After dressing as a villain, I am addicted to farming

Rarely at home, Qu Zhong got up after a late sleep.

The sun was already high by then.

Da Ying held the broom and swept it absently, keeping glances at the man who had knelt in the yard early in the morning.

snort!

Now that I knew it, I was afraid, and came to kneel early in the morning.

creak--

It was the sound of Qu Zhong opening the door.

Ah--

It was the sound of Qu Zhong stretching his waist and yawning.

The servant girls who pretended to be working in the yard immediately stopped what they were doing, and looked in Qu Zhong's direction in unison.

"Who are you!"

Just after yawning, I suddenly found a man kneeling in the yard, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, he should not be very old.

Qu Zhong was taken aback and asked dissatisfiedly.

Chen Guanshi shook his body suddenly, kowtowed to Qu Zhong and replied: "The young one is Chen Yong."

Chen Yong..

"Are you Manager Chen?"

Finally remembering what happened last night, Qu Zhong's expression turned cold instantly.

I didn't expect Steward Chen to be such a young person. At this age, he achieved the position of steward. Steward Chen's contribution is not small.

"Little one, I didn't know the young master returned to the house last night, and I deserve death."

Cold sweat started to break out on his back, Guanshi Chen touched his head to the ground, and immediately begged for mercy.

The second young master's nickname is well-known in the mansion, even though he has been in charge of affairs in the front yard, he has heard of it for a long time.

"Do you think that if I am not here, young master, you will become the master of this yard?"

Raising his eyelids and scanning the people in the yard, Qu Zhong asked.

"The little ones don't dare, the little ones don't dare."

Chen Guanshi was sweating coldly, and he didn't dare to look up at Qu Zhong's expression.

When he first came to this courtyard, he was also trembling, but after a long time, the young master was not at home, and his original shape gradually appeared.

Pulled out the set I had in the front yard.

Anyway, he is the biggest in this yard, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't return to the yard.

"I don't think there is anything you dare to do. Even if you dare to touch your grandmother's maid, what else do you dare to do?"

Frowning with a half-smile, Qu Zhong kicked him on the shoulder.

As the mansion grows bigger, it is not uncommon for servants and maids to admire each other.

But it's really never seen a situation where you can live in her house without marrying someone like this guy.

"Master, spare your life, Master, spare your life."

Regardless of the pain from his shoulder, Chen Guanshi hastily turned over and got up, begging for mercy.

"From now on, you will be the only one sweeping the garden behind. Don't be in charge, just be a sweeping servant."

With a cool smile, Qu Zhong hooked his index finger towards Da Ying.

"Go and tell mother that the housekeepers in the mansion should check it out."

Mrs. Xu has just taken over the stewardship of the Hou Mansion, and has been busy with the accounts of the Zhuangzi in the mansion for the past six months.

The chaos in the mansion over the past ten years should have been dealt with long ago.

He dealt with Chen Guanshi today, and it won't be long before word will reach Xu's ears.

After coldly glancing around at the servant girls who were watching the excitement, Qu Zhong then said, "Master's yard, I can treat whomever I want to be good to."

"Meng Zhuo is the one under my protection, what you want to do is not up to you."

"Do you understand"

A group of people bullied a child of a few years old, and it was thanks to these people that they were not guilty.

Seeing that no one in the yard dared to make a sound, he nodded in satisfaction.

Chen Guanshi didn't dare to say anything, he just lowered his head, lowering his sense of existence.

It's just that he took away his position of steward, didn't get hit by a board, and was able to kneel here properly, he felt very lucky.

"Aren't you going to sweep the floor, wait for me to invite you?" He waved his hand impatiently, so he didn't have the energy to spend time on this matter.

For what Qu Zhao said about the imperial consecration, he had to rush back to Shijun Pavilion immediately.

Qu Zhao just mentioned it last night, obviously he just knew about it in advance, and there will definitely be official documents and officials sent by the court.

creak--

creak--

The door of the right wing room opened, Meng Zhuo's face was pale, and he was holding the door frame unsteadily, with a sick look on his face.

Qu Zhong turned his head and glanced twice. He hadn't seen him for a few months, and Meng Zhuo had grown a lot.

Due to being tortured by others in the past few months, the eyes on his face appear bigger, and the coarse clothes he wears hang precariously on his body.

"You recuperate for a few days, and then come to see me at Shijun Pavilion."

