Gossip always spreads faster than expected, and in less than two hours, every teahouse and wine shop in Quanzhou City is talking about the news of the "crazy son".

The city gates were closed before sunset, and the news had spread outside the city with the people out of the city, and when the moon slowly climbed up the sky, the full men and lazy women who had nothing else to do except give birth to children after dinner finally had something new to do - stuffed in the bed while preparing to show off their "human relations", while discussing the rumors of "crazy sons".

Every communicator said conclusively "I saw it with my own eyes", and even if it was not good, he would say that he knew a certain person "saw it with his own eyes", and this time there were indeed many onlookers, as well as the prince and a number of dignitaries and dignitaries present, so no one doubted the authenticity of the news, and they all believed that the hard-working sword marquis was really crazy.

For some people, this is not good news, the Jianhou couple is only one son, and they already love abnormally, and now the child is not only crippled but even has a broken brain, how sad are the two of them?

And for more people, this is good news, the Jianhou couple is undoubtedly respected, without them there would be no superior status of Quanzhou people, but their only son is really difficult to love.

It's not that this kid is bad, of course, this kid is really bad, except for the girls in the various buildings by the river in Manquanzhou, he can say that he is a good word, and he really can't find a few people who can give him a positive evaluation.

But this is not the main reason, it is normal for the children of the Hou Mansion to be a little squirrel, let alone the prince.

The most unacceptable thing for the people of Quanzhou is that the son of the world is disabled, although it is not his fault, he is the victim, but the heavenly remnant should not be the heir of the Hou Mansion, and the Hou Mansion does not have no son except him.

In case the Sword Marquis dies in the future, can he afford the Feng family, the Hou Mansion, and the sky of Quanzhou City?

Jianhou made the people of Quanzhou become the masters of Changping County, and even the people of the county town couldn't suppress the limelight of the people of Quanzhou, and the people of Quanzhou really couldn't believe that Feng Zhiping could keep this kind of glory, how could a loser's waste do their day?

People are selfish, they are very practical, they sympathize with the fate of the son, but they are more afraid that their glory and money will flow away one day in the future, so many people are looking forward to the day when the sword marquis can "wake up", and the wait is more than ten years, until today, the opportunity comes!

The prince is crazy, this time, Jianhou has no reason to insist anymore, right?

Feng Zhiping couldn't hear these discussions, and he didn't have time to think about them, he was now exuding the same aura from every pore on his body, from the inside out—anger.

Forced into the ancestral ancestral hall from Wuding Hall, Chen Ding, who was loyal to his duties, not only stood guard in person, but also "intimately" put two general locks on each door.

Slamming the door?

Don't think about it, even if it is smashed, there is still a black-faced Chen outside, and there are guards patrolling.

Jumping out of the window?

The window is also locked, and there is a mechanism outside the window, Chen Ding's "enthusiastic" brief introduction, Feng Zhiping desperately found that unless there is the cultivation and recovery power of the Shenzang period, or there is a magic weapon such as the golden silk clothes, there is only a dead end.

He kicked and kicked at the door for half an hour, howled and cried for half an hour, and so on and so on until sunset, when the room was dimly lit and his mouth was dry, and then he stopped.

Crying and scolding are both acting and venting, half-truths and half-fakes, and I don't know how many audiences there are in the big axis-level acting skills, if you must see it, the effect should be enough.

Follow the memory to find the fire fold, light the lamp and candle, light the last lamp and blow out the fire breaker, walk to the futon in the middle of the offering table and sit down, lean back and support the ground with both hands and look up at the beam, for a long time, the bitter laughter echoed in the empty room.

"Damn, the old man is amazing!"

Feng Zhiping roughly guessed what his father was going to do, and he was indignant because he had to cooperate.

Father's words were right, he caused the disaster himself, if he hadn't deliberately pretended to be crazy and stupid in front of the public in order to lose the old man's face, he wouldn't have been locked up in this dark and cold ghost place.

"You should pretend to be sick!" Feng Zhiping muttered, "If you are sick, two more mouthfuls of blood will make people think that I am not in good spirits and have a bad temper, so the old man will not dare to lock me up here, and I will be locked up in my own room." Hey, misstep, misstep!"

After some self-reflection, my stomach gurgled.

Feng Zhiping rubbed his belly and stood up, walked to the door and said, "Uncle Chen, I'm hungry, when will I deliver food?"

No one answered the door.

Feng Zhiping wondered, leaned on the door with his hands on the pergola, looked out at the foggy glass window, and kicked the door after a long time.

"Don't say a word when you go, you must have eaten, it's not righteous, it's too unrighteous, go back and let Aunt Xiu clean you up!"

"Young Master, who are you going to repair?" Chen Ding's voice came from outside the door coldly, and at the same time, there was the sound of unlocking.

