Steward Zhou didn't know why he was a little arrogant today, and said with a smile: "Less...... Master, the old lady said that I can still manage the affairs in this house. ”

The title of young master was deliberately elongated by Steward Zhou, and the disrespectful meaning in it was fully expressed.

Fan Xian smiled and looked at the trace of disdain in the other party's eyes, although he had never felt self-pity because of his identity as an illegitimate child, but it was rare to meet this kind of look at the evil seed, and he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy.

Seeing that things were not good, a clever girl sneaked away to find the old lady. The other maids and subordinates were nervously watching the field. Although it is a two-room room in the clear sense, everyone knows that the identity of Young Master Fan Xian is actually not very glorious, and the degree of application of Beppu in Lanzhou Port is all pulled out of Kyoto and comes from the hands of the second wife.

It is precisely because of this that the second wife's henchman, Steward Zhou, dared to be so disrespectful to this young master. After all, in everyone's minds, the only person who will inherit Si Nanbo's huge family property in the future can only be the little young master in Kyoto, not the twelve-year-old boy with a cute smile in front of him.

Although the subordinates have always respected and loved Fan Xian, at such a moment of standing in camp, no one dared to risk offending the second wife and stood on Fan Xian's side.

Only the close-fitting maid Huan Sisi held Fan Xian's hand tightly. Fan Xian is very clear about the considerations of these subordinates, it is not easy for anyone to live a better life, so he will not feel sad or cold, but he just tilted his head and looked at the poor Steward Zhou in front of him very curiously, thinking that he had always been at peace, why did he finally not bear it?

Steward Zhou is the second steward of the Earl's Mansion in Sinan, Kyoto, because he made some small mistakes in Kyoto, so he was driven to the distant and remote Danzhou Port. But this Zhou steward did not feel that his life was far away from the prosperity of Kyoto, nor did he feel sad because of it.

Earl Sinan's wife has been dead for many years, and the second wife gave birth to a son seven years ago. At such a critical time, Steward Zhou, who was the confidant of the second wife, naturally had no good intentions when he came to Danzhou.

In order to complete the task, he managed Earl Beppu very carefully, with special respect for the old lady, and was also kind to his subordinates, and rarely interfered in other people's duties, but every time he saw the little who had harmed himself and was exiled in disguise, he couldn't help but reveal his true thoughts.

But for some reason, he was a little scared of the boy who was only a teenager.

Because wherever he went, he seemed to see the boy's smiling face and clear eyes. That face is clean and beautiful, but if you wake up and find that face by your side all the time, that feeling is weird.

When Steward Zhou greeted the subordinates with a kind face, Xiao Fan Xian's beautiful face was hidden in the flowers, looking at him stupidly; when Steward Zhou frowned and carefully inspected the accounts, Xiao Fan Xian's clean face rested on the windowsill of the tent room, looking at him innocently; when Steward Zhou reported to the old lady respectfully, Xiao Fan Xian's lovely face gently snuggled up to the old lady's side, looking at him with countless curiosities.

After a few months like this, Steward Zhou felt that he was going crazy, no matter he opened his eyes or closed his eyes, he could see that clean, cute and harmless little face, like a grimace floating in the faint white mist, if it wasn't a ghost's face, how could he be so beautiful, and look at himself so intently.

He was about to be unable to bear this kind of mental pressure, and even began to wonder, did that little boy know that he was here to deal with him, but Steward Zhou immediately thought, this evil seed is only so big, how can he know those insidious things in the adult world, but ...... Why did he keep looking at me? Why? As in the current situation, why could he laugh when his words should have humiliated this little?

Steward Zhou sneered, thinking that the matter in Shanzhou was about to end, why should I be angry with this little.

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Fan Xian didn't know that his unscrupulous observation of the housekeeper would bring so much mental pressure to the other party, of course, even if he knew, he would not have any more apologies. He was just curious about what kind of means the aunt in Kyoto would use against him.

But seeing Steward Zhou brushing his face by teaching him a lesson, Fan Xian's mood had already begun to become gloomy, and after hearing the word "young master who is neither yin nor yang", the smile on his face began to slowly fade.

"I heard that the young master drove a big girl out of the house a few years ago, and it was too nonsense. Steward Zhou didn't seem to see the young man's face become bad, but he still continued to speak, with a trace of disdain on his face, "In the future, the young master will worry less about the personnel in these mansions, so he will be young." ”

Fan Xian smiled: "Are you warning me to settle down?"

Steward Zhou said that he didn't dare, but his words were arrogant: "How dare you?" It's just that before coming, the second wife explained that the young master is young, so he should take care of the young one more. ”

"Aren't you afraid that I will take out the young master's shelf and slap you with a big mouth?" Fan Xian asked curiously.

Steward Zhou laughed, touched the beard that was not much under his chin, and said, "Although the young master ...... This has lost his mother since he was a child and is rarely disciplined, but everyone knows it, but after all, he has been reading poetry and books since he was a child, how can he treat his subordinates so harshly. ”

He looked at the beautiful teenager in front of him, and secretly laughed in his heart, such a little child, he actually wanted to put the master's score in front of me.

"Oh. At this time, Fan Xian seemed to remember the identity of his illegitimate son, woke up, and turned to leave.

Although the girls were secretly upset for the young master, they didn't see any conflicts, and they also felt relieved for Fan Xian. Sisi held Fan Xian's hand, his eyes began to get wet, thinking that the young master was really pitiful, and he was afraid that he would be angry, so he secretly looked at it with his spare eyes and found that Fan Xian's eyes were full of tranquility, so he relieved himself.

Fan Xian took Sisi's hand and entered the house, moved two benches and put them at the door, let Sisi sit on one bench, and carried the other bench to the garden.

The subordinates have not dispersed yet, and Steward Zhou is still reminiscing about the heroic martial arts just now.

Fan Xian put the bench in front of Steward Zhou, the people next to him felt very strange, and Steward Zhou didn't understand what he meant, and when he was about to ask a question, Xiao Fan Xian had already stepped on the stool and stood up.

At this time, Fan Xian was only twelve years old, and his height was not very high, and with a stool, he would be as tall as Steward Zhou.

Everyone was puzzled, not knowing what he was doing when he stood on the stool, but at this time, I saw Fan Xian raise his right hand to his mouth and take two hot breaths, and then raised it high.

"What are you going to do?" This sentence still stayed in Steward Zhou's mouth, and he didn't have time to squirt out with the spittle Xingzi.

Fan Xian's little hand had already slammed back and slapped it forward!

With a crisp sound, Steward Zhou was slapped to the ground, a red slap print appeared on his face, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and his whole person was blinded, he would never have imagined that this kid would have such strength, and ...... This kid is ...... Really dare to hit yourself!

Xiao Fan Xian jumped down from the stool, rubbed his wrists, took a handkerchief from a little girl next to him and wiped his hands, looked at Steward Zhou who was covering his face and moaning on the ground, and said softly: "Reading poetry and books will also beat people." I don't abuse anyone, but I'd love to let you know what it means to be a gentleman. ”