Looking at Meng Zhuo again, Qu Zhong had a new plan in mind.

"Yes, sir."

Bending over with great effort, Meng Zhuo's face quickly flashed a gleam of joy.

After all, he was a child, and he hadn't learned to hide his expression yet, so Qu Zhong immediately took a serious look at him.

He left as soon as he said that, and when Da Ying reported back, Qu Zhong hurried back to the Zhijun Pavilion.

***

Originally thought that walking into the gate of Zhijun Pavilion should be deserted.

Unexpectedly, he stepped into the plaque that was about to be complained about, and Qu Zhong's eyes lit up with the swaying figure inside.

people...

many people...

"This is.."

While strolling leisurely, Qu Zhong asked Chang Feng who was sweating profusely.

"They all come to the guest building for dinner."

Chang Feng learned to be smart today, and he found a cattail fan somewhere, and now it is blowing violently.

Seeing Qu Zhong asked him, he hastily bowed down respectfully to answer.

"You are..."

In front of the Yingke building, Changfeng found someone to set up a long thatched shed, and all the people in it were dressed as servants.

And those people dressed as masters were scattered everywhere to enjoy the shade, and many of them were holding fruits and pastries in their hands.

"The little one made his own initiative and issued number plates to those who came to eat. These are the boys in line."

Watching Qu Zhong carefully, Chang Feng felt a little uneasy.

He issued the number plate on his own initiative and built a small shed. He even gave away the fruits in those people's hands for free.

"well done."

Nodding in satisfaction, Qu Zhong gave a thumbs up in praise.

Chang Feng is simply a genius at attracting customers, isn't this method the same as the restaurants in his world who waited in line.

And seeing that these people didn't look impatient at all, this also proved how successful this method was.

Patting Chang Feng on the shoulder, Qu Zhong said, "Keep working hard."

While talking, Du Chengji stepped out of the threshold while wiping his sweat: "No. [-], No. [-]."

"Cheng Ji.."

Walking a few steps forward with arms folded, Qu Zhong saw that Du Chengji's face immediately changed from expressionless to aggrieved.

"I was completely fooled by you." After pushing Qu Zhong, Du Chengji immediately put on a standard smiling face to guide the guest in when he saw that the guest had already entered.

It wasn't until he handed over the man to the boy who led the way that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Look at this professionalism, it is indeed a person who has been fascinated by it since childhood.

Tut tut

"The Yingbin building is not bad, but there are many talents in the library."

Glancing at Qu Zhong, Du Chengji wanted to laugh when he thought of Chang Yun coming to ask for a few mouthfuls of steamed buns.

Over there, in order to grab a position, they are about to take out gold and smash people.

"How much more can there be?"

Shrugging, Qu Zhong waved his hands indifferently.

Yesterday, there were only a few people in the library, and more than half of my relatives stood there. Today, there are just a few more people.

Du Chengji, the little fat man, also likes to be cute.

"You'll know when you go and have a look, remember to protect your belt..."

Pushing Qu Zhong towards the back door, Du Chengji opened his mouth meaningfully and laughed silently.

The back door of the Yingbin building not only leads to the kitchen, but a few steps to the left will lead to the front door of the storytelling hall.

As soon as he turned to the left, Qu Zhong froze and refused to go forward.

these people...

Are you here for a fair...

He only saw this kind of people crowding and rubbing shoulders together when he went to the market during the Chinese New Year.

What's more, the storytelling in the morning is over, and it's time to rest at noon, so why are there so many people.

feeling bad..

He turned around and planned to walk back, avoiding the limelight first.

These people say that there are some princes and nobles, and he, a little son of the Marquis, can't afford to offend him.

"The owner of Zhijun Pavilion is here."

Du Chengji smiled slyly, and shouted at the top of his voice.

After shouting, seeing that Qu Zhong was already in place, he immediately greased the soles of his shoes and slipped away.

Tell you to laugh at me, let you try to feel like a doormat.

"Stinky boy, come here quickly."

Suddenly, an angry roar forced Qu Zhong to give up his plan to run wildly, and turned around stiffly.

This sound...

Isn't it the voice of his grandfather Xu Shanxiang.

And then the sentence that sounded: "Get over here quickly." It was clearly the voice of Yao's grandfather Yao Guangyao.

Hehe, hehe.

Why are the two old men still there, and judging from their standing postures, it is obvious that they are together.