Feng Zhiping was taken aback, secretly saying that the kung fu of the black-faced Chen was amazing, not only did he not hear it, but the spiritual sense that probed out did not notice that he was coming back, and immediately dispelled the idea of forcibly escaping while the door was open.

A moment later, two locks rang, and the heavy wooden door as hard as iron slowly opened, and the black-faced Chen walked in carrying two tall food boxes.

Seeing that Chen Ding didn't close the door, he put the dinner plate there by himself, Feng Zhiping was very moved, his eyes repeatedly drifted between Chen Ding and the door, and his feet quietly moved out a little bit, just when the two legs began to bend down and were ready to exert force, his eyes turned back to the room, but he saw Chen Ding's ghost more than a foot away in front of him, face to face was only two palms wide, and the four eyes intersected and he could clearly see the faint bloodshot on his eyeballs.

"it!"

Feng Zhiping was half frightened, jumped back and slammed his butt on the door, and there was a loud bang in the empty ancestral hall.

Chen Ding didn't move at all, his eyelids didn't blink, and only after Feng Zhiping stood up straight did he pull out a somewhat stiff smile: "Young Master, you have grown taller, and your body is stronger than before." ”

Nonsense, can it not be strong?

Is that the point?

"You, why did you come here, why was it silent?" Feng Zhiping asked in surprise.

I was an innate in the spiritual consciousness period, and I didn't notice his movements twice, which was incredible!

Chen Ding didn't answer, and leaned sideways: "Young master, let's eat first, the food is going to be cold." ”

Feng Zhiping couldn't care about being hungry, looked up and down, and asked, "Uncle Chen, what kind of cultivation are you old, why do you act without any sound at all?"

Chen Ding tilted his head a little helplessly, and said without being humble or arrogant: "It's just a little trick, the young master can teach you when he is interested, let's eat first." ”

Semi-forced Feng Zhiping to sit on the futon, not far in front of him, the table made of three stools was full, from cold dishes to desserts after the meal, and there were even two delicate and small stoves next to them, on which two pots of tea were boiled, one gargle, one to eat.

I haven't enjoyed this treatment for a long time, Feng Zhiping was a little uncomfortable for a while, scratched his head and said: "It's too exaggerated, it's simple enough to fill your stomach." ”

Chen Ding's pupils tightened, and he sighed very distressedly: "Young master, you have suffered hardship." ”

Damn, I didn't mean that, I also have meat for meals outside!

Feng Zhiping rolled his eyes secretly, too lazy to explain, rolled up his sleeves and was about to get the chopsticks, but Chen Ding suddenly slapped his hand aside.

"What are you doing!" Feng Zhiping covered his hands aggrievedly, "A few meanings, just let you see that you are not allowed to eat? Crazy people are also people, and crazy people also have to eat, don't bring such a play person, right?"

"Young master, you haven't cleaned your hands yet. ”

After Chen Ding finished explaining, he frowned and looked out of the door, and a string of small footsteps came after a while, and Xiao Tao trotted in with a basin in one hand and a kettle in the other.

"Why is it so slow!" Chen Ding said dissatisfiedly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Xiao Tao hurriedly put down her things and blessed her, lowered her head and whispered: "The people outside don't let Sister Qing'er enter the door, only let me enter alone, I can't take so much myself, I can only splash the cold water in the basin and then go to warm the hot water in the pot, so it's slow." ”

Chen Ding didn't listen at all, and snorted and said, "It's just a reason, didn't I tell you in advance that you were only allowed to come alone?"

Xiao Tao hurriedly knelt down and stumbled and said: "I said, it's all the slave's fault, Sister Qing'er is kind-hearted, and it has nothing to do with her, please Lord Chen only punish Xiao Tao, don't blame Sister Qing'er." ”

Chen Ding is different from the ordinary steward of the Hou Mansion, he has a military position, he is an important figure in the Feng family's army, he has nothing to do in the Hou Mansion to help the Jianhou couple take care of some important internal and external affairs, and during the war, he led the troops with Feng Mo Xiu, so he is not a housekeeper is better than a housekeeper, and his power and status are much higher than that of the Hou Mansion's official butler Xu Bing'an, plus the black face that everyone is afraid of and the evil spirit that only people with military and martial arts have, the subordinates of the Hou Mansion are not afraid of him, and the timid ones make him stare at him and can't sleep all night. 67

Xiao Tao was full of bitterness, but no matter how bitter he was, he didn't forget the word righteousness, which has to be said that Feng Zhiping's edification was good, because he saw that the little girl was about to cry, so he quickly stood up and became a peacemaker.

