two names, one is called Yard and the other is called Shitou, the knowledge of the third young master is really...

"The stone is back!"

After thinking about it, Rong Mian stopped the stone who passed the meal, and at the same time shocked Wu Chi's thoughts. Rong Mian stretched out his hand and pressed his head. After thinking for a while, his big watery eyes were deep in thought, "You Ask the kitchen to cut half a catty of beef, squeeze a bowl of almond juice, stir-fry pork and broccoli, and then serve two bowls of brown rice...by the way, add brown rice, white sugar and wolfberry, and it will be steamed."

After saying these words, Shitou and Yard were stunned.Wu Chi listened to him and also lowered his head.

"Third Young Master," Wu Chi interjected in embarrassment, "This beef is not edible, it will be arrested by the government."

Shi Shi's round head followed suit, "Master, the dish you want is fine, can the kitchen make this dish?"

The courtyard didn't leave either, and Tan Tan muttered and refused to move, "It's so late, the housekeeper must be asleep, the villain thinks..."

Can't eat beef?

Rong Mian patted himself on the head and forgot about it.

However, almonds, steaks and the like can increase muscle, and brown rice is easy to digest after steaming, these are indispensable.Then don't eat beef!

He immediately stood up and pointed at the stone, "There is no beef, but steak is fine. Remember to ask them to cook the steak well." His stomach is relatively weak now, and he can't eat three-percent raw meat.

Rong Mian saw that the stone and the yard were still in place, so he took a breath, casually took the two ledgers on the table, and threw them to the stone and the yard, one for each person.

The two boys looked at the accounts and then at their young master, their eyes were blank and helpless.

"The butler shouldn't, give him the ledger." Rong Mian glanced at the yard, said calmly, then turned to the stone, "The nanny in the kitchen won't cook, so you give him the ledger too. Just say——Ben The young master has three shops in his hands, if there are not enough food and clothing, then the young master will move out now and let them figure it out."

After hearing this, the two servants had no choice but to take orders and leave.

Wu Chi wiped his sweat, and was about to ask again, but saw Rong Mian staring at the dark night in the courtyard, and turned his face quickly, his snow-white face was as white as a night pearl, but his big black eyes were like two deep wells The dark ink is deep, and there is a sense of panic that does not dare to look directly, "Master Wu, you just said that you practice martial arts. I think this matter is justified. You go back and make a plan. I want to train my body within three months. And be able to defeat ordinary martial arts practitioners with their own strength."

"Ah." Wu Chi was taken aback, "Third Young Master has decided?"

Wu Chi heard the news that Rong Mian had won Wu Zhuangyuan and Young Master Xiao Yuan, so he proposed to teach him martial arts. In fact, he wanted to see what his own kung fu was like, whether it was really as magical as the legend said.

Right now, she didn't expect Rong Mian to say these words.

Wu Chi couldn't help but look at the young man in front of him again, not knowing whether he was honest or hypocritical.Just like just now, Rong Mian was extravagant and wasted as soon as he had a shop, eating and drinking, and being superior to others; but now listening to him, it seems that he has some plans?

"Alright."

Wu Chi nodded in agreement, but before he left, Rong Mian stopped him, "Master Wu, when you were at King Jing's Mansion, did you see the green sycamore tree when I competed?"