The two pushed aside the crowd and walked up to Qu Zhong in a few steps.

Like a piece of rag, Qu Zhong was dragged to the front of the storytelling hall by the two of them, pulling the clothes off one shoulder.

In front of the storytelling library, shopkeeper Zhang's appearance of wanting to cry was worse than that of Qu Zhong.

Seeing that it was the young master who came, he immediately tugged on Qu Zhong's cuff as if seeing a savior.

"Master, come and see, what should we do?"

As he spoke, it seemed that the eye sockets were a little red, and his wrinkled face aged a lot overnight.

"Grandfather, Grandfather Yao, please let go of my clothes first."

Dozens of eyes were rolled in his heart, and Qu Zhong could only discuss in a low voice.

It's like he's been hijacked now.

The collar at the back of the neck was pulled, the skirt was also grabbed, and even the sleeves were grabbed.

"Then tell me, why don't you let us go in and sit and wait?"

Yao Guangyao threw off Qu Zhong's skirt with a look of impatience.

He and Mr. Xu finished their meal in the gazebo early, and planned to come in and find their own place to wait for the storytelling in the afternoon.

You can also have a cup of tea, chat, or take a nap if you can't.

As a result, when I got here, I couldn't get in.

You don't need to ask Qu Zhong, the shopkeeper, to know why.

"Grandfather Yao, the inside is being cleaned right now, you can't say you're going to eat ashes when you go in."

People nowadays don't have the idea of ​​cherishing the fruits of labor. They just throw melon seeds, peanut shells and so on on the ground.

What's more, this cotton mat was sat on for a whole morning, and they were not allowed to rest at noon.

Someone had to slap it hard, not only to dust off the dust, but also to restore some elasticity to the mat.

This was what Qu Zhong specially told shopkeeper Zhang to do at that time.

"That won't take an hour, we've all been waiting for an hour."

An old man with gray hair standing behind Yao Guangyao was also quite dissatisfied.

Looking around, Qu Zhong was also speechless immediately, this old man should be older than Xu Shanxiang.

He was holding a cane in one hand, and a guard was supporting him.

That's right, it's the guard, wearing the uniform of the court guard, standing straight and straight, and now he is also staring at Qu Zhong unkindly.

Ho!

I don't know which family this old man belongs to, but it can be seen that this attire has something to do with the royal relatives.

"It's my fault, it's my fault, I had someone take the cotton pads of the chair to dry."

While apologizing, Qu Zhong winked at shopkeeper Zhang.

Seeing people go in, Caifu turned his head and smiled slightly.

"Everyone, wait a moment, and you will be able to enter right away."

Pressing his hand soothingly, Qu Zhong looked around.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, your head will feel big when you look at it.

It is possible to enter, but not so many people can enter. Is this going to insert chopsticks?

There is no way, Qu Zhong's heart swelled, and he cupped his hands towards the surrounding people: "There is no room for so many people in the storytelling library."

Seeing that there was no one queuing up, he went on to say: "Everyone can only line up, and the ones at the front go first."

"Queuing... I haven't queued yet."

The few middle-aged people around the periphery were dissatisfied. They are now in such an outside position that they can't squeeze in.

If it is really arranged, they will not let the day lily be cold.

"That's right, I've heard it in the morning, so don't come here in the afternoon."

Another old man who was copying his hands pursed his mouth, and the servant next to him kept fanning him to cool him down.

Got it!

Look at this posture, another one who is either rich or expensive.

"We came first, and the platoon is also at the front. Let's go, let's go."

The old man with the cane just now stomped the cane, the sound was not loud, but it was full of power.

Someone in the crowd obviously knew him, and when he heard the old man speak, he immediately stopped complaining and stopped talking.

"Hey! Anyway, this is my grandson's Zhuangzi, no one will not be without my place."

Xu Shanxiang parted his mouth and smiled generously, now he was very satisfied with everything he saw when he watched Qu Zhong.

Especially when someone in the crowd cast envious glances, it made him feel even more ironic.

"Hmph! Xuan'er is also Qu Xiaozi's friend, I don't believe he won't give me a place."

With a look of small eyes, Yao Guangyao followed immediately.

Relational households are definitely related households.

"Then I'm still the father of Qu Zhao's friend." An old man in the crowd suddenly followed suit and squeezed in with his body twisted.

