The two lingered for a long time, Zhang Cheng saw that it was not early and did not return overnight, and the house must be worried, so he said goodbye to Qianqian and left, promising to come as soon as he was free.

When Zhang Cheng left, he asked Xiao Si of Qinglou where the two sons who were with him last night were, and Xiao Si found the old bustard who still had charm.

Zhang Cheng looked at the old bustard with spring in the corners of his eyes and said, "Dare to ask the proprietress if the two sons who were with me yesterday are still there?" ”

"Yo, isn't this son the author of the word card "Water Tune Song Head" that I heard from the girls yesterday?" When the old bustard saw it, Zhang Cheng smiled.

Zhang Cheng looked at the smile on the old bustard's face and the foundation fluttering down with the smile, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he immediately took a step back and said, "Don't dare, it's just down." Because he was in a hurry to leave, he asked again: "Boss, have you ever seen the two sons who were with me yesterday?" ”

"Look at your anxious look, the two sons are still enjoying the blessings of the people, do you want to wait no longer?" The old bustard smiled at Zhang Cheng while fiddling with coquettishness.

Zhang Cheng saw that the two classmates were still inconvenient to disturb in their sleep, and was about to say goodbye and leave, and then remembered something, turned around and said: "By the way, the proprietress spent a lot yesterday, how much silver taels do you want to pay." ”

The old bustard looked at Zhang Cheng from the corner of his eyes, and a smile seemed to be meaningful at the corner of his mouth: "Zhang Gongzi, if you want to pay the bill, Miss Qianqian has already paid it." Then he stepped forward and whispered: I said Zhang Gongzi, my Qianqian has a deep affection for you, and it is the first time to pay the bill for a man."

"Please ask the proprietress to convey my gratitude to Qianqian for me, and tell her that Zhang Cheng promised her that he would do it, and Zhang still has important things to do, and he will come back in the future and say goodbye." After listening to it, I was very surprised, and then smiled heartily and ended the topic very familiarly.

After going out, Zhang Cheng found a carriage and soon returned to Zhang's mansion.

As soon as he entered the mansion, the people in the mansion stepped forward and saluted: "Young master, Madam is waiting for you in the west wing, let you go to see her as soon as you come back." ”

Zhang Cheng nodded and went straight to the West Wing.

On the way to the West Wing, he saw a lot of people in a hurry, and they seemed to be avoiding something, and Zhang Cheng had a bad premonition.

As soon as I pushed the door, I saw the kneeling Lu Luo and the steward with a leather whip behind him, and the cheap old lady was sitting and drinking tea, with a ring on each side.

"The child has seen his mother." Seeing that the situation was not right, Zhang Cheng took the lead in speaking.

Mrs. Zhang put down the teacup and said softly: "Cheng'er, why didn't you return all night yesterday?" ”

"The child exchanged poems with his classmates and friends in the Falling Rain Pavilion yesterday, and he had a lot of fun, so he ......" Zhang Cheng looked at Lu Luo on the ground and replied cautiously.

Zhang's mother walked to Zhang Cheng's side in small steps, and when she saw that Zhang Cheng was a little strange, she sniffed her nose and asked, "Where did you go after the exchange?" ”

Seeing that his mother seemed to know something, Zhang Cheng took a step back and distanced himself, and forced a smile and said, "After it was over, I went to have a few drinks with a few classmates." ”

"Restaurant? Or - Qinglou?! Mother Zhang glanced at Zhang Cheng, deliberately slowed down her speech, and seemed to confirm it again in the inquiry.

"......" Zhang Cheng was very flustered in his heart, and his eyelids jumped in shock.

At this time, Zhang Cheng thought that it was a pity that this cheap old lady did not go to be a detective, and he could guess eight or nine without leaving ten in his words, and now he was on the ground with the five bodies that the cheap old lady admired, and there was still a trace of fear by the way.

Zhang Cheng didn't know how to answer for a long time, and said to go to the restaurant, from the nuanced performance of Zhang's mother just now, he must have been recognized, and said to go to the Qinglou, there are so many people in the room, it is really difficult to speak.

"Hmph, I'm full of fat powder, and I also learned to visit the Qinglou!" Mother Zhang was not angry and arrogant.

"Mother, Cheng'er knows that he is wrong, this matter has nothing to do with Lu Luo, and I hope that my mother will open up." Zhang Cheng saw that the matter had been revealed, and hurriedly admitted his mistake.

Mother Zhang couldn't help but be angry when she saw Zhang Cheng protecting Lu Luo so much: "Careless, I don't need to teach you how to do it." ”

"Yes, ma'am." Steward Hu replied. Then he turned to Zhang Cheng and said, "Young Master, I'm sorry." ”

After the steward finished speaking, the leather whip fell on Lu Luo's back, and the sound of the "horn" instantly woke up Zhang Cheng, when the steward Hu was about to hit the second whip, Zhang Cheng kicked on the steward with a heartfelt kick, and the steward fell to the ground in response.

"Presumptuous, you are becoming more and more disagreeable in the city, but there is still a mother like me in your eyes, come on, put the young master in the firewood room."

Zhang Cheng was sent into the firewood room by the two fierce subordinates.

