What an attitude!

Fu Shun secretly spat on himself.

He is An Yi's henchman, the deputy young master in An Yi's courtyard, and all the subordinates in the Taifu Mansion are respectful to him, not to mention the people outside.

But such a proud man has been reduced to the point of pretending to be a dirty and smelly beggar.

Forget it, bear with me.

Fu Shun released the clenched fist in his sleeve and obediently put the things hidden in his clothes on the ground.

The guards pinched their noses with their hands and carefully examined the contents of this "beggar".

In order to pretend to be more like a beggar, Fushun deliberately went to the garbage heap to turn over a half-gnawed chicken leg and a meal in a half-rancid state.

The guard took a thick wooden stick and touched the two things. It was only when it was confirmed that there were no bombs or other destructive species, and he raised his head.

"Anything else?"

"It's gone." Fushun shook his head, and forced himself to drain the Harry out of his mouth like a real crazy beggar waiting for food to be picked up from the garbage heap.

"That's... Can I eat it? ”

"Yes, you can." The soldier looked at him in disgust and motioned for him to leave.

Fu Shun picked up the food on the ground and put it in his pocket as a treasure, and then hurriedly walked into the capital.

Fortunately, he deliberately rolled around the stinky ditch a few times, and his body was smelly enough, otherwise the silver ticket tied in his arms would have been exposed.

"It's finally settled." Fu Shun looked at the guards who were continuing to do the search work, and breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he went in the direction of Taifufu.

Taifu Mansion.

When the gatekeeper saw a beggar standing outside, his face immediately darkened.

"Where did the stinky beggar come from, this is Taifu's Mansion, is this the place where you can stay? Get out of here. ”

As he spoke, he made a chaser motion.

"Bold!" Fu Shun said, "I'm Fu Shun next to the young master, let me in!" ”

As he spoke, Harry flowed out.

"Maniac!" The gatekeeper sneered, "Fu Shun is the henchman of the young master, and he is better dressed than us boys, and he accompanied the young master to Jian'an, how could it be that you are a beggar!" ”

"I really am." Fu Shun said, throwing him the token that the Taifu Mansion specially gave to the little guy.

"If you still don't believe me, you can fetch me a basin of water and let me wash my face, and I will prove to you that I am Fushun!"

The little guy picked up the token, looked at it carefully, and when he confirmed that the token belonged to the Taifu Mansion, he breathed a sigh of relief.

But although he breathed a sigh of relief, it did not mean that he completely trusted this beggar to be Fushun himself.

The little guy hooked his finger at the two gatekeepers next to him, "You two take care of him, I'll go get a basin of water to wash his face." ”

"Yes."

After the two little guys agreed, the little guy who said to get a basin of water to wash Fushun's face entered the house.

In the middle of it, he came out with a bucket of water. He threw the towel on the ground and said in that charity tone, "No, wash it."

"Hmm."

Fushun wanted to get angry, but when he thought of the follow-up plan, he had to endure it. He took the rag, dipped it in a little water, and wiped his cheek.

At the end, Fushun threw the rag aside. He looked at the little guy with cold eyes, and said sarcastically, "Is it okay?!"

Is it really Fushun?

All the little guys turned pale.

This Fu Shun is the henchman of the young master, the second "young master" of Feng Luo, if he offends him, the consequences can be imagined.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth pulled out a smile, and he nodded vigorously to apologize to Fushun.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that Fushun Gongzi was back. If there is any offense, I hope that Lord Fushun will be Haihan. ”

If this is replaced by the usual, Fushun will definitely not really be able to really Haihan because of Xiaowu's Haihan, and really Haihan him.

But now is different from the past, he doesn't know whether his own life can be saved, where will he take care of a small servant.

"I have something to report to the master, go to the room to take a shower before reporting, please excuse me, get out of the way."

Fushun's words were a little cold, and after speaking, he went directly into the house and returned to his room to take a bath.

Doorway.

The little guy looked at Fushun's back and spat fiercely.

"Dog and powerful guy, if it weren't for the prestige of the young master, you could pretend to be an uncle here?"

Although the little guy is scolding Fushun, it cannot be denied that he is very envious of Fushun. But envy is envy, it is absolutely impossible for him to do what he does.

Maple settled.

Fu Shun returned to his room, took a shower, changed his clothes, and went to the main courtyard.

The little servants in the main courtyard were a little surprised when they saw Fushun coming. A guy who was good friends with Fushun came over, and he pulled Fushun aside.

"Didn't you go to Jian'an with Young Master Cousin? Why did you come back so soon? Done? Since you've done it, why haven't you seen Master Cousin? Shouldn't he come over and say hello to Lord Taifu? ”

The little guy who made friends asked several questions like a cannon, and Fushun was upset.

He looked at the room not far away, his eyes gurgling, and then he laughed and said madly: "Ghost, female ghost, don't come, don't come!"

Seeing that Fushun suddenly went crazy, the little guy was frightened, and he sat on the ground with his butt and looked at him with horror on his face.

"Fushun, what's wrong with you?!"

Fu Shun didn't pay attention to him, but grabbed him by the neck.

"Female ghost, you let my young master go, if you don't let me go, I will let you never be reborn!"

Maybe it's because the noise here is too loud and it alarms the people in the room.

Then, An Xian and the old lady walked out of it, and the two looked at Fushun and the little guy who was frightened by Fushun, and a trace of disdain crossed their eyes.

"What's going on?"

When the little girl saw his master come out, he grabbed An Xian's clothes like he had found a savior.

"Master save me, Fushun is crazy, crazy."

An Xian loosened the sleeve that the little guy was holding, and said to the person next to him: "What are you still doing here?" Why don't you tie up Fushun soon? And you two, pull him away for me. ”

An Xian said, casually pointing to the two people.

The person who was pointed out heard what An Xian said, and hurriedly pulled the little guy away. Then, a person found a rope and tied Fushun.

The old lady looked at Fu Shun who was tied up and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Take the two of them into the house."

With that, he returned to the house first.

An Xian saw that his mother and relatives had returned to the house, so he didn't say anything more, but just turned his head back to the house.

Inside the house.

The old lady was leisurely drinking tea on the throne. Compared with her leisure, An Xian is not so calm. He looked at the little guy who said to save his life: "Tell me, what's going on?"

"My lord, Fushun is crazy, crazy." The little girl cried and cried.

"Enough!" The steward couldn't stand it, and scolded him, "The master means to ask you how he came to be like this, not to make you cry!" ”

(End of chapter)