Although the city lord's mansion of Xizhou City is not big, there are only two courtyards before and after, but the so-called "sparrows are small, all the organs are complete", the things that other princes should have in the palace, the mansion is also not on the ground, and it is placed in the place where the city lord and the lady rest and live, and the place where the guests will discuss matters, if it is really not placed, Yang Wu also gave some maids and small servants in the house, and the rest are all piled up in the warehouse used as a few empty houses, and no longer ask.

Yang Dayou is a distant uncle of Yang Wu, and he is said to be an "uncle", but he is actually only a dozen years older than Yang Wu.

He had a hard life, he had no parents when he was young, and he had been relying on Yang Wu's father to take care of him, since he was under the fence, he also knew that he couldn't live a life of fine clothes and food, so he learned to save his life from elementary school, and secretly hid a steamed bun or half a chicken leg at every meal, in case he was kicked out and had no food to eat.

Later, Yang Wu's father's clan was slaughtered, but fortunately he ran fast to escape, but because of this, he lived a wandering life - this kind of days lasted until Yang Wu succeeded in revenge, and after revenge, Yang Wu also found some old acquaintances in the process of looking for his own brother Yang Wei, and Yang Dayou was one of them.

The current Yang Dayou is the treasury steward of the City Lord's Mansion, and everyone knows his relationship with the City Lord, so he will also be called "Grandpa Yang" when he is in front of him.

Grandpa Yang usually has three hobbies: basking in the sun, smoking hookah, and checking account books. basking in the sun, if it is cloudy, he can also stay in the house for a day without going out; When smoking hookah is also boring for a while, he will call a few servants to accompany him for a drink or two; Check the account book he has never stopped, even if it is rain and wind, he must insist on checking every day, he will not be bored after a long time, sometimes he is interested, and he will turn it over again in the morning, and turn it again in the afternoon.

This ledger is not a ledger for making money, but a booklet specially made for some items that are not used in the house.

Recently, careful people have found that when Grandpa Yang came to turn over the ledger again, he didn't squint and smile like before - he seemed to have encountered something sad recently, frowning and sighing all day long, the sun didn't shine often, and he smoked less hookah. Although everyone was talking in private, no one dared to ask.

According to everyone's impression of Grandpa Yang in the past, he was indeed a kind old man, but just two days ago, when the Ming girl in charge of the young lady's living asked him to approve a new bed to replace his old bed that squeaked and creaked as soon as he lay down, he was extremely ugly and scolded: "Little wave hoof, don't think I don't know why your bed broke so quickly!" Get out of the way! ”

This incident happened suddenly, spread faster, and in less than a moment, the whole house knew that Grandpa Yang couldn't be provoked - everyone had been working together in the same mansion for a long time, who didn't have a little handle not to be caught by others, but he couldn't anger him, and he shook out the things about drinking flowers and wine as his son, and going over the wall in the dark.

How can they understand the sorrow in their hearts!

Yang Dayou watched the maids and maids who came and went around avoid him, sighed in his heart, and took out the thick account book.

Instead of looking through it from beginning to end as usual, he opened one of the folded pages, stared at it for a long time, and sighed heavily: "Not enough! ”

When I got closer, I saw that the first sentence on the page was written the word "bed", and then it was divided into two columns, and the left column wrote "Sycamore Wood Bed", except for the word "卌" circled with a red pen, and the name of the next half page was full. The column on the right is much simpler, with only three lines: the first line is written "a huanghuali wood bed", followed by Yang Wu's name; In the second line, write "a wenge wood bed", followed by Yang Jian's name; In the third line, it is written "a rosewood bed", but then there is a blank space, and no one's name is written.

This is Yang Dayou's own registration of the use of goods, for a large number of items, circle a red pen on the registered number, which means that the item has been used up, followed by the name of the recipient; If the number is small, it is enough to write down only those who have received it at the end—shouldn't it be that whatever is used up should be circled, regardless of the number? That's not good, sometimes simply counting a few counts is also quite interesting for Yang Dayou.

If the girl came to get something else that day, it would be fine, but she came to change the bed, then Yang Dayou would never be able to agree - a subordinate used a bed that was higher than the grade used by his own young lady, what kind of system would it be? was originally rejected, and the original bed was used for improvisation, but the Ming girl relied on her own posture and wanted to stain Yang Dayou, who had been innocent all her life, which provoked Yang Dayou to scold.

Of course, the swear words that circulated were only the first half of the sentence, in fact, there was another half of the sentence after it: "I figured out that I raised my identity to the city lord and the young lady, and there was no door!" ”

As for why the second half of the sentence couldn't get out, Ming Yatou was afraid that she would be scolded for being discerning, but Yang Dayou insisted that the Ming girl was shocked by her awe-inspiring righteousness for the sake of the city lord and young lady - considering this, he actually had some regrets in his heart that the second half of the sentence could not be circulated.

And what worries him even more at the moment is the only remaining rosewood bed in the whole mansion - the bed of the city lord and the young lady has not heard that it will be changed, so if the next person wants to refuse or agree?

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and the old man, who was nearly seventy years old, closed the ledger and sat down in his chair and sighed.

Yang Jian himself couldn't tell whether he was awake or asleep at this time.

said that he was awake, but it was pitch black in front of him, and he could clearly feel the warm sun shining on his body, but his body was weak and tight, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his arms and open his eyes; If you are asleep, you are awake, you can think and remember what you did when you were awake in the last moment.

