Ignoring Jian Chen's unaware scolding, the old butler bent down to pick up the scroll on the ground, slowly opened it, and looked at it carefully.

The more he looked at it, the more ugly the old butler's face became.

As it turned out, what the young man said was true, the once supreme lord of Hammondale, Lord Markham, had indeed given up the land, and the scroll made it clear that his heir was the young man sitting on the ground in front of him and scolding, and in order to prevent others from counterfeiting, he also attached a magical portrait of the new lord, which could not be faked.

In other words, everything that Hammondale hath now, whether it is land, castles, or people, including his own steward, belongs to this new lord who calls himself Chen Jian.

The thought of having served Lord Sir Markham faithfully for more than twenty years, only to be ruthlessly abandoned by his master, Fowlesh could not help but feel sad, could it be that he was such a failure as a butler, and in the eyes of his master, he was not as good as those guards who could only wield swords and swords?

Seeing that the old housekeeper was silent for a long time, Chen Jian, who was still sitting on the ground, was a little breathless, and secretly thought to himself that it would be difficult for someone to be shabu again, and even this document was fake?

The old man in front of him said that if the documents are fake, he is a big crime and will go to prison!

The more Chen Jian thought about it, the more frightened he became, he was invincible and in his prime, if he was arrested and imprisoned, there would really be no reason in this world.

The guards on the side had their necks stretched out, and their eyes were almost protruding from their sockets, but they couldn't see what was written on the scroll.

For a while, everyone present had their own thoughts, no one made a sound, and the atmosphere was quite weird.

In the end, it was Chen Jian who broke the silence first, he jumped up from the ground and said angrily: "Old man! Have you finished reading it! You don't really want to disadmit it, do you? ”

Seeing that this very suspicious guy jumped up and seemed to have bad intentions, for fear that Lord Fowler would be harmed, he aimed the spear in his hand at Jian Chen, and Helmbo's long sword was directly on Jian Chen's neck.

At this time, not only Chen Jian was startled, but even the old housekeeper was frightened, if he accidentally killed the new lord, wouldn't he become a shameless person who killed his master, and Foresh couldn't afford this crime: "Stop!" What do you do? Helmo, get out of the way! Be careful not to hurt your lord! ”

At this moment, not only the soldiers, but also the onlookers from a distance were in an uproar - dare to feel that this extremely down-and-out young man is really the new lord of Hammondal?

In the past, when the new lord took office, wasn't that time a beautiful scenery and a hug? Not to mention far, when Lord Markham arrived here more than twenty years ago, the convoy alone was several miles long, not to mention the front and rear guards of the samurai! Mr. Markham was a man of high spirits!

This lord is good, he didn't see a single horsehair, he came directly on foot, or a bare-pole commander, not even a guard or servant, and like ordinary travelers, he was chased to the gate of Hammondale by the big-eared monsters.

Although such a lord does not dare to say that there is no one who will come after him, he is definitely unprecedented.

Waving his hand to let the soldiers retreat, the old butler respectfully bowed to Jian Chen and performed the etiquette of a commoner meeting the nobles, and then asked carefully: "Lord Lord, I didn't hurt you just now, did you?" ”

As a professional steward, Fowler was taught to obey his master's arrangements unconditionally from an early age, and this concept has long been ingrained in his heart. Therefore, even if he was given to the new lord by the original owner like a gift, he would not have any complaints, at most he would sigh at his fate, so he could quickly accept the fact that Jian Chen was his new master, and began to worry about whether the new master was hurt because of his negligence.

Seeing that the old housekeeper recognized his identity, a large stone in Jian Chen's heart finally fell to the ground, thinking that if the old housekeeper shouted to stop slowly, he was afraid that he would only kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, and his face would be lost at that time.

With confidence, he was in a good mood, smiled, and waved his hand generously: "It's okay, it's okay, the master of the ability is an adult who has a lot of them, and he won't worry about you!" Hahahaha! ”

"Your lord, you are so merciful!" The old butler hurriedly saluted again to express his gratitude, and then scolded the soldiers who were still stunned: "You fools! Come over and meet the new lord! It is a great grace for you to forgive your sins! Thank you, Lord! ”

More than a dozen soldiers hurriedly rushed up to salute Chen Jian, and even the captain of the guard, Haier Bo Yelongzhi, raised his matching sword on his chest and gave a samurai salute.

"Excuse me, excuse me!" Learning from the style of the emperor Lao'er on TV in the past, Chen Jian waved his hand generously, signaling everyone to be exempt, unaware that he was now in rags, and he looked nondescript to pretend to be like this, and he was secretly refreshed in his heart, thinking that these people are our little brothers, and we will also be the bosses with little brothers in the future, and we will no longer have to fight in person.

Thinking about what happened to him during this time, he was bullied by the big-eared monsters, and he secretly decided in his heart that when he turned back and settled down, he had to take thousands of eight hundred younger brothers to find out the bad luck of these robbers.

When the time comes, if you don't beat these robbers, you will be beaten, chickens and dogs will jump, flowers and rivers will fall, and you will be defeated in the future, and you will run away when you see the master, then we will be considered to have crossed this time in vain, and we will be this big lord in vain.

Seeing that his new master had been smirking with his hands on his waist after the soldiers saluted, the old housekeeper couldn't help but wonder a little, and the soldiers were also looking at each other, what happened to this new master, wouldn't it be chased too hard by the big-eared monsters or hit his head, a little unconscious, right?

"Your Lord, Your Lord! Lord Lord!! The worried old butler screamed three times in a row before the new lord woke up from his heroic daydream.

