Unconsciously, it has been more than half a month since Ren Miao came to this lonely city marquis's mansion.

In the middle of the half moon, it is a rare time for Ren Miao to not need intrigue, he was divided into a small courtyard, and Cangyue officially became a subordinate of the Hou Mansion, and it can be regarded as a small servant of Ren Miao.

At this point, with the addition of Feng Die, Ren Miao can be regarded as having two of his own subordinates, of course, Caiyun is not counted, except that he can't fully trust Caiyun, he can't command Caiyun, he can be regarded as a person sent by Qian Wuyang to monitor him.

Cangyue was very persistent, and during this period, she tried to cultivate, and she almost went off fire twice, but fortunately, Caiyun was there and was able to save him, but after that, Caiyun told him that if there was a next time, even she couldn't save him.

Ren Ethereal's arrival made the subordinates and distant relatives here very curious, after all, it was Ren Wutu's son, and they were also very polite, which was different from Luo Jing, but after a long time, they found that something was wrong, it stands to reason that the son of the Hou Ye should be a golden branch and jade leaf, and he is well cared for, but this child is different, there are not a few slaves, there are not a few guards, he is still a mute, and more importantly, it seems that the old lady does not like him either, and he has never called him once.

However, they did not dare to make a mistake, and still retained the last respect.

On this day, Ren Mi finally received the news, and the old lady called him.

When he was taken over, he found that the place where he was received was the ancestral shrine, and the old lady stood in the ancestral shrine and couldn't see her face clearly.

"This is where the generations of loyal martyrs of the Ren family are, and the popularity is also among them, your third uncle has no heirs, and he has not married, no one sacrifices and guards filial piety, you are the eldest son of the three generations, and in the future, you will be here to be responsible for keeping filial piety for your third uncle for three years," the old lady's hoarse voice sounded.

Ren Miao raised his head and looked at the dark ancestral hall, he didn't expect that the old lady met him alone for the first time, and it was actually to talk about this.

"Wow", the sound of crutches rubbing sounded, and the old lady slowly turned around, and then saw Ren Yi standing silently and nodded.

Seeing Ren Miao nodding, the old lady left with the help of the servant, leaving Ren Miao alone in the dark ancestral shrine.

Ren Miao looked at the dark ancestral hall, took a step, and looked at the spiritual position of the Ren family in the past dynasties as if he was looking at the flowers, his expression was not sad or joyful, the old lady's decision, he was not dissatisfied, leaving the Luojing Hou Mansion may still be a good choice for him.

The servant outside the door, looking at Ren Miao walking around in the house, showed a look of surprise, the son of the Hou Ye, is really extraordinary, an ordinary child, alone in this gloomy ancestral shrine, has long been frightened and cried.

In May, the convoy returned to home, and the old lady was going home after staying for more than a month.

And Ren Miao, stayed in the Jingri Hou Mansion, as the so-called third uncle, and kept filial piety for three years.

On the mountain outside the city, Ren Miao stood quietly on the top of the mountain, beside him, the phoenix butterfly and the moon stood together, and the colorful clouds behind him looked at the convoy that was gradually disappearing in the distance, and his mood was slightly complicated.

And Ren Miao is different, a sentence emerges in his heart: The sky is high and the birds fly, and the sea is wide and the fish jumps.

On the other side, Cangyue's expression seemed to be a little different, he looked at the border in the southwest direction, his eyes were deep, as if there was a flame beating in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Back in the courtyard, Ren Miao glanced at Caiyun, it was noon, and the medicine in the morning had not been drunk.

"I won't drink the medicine for the time being," Caiyun seemed to be able to see what Ren Miao wanted to ask, and his eyes seemed to struggle for a moment before he said slowly, and then left the study.

Ren Miao's eyes were slightly closed, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, looking at Caiyun's back: "Happy! I haven't seen such an interesting person for a long time."

"Bang!" there was a knock on the study door.

It's loud and it feels like kicking.

Sitting at the desk looking at a medical book, Ren Yi's brows furrowed slightly, slowly closed the book, and walked to the door.