"Okay, okay, what's the matter, get up quickly. Pulling up Xiao Tao, Feng Zhiping looked at Chen Ding helplessly, "Uncle Chen, I didn't say you, don't pull your face all day long, look at the child who scares the child, what a good child our little peach is, don't be frightened and become like your little tiger, I can't say a word for three days." ”

Chen Hu is Chen Ding's eldest son, Chen Ding followed Feng Mo Xiu to fight in the south and the north, and got married relatively late, because Chen Hu was no more than two years older than Feng Zhiping, and was one of Feng Zhiping's playmates when he was a child.

When he was a child, Chen Ding was very skinny, not much worse than Feng Zhiping, until the foreign affairs understood that Chen Ding returned to the house with Feng Moxiu to live for a long time, and under the "care" of this strict father, the tiger who was alive and lively was trained to be a brave and warlike young general, and at the same time, he also became a stuffy cow, and he couldn't pull a fart out of three sticks, and no one could say a word for three days.

Qiao Xiu was worried about this, and she quarreled when she mentioned it-mainly because she was arguing, Chen Ding listened to it-Feng Zhiping had seen a good opportunity, and occasionally took it out to make Chen Ding's jokes, Chen Ding's reaction was the same every time, except for staring and staring, he never replied.

This time it was the same, Chen Ding stared at Feng Zhiping with big black and white eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, he didn't reply a word, and of course he didn't continue to pursue Xiao Tao's mistakes, but only beckoned her to hurry up and wait for the young master to wash his hands.

Xiao Tao was very grateful, and hurriedly took off the towel to wipe Feng Zhiping's face and hands, and after the busy work, Feng Zhiping had a meal, she ran out with a basin and a cigarette to change the water, and she didn't come back for a long time.

"You won't get lost, will you?"

Feng Zhiping finished eating and still didn't see anyone return, drinking the food tea and thinking funny, Chen Ding cleaned up the dishes without saying a word, and didn't wonder why the girl didn't return for a long time.

Xiao Tao beat Xiao Chang in the mansion, and the time spent in the mansion was not much less than that of Feng Zhiping, how could he get lost, and finally saw his figure again in "Thousands of Calls".

I saw her holding a large roll of bedding and trotting to this side, except for two hands, she could only see the two little feet that were desperately moving, and I didn't know how she saw the road.

Finally entered the door, "thrown" the cover on the ground with himself, got up and snorted for half a day, Feng Zhiping pretended to be casual and seriously glanced at it a few times, and nodded secretly.

Well, the girl is older, not when she was a child.

"Young master, I'll go out first. ”

Chen Ding retired, let Xiaotao be busy, and only closed the door after going out, and it was not locked.

Feng Zhiping watched Xiao Tao lay out the futon, but Yu Guang stared at the unlocked door, and secretly muttered a few meanings with a black face, tempting himself to run, or did he believe that he couldn't run even if he wasn't in front of him?

Grandma's, this is too contemptuous of people, right?

I've cultivated my spiritual sense, I'm congenital, hey, it's okay to give some face!

Feng Zhiping was angry, and suddenly heard a strange sound in a thin manner, retracted his attention and stared, and the whole person froze suddenly.

"I, you, what are you doing?!"

Under the flickering candlelight, Xiao Tao's red face came out of the quilt, lowered her eyelids and said shyly: "Master Hui, Xiao Tao is warming your bed." ”

Feng Zhiping was messy in an instant, laboriously endured the dirty words, pointed to the offering platform full of spirit cards several floors high, and looked at Xiao Tao blankly: "Girl, take a look up, this is the ancestral hall, do you think it's appropriate?"

Xiao Tao glanced up in fear, and there were a few girls in the tablet who could not be afraid, and quickly retracted her gaze and covered her head again: "It's not appropriate, but the young master wants to sleep, and he has to warm the bed when he sleeps!"

Feng Zhiping took a deep breath and didn't get angry, this matter is not right.

Xiao Tao is a little stupid, but not stupid, she never does things that she shouldn't do since she was a child, and Feng Mo Xiu's family rules are in front, Feng Zhiping is in the back, Xiao Tao's personal maid is just a personal maid, and she doesn't give her master a room like other people's homes, the little girl doesn't even have this concept, and everything is normal when she leaves home, why suddenly she knows what bullshit is to warm the bed?

Where did you learn it?

Calming down, Feng Zhiping pulled the girl out of the quilt as gently as possible, put clothes on her to cover her, briefly explained the defense of men and women and reiterated the rules of the Feng family, saying that he didn't mean it, and he didn't need Xiao Tao to do this.

"Young Master doesn't want me anymore?" Xiao Tao suddenly cried.

Feng Zhiping's forehead was bruised, and he tried his best to maintain a calm soft voice: "How come, didn't you say it during the day, our little peach is so cute, the young master will not want you if you don't want anyone, the young master is still waiting for you to find Ruyi Langjun to marry you off in a beautiful manner." ”

"But, but..."

