Nanzhu

People like Nu rely on their eyes.Although the young master is wearing coarse linen at this time, the material of the jacket is excellent.I have been fortunate enough to have seen it before, and it is the 'velvet silk' loved by the dignitaries and nobles in the capital, so I recognize it.Besides, this young master's demeanor, he treats others with the arrogance of a nobleman, his demeanor is unmatched by ordinary people, which cannot be concealed by the coarse clothes. "

The clothed man looked at the old bustard again, and laughed, but the old bustard suddenly felt cold. "You look at people carefully."

The old bustard hurriedly blessed her body, "It's a noble figure of a nobleman."

"Okay, you all go down." The man waved his hand inadvertently, and the old bustard breathed a sigh of relief, feeling weak all over, and immediately responded, closing the door carefully when exiting the room.

What the man is talking about is you... This you, of course, refers to her and the two oirans who have already been waiting outside the door.

It's just that she still can't figure out what she said wrongly to offend this character.

In the room, the clothed man looked at a small piece of white cloth protruding from his sleeve, and smiled wryly.He still has confidence in his disguise. The so-called portraits of nobles are all fallacies. Although the old bustard's attitude was good before, he was too respectful afterwards. He thought that there was something wrong with the old bustard, but he didn't think It's because his sleeves are leaking.

No wonder the madam's attitude changed drastically after he surrendered.

Putting away the silver needle hidden in his fingertips, the man walked to the window and looked down at the various living beings downstairs.

"Hey, dumb, this place is dirty, come here and clean it up!"

"Oh! Look at me, I'm so clumsy, I kicked your dustpan over. Come and sweep the dustpan, dumb."

Although it was noisy downstairs, the sound came from the backyard.The man didn't put it in his ears at first, and he didn't look at it with a frown until such and such words passed through the mouths of several people.

The backyard is a few feet away from this room, but it is on a high ground, the man can see the situation clearly with his luck.However, in the backyard, five or six servants wearing the clothes of the drunken countryman laughed and dumped the dustpan full of stolen goods, and kicked them onto the ground that had been cleaned, one of them turned his back on the thin man Holding the broom, without looking at them, he just lowered his head and swept the kicked-off booty into piles.

But was kicked away again.He was not annoyed, and just changed to another place to continue sweeping.

The weak eat the strong.

The clothed man in the room watched the scene calmly, and after a while, turned around to leave.That is to say, the weak will either become stronger or be eaten.

As soon as he turned around, there were a few exclamations from there.The fear in it made the man raise his eyebrows, and turned around again, only to see the five or six servants who bullied the mute looking at the potted plants that had been kicked to pieces in panic, while the bullied mute was standing aside with a broom, With his head down, only from his angle can he see the fleeting sneer at the corner of the mute's mouth.

Ok?

The man became interested, stretched out his hand and sucked it in the air, and the flagon on the table was already in his hand.Without taking the cup, the man took a sip of wine from the jug.

"Quick! Go and tell Wan Cui that the mute kicked Miss Yanhe's orchid." One of them suddenly shouted after being stunned.

"Ah? That's right! Go and tell Miss Wancui!"

"This is Miss Yanhe's most precious flower! The mute must be severely punished!"

"That's right, you guys go, I'm here to watch the mute, he won't be able to run away."

The others were reminded and shouted loudly.Some of them were even ready to report to the police.Yan He is one of the oirans of Drunken Dreamland, and she has always been harsh to her servants, if she knew that the orchid was kicked to pieces by them, it would be light if the skin fell off.Anyway, there is no one in the backyard, and the mute can't speak, so he can't do anything to them if he puts the responsibility on him.

Seeing this situation, the commoner man became more and more interested.I didn't think of it before, but now I recall that every time the mute avoids the route of those servants, it is obviously a detour to approach this pot of orchids.Since it was intentional, then naturally there is a solution.The man took another sip of wine, and looked around the pavilions. Sure enough, he saw the window of a room on a higher ground not far away, and a woman in emerald green clothes stood in front of the window and glared.

And the direction those people were running was exactly where the green-clothed woman was.

"Hehe." The man chuckled, his eyes burning.The mute who had been hanging his head in the backyard suddenly raised his head, his eyes looked straight at the man through the rockery trees.

The author has something to say: be cold... comfort yourself... just get used to it ╮(╯▽╰)╭

3. The second time...

It has been more than a month since Nan Zhu came to this drunken dreamland where people cannibalize and skin their bones.Because his face was half-destroyed and he was unable to speak, the old bustard in Drunk Dreamland didn't want him in the first place.But on that day, I made a small plan to let the soft-hearted red card Yanhe meet the expelled self, and was able to be left with sympathy, and to be the most humble cleaning servant in this dreamland.