Realizing that he was a little out of shape, Jian Chen hurriedly wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and changed his serious face: "Ah, this, the master of the ability was planning the bright future of our territory just now, and he was a little distracted for a while, ah, by the way, butler, what did you call Fu?" ”

"My lord, I am your faithful butler Fowlersh!"

"Blessed what? It's a mouthful! In this way, in the future, I will call you Lao Fu, no, I should call you Mr. Fu, yes, I will call Mr. Fu! Hahaha! It's majestic and nice to call it like this! You say, don't you? ”

"Mr. Fu? Adult, the villain's name is Fowlersh, and the villain is the butler, not the manager! The old butler replied with a bitter face, thinking to himself, what is the Fu manager, why does it sound so awkward?

Chen Jian turned his face blank: "I said that being called Mr. Fu is Mr. Fu, and also, don't call adults in the future, you want to call me master, do you know?" ”

"Yes! Adult Wisdom! As a last resort, the old butler had no choice but to accept the new title given to him by his new master.

"Huh?"

"Yes! Wise man! ”

"That's pretty much it!" Jian Chen patted the old butler's shoulder with satisfaction, and his hand, which had not been washed for many days, left a clear black handprint on the neat purple robe of the old butler, "Manager Fu, lead the way, master, I'm going home!" ”

The old housekeeper was stunned: "Master, what does it mean to go home?" ”

"Aren't you, Mr. Fu? I don't even understand what it means to go home? You're a bit incompetent as a butler! Chen Jian glanced at the old housekeeper dissatisfied, thinking that this old man was too uneducated, and he couldn't understand such straightforward words, "Isn't it the meaning of going home to go home?" You don't know where your master should live, do you? ”

He had completely forgotten that the world he was in was no longer the same world he was in.

The old housekeeper was sweating, and secretly said What kind of language is this, he has never heard of it if he has seen a lot, it seems that this lord is much more powerful than he imagined, so he must be careful to serve: "Go home?" So you want to go back to the castle, right? The villain is stupid, I hope the lord will forgive me! ”

"Hurry, hurry! The lord is going back to the castle! Get out of the way of the way, and let the onlookers get out of the way! Although the old butler was very restrained in front of the new lord, he was not so polite to his subordinates, and the majesty of being in the upper position for many years made the soldiers jump for a while, "Helbo, you take people to take care of the gate, don't let the big-eared monsters come in!" Whoever is that, it's you, quickly, go and inform the lords, this Master Chen Jian is our new lord of Hammondal, let them come out quickly and welcome the new lord! And you, go to the Victory Post Station to inform Christie, let him drive the carriage over, the lord is tired! ”

The new lord watched with satisfaction as the old butler arranged this arrangement and that, this Fu manager is good, really good, very good, empathetic, and well-organized, and even more rare is blind loyalty to himself, he regarded himself as the supreme master with just one document, such a person, he had only seen it in film and television dramas before.

It's really deep in my heart, and it's so much in line with my heart! It has the potential of the dog's leg of the local owner's old wealth! This is the evaluation that Lord Chen Jian gave to Chief Fu.

After a while, a slightly dilapidated carriage was pulled by a tall horse to the crowd waiting inside the gate, and a short, black-faced man jumped out of the coachman's seat and saluted the old butler with trepidation: "Lord Fowlersh! I wonder where Lord Markham is? I'm afraid that my lord of the broken car will not be able to look down on it! ”

The poor innkeeper had been so drunk and asleep last night that he hadn't even heard the alarm bells of the big-eared monster, and he didn't know what was going on outside, and when the soldiers of the lord's guard broke into his house and lifted him out of bed and said that he would temporarily requisition a carriage to take the lord back to the castle, the timid innkeeper almost fainted in fright.

In his eyes, Lord Markham, who is high up, has always used the fast four-**** carriage in the castle that is luxurious and sturdy and needs four horses to pull and run, when did his broken carriage at the post station also have the qualifications to pick up and drop off the lord?

He still wonders if he's dreaming.

The old butler said unhappily: "Christie, you should drink less, you don't know such a big thing, now our lord of Hammondale is no longer Lord Markham, but this Master Chen Jian!" Don't hurry up and say good morning to the lord! What a faux pas! ”

Following the gesture of the old butler, the innkeeper saw a ragged, unkempt young man smiling at him, and the young man waved at himself, Christy dared to point to God and swear that the hand of this so-called lord was a little darker than that of himself, the innkeeper who had been dealing with horses all year round, and the amount of dirt and dirt on his body was comparable to that of the gray lazy horse who did not like to bathe the most in his inn.

This man is not like a lord, but like a beggar who can often be seen in the big cities, and if such a person can become a lord, then he is a king.

The innkeeper Crisdy finally determined one thing, he really drank too much alcohol to have such a strange dream, how could the lord who was high up borrow a broken carriage like himself?

Remembering that Lord Markham had snatched away a few good horses that he had bought at a high price at a low price, remembering that Lord Markham had sent people to his house again and again to collect all kinds of harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes, and remembering the pain of having to borrow wine every day to drown his sorrows because of the blockade of the road by big-eared monster robbers, Christy couldn't help but be angry in his heart, and evil was born to the side of his heart.

It's not illegal to hit someone in a dream! And it's still a lord! Cristi was excited.

Grand Lord Chen Jian looked at the post owner in front of him inexplicably, this man stared at him and didn't speak, he didn't invite himself to get into the car, his face was still cloudy, what's wrong?

He put on a very pro-people posture, he didn't care about the uncomfortable smell of alcohol on his nose, and he took the initiative to greet him, what was he not satisfied with?

He looked at the old butler suspiciously, but found that the old butler was shouting in horror: "Be careful, master! ”

Then he felt a pain in his head, and he knew nothing.