"Qu Zhao and I are in a relationship of worship."

"I'm the cousin of Qu Zhao's uncle's brother-in-law's brother-in-law, Qu Zhong, you still call me cousin."

"I'm..."

"I'm..."

Various voices began to emerge from the crowd, all related to each other, Qu Zhong, who was far away, felt absurd.

Tuk--

It was the old man with the cane who tapped his cane again.

The crowd fell silent for a moment, looking at the old man puzzled.

"I'm the emperor's uncle. Can this relationship be allowed?"

The old man looked at Qu Zhong with a red face, as if you think my admission ticket is hard enough.

Cough cough cough..

cough cough..

Old Prince Cheng, the only younger brother of the late Emperor with the same father and the same mother, is also the only uncle of the current Yellow Emperor.

Although the old prince Cheng has now passed the title of prince to his son Cheng Wang.

But if you want to say that he has lost his power because of this, it is a big mistake.

Now not only Cheng Wang loves to find Lao Cheng Wang except for official affairs, even the emperor respects him very much.

Whenever there are major court events, Lao Chengwang is always the first to be called into the palace.

"Greetings to the old prince."

Bending down and cupping his hands, ten thousand alpacas galloped past in Qu Zhong's heart.

"You're welcome, I'm getting old and useless." Raising his hand, motioning for Qu Zhong to avoid the ceremony, Lao Cheng Wang stroked his beard: "Can we line up now, old man, I'm tired."

There were two more tapping sounds of crutches.

The crowd dispersed immediately, forming a long line, and some people pushed and shoved a few times in order to fight for the position.

However, Lao Chengwang was still staring at them.Don't dare to be too presumptuous.

The people at the back saw that they had no hope of getting in, so they had to shake their heads and left regretfully.

As they walked and looked back, they all thought in their hearts that they would come to line up early in the morning.

then..

Turning around, I went to the inn again, and decided to stay here today, and see who can snatch it tomorrow morning.

"Okay, master, everything has been arranged."

Shopkeeper Zhang appeared at the door in due course and asked Qu Zhong for instructions.

"Come in..Come in.."

The door finally opened, and Qu Zhong let everyone in, hurriedly bowing to the side.

He couldn't afford to offend anyone, especially his grandfather and grandfather Yao.

After offending these two people, he doubted that he would really not see the sun tomorrow morning.

Even now his ripped skirts are still wide open, crumpled and rolled into a pile.

"Your grandson, not bad, not bad." While patting Qu Zhong's shoulder with satisfaction, Xu Shanxiang's beard curled up with a smile.

Sure enough, he is one of his own, he is now standing in the first place, and he will be able to grab the best position after a while.

"Old man."

Seeing Xu Shanxiang talking, Yao Guangyao simply turned sideways and walked past the two of them, jogging happily.

The best place in the storytelling library is the one in the middle of the second row facing the platform.

He was robbed by Xu Shanxiang in the morning, and he secretly hated it for a long time, but now he seized the opportunity, so he ran away quickly.

"You old man..."

Seeing that something bad happened, Xu Shanxiang couldn't care less about it, and ran away quickly, the servant who served him was sweating anxiously.

"Grandfather, please slow down."

Qu Zhong also shouted anxiously.

Two gray-haired old men ran wildly with crutches, this scene was too frightening to watch.

Then the old Cheng Wang patted Qu Zhong's shoulder with his walking stick, and walked slowly.

have to--

Another one with a cane.

then..

Qu Zhong just watched one after another old men pass by him, without exception, they were all supported by someone.

Until the end, Qu Zhong finally saw a few black-haired middle-aged people.

count.

There are only about [-] sofas for one person in the library, and fifteen sofas for two people.

After a while, it was full.

A room full of white-haired old men sat down and chatted about what it was like.

Qu Zhong even suspected that the book he wrote was only suitable for middle-aged and elderly people.

Still bad...

Looking around at the Shuoshuo Library again, Qu Zhong couldn't help sighing again.

Not only is there a lack of people, but even the storytelling library seems to be lacking.

With no time to wipe off the sweat on his head, the shopkeeper Zhang finally thumped his waist, and walked to Qu Zhong's side with a mournful face.

"Master, what should we do, this is not an option in the long run."

After thinking for a while, Qu Zhong had an idea.

There were six storytellers recruited by the storytelling library at the beginning. It was originally planned that two people would form a class, and they would take two days off every day.