Speaking of the lowest and lowest, others looked at him coldly and cast aside them again and again.But for Nan Zhu, who only wants food, clothing and security, it is perfect.

Those red cards are especially pitiful, but they say they are upright officials, but they can't escape laughing and drinking, and they end up on the road of no return.So the superficial scenery is infinite, but Nan Zhu knows that he wants it and will not be greedy.

What's more, how can this mutilated face of his own attract the attention of others.I'm afraid it will only cause people to insult me, isn't it happening again now?

Want to tell Wancui?Want to let Yanhe girl know?Isn't this just what I want?

If people don't offend me, I won't offend others. If people offend me, I can't let others beat me up.

Thinking of this, Nan Zhu couldn't help a sneer from the corner of his mouth, but it disappeared on that indifferent face in an instant.

He has never been a person who wants to fight for something, and all he wants is to survive.But in order to survive, he was extremely forced, and he had to fight back.

It's strange to say that although Nan Zhu can't remember the past, he is not in a hurry.On the contrary, I feel at ease that it is enough for me to live the present life, and let the past be clouded with it.

I was thinking idly in my heart, but inadvertently felt a scorching gaze from the pavilion behind me, and subconsciously raised my head to look over.

With this look, his figure trembled invisibly, and the calm and unwavering eyes instantly ignited bits and pieces of color, which made those black eyes amazingly beautiful.

It is said that secular lunatics are arrogant, and those who come to this brothel and Chu Pavilion are ecstasy and scattered money. How many people really have the extraordinary posture of a master?But today, Nanzhu saw a...

Inadvertently evoked a faint smile, nodded slightly involuntarily, and then looked away.

The man is a beautiful young man, although he is dressed in cloth, he does not lose his elegance.It's just that the probing smile in his eyes made Nanzhu understand that this person is naturally not to be provoked, and he is just an existence as small as a grain of sand in his eyes.Maybe it's just because of the quarrel between those few people and me just now, that I can't help but feel idle while doing nothing.

"Little dumb, today you must be so hungry." The one who bullied Nan Zhu in the lead gritted his teeth fiercely, as if he wanted to peel Nan Zhu and get cramps.

Nan Zhu was stunned, when did he offend the person in front of him?But he didn't know that those who bullied Nan Zhu were all servants who grew up in the backyard. They had seen many masters in the past, but they had never heard any praise from their masters.However, a few days ago, Yan He, the leading girl in Drunken Dreamland, said something like this: There are so many servants in this big backyard, but they are not as powerful as the newcomer who is dumb.

Just because of this sentence, Nan Zhu became a rivet in the eyes of everyone, wishing to drive him out.However, Nanzhu was gentle and kind by nature, and he could endure embarrassment, so he didn't seem to be even a little bit angry after being so vicious for many days.

The leading servant smiled sinisterly, this time today, I'm afraid he can't help but not be annoyed, and he can't help to justify.

Uncharacteristically, Nan Zhu suddenly glared at the group of servants angrily at this moment, the scar on his face was distorted and deformed by this expression, it was very scary.Those servants, including the leader, couldn't help but gasped and took half a step back.

However, the next moment, the spirit in the leader's heart was overwhelming.But a mere new sweeper, how dare he compete with the son of the nurse?

Immediately with a flick of his sleeves, he rushed forward with a punch.

Nan Zhuming knew that his reaction would irritate the other party, but he still had his reasons for doing so.So he didn't think about and didn't want to dodge the punch he provoked.Hiding, wouldn't it be a waste of my thoughts.

"Hmm." With a muffled snort, this punch was really heavy for Nan Zhu, and he didn't know what was wrong with his body. This was a punch from someone.

At the moment, he covered his stomach with his hands in pain, and bent down curled up.

"Don't pretend to be dead for me. If you dare to provoke me, you will have to bear the consequences. Humph, aren't you very dumb, don't you like to please people? I thought that what Miss Yanhe said was aimed at you and someone gave you Backed up? Let me tell you, don’t worry about it. You, a little mute, have somehow disfigured others, and you don’t even want to give them a fuck!”

Nan Zhu was silent, his face seemed to be enduring great pain, struggling to stand up again.That stubborn and indifferent look of ignoring himself stepped on the servant leader's tail again, causing him to raise his foot, wanting to kick Nanzhu.

But at this time, the man on the attic narrowed his eyes, and quickly shot the half-broken bamboo chopsticks at the servant's knee.At the same time, a clear and soft voice shouted with discordant sternness: "Stop!"

With a sound of "Ouch", the one who wanted to kick someone missed, but his knees gave way and he fell to the ground.And Nan Zhu raised his head at the right time, the expression of surprise on his face was beyond words.

"Ah, it's Miss Wancui."

"Miss Wancui