At night, Hua Rong ate Leng Huaqing's ...... with a blank face Sushi, drinking yam pork ribs porridge.

He knew that he shouldn't have too many expectations, and he had too many expectations for Leng Huaqing's craftsmanship.

But that's okay, this Leng Huaqing seems to be good at cooking Western food and this so-called medicinal food.

Although the taste is average, it is much better than the big pot dishes made by the chef of the Dashuai Mansion.

Alas, stay.

He nodded, "It tastes good." ”

Leng Huaqing, who had been worried, and was standing next to him, breathed a sigh of relief,

Looking at Huarong now, how cute it is.

As for those romantic reputations left in history, they must all be fake!

Her young master looks so cute, and some women pounce on her.

Young master, that's right! Young master is the best! The young master's fault is also someone else's fault!

"Young master, something happened to the young master!"

Fang Er suddenly ran in tremblingly, so frightened that Hua Rong threw his chopsticks on the table.

didn't ask anything, turned his head and scolded Fang Er, "Are you being picked up by a ghost?" What's the ghost called, didn't you see the young master eating? ”

Fang Er thought about it, as if he was going to talk about things, and it was not important for the young master to eat at all.

He didn't speak, drooped his head, and stood aside to listen to his master's lecture.

Hua Rong looked at Fang Er like this, thinking that he was only fifteen years old, and he had no interest in training.

He asked, "What is it?" Makes you lose your senses? ”

Fang Er glanced at Hua Rong carefully, and saw that he was really not angry, so he pointed to Leng Hua Qingdao and said:

"It was her neighbor who came to the door of the house and said that something had happened to his family, and his stupid brother was lost!"

As soon as Leng Huaqing heard this, his face immediately changed.

She was about to run out regardless of it, but was stopped by Hua Rong.

"You ran out like this, do you want to find someone alone in this huge Guangbei River City?"

Leng Huaqing paused.

Yes, this Jiangcheng is so big, Guangbei is even bigger, how can you find someone?

And she was even more afraid that Leng Jianjing was not lost by herself at all, but was taken away!

Just like when Zhang San kidnapped her and was sold.

After all, although Leng Jianjing is a fool, he is handsome and has a lot of strength.

She turned around, knelt down without hesitation, and kowtowed to Hua Rong.

"Young master, please help the slave find her brother. He was only fifteen years old, and he was just a child. ”

The same fifteen-year-old child Hua Rong: "......"

He elegantly wiped his mouth with a napkin, then stood up and patted his little suit.

Then he reached out and touched his short combed hair,

even patted his chest and was destitute.

He...... Very satisfied.

Isn't there still outsiders there, he may still touch his next three ways.

Make sure the object is still there, not his dream.

He took out the small mirror in his arms and looked at his face.

Well, the mustache is still there, the Adam's apple is still there.

Fang Er and Leng Huaqing both looked at this scene in confusion.

Hua Rong took care of himself, and when he saw the two of them stunned, he frowned and said, "Don't hurry up, go out of the house with the young master to find someone." ”

"Young master, do you want to go out this big night? The marshal said that after eight o'clock, you will not be allowed to go out. ”

Hua Rong, who doesn't know: (?? _??)

He took care of himself and told him that he couldn't go out at night.

Huarong is so angry!

I knew that he would go out for waves during the day.

He sat down, waved his hand a little weakly, and said with a wilt: "Fang Er, you ask your brother to take some people out and help Huaqing find his younger brother." ”

Fang Er's brother is Fang Yuan.

In addition to being his entourage, Fang Yuan also manages the subordinates of the Marshal's Mansion.

It's a figure like the butler of the Marshal's Mansion.

Of course, those soldiers in the Marshal's Mansion are not under the control of Fang Yuan at all.

Even Hua Rong couldn't drive those soldiers, only his marshal father could do it.

Moreover, all of Fang Yuan's services must be based on him.

Now that he asked him to go out to help Leng Huaqing find someone, then he had to be honest.

Who called him the marshal's father, only money and his son?

This is a huge marshal's mansion, and there is not even an aunt's wife.

Except for his father, he is the only master.

"Thank you young master, young master's great kindness, Huaqing must keep it in mind."

Leng Huaqing's face was resolute and kowtowed to Hua Rong.

glanced at his handsome and lovely young master again, and went to find Fang Yuan with Fang Er.

Hua Rong sat at the table, looked at the cold food on the table, and sighed.

He was not reconciled and walked towards the gate.

Maybe the soldier guarding the gate turned a blind eye and let him out?

Thinking of this, Hua Rong rushed to the door of the Marshal's Mansion.

As a result, as soon as he reached the door, two soldiers dressed in the uniform of the party army stopped in front of him.

One of the white-faced soldiers said, "Young master, the marshal has instructed you not to leave the mansion after eight o'clock. ”

Hua Rong was so angry that his face turned red.

But thinking about his father's slap, he gave up on arguing with these two soldiers who were acting on orders.

It's just a mountain of military orders.

Hua Rong put one hand behind his back and stood straight: "Oh, Young Master Ben knows." ”

As soon as he turned around, Hua Rong's face sank.

He looked carefully at the height of the walls of the Great Marshal's Mansion.

Four or five meters tall.

His father was so afraid of death.

I don't know if I can get out of here after two days of cultivation.

Hua Rong was just about to leave when he heard the sound of horses' hooves at the door.

In this day and age, apart from the military, there are very few people who use horses as a means of transportation.

Ordinary people naturally walk when they go out.

Some people with net worth are called rickshaws.

No matter how rich you are, you can afford a car.

Hua Rong turned around, called a cold-faced middle-aged man to sit on the horse, and said to the two guards at the door:

"The marshal has ordered, now Jiangcheng is not peaceful, you guard the gate tonight, and no one is allowed to enter."

"Yes!"

The middle-aged man didn't see Hua Rong either.

Lerma turned around and left the Grand Marshal's Mansion.

Hua Rong knew the middle-aged man, who was his father's confidant Feng De.

I heard his father tell him about the ups and downs of his life, and it was Vondra who went into the bandits' den.

In the end, his father was able to become the king of Guangbei, and he also had his help.

And for the original owner, Feng De is even better.

Too good to be weird.

Hua Rong looked at Feng De and felt a sense of awkwardness in his heart.

But he wasn't in the mood to think too much at this time.

You can't go out and surf!

Practice hard and climb over the wall as soon as possible!

Hua Rong took a hot bath, and he didn't wait for Fang Yuan to come back.

Under the service of room two, prepare to rest.

As a result, I heard a commotion outside.

There was no way, Hua Rong had no choice but to put on his pajamas and go downstairs towards the place where the noise came from.

Walking to the door of the marshal's mansion, Hua Rong called a man with a beard and a beard arguing with the doorman about something.

Hua Rong: "Dad, you're back?!" ”

Fang Dashuai saw Hua Rong, but he was excited, pointed at Hua Rong and said to the doorman: "See, he is Lao Tzu's baby, now you should believe that I am Fang Shikai!" ”

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