In this situation, the only way is to call all the people here.

Talk about the same content in two games in the morning, and say the same thing in two games in the afternoon.

After hearing the same story, it is impossible to hear the same story right away.

Besides, there are so many interesting things in Zhijun Pavilion, they don't know it now, and when he finds his grandfather to promote it, he can also scatter some people out.

"That's it."

With a bitter face, shopkeeper Zhang could only nod helplessly.

He is an old man in Qu Mansion, and he entered the mansion when the old man was still alive.

This time, the master sent him to palm the young master. Everyone said that he came to enjoy the blessing.

The young master opened this Zhijun Pavilion, it was just for fun, there would be no one in this wilderness.

He also thought he was here to retire.

I don't know...

It's almost here.

"You serve these old men some food and drink first." Qu Zhong pinched the space between his eyebrows as he waved his hand wearily.

"Grandson, come here..."

Finally grabbing the seat he wanted, Xu Shanxiang waved to Qu Zhong with a smile, emphasizing the word "grandson".

Being targeted this is...

Immediately raised his smiling face, Qu Zhong stepped forward quickly: "Grandfather, what else is there?"

"Oh, it's nothing." Waving his hands casually, Xu Shanxiang raised his eyebrows at Yao Guangyao: "You tidy up two rooms in your yard tonight."

"Oh! Hmm?" Qu Zhong looked at Xu Shanxiang inexplicably, with a question mark on his forehead.

"Old man Yao doesn't believe that the house in your yard is better than the inn, so I'll let him try it tonight."

Xu Shanxiang laughed, leaned back on the sofa comfortably, and stretched his legs.

The servant handed over the blanket very colorfully, and seeing the master cover it, he immediately handed over hot tea.

Now even my yard is encroaching. . .

Nodding and shaking his head helplessly, Qu Zhong felt that his nerves were about to go out of control.

He could almost imagine the scene where he might be trained early in the morning.

"Grandfather, aren't you going back home? Grandma and uncles need to worry."

Deciding to make a final struggle, Qu Zhong brought up his grandmother.

"Your grandmother went to Qu Mansion to be with your mother, and she will come to see me in a few days."

After blowing on the tea and taking a sip, Xu Shanxiang laughed.

in a few days...

No, grandma still plans to come...

Overwhelmed by the news for a moment, Qu Zhong covered his forehead and took two steps back.

"Your grandmother Liu will come after she settles down in the mansion in a few days."

Yao Guangyao then gave Qu Zhong a heavy blow.

When the old wife left, she was reluctant to part with her. If it wasn't that the mansion couldn't do without her, she would have stayed.

"Why don't I give you the money, and you build another yard according to your yard. Why don't I go and buy the Zhuangzi next door."

Xu Shanxiang also thought of his old wife and simply proposed.

They are bored in the house all day long, they are not looking after flowers, they are listening to operas, and they only go for outings occasionally.

How nice it is to be in Quzhong, sleep well, eat well, listen to books, and go fishing when bored.

it's not..

Others bickered.

"You say yes, old man Yao."

It seemed that the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was very good, so Xu Shanxiang tilted his head and asked Yao Guangyao.

"That's right, after listening to the book, let's go and see Zhuangzi next to him."

After stroking his beard, Yao Guangyao immediately agreed to Xu Shanxiang's proposal and planned to take action.

No..

With a groan in his heart, Qu Zhong suddenly felt his world spinning.

"Grandfather Yao, grandfather, why don't you go back home and discuss it."

Holding the last hope, Qu Zhong only prayed to God and prayed to Buddha, hoping that his uncles and Uncle Yao would object.

right!

They will definitely object, after all, it is a big unfilial thing to let the old man go out to live in the mansion by himself, Qu Zhong believes that there is still hope.

"None of their business."

Yao Guangyao waved his hand casually, not worried at all.

crit..

The last crit.

"You go first, I want to rest for a while, and I have to listen to the book later."

Seeing Qu Zhong's expression was in a trance, Xu Shanxiang thought he was tired, and kindly asked him to leave.

"Grandfather, I'm going down first."

Turning around dejectedly, Qu Zhong walked forward in a daze.

"The two younger brothers also picked up on me, and I will also go to see Zhuangzi next to me."

Suddenly, Lao Chengwang's voice came from behind.

Qu Zhong staggered and almost fell to his knees in front of them.