Di Fei came to Han's dwelling again. All the attendants were so knowledgeable that they retreated as before, leaving them with a small world of absolute tranquility.

Di Fei didn't even look at the Han who had eaten and slept enough, sat down at the table, took out a booklet from his sleeve, and flipped through it in front of the lamp.

Even Di Fei couldn't have imagined that his relationship with Ah Han would eventually continue in such a peaceful way.

He still remembers the night the agreement was made, and he felt uncomfortable. He also remembers the boredom and boredom of every day when he fulfilled his promises.

After a few months, he had to admit that Ah Han could really casually treat him as an insignificant person and go to sleep peacefully. Maybe weird, but not hypocritical, maybe incredible, but it doesn't seem like it's trying to get away with it.

And he, for a long time, could not adapt to this kind of treatment, this kind of attitude. Although he himself disliked Ah Han first, being so cold by Ah Han still made him extremely unaccustomed to it.

If it weren't for the fact that he had always kept his word, if he hadn't repeatedly reminded himself that he would keep his promises, perhaps, he would have been unable to hold back and teach Han a lesson.

However, out of keeping his promise, he had to continue to grit his teeth and endure such neglect and disregard, and had to come here every few days to spend the night, and had to create a false impression of being extremely fond of Han in front of outsiders.

From the initial surprise, to the later anger, to the gradual injustice. From fidgeting, to the six gods without masters, to being upset and irritable, and then, to the emotions slowly calming down, and the mind gradually calming down.

Perhaps, human habits are really a terrible force, and he has gradually begun to accept the strange attitude that does not take him in his eyes at all, and he can spend long nights after long nights with peace of mind.

He would often take his account books or materials with him and look through them quietly, and he would also sit alone and ponder all kinds of plans, and he would also study ink in front of the lamp, and write down the decisions that came to him by chance or write down the orders after hard thinking. If he had the spirit, he would meditate quietly and practice martial arts, and if he was tired, he would stretch his waist, go to the bed generously, kick the person who slept so hard to move to the corner of the bed, and snatch his entire quilt with confidence.

He has never been short of people around him. When he was young, he was a rebel in the family, and when he was young, he was a disciple who gradually began to fear even his master, and he was absolutely blue. debuted in the rivers and lakes, doing evil and doing good, some people respected, some people feared, some people feared, and some people hated. He has been plotted by countless enemies, and he has also defeated countless enemies, and there will still be countless enemies waiting for him in the future.

He has been supported, served, and respected by countless people, and has been betrayed and hurt many times, and is still worshiped by countless people as the Lord, but will continue to be betrayed in the future.

Whatever the attitude, no one has ever treated him as nothing.

There were a lot of people around him, but he didn't trust anyone. Whether it is the most favored concubine, or the most capable subordinate, or the most intimate attendant, it is the same.

The people who come to him want something from him, and that's right. When he is strong enough, people surrender to him, and when he is weak, everyone turns away from him, and there is nothing wrong with that.

At this time, he doesn't love anyone and doesn't need anyone to love him.

The subordinates will check his face, the attendants will guess his intentions, and the concubine will try her best to beg.

He doesn't hate it, he doesn't say no, and it's not a bad feeling.

It's just that when planning secrets, I never dare to let anyone get close, but when I am occasionally sad, I never dare to let anyone stay around.

It's just that when he wants to be quiet, even if the people around him are obedient and don't make a sound, he also knows that the world around him is not quiet, and he will still worry, and the occasional abruptness and momentary loss will make his weaknesses clearly exposed in front of people.

The only thing he could do was to swing everyone away and protect himself in a lonely space.

And all that, now, seems to have changed.

When he began to get used to the fact that Han was not in his sights, he gradually learned to see him as nothing. He could generously read the most confidential information in Han's room, because he knew that Han didn't bother to peek at all. Without any suspicion, he could record the latest plan he had come up with in Han's house, because he knew that the pig didn't know how to snoop. He can naturally run his deepest mental method in front of others, and he doesn't have to worry about being found out about his martial arts lineage and weaknesses, because ......

