Today, the city of Rift Valley is not peaceful.

The reason for this is an article titled "Shocked! The well-known prodigy is obsessed with the theater and has no intention of learning, what is wrong with this world! The article was published in the Yanwu tabloid.

The teahouses and liquor stores all over the city, and even the streets and alleys are full of people talking.

"Then you have a good rest, and I'll help you call your housekeeper over." Zhao Erhu said with a smile.

"Well, thank you. If something unexpected happens, you can wake me up. ”

Cheng Xiaohao is so sleepy now, in order to improve his article last night, he meditated all night, revised and changed countless times.

It wasn't until the sound of the change of husband sounded that he suddenly realized that the time had actually reached the end of the next day, that is, around four o'clock in the morning.

He finally revised the article.

Taking advantage of the night, I hurried out.

Came to Qingzhu Tower and handed over the manuscript to the vigil guy here, that is, the messenger of the martial arts tabloid.

After seeing the guy go away, Cheng Xiaohao returned to his small courtyard.

The newly recruited maid happened to be fetching water by the well, and when she saw Cheng Xiaohao, she was surprised: "Master, why did you get up so early!" ”

Cheng Xiaohao smiled at her: "I didn't sleep last night." ”

This girl's name is Ming Chuan, she is diligent and hardworking, and she is a good maid.

Speaking of her origin, it also involved a funny anecdote.

Ever since Chen Qizhen found out that Cheng Xiaohao stuffed his unwashed socks into his sleeves, he always wanted to find a careful woman for Cheng Xiaohao who could take care of him in daily life.

At first, Cheng Xiaohao was reluctant to do so.

Because in this world, except for Ning Wenyu, he has never seen a woman who looks like him.

And in this world, if a single man recruits a maid, then no matter what his intentions are, that maid is actually already his person in name, that is, no matter what happens, this woman is his woman in the eyes of others.

But Cheng Xiaohao didn't want to ruin the reputation of a woman he didn't like with his conscience.

In fact, I heard Chen Qizhen say that many of the women who came here knew him in the surrounding area, because they admired his talent and wealth, they all came voluntarily, and they originally wanted to become his concubines.

But the point is...

His modern aesthetics are difficult to adapt to the aesthetics of this era, and he doesn't like those women who are not bad in the eyes of people in this era!

He was going to give up looking for a maid and was going to recruit a servant.

As a result, the bloody thing happened.

When he was walking by the river to digest his lunch, he ran into the bridge section of selling himself to bury his father!

Look at the girl with messy hair and dirty face crying pear blossoms with rain.

Cheng Xiaohao was still a little unbearable, and he had already gone far.

I turned back again, and I met a few beggars around the girl and teasing her.

Cheng Xiaohao glared angrily and shouted.

"Phew! How dare you be so bold in broad daylight! Don't leave quickly, or Master Ben will ask someone to drive you out of the city. ”

The beggars saw that he had an extraordinary bearing, and they were afraid that he would be a big man, so they hurriedly dispersed.

Forehead...... What should I do?

He had planned to come quietly, throw some cash into her broken bowl, and then leave quietly like the wind.

Be a good person who doesn't ask for anything in return.

But now he was stared at expectantly by such a miserable man (well, in fact, he couldn't see the girl's face clearly).

Anyway, in this case, he can't just walk away, right?

Thinking about it, it seems that he can't be a nameless good person.

Just be a good person who is upright, bright and majestic, and worshipped!

He approached the girl and glanced curiously at the corpse wrapped in a straw mat.

Because the head of the corpse was not wrapped.

Tut-tut, it's miserable, it's not human.

Pulling out ten cash from his bosom,