"Hey, eldest young master, can you be faster, do you know that knocking on the door is very tiring!" At the door, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old woman wearing a red coat with a red face frowned and said, although she was calling the young master, but looking at Ren Yiyi, whose face was pale and seemed to be weak, there was no trace of respect in her tone.

Unconsciously, he has been in the Hou Mansion in the lonely city of Jingri for two years, and in two years, Ren Miao is already seven years old, his size has grown a lot, and his face has gradually detached from childishness, developing towards a teenager, but that figure is still thin and weak, as if a gust of wind can blow it down.

This woman is no stranger to Ren Miao, her name is Cui'er, and she is the maid of a lady on the east side of the Hou Mansion in Jingri City, the so-called lady is just a flat wife of the person in power in the Hou Mansion here, and the person in charge is the unprovoked cousin of the head of the family.

This flat wife is loved by this person because of her outstanding appearance, and because of this, Cui'er, who is the personal maid of the flat wife, is also worth a lot, and she is quite mixed in this remote Jingri City Marquis's Mansion.

And Ren Ethereal, except for the first time, because of the strangeness of the people did not dare to make a time, and later as time grew, they also found out that the so-called son of the Marquis of the Hou Mansion was just a false name that a grandmother did not love and uncle, just from the old lady's attitude towards him, it can be seen that the eldest son who is valued by the family will let him keep filial piety for his uncle for three years, not to mention that it has been two years, and no one has ever visited the so-called son of Wuhou, and even Luo Jing's letter does not care about a single one, as if he has forgotten him in the lonely city of the day,

Later, through various family-style gossip, they heard that the so-called eldest son was just the son of a dead concubine, and no one cared at all, even his father Wuhou had only seen him three times.

Even the monthly money is the least.

Therefore, gradually, the last bit of jealousy for Ren Miao was also exhausted, and the rest was just contempt.

Without waiting for vague questions, perhaps knowing that he couldn't speak, Cui'er sniffed the pungent smell of the inferior charcoal in the house after burning, shook her head disdainfully, and said, "Madame asked me to ask you if you want to go to school, and school will start in a few days."

The teenagers of the Qianyuan Dynasty, up to the age of seven, will be officially enrolled, most of them are private schools, and the Hou Mansion has a special gentleman to teach the children in the house.

"Academy?" Ren thought for a moment and nodded, his knowledge has been completely self-taught from Caiyun and books, and it is also a good choice to study systematically.

Suddenly, there was a noise in the courtyard.

Ren Miao recognized the voice, it was Feng Die's, he frowned slightly, staggered Cui'er, and walked out.

In the garden, a lewd-looking housekeeper Li was viciously scolding the phoenix butterfly with a wooden branch that he picked up out of nowhere, the reason seemed to be that the phoenix butterfly was untidyly dressed, and her hair was not properly combed, and a group of maids were surrounded by her, looking at this scene in fear.

Feng Die's temperament is relatively strong, how can she stand the vicious abuse of Steward Li, and quarreled with the other party on the spot, provoking Steward Li to enforce the family law.

And Cang Yue was protecting in front of Feng Die, looking at Steward Li viciously, holding the axe that had just chopped wood in his hand, like a little wolf, not giving an inch.

Ren's ethereal face sank slightly, obviously dissatisfied with this scene.

He strode and walked in front of Steward Li, then picked up a willow branch, and painted a few paintings on the ground.

The word "what" appeared on the ground like a sword carving.

Steward Li obviously didn't expect Ren Miao to communicate with him in such a strange way, he was slightly stunned, and then the corners of his mouth curled up with a hint of mockery.

Steward Li's arrogant expression did not change at all because of Ren Yi's appearance, and he told the matter roughly once.

Ren Yi nodded, then looked at the unconvinced phoenix butterfly, and wrote to Steward Li on the ground: "The phoenix butterfly is my maid, I'll take care of it." ”

Looking at a few strokes on the ground, the faces of the people around him were slightly different, and they read a little different meaning from these two sentences.

Steward Li squinted at the handwriting on the ground, sneered and shook his head, "Less..... Master, the idle affairs of the Rihou Mansion are different from your in Luojing, and I have the final say on the education of the maids here."

This sentence of young master was dragged by Steward Li for a long time, with obvious ridicule.