Did I lose or win that battle? With questions, she thought a little in her mind: Yes, it's all because the ancestor said the first thing when he saw him, "I must be the lady of my family...... At the beginning, I felt that if I married the sky, I was afraid that this hairy boy would only suffer a loss, so I tried my best to bully him first, but who knew that a flower hated willow would pop up later? What's even more infuriating is that Tian is not afraid to ignore his "care" for him over the years, and resolutely say something like "at most half a year, I will be headed by him in my four sorrows", and he doesn't look down on himself, and he even pushes and shoves himself as an item, which is really hateful!

But the flower hated willow still grew well......

No, the vase looks good, but it doesn't fall either; Flowers look beautiful too, but when the wind and rain blow, they are not as useful as a crumpled piece of waste paper - it is not a good thing to look good.

Besides, that person is still a Confucian in his bones - Confucianism is the most hateful, if it can still be used in governing the world, now it is a troubled time, misleading the country, bullying the people, and apostasy, they all have a part, what is the use of Confucianism?

However, it seems that his appearance that day was greatly appreciated even by his father, who had always hated Confucianism, does this mean that he is indeed outstanding? According to the poetry that Mr. Niu explained, it seems that he is also a poor man...... Should I treat him with courtesy?

Not really! The so-called "poor people must have something hateful", maybe he did something sorry for the woman first, and he wanted to change his mind but couldn't get forgiveness. Just like Mr. Niu, I have learned that there are few people in this world who dare to boast that they can be the best, but they are not just as lustful? Stay in the women's pile all day, and even choose the opposite side of the place where the home is.

What happened to him who he had seen himself that day? The day I returned to Xizhou was also counted? When I met and slapped my ass, I was in the wrong place, and I didn't say a word, and I fainted as soon as I closed my eyes - it didn't look like I had seen it before...... Isn't it true that the sky is not afraid of lying? He doesn't have the guts, does he......

Well, thinking too much...... You should think about winning or losing!

Yang Jian clearly knew that his whole body was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, let alone shake his head to shake these messy thoughts out, but he still couldn't help but "shake" his head in his consciousness.

He shouldn't be a person who practices martial arts, before his father just said that he couldn't see through it, and he didn't say if he would be, but judging from the blank look on his face when Wu Hui slashed at him that day, he must have been scared stupid, how could such a person learn any swordsmanship? It is precisely because of this that he said that he couldn't use his sword or use internal force before accepting his challenge, which completely underestimated me......

Speaking of internal force, I didn't use internal force at that time, how could I have a feeling of qi and vein condensation? People who have a certain foundation of internal force know that if they don't use their internal force when doing the exercises, it is an extremely luxurious thing to want to go mad, how can they have a series of signs before going mad?

Yang Jian was confused in her heart, she first carefully recalled the characteristics of what her father said at that time, not long after this incident, Yang Jian was confident that she remembered it word for word - it wasn't her father's side that made a mistake, could it be that there was something wrong on her side? It's not right, not to mention that it was agreed in advance that you couldn't use internal force, even if you could, you also practiced according to the path that you have been practicing for nearly 20 years, how could you suddenly go on a business trip?

It's not that his father made a mistake in his description, nor did he make a mistake in his own deeds, and considering that he was still as usual before he took the stage to challenge, these signs only appeared when facing Hua Hate Liu - recalling his rash actions, sinister smile, and those unreasonable words he said at the beginning, Yang Jian finally confirmed one thing: this despicable and shameless villain, he dared to drugged!

This also better explains what is going on with his fatigue and distracting thoughts, he ...... He...... Could it be an aphrodisiac?

Thinking of this, Yang Jian felt that her face was hot again...... How can it be "again"?

That's right! The man is still ...... It's also light on its own! While he was fascinated by the drug, he rushed directly to himself in front of the public to touch his breasts!

Shameless! Hypocrisy! Rogue! Lecher!

The more Yang Jian thought about it, the more angry he became, slapping you twice would be cheap for you, if I was holding a sword......

Thinking of the sword, Yang Jian touched his side twice with both hands - he could really touch it!

Look, it's heaven destined for me to castrate you! With a firm idea in his heart, Yang Jian drew his sword angrily, no matter whether he could cut the flower hate willow at this time, let alone whether he could accurately hurt his interests, the sword in his hand sprayed out with a sword qi that was more than a foot long, so happy!

……

Yang Dayou has been fighting for a long time, and when he was about to make up his mind to send out the next time someone came to ask for a bed, the door of the room was directly pushed in by the small maid who was arranged to do chores in the side yard of the young lady with a "clang".

"Bastard! If you want to scare my old man to death, you can't take my place, don't say that you have only been here for three months, even in terms of character, you can't do it! Do you think I don't dare to tell the city lord about stealing food at night......" Yang Dayou first had goosebumps, and then came back to his senses, and scolded without waiting for the little guy to speak.

"Master...... Grandpa, Miss's house, collapsed...... Collapsed! The little girl looked crying and mourning, which made Yang Dayou feel horrified.

"That'...... Miss ......"

"Miss is fine, she came out by herself...... But looking at the way she came out with her sword, it seemed that she still split it herself......"

"Split it yourself?" Yang Dayou was stunned for a moment, frowning silently; After a while, he suddenly shouted: "Good! ”

OK? The little guy can't figure out if this Yang family has always had a tendon in the wrong place since the time of the ancestors, how can it still be said that the house is collapsed and the yard is in disarray?

Yang Dayou didn't care what the little guy thought in his heart, at this time he only thought about one thing: the rosewood bed was finally settled!