Zhang Cheng, who was locked in the firewood room, was angry, anxious, and worried at first, but after calming down, Zhang Cheng found that this ancient life might not be as he wished. He didn't want this kind of life, although he was born in a wealthy family, but in this family, he felt depressed all the time, and from this moment he had the idea of running away.

I think a lot of people have had the idea of running away from home when they were teenagers, and their biological parents were angry that they didn't want to stay in the house anymore or go to a specific place to meet someone. Or for no reason, a partner asks you to go out with you, and with a certain excitement and curiosity, he follows.

The life Zhang Cheng wants is actually very simple, he has a house of his own, he can be in charge of everything, he doesn't have to be controlled by anyone, and he enjoys the slow life of ancient times with his beloved.

However, the idea is very plump, the reality is too backbone, and Zhang Cheng has encountered too many troubles recently, one after another, and it has not allowed him to rest. The original ideal was to be a happy rich young master, go to a tavern, visit the kiln, yo-yo the dog, and fight crickets. But now? Now that he is locked up in the firewood room, he does not hate this cheap mother, but he feels that although his family is rich, he is too restrictive, and he is really not used to this kind of life.

I thought of Lu Luo again, and I felt very sorry for her, the whip that the butler smoked, and the "horn" are still playing back in my mind.

"I don't know how Lu Luo is......" Zhang Cheng sighed.

With this tormented mood, I spent a day in the firewood room.

At this time, Zhang Tiantian had not eaten rice grains, he was thirsty and hungry, and the rumbling sound of his stomach had been back and forth several times, and he had never known that this cheap old lady's heart was so ruthless.

Outside the window, the moonlight at sunset is reflected along the papier-mâché window, and all kinds of insects chirp "relatives", all declaring that this is a quiet night.

After a cat meow, there was a knock on the door.

"Young Master!"

Zhang Cheng, who was sleeping soundly, seemed to hear someone shouting outside the door, so he hurriedly got up and leaned behind the door, and asked in a low voice, "Lu Luo, is that you?" ”

"It's me, young master, I'm here to bring you food." Lu Luo outside the door said cautiously.

Lu Luo pushed the door and found that the wood door was locked, the window was closed, and things could not be delivered.

"Young master, things can't be put in, what should I do?" Lu Luo said in a panic.

"Don't worry, I'll see." I tried to poke a big hole in the window with paper paste, and said with great joy: "Lu Luo, send it in." ”

Zhang Cheng took the steamed buns sent by Lu Luo and devoured them, eating too quickly, and choked and coughed after a while.

Lu Luo, who was outside the door, heard the cough and hurriedly worried: "Young master, eat slowly, don't choke." ”

"I know, you can go quickly, Lu Luo, as soon as my mother finds out, I will suffer again." Zhang Cheng puffed out his mouth while eating.

It's a pity that Zhang Cheng's worry was still a little late, the sound of hurried footsteps, the light of the lantern, and after a while, there were many people outside Zhang Cheng's door.

"Lu Luo, you are so bold, come on, drag her down for me and lock her up." Mother Zhang pointed at Lu Luo and yelled loudly.

Seeing this, Lu Luo immediately knelt down and said: "Madame, the slave maid saw that the young master had not eaten rice grains for a day, and the young master's previous injuries had not completely healed, so she took it upon herself to send it over." ”

Zhang Cheng in the firewood room was very anxious, his hands slapped the firewood door hard, and shouted loudly: "Mother, it's not about Luluo, she just came to bring me food, mother, please let Luluo go." ”

After hearing Zhang Cheng's cry of intercession for Lu Luo, his anger became even worse, and he pointed at Lu Luo and commanded his subordinates: "Come on, beat me hard." ”

When Manager Hu whipped Lu Luo hard with a leather whip, the subordinates on both sides retreated with cold air, and Lu Luo knelt on the ground and endured the pain without shouting. And Zhang Cheng, who was in the firewood room, watched the leather whip fall on Lu Luo's back again and again through the pierced hole, and his heart was filled with endless sadness.

"Mother, child, please stop fighting, don't fight." Zhang Cheng couldn't help but cry out loud.

However, no matter how Zhang Cheng begged for mercy, Zhang's mother was still indifferent.

When the leather whip lasted for a while, Lu Luo, who was kneeling on the ground, finally couldn't bear it anymore and fainted.

The moment he saw Lu Luo falling, Zhang Cheng went crazy in the firewood room with all kinds of kicking, slamming and screaming in pain.

That kind of heartbroken shouting made the people on both sides of the audience couldn't bear to look at Zhang's mother, and even the steward stopped whipping and looked at Zhang's mother.

"Did I stop you?" Mother Zhang was full of momentum, looked at the manager with indifferent eyes, and said sternly.

The helpless steward glanced in the direction of Chaimen, shook his head and sighed again, and continued to whip Lu Luo who fainted.

Endless tears flowed all the way to his heart, and the feeling of powerlessness in his heart prompted Zhang Cheng to make up his mind to leave the Zhang family, and his hateful eyes were firmly fixed on Steward Hu, and the cheap mother who had always been kind and caring to him.