Fan Mansion seems to be a little different today, it turns out that Young Master Fan Jian brought a beggar back from the street today.

This is terrible, especially since this beggar has been howling and crying all the way.

The people gathered in piles and talked about it.

The bold even stretched out his hand to point at Mingtang.

......

"Oh, the little young master dragged a beggar back today?"

"Who knows, you see how strange that beggar is, crying ever since he entered the courtyard.

Now that the young master has arranged a big table of dishes for him, he is still crying. ”

"Well, he still cries while eating, and he's not afraid of choking?"

......

In the past, Mrs. Fan must have been born and reprimanded.

But today, the old lady looked at the people, then at Mingtang, shook her head and walked away.

"Oh, you cry slowly, eat slowly, people who don't know still think I'm doing something to you"

Fan Jian stared at the beggar in front of him, a little ridiculous.

Immediately, he looked at the subordinates outside the Ming Hall and felt that their heads were all big.

"Okay, okay, the big guy is also lively, go get ready for hot water, and then get ready for a proper outfit"

Fan Jian said this, and pointed to the beggar man who was feasting.

The subordinates hurriedly nodded yes and went to work.

When the beggar man saw that he was strong, he didn't care about the flesh in his mouth, so he bowed down.

Fan Jian hurriedly stopped, he seemed a little embarrassed,

"Oops, go take a shower and change your clothes after eating"

Speaking of this, the little young master secretly wiped his sweat,

"Brother He, wait for you to pack up and let's talk in the study. ”

The beggar man was very moved when he heard this, and he didn't think that now that he was like this, the little young master would still recognize himself.

......

After a while, the beggar man had already changed his clothes, and casually asked where the young master of the Fan family was, and left without looking back.

At this time, a servant girl on the side hurriedly ran towards the person who had just been questioned, and asked curiously,

"Is that person the one just now the beggar that the young master brought back?"

"It seems to be yes, I didn't expect him to look quite talented after cleaning up like this"

"Could he be the young master's new recruit?"

Another maidservant asked excitedly,

"You're thinking too much, don't you think he looks familiar?"

......

"Hey, when you say that, I think he looks a lot like the one from the capital who helped our young master fight the lawsuit a few years ago......"

"Litigator"

"Yes, yes, yes, what is it called......"

"He Zhizhang!"

"yes, it looks like it's really him"

"It's only been a few years, how did he become a beggar?"

......

......

Den.

Fan Jian was looking at the man in Tsing Yi in front of him.

Long.

"Brother He, what's wrong with you in the past few years?"

When the man in green clothes heard Fan Jian's words, he seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, so he knelt directly on the ground and said with tears in his eyes:

"Young Master Fan Jian......"

Fan Jian's eyelids jumped, you are a cheap young master!

However, he still listened carefully to He Zhizhang's crying.

It turned out that this guy was robbed by a group of people of unknown origin after the lawsuit was over.

The gang also threatened him, not allowed to return to the capital, not allowed to report to the official, and not allowed to go to Fan's villa to appeal.

If He Zhizhang did not agree or did not believe his word, they would kill He Zhizhang's wife and children in Kyoto.

This He Zhizhang is an ordinary person, in addition to active thinking, he has taken a little fame and fame, and he can do a little bit of kung fu, how can he stand this.

I had to live on the streets near Xishan Port, begging for a living.

I have to cover my face and hide from the people in the Fan family's courtyard.

Fan Jian thought, this goods is also cowardly, right?

He looked at He Zhizhang who was kneeling on the ground, and suddenly felt that he couldn't blame He Zhizhang for his cowardly personality.

In fact, if you think about it a little, you can understand that you are willing to bother to treat He Zhizhang so much.

Except for Liu Valve, who he once offended by helping Young Master Fan Fu fight a lawsuit, there will be no one else.

Thinking of this, the little young master couldn't help but sigh.

In the final analysis, it's because of my own involvement.

But this Liu valve is too petty.

Fan Jian didn't think much about it anymore, and hurriedly helped He Zhizhang up.

But for a moment he didn't know what to say.

The two sat awkwardly, and there was a sudden silence in the study.

......

He Zhizhang looked at Young Master Fan Jian, who was frowning, and didn't dare to speak for a while.

After a while, he watched Fan Jian's brows furrow deeper and deeper, and he only felt like he was on pins and needles.

He carefully paid attention to Fan Jian's expression while carefully moving his buttocks.

This young master won't kill people, will he? Is he worried that I will leak the idea he gave me that day?

Thinking of this, He Zhizhang woke up like a dream, was shocked, and hurriedly fell to the ground, shouting loudly:

"Fan... Young Master Sword......"

Fan Jian was taken aback and roared angrily:

"Don't call me Young Master Fan Jian, either call me Young Master or Young Master Fan,"

Speaking of this, he didn't seem to be angry, and he pointed at He Zhizhang with his hand again and gritted his teeth and said:

"Later... You're not allowed to... Call me... Fan Jian... Young Master!!"

Fan Jian patted his forehead as he spoke, you are the young master who is a slut! !

Where had He Zhizhang on the ground seen Fan Jian so angry, and he felt that this anger was inexplicable.

At this moment, his eyes, his eyebrows, and his rising mouth are telling others everywhere that he... Very aggrieved!

He couldn't figure out what the difference between being called Young Master Fan Jian and Young Master Fan and Young Master Fan.

Fan Jian seemed to calm down after a while, he looked at the aggrieved He Zhizhang, and suddenly seemed to have an idea.

I saw him come to the aggrieved He Zhizhang and hold He's shoulders with both hands.

With a smile on his own face, he said:

"Brother He, what are your plans next?"

He Zhizhang stared at the young master with an extremely strong contrast between the front and back.

He really didn't dare to say much, and his eyes rolled slightly.

What does this mean, young master, is he going to dig a pit for me? This is a hidden knife in a smile!

The more He Zhizhang thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his body quietly moved back.

In He Zhizhang's subconscious, he wanted to stay away from the young man in front of him.

"How about you come and be your butler?"

He Zhizhang listened to the words of the young man in front of him, a little incomprehensible, and the movement of moving his body also stopped, and said hesitantly:

Fan ...... Young Master",

As soon as he opened his mouth and stopped, he was afraid for a while, and almost shouted Young Master Fan Jian again, he stroked his chest and said again,

"Young Master Fan, you look like the Fan family's courtyard...... There is already a housekeeper. ”

He Zhizhang was already sweating, he was afraid that the young man in front of him, Akari, would let him be a housekeeper, and he would be killed.

He was politely refusing.

Fan Jian didn't notice He Zhizhang's careful thoughts, he looked excited, and patted He Zhizhang's shoulder,

"No, I mean you come to be my personal housekeeper, I'm going to do some business on my own, I lack a ...... in charge"

He Zhizhang was still a little skeptical after hearing this,

"Young Master, what you said is true?"

"Of course it's true",

Fan Jian didn't care whether He Zhizhang listened to it or not, and said all the plans he had thought about in the past two years.

He Zhizhang vaguely heard what toothbrushes, hats, real estate, mercenaries, he was a little confused.

I'm afraid this young master is not in a bad brain, what kind of business is this?

He cautiously looked at the young man in front of him who was still talking,

Forget it, let's accompany the young master to have a bad brain.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind.

As long as you can survive, who wouldn't pretend to be crazy and sell stupid?

So, the two people in the study, one was talking rhetorically, the other kept nodding, what a harmonious picture.