It's impossible for that kind of fool to have this kind of vision or knowledge.

Even when he suddenly became sad, he didn't have to worry about being discovered. That man must be asleep, by no means like some loyal subordinates, standing respectfully in front of him, but always paying attention to his every move, guessing his every thought and action, maybe that is also one of the manifestations of loyalty, but loyalty is not always comfortable, not to mention that he never believes in loyalty.

After many trials and attempts, and after many attempts, Di Fei determined that Han was just a lucky idiot. And he, he doesn't hate being in a room with an idiot like a pig in a certain situation.

Although, sometimes, he still grinds his teeth out of unwillingness and anger, and inexplicably grinds his teeth, but that's all.

Whether he reads a book, plans, or even just does nothing, sits in a daze, or goes to sleep in a daze, in this small room, there is always the snoring of another person, the breath of another person. made him feel that, in fact, he was not completely abandoning the whole world, in fact, this dark night was not lonely and cold.

How good, there is a person's warmth, there is a person's breath, but there is no need to be disturbed by a person.

That person, he won't quarrel with him, won't trouble him, won't make pampering demands, won't approach under excuses, won't dangle in front of his eyes, he just quietly, contentedly, and live his pig-like boring days, which doesn't seem to be bad.

Where there are people, there are disputes, and where there are people, there are scheming gains and losses, however, all of this seems to have nothing to do with Han.

Feeling him, but not having to get along with him, Di Fei almost thought that this worry-free lifestyle would continue until this day, when he came to Han's room again, and wanted to sit down and read the account book by himself, as before. Han, who was supposed to be asleep, sat up from the bed: "Master, can I mention something to you?" ”

Di Fei looked at him almost in surprise: "You say." ”

Han took out a thick booklet from under his pillow, stepped out of bed, and handed it to Di Fei.

Di Fei took it in amazement, opened it with his hand, and was stunned after just one glance.

"On July 4, the head of the Jiangzhou helmsman sent a pair of jade bi and asked the son to help him enter the helm on an errand."

"On July 5th, Boss Li of Jinxiuzhuang always put on fifty good brocades, and I hope that the son can help persuade the owner of the village to continue to contract with Jinxiuzhuang."

"On July 6, Lin Feng, the deputy altar master of Linjiang, sent a hundred taels of gold and asked his son to help him fill the vacancy of the altar master."

"On July 7th, the owner of the village Ji Lin Feng'er sent five pairs of good jade rings, and begged the son to persuade the owner of the village to go to her Fenglin Courtyard in his spare time, if he can share the rain and dew, he will not forget the virtue of the son."

"July 8th ......"

This line of records made Di Fei stunned: "This, what is this?" ”

"There are a lot of people who give me gifts, and a lot of people want me to do things for them. If I don't promise them, they won't leave. They all said that the things to be done are very simple, just a few kind words to the master, I said I don't know how to say good words, but the steward around me said, the good words are very simple, as long as you take a time, to the Lord casually mentioned, the Lord just remember it, I think it is very simple, then don't let them stay here every day, besides, when I welcome the guests, I also want to sleep in a daze, not very clear, the steward said that I agreed, I think even if I agreed, it is not very difficult. ”

Ah Han touched his head, and then said: "However, there are too many things, when they say it, I didn't listen carefully, I can't remember, I let the steward help memorize, so many things, one by one to mention to you, how hard it is." Even those who begged me to do something, as well as the people in charge around me, said that the matter was very simple, as long as I mentioned it to the master casually, then of course I mentioned it casually, and then handed over the account book to the master, and the master took care of it yourself. ”

Di Fei still stared at Han stupidly, and after a long, long time, he looked down at the strange account book in his hand, and then looked up at Han's calm face and clear and pure eyes, and then laughed out loud.