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In the early morning, Yang Zhong, the chief housekeeper of the Taishi Mansion, carried a watering can, walked slowly in the back garden, watering and hoeing the flowers and plants in the yard, catching insects and fertilizing.

The watering pot in his hand was specially made for him by Yang Yi, and he regarded him as a treasure in his heart, as long as he had the opportunity, he would take the kettle and show off to everyone in the house: "Tsk, do you see it? All over the world, just this one!" This watering can is all that Yang Yi had in his previous life, and now this is really the first one in this Han Dynasty. Yang Yi has this thought, no wonder Yang Zhong likes it.

There are four official families in the Yang Mansion, the chief housekeeper Yang Zhong, the second housekeeper Yang Hong, the third housekeeper Yang Shou, and the fourth housekeeper Yang Ming. Among them, Yang Zhong is an old servant who has been with Yang Shenxing since he was a child, and his status in the Yang Mansion is extraordinary, when Yang Shenxing is not at home, he is the most powerful in the entire Yang Mansion except for Mrs. Yang.

The second housekeeper, Yang Hong, accompanied her from Mrs. Yang's mother's house, and she was a female housekeeper, and she arranged the maids and maids at home.

The third housekeeper, Yang Shou, is in charge of the Danbing Pavilion, and his usual task is to guard the pills, weapons, and money in the mansion.

The fourth housekeeper, Yang Ming, is the commander of the Taishi Mansion, born in the military department, and is the master of the guard given to the Yang Mansion today.

Among the four housekeepers, Yang Zhong is the oldest and most powerful, as for whether it is the highest force, except for Yang Shenxing and Yang Zhong himself, I am afraid that no third person knows.

It was when the morning sun rose in the east and the purple glow filled the sky, Yang Zhong hummed a small tune, holding a teapot with a big belly and a small mouth in his left hand, taking a sip of tea from time to time, and the watering can carried in his right hand happily spit out the flowing water line in the air and fell to the flowers and leaves on the ground in an arc. Yang Zhong squinted his eyes, looking at the flowers shaking his head with the breeze, and there was an indescribable sense of accomplishment in his heart.

His temples were white, the corners of his eyes were covered with crow's feet, and his body was no longer straight.

He's no longer young.

When people are old, they like to do quiet and peaceful things, so what he likes most now is to play with some flowers and plants.

His hands were slender, dry, faintly shining like white jade, and only these hands did not match his old appearance.

Suddenly, Yang Zhong's body froze, and he looked in one direction in surprise, it was the courtyard of the third young master, but at this time, he felt a murderous aura from there, this kind of rich murderous aura like substance, since the battle of Tianyang Mountain, he had not felt it for more than thirty years.

After feeling this murderous aura, Yang Zhong's body had disappeared into the garden in an instant, but his teapot and watering pot slowly floated in the air to a nearby stone bench, and the two kettles, one large and one small, fell gently at the same time, without making a sound at all.

Yang Zhong had already arrived at the gate of the third young master's small courtyard, he was still outside the door one moment, but the next moment, he was already standing under the begonia tree in the courtyard, and in a breathing time, Yang Hong and Yang Ming had also appeared behind him.

Yang Yi rode a yellow horse, holding a Fang Tian painting halberd, looking at the three butlers who appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, with a puzzled expression: "I said aunt and uncle, I just want to ride out for a walk, you don't need to be so scary, right?

Yang Yi looked surprised on the surface, but in his heart he was extremely shocked: "I really didn't guess wrong! None of the people in my Yang Mansion are simple characters! The kung fu of the three of them is very high, but I don't know which is higher or lower compared to me?"

When the three of them entered the hospital, they all showed a very clever figure, Yang Zhong stepped straight in from outside the courtyard gate, this kind of exercise is the "passing the sky" step in Confucianism, it is extremely difficult to practice, but Yang Zhong is like flowing water, indescribable natural and smooth, and when he stood in front of Yang Yi, the air around him did not change in the slightest, as if he was standing there at the beginning.

And Yang Hong fell lightly in Yang Yi's courtyard from the top of the tall building in the distance, and her posture was extremely beautiful, but it was a little worse than Yang Zhongke.

Among the three, Yang Ming came the latest, and the movement was the largest, rumbling all the way, knocking Yang Yi's courtyard gate before stopping, and this person was the weakest among the three.

Although the three of them came quickly, there was one person who came faster than them, Qin Shuang was wearing pajamas at the moment, standing beside Yang Yi barefoot, holding Yang Yi's hand and pulling him under the horse: "Brother Yi, are you okay?

Yang Yi held Qin Shuang's little hand with both hands and said with a smile: "Girl, I'm fine!" he reached out and grabbed Qin Shuang's head, "Go back and put on your clothes, what kind of thing is it to be barefoot with your arms exposed." ”

Qin Shuang sighed, only then did he find that he was wearing a small coat, shirtless, even his feet were bare, his face was red, and he said, "It's not all your fault!" With a twist, his body had disappeared in place, and his body was as fast as the three housekeepers.

Yang Yi nodded and exclaimed: "Taixu Daomen, it's really good!"

Yang Zhong saw that Yang Yi was the only one in the courtyard, and glanced left and right with a suspicious expression, "Young Master, were you alone in this courtyard just now?"

Yang Yi said: "Isn't it just me, I just turned over and got on the horse here, and you suddenly appeared, scaring the young master, I was careful with my liver." ”

Yang Zhong closed his eyes and concentrated for a moment, walked around Yang Yi's courtyard a few times, and said to Yang Hong and Yang Ming: "It's okay, you two go back." ”

Yang Hong said: "It's okay, I still have to wait for the housewife to get up, so I won't stay long." He walked out through the collapsed gate.

Yang Ming was about to leave, but Yang Yi stretched out his hand to stop him: "Slow, Uncle Yang, what do you think about the gate of my small courtyard?"

Yang Ming was a tall bearded man, and his face flushed when he heard this: "This, this, let the craftsmen in the house repair it again." ”

Yang Yi stretched out his hand and said, "You pay for your salary!"

Yang Mingmo pondered for a long time, took out a few pieces of broken silver from his arms, and handed them to Yang Yi with great reluctance: "Let's talk about it first, the rest of the silver has to be returned to me!"

Yang Yi smiled: "Don't worry, I won't let it be left at all!"

Yang Ming covered his chest with his hands: "Oh, it's painful!"

Only Yang Yi and Yang Zhong were left in the courtyard.

Yang Zhong looked at the yellow horse beside Yang Yi, and then looked at the Fang Tian painting halberd inserted on the ground, and exclaimed: "Good horse, good halberd, so murderous!"

"Young Master, where did you get this horse and this halberd?"