The light was very dim, and the eldest young master of the Lan family had a little difficulty reading the letter.

On the letter there were only sixteen words in block letters: "Whoever sees this letter must return it; Under the big locust tree, it is easier said than done. ”

Lan Wang, who had just digested a large amount of information, had not yet reacted, and his brain entered a state of confusion again.

Is this faith? This is obviously a proverb! Is this a pantomime with someone? The old janitor said that when he saw this letter, he could understand everything and answer all his doubts, but after reading it, why did he have more and more questions?!

"How can you send a letter and ask the recipient to return it? Also, where is this big locust tree? What does it mean to know easier than done? Does it mean that believing in this matter is easier said than done, and it is up to me to choose whether to come or not? ”

The young master scratched his head, "No matter what the surnamed Wang thinks, whether he can pinch and calculate, and whether he is really an immortal, there is one thing that is right: he is sure that I will be curious, I will know the mystery of meditation, and I will continue to check if he is right!" This man, even if he is not a prophet, must have planned everything and laid it down, waiting for me to drill into it! ”

Well, the next question is: does Lan Wang want to drill or not?

Sitting on the edge of the bed, holding the letter paper in his hand, and muttering for a long time, the eldest young master turned his head to call the maid: "Xin'er, do you know where the 'big locust tree' is?" ”

Early the next morning, when Lan Wang was still worried about how to find an excuse to run out of the house and go to the big locust tree on the basis of not being seen by his cheap parents, an opportunity was automatically sent to the door. After breakfast, the cheap dad called a servant and asked him to carry Lan Wang out to breathe.

"Little bolt, come here. Later, you can go out for a walk with Wang'er on your back, don't go too far, walk along the high-walled street and come back, but remember to let Wang'er bask in the sun more. Be sure to stay safe. ”

"Come on, sir! You must let the young master get warm! And behold! "The little guy named Bolt is twelve or thirteen years old, with a hairy head, not tall or short, but he has a strong and stocky that is rare among his peers, and his bottom plate is extremely stable. Dressed in a short dress, the washed slightly whitish blue cloth shirt was ironed meticulously. When he heard the master's command, he immediately replied with a smile on his face, and he was reliable and proper in his wit and eccentricity.

"Bolt, don't be rude! How many times have I told you! At the dining table, Butler Zhou, who was waiting beside the master, put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, glared at him, and scolded him sharply. Speaking of which, this plug is not a family child, it was picked up by Steward Zhou from the hungry people outside a few years ago, and when he was sent back to the Lan family, he was only a little more than a year old, and half of his life was already hungry. Steward Zhou saw that he was pitiful, fed him alive with a mouthful of porridge and rice soup, and adopted him as an adopted son. When he grew older, he became a little servant and stayed in the inner house to serve. The child followed Steward Zhou's surname, and was given the name by the master, called Zhouquan.

Lan Fengshan saw that the housekeeper was angry, so he raised his hand, signaling that he didn't need it at all, and then ordered the little bolt to go to the bedroom to pick up the young master.

This time, lying on the back of the little boy and walking under the daylight, Lan Wang had the first chance to see this new world carefully, this new world that he was completely unfamiliar with. The original owner of this body has not left the inner house for several years, and even if he goes out of the gate, he can't go far, and he is all served by servants and accompanied by his mother. Therefore, Lan Wang's little mind did not have any impression of the outside world, that is, that Yang City.

In a sense, this morning's trip to Yangcheng can be regarded as the "first contact" between the traveler and the new world.

Go out of the gate and turn left, a long street is full of high-door houses and deep mansions. The same grand lintel, the same tall threshold, the same stone drum and horse pile, the same stone lion with teeth and claws of different shapes. The blue and black tiles are solemn and magnificent, while the red lacquer, gilt and relief unabashedly flaunt the nobility of the owners of the houses on this street. The street itself is clean and tidy, paved with bluestone slabs, and there are willow trees planted on the side of the road.

There is no doubt that the Lan family mansion is located in the middle of a so-called "rich area".

Lan Wang noticed that although this street and several nearby blocks were all big mansions, only this street had houses in the Sanjin courtyard. And among all the mansions in the courtyards of the three entrances, if you want to talk about style and pomp, the Lan family's mansion can hold the bull's ear steadily. It can be seen that the Lan family's status in Yangcheng seems to be very unusual.

"Young master, look! How cute that stone lion is! The craftsman who carved this beast also gave birth to a seven-trick exquisite heart, and his hands were so skillful! Look, the lion is smiling at you! ”

"Young master, our house is the largest and most magnificent on this Guiyang street! You just have to look at whether the threshold is high or not, and you will know that this house is not magnificent! By the way, young master, do you know what a house is? Do you know what a threshold is? Look, that's the threshold! ”

"Young master, the weather is good today, the sun is just right, the bolt will take you around two more times!"

"Young master, if you look forward from my shoulder, you can see the big intersection! After that intersection, we can see the river! ”

The young man who carried Lan Wang on his back can be regarded as having a clever mouth and is very talkative, and since he knocked out the door of the Lan family's mansion, these two mouths have not stopped.

The eldest young master of the Lan family just listened, and didn't answer, just looked around, and after a while, he touched the letter in his arms and saw if it was still there. At the same time, his occupational illness as an old mercenary had flares up again: he had not gone far before he had already written down all the commanding heights, forks, alleys, and the appearance of the various houses on the street.

