When the old gardener heard that he was going to dig up the roots of the locust tree, his expression was strange, and he wanted to persuade the stubborn little master, but when the words came to his mouth, they became: "The old slave will go and get a shovel." ”

What did I just say? That's not what I meant. The old gardener froze.

"Go." Zhang Ning waved his hand, quite like a general commanding thousands of troops.

I heard that when the mansion was opened, the first generation of Anxiang Bochan had invited someone to see feng shui, and only then planted a lot of locust trees in the house. The old gardener has been in the house for decades, and he really knows a lot of secrets, so he is reluctant, but he is not slow under his feet, and quickly takes a shovel and digs up the soil at the root of the locust tree that Zhang Ning hit twice in succession.

"Nothing." Zhang Ning was very disappointed, there were only the roots of the locust tree that were tangled together like a mess in the soil, not to mention the treasure, there was not a piece of scrap iron.

After instructing the old gardener to replant the locust tree, Zhang Ning turned around to leave, but was accidentally mixed with the trunk of the locust tree lying horizontally on the ground, and fell into a dog eating.

Do you have a grudge against me? Zhang Ning got up and thought hatefully while wiping the mud and sand on his face with a brocade handkerchief.

"Childe, you destroyed Feng Shui and were eaten back." The old gardener was worried.

What bullshit feng shui, son, I am from modern times, how can I believe this? Zhang Ning said: "That's because I didn't pay attention, it has nothing to do with feng shui." Hurry up and plant the tree. ”

The old gardener nagged endlessly, just saying that he would break Feng Shui and cause a big incident, and the meaning of the words was that if he dug like this, he would endanger Daniel Zhang who was far away in Datong, after all, there were no eyes on the battlefield.

It's so far, why didn't you find so many mouths of the old gardener before? Zhang Ning laughed angrily, simply didn't leave, squatted next to the old gardener, and listened to his chatter.

The old gardener nagged for a quarter of an hour, and his body suddenly trembled, and he said blankly, "What am I doing?" Then he felt Zhang Ning's playful gaze, knelt down on his knees, and said, "The old slave should die, and the son is angry." ”

Was it a ghost just now? How dare you teach your son a lesson?

Zhang Ning said: "Finished? ”

"The old slave should be damned." Cold sweat trickled down the old gardener's forehead, and the son did whatever he wanted, and he really didn't know how he would punish himself.

What will the original owner do when this happens, and punish the old gardener heavily? Not necessarily. He retains the memories of the original owner, who did not punish his subordinates severely, but was more of a prank. Zhang Ning's mind spun quickly, and he said slowly: "Punish you for not speaking for a day." ”

"Huh?" The old gardener froze, this is too light. What is the punishment for not speaking for a day?

Zhang Ning dropped a sentence: "From now on." "Get up and go.

He walked around the house for a quarter of an hour, without any abnormality, and just when he thought it was over, he collided with a maid who came out of the ear room. The basin of foot-washing water on Yahuan's hand was poured on him, and the smell made people feel sick.

Yahuan trembled with fright, knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

Zhang Ning didn't care about punishing her, and rushed back to the room, but she didn't run far and hit the tree again.

Again! Bump! Locust tree! Tree! Finish!

Hell yes! Zhang Ning wanted to cry without tears, so he stood coaxingly, the blood on his forehead slowly flowed, passed through the high bridge of his nose, dripped through his thin lips, dripped from his resolute chin to the collar, and met with the footwashing water.

The maid of the full house was dumbfounded.

Zhang Ning was not angry and said to the eldest girl Huan Qing'er who rushed over after hearing the news: "Don't help me back to the room quickly." ”

He really didn't dare to move, who knows what strange things will happen next.

"Yes."

Qing'er came over to help him with a worried face, carefully hugged him, and slowly returned to the courtyard where he lived.

Nothing happened again. Zhang Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down in the official hat chair where he usually sits, as soon as his butt touched the surface of the chair, there was a "snap" sound, and the official hat chair fell apart.

The maids who rushed up to wait were dumbfounded.

Zhang Ning was dumbfounded.

There was a strange silence in the room for a few breaths, Qing'er was the first to react, came over to wait, first untied the jade pendant on Zhang Ning's waist, took off his belt, and took off his coat.

After taking a hot bath, changing into clean clothes, and bandaging the wound on his forehead, Zhang Ning came to Yahuan, who was kneeling in the courtyard to ask for sin, looked at her twice, and said helplessly: "Go back." ”

The little girl looked thirteen or fourteen years old, her little face was pale with fright, and she couldn't stop shaking, and when she heard Zhang Ning's words, she looked up at him in surprise, and then realized that this was a big disrespect, and hurriedly lowered her head.

It's too evil today, and most of the problems are on yourself, how can you blame the little girl? If you want to put it aside in modern times, she is probably still a junior high school student. Zhang Ning couldn't bear it, and said again: "Go back." ”

The little girl was surprised: "Doesn't the son punish the slave maid?" ”

Although it was Gongzi who bumped into her and knocked over the basin in her hand, and the foot-washing water was all sprinkled on him, as a slave, how could he accuse the master of his fault? How embarrassed and embarrassed Childe was just now, how could he not punish her?

Zhang Ning said: "If you have to kneel here, follow you." ”

"Slave and maid, go back, Gongzi Xie." The little girl kowtowed, got up quickly, and ran away without a trace.

If you don't figure this out today, how can Zhang Ning rest assured? He went out of the yard very carefully, and walked slowly along the same path, but nothing happened, and met a few maids along the way, and when he saw him, he stopped and saluted him respectfully, and then went to work.

Zhang Ning didn't give up and went again. This time I didn't meet a single person, the locust tree that had dug out its roots lay quietly beside the deep pit, and the old gardener didn't know where to go.

Zhang Ning wandered around the mansion until the last rays of sunlight disappeared behind the high eaves, the light in the courtyard gradually turned gray, and the light of candles came through the doors and windows.

Very hungry and tired. Zhang Ning sat on the steps of the gazebo, only to feel that his legs seemed to be filled with lead. He walked for almost a whole day, carefully visiting this Ming Dynasty building countless times.

Looks like you haven't eaten all day? Zhang Ning was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, and he suddenly remembered that he forgot to eat dim sum when he was interrupted by Liu Nianyi, and after being hit by a little girl, and pouring a body of foot washing water, he forgot to eat.

Just as he stood up holding on to the pillar of the gazebo, a person hurriedly walked with a dead wind lamp in his hand, and in the dim light, he saw clearly that the person who came was Qing'er.

When he opened his eyes in Anxiangbo's Mansion, what he saw was a melon seed face, white skin, and ruddy lips slightly upturned, about fifteen or sixteen years old Qing'er.

"Childe, why are you here? Teach slaves and maids to be easy to find. Qing'er complained softly.

Zhang Ning said angrily: "I haven't been out of the house for a day, what's not to find?" "When it comes to dinner, you don't know what you want me to eat?

Qing'er said: "It's strange that the son didn't leave the house." "Childe is so strange these days, he doesn't run outside the house, and he doesn't gather all the sons to fight.

Think I'm abnormal? Today's unfortunate thing is something that everyone feels abnormal. Zhang Ning said: "Something big happened in the house, aren't I looking for the root cause?" You're so busy that you don't know how to bring something to eat. ”