"But what?" Feng Zhiping's heart moved, and he asked softly, "Did someone tell you that if you don't do this, the young master won't want you?"

Little Peach nodded.

Really!

No wonder the little girl cried so fiercely when she met during the day, she kept hiding behind and waited for someone to run out before she dared to step forward, and kept rubbing her chest against herself.

Hell it, who defiled my narcissus!

Feng Zhiping's eyes were cold, but his smile was more gentle: "Little Tao, don't listen to those broken mouths with rotten tongues chewing grain." Tell me about the young master, who told you this, and when did you say it?"

Xiao Tao didn't see the coldness in Feng Zhiping's eyes, and listened to the young master's repeated promises that he would not sell himself, calmed down a lot, lowered his head and whispered: "It's Mother Liu and Zheng Yong's family in the Huanyi room, I heard that you were coming back a few days ago, so I took a few of your clothes that you could wear in the season to the Huanyi room to prepare for washing and ironing, and then I happened to hear them chatting, saying that the young master, you are older, and you will get married soon when you come back this time, and I will definitely be sold." I didn't believe it, so I went to argue with them, and they explained to me that I was your eldest girl, and that I had been closer to you than anyone else since I was a child, and that the new lady would definitely be jealous and would sell me, which is the custom of all large families to marry wives, unless they can become your roommate, and they can stay with you after you get married. I don't want to leave the young master, so, so..."

Xiao Tao glanced at Feng Zhiping quickly, and said, "So I asked them what a girl is, how can she become a girl, and then..."

Feng Zhiping secretly clenched his fists and said softly, "Is there anything else?"

"And when I came back just now, I ran into Liu's mother again, she said that it was not easy for me, and said that it was a pity, and said that if I didn't hurry up, it would be too late, she..."

Xiao Tao finally found that Feng Zhiping's face was wrong, and grabbed Feng Zhiping's arm in horror: "Young master, are you angry? Xiao Tao is wrong, don't be angry, okay?"

Feng Zhiping's nose was hot, and he quickly moved his gaze up, grabbed Xiao Tao's hand and asked her to tighten her clothes: "How many times have you said it, you are a big girl now, you have to be reserved, quickly cover it, not afraid of catching a cold?"

"Young Master, are you angry?" asked Xiao Tao, holding her placket and holding her face.

"I'm angry, but I'm not angry with you, my little peach was deceived, and I'm angry about the person who lied to you. Feng Zhiping rubbed Xiao Tao's head and said warmly, "Xiao Tao, you and I grew up together, in my eyes, you are not only my maid, but also a very important person like my sister." I was kidnapped by gangsters and almost died, and now I can't believe anyone, but you're the only person I believe in, understand?"

Xiao Tao listened ignorantly, but the phrase "the only person who believes" was clear, and immediately smiled sweetly, and nodded vigorously: "I understand, the young master is also my most important and trusted person!"

"That's right!" patting the top of Xiao Tao's head, Feng Zhi said with a straight face, "So in the future, you just need to listen to me, and all other rumors and rumors will roll him, don't believe a word, you know?"

Xiao Tao nodded, stuck out her tongue and whispered: "Young master, you swear words, let Madame hear that she will definitely scold you." ”

Feng Zhiping laughed, stood up and walked towards the door: "Put on your clothes, I'll go back when I go." ”

"Young Master, where are you going, Master Hou won't let you leave, come back quickly!"

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon, get dressed and wait here for me. Feng Zhiping walked to the door and stood still, turned over and smiled at Xiao Tao, "You are my person, I am a person who does not suffer, if someone bullies you, he bullies me, young master, I will be angry for you, let these pickled goods know who is the son of the world and who is their master!"

Xiao Tao was shocked and wanted to stop it, but Feng Zhiping disappeared into the night.

"Broken, broken, broken!"

In a hurry, he got dressed, and wanted to run to the lord and lady, but after two steps, he stopped.

"No, let Hou Ye know that he will definitely kill the young master! But Hou Ye will know sooner or later, if you don't say it..."

The little face was twisted into a ball, and after being entangled for a long time, he stomped his feet, and knelt down with his hands folded towards the offering platform: "The ancestors of the main family are above, and all the mistakes are Xiao Tao's fault, Xiao Tao will go to the old man and Mrs. to take the initiative to admit his mistakes, and all the punishments will be borne by Xiao Tao alone, please bless the young master safely, bless the master not to be too angry, Mrs. can persuade the lord, Xiao Tao thank you for your great kindness, kowtow to you!"

Bangbang knocked his head three times, and Xiao Tao resolutely stood up and ran out of the ancestral hall with her dress in her hand.

The cool breeze at night blew into the door, and the candlelight of the ancestral hall was swaying, reflecting the light and darkness of the tablet, some cold, some gloomy.