The little guy continued to chatter. Lan Wang observed for a while, and then suddenly interrupted: "Bolt, tell me, who live on this street except for our family?" ”

This little guy was not as surprised as the maid and the old janitor when he heard the little young master speak, but he was stunned for a moment, and then immediately picked up the words: "So that the young master knows, all the people living on this street are decent people, and the lowest words of the martial artists are generals, and there are many literati!" There are many scholarly doors, and there are countless imperial historians who have retired from the court, and there is a book not far from here that has returned to his hometown! Young master, don't look at our Yangguan in the northernmost part of the Daling Dynasty, located in a remote area, but Zhong Lingyuxiu, outstanding people, and every year in the township test and the southern capital of Chunyu can send out a lot of talents! Year after year, there are more and more nobles returning to their hometowns on Guiyang Street! Otherwise, how can it be called Guiyang Street! ”

"Young master, do you want to listen to the bolt and tell you what officials are in our Great Command Dynasty?"

"This kid knows a lot of things, so I need to ask him about it, maybe I can get something." The young master was thinking in his heart.

When Lan Wang heard about it at first glance, even if his history was not good, he knew that the official position of this Ling Dynasty was at least not much different from the official title of the original ancient Chinese Song and Ming dynasties and even the Qing Dynasty, so he didn't want to listen to it anymore, but just asked: "Then who do you say live in this area?" ”

"Ah, if you go back to the young master, some of the residents outside have no official status, most of them are businessmen, some live here all the year round, and some only open a separate courtyard here for merchants to settle down, and there are quite a lot of people who live there. However, although these people are not officials, most of them are taken care of by people on the official face, otherwise even if they spend thousands of dollars or thousands of dollars, they will not be able to buy an industry on this famous Guiyang Street! Eh, I said young master, then again, why are you asking about these things at a young age? ”

He is also strange: the young master, who used to look like a piece of wood, why did he start to inquire about this and that today?

Lan Wang smiled in his heart. Only now did this little guy realize that he was different from the original and became different, and the reflex arc was not long. No wonder everyone says that talkative people are often shorter than they listen, and they don't even notice other people showing their tracks.

"Hey, that's what I'm asking." Lan Wang's tone already had the flavor of old-fashionedness, "Don't just wander around the high wall street for a while, go to the big locust tree." ”

The little girl's feet stopped.

"Young, young master, you, what are you doing on the big locust tree? The master explained, the farthest you can't walk through the high-walled street! The big locust tree is at least five miles away from here, and if you don't go back to your home after the time, you will definitely send someone to find it, and I can't explain the bolt here! I have to eat melons when I go back! The old man is kind and doesn't blame me, and the old man has to invite me to eat stick stew! Young master, you can do well, spare the little one! ”

This string of begging for mercy is tactfully turned to listen, the tone is frustrated, the words are round, and it is natural, and it is said in a string one by one as smoothly as stand-up comedy, like the old artists under the Beijing overpass in the original world. Rao is Lan Wang's self-proclaimed laughter is extremely high, and he can't help laughing.

He laughed and scolded: "Coward, not even as good as me, a child who is less than nine years old!" When the time comes, you will say that it was my idea, and you will be fine with it! ”

"Young master, you're fine, but I'm fine! If you get a few scoldings at most, my ass won't be able to touch the stool for another month! Please, it's small! ”

"I'm really going to the big locust tree, there is something important." Lan Wang's voice returned to seriousness.

"Young Master, really..."

"What, what did I say useless?" The eldest young master repeated his old tricks and turned his face on the board.

As soon as his face was pulled, Lan Wang obviously felt that the little guy who was carrying him on his back began to tremble: "Young master, don't mind!" The little one is on your knees! ”

"Kneel! Just kneel! To whom do you kneel? Put me down and throw me on the ground first, and then knock me down and kowtow to me a few times?! Something that doesn't make a difference! Lan Wang tried his best to make himself sound more like a second ancestor who had not learned well since he was a child, but he didn't have the slightest experience now, so his acting skills were a bit too violent, and the harder he worked, the more he looked like a precocious little old man.

"Young master, don't be embarrassed! It's not that the little ones don't listen to you, it's that the lord and daddy won't let go of the bolt! ”

"I'm putting my words here for you today: no one will scold you when you go back, and no one will beat you. Somebody wants to hit you, then they have to step on me. That's all right, right? ”

"Young Master..."

"Plug, I ask you, am I not the same as before?"

"Young Master, what do you mean?"

"I'm asking you! Am I not the same as I was before I got sick?! ”

"Yes, yes, yes! The young master seems to have grown up in one night, and he is becoming more and more like the master when he talks! ”

"Good. So that you can believe what I say. Let me tell you, the confidence I guarantee to you is that no one in the Lan family's mansion dares to beat me! No one can beat me! As soon as I sit there, I will not leave, and who will dare to touch me? My father and mother did dare to teach me a lesson, and they were indeed qualified to teach me, but did they dare to beat me? My dad threatens people at every turn, saying that he wants to 'break your legs', but don't forget one thing, my legs are useless! No feeling below the thighs! Let them fight as they please! As long as they can get their hands on it, it doesn't matter if it's discounted! You say, hit the body? That's even better! As long as they're not afraid to kill me, let me go! ”

"Young Master!! Don't talk like that, don't say that word, it's unlucky! ”

"As long as you take me on this trip, I cover you, and no one will beat you. As long as I'm in front of you, the stick will never fall on you! ”

"Young master, I can't use you as a shield, I..."

"Less nonsense, hurry up, go or not?"

There was a brief silence.

After a while, the sound of the bolt sounded - after experiencing a fierce psychological struggle, he seemed to have made up his mind: "Come on, young master, you sit tight, the bolt is going to run two steps faster!" Go to the shade under the big locust tree! ”

Lan Wang thought to himself: Although he doesn't have the domineering spirit that others often say, he is still very good at bluffing and manipulating people's hearts.