The girls and women who were still unable to escape just now emerged from some corner. Whenever Aunt Zhao ordered, she responded to everything, and her attitude was very respectful.

"Replace this bed tent with gauze and bedding with silk to avoid smearing my skin. Why didn't there be an incense burner? Take one immediately to drive away the mold in the house. This pot of green pine is not trimmed well, so change it. Why is it burning in the charcoal basin with ordinary charcoal? Is there silver charcoal? Go and change it!" Aunt Zhao gave me some advice in the house.

An old woman followed her step by step and nodded frequently. Because she saw Master Huan San tilting on the kang beside the window, there was a bloody handprint on her forehead, she didn't dare to show any impatientness, and she just wanted to treat Aunt Zhao as a Buddha.

After a stick of incense, the room was completely refreshed. Jia Huan put down the teacup and asked, "Are you satisfied with your aunt? Is there any place you are not satisfied with and ask them to change it."

"Satisfied! This main courtyard is big enough and it is the best to use, but it is much more comfortable than the Jia Mansion!" I thought that I didn't have to pay my respects tomorrow morning, and the servants of the village all regarded me as their main ones, and did whatever they wanted, Aunt Zhao felt so comfortable.

"It's good to be satisfied. I'll go to the kitchen to see my dog ​​meat. I ate dry food all the way, and my tongue was so tasteless." Jia Huan got off the kang and put on his shoes, and walked slowly towards the kitchen with the fragrance of the meat.

Xiao Jixiang and Madam Song were lying down and taking a nap. Then they returned to their respective houses, put their luggage in one place and sighed, "Madam, we are here right. Look, for such a big house, we don't have to squeeze with people, they are covered with silk and burned with silver charcoal. They don't have to be squeezed by others on weekdays, and they don't have to be squeezed by others. They are not much more comfortable than the Jia family? People in the world say that it is better to be a phoenix tail than a chicken head. But how can the phoenix tail know the comfort of a phoenix tail?"

"Damn girl, what do you mean is that our third master can't become a dragon or a phoenix? I don't think so! Just because of the third master's ruthlessness, you will have great luck sooner or later!" Madam Song poked Xiao Jixiang's head, and the two of them covered their mouths and smiled.

After resting for two or three days, Aunt Zhao recovered, but Jia Huan had already started to move around Lijia Village. He tied a sandbag and ran around Lijia Village for ten laps. When he came back, he practiced boxing and kicking against wooden stakes. He found that Li Dafu also liked to dance with swords and guns, so he occupied the martial arts field in the front yard. The two mentors dismissed because of their mediocre martial arts skills. Only then did they know that the world of Red Mansions had no so-called internal strength and no so-called light skills. If a warrior could not lose with one-on-one without losing, it would be considered as a sacred thing.

Even though he knew that the martial arts of people in this world were generally not high, Jia Huan did not relax. While training his muscles and bones, he began to temper his lungs. The servants in Lijiazhuang were much more rules than the Jia family, and he did not dare to criticize his master at all. He only saw the wooden stake that was kicked off by his master, and his body would tremble.

On this day, Jia Huan finished his training and suddenly felt like he wanted to stroll around the village. He turned around when he saw the bend and went up the steps. Before he knew it, he came to a small courtyard with an extremely quiet environment. The courtyard was surrounded by rockery and the flowers were rugged, which was quite interesting. There was also a fat peacock, who was walking on the lawn with long tail feathers. He was not afraid of seeing a stranger and looked at him with his head tilted.

"Oh, it's a peacock! Such sacred birds are rare! It would be even better if we could turn on a screen for us." Xiao Jixiang clapped his hands and shouted.

Jia Huan's aesthetic has long been ruined by zombies. He didn't think the peacock is so strange. He asked with a smile, "Look at this smooth and slick, it's so fat! I don't know what peacock meat tastes?"

"I don't know this servant." A drop of cold sweat slid down Xiao Jixiang's forehead, thinking that the Third Master's thoughts are always so 'real'.

After receiving the news, Old Li almost rushed over and ran over, shouting, "You can't eat! This peacock is a New Year gift given to your wife. If your wife blames you, no one of us can afford it!"

If you want to say who Jia Huan hates the most, it must be Mrs. Wang. He said it casually, but he had no intention of eating it. He heard Lao Li's shouting and had to eat it. He immediately turned cold and picked up a stone and flicked it.

The stone broke through the air, making a short scream, and then accurately hit the peacock's head, and a bunch of blood flowers exploded on the lawn.

Old Li screamed in shock, knelt down on the ground, crying without tears. This is nearly a thousand taels of silver! It’s gone!

"Third Master, this is the New Year ceremony that the wife indicated. She was kept in the old lady's yard. She was happy during the festival. You will be gone if you keep your stones. When the old lady asks, how can I explain it?"

Jia Huan walked over, pulled off a peacock tail feather and played with it, smiling carelessly, "Since it was Mrs. Wang who pointed out that I really have to try it. How do you explain it? To be honest, either ask Mrs. Wang, Mother Jia to come to Jinling to treat me, or secretly instruct you to get rid of me. What do you want to do? Then I left the Jia Mansion, what are I afraid of?"

He was also from a wealthy family and understood the cruelty of fighting in the inner house. However, since he left the base and lived alone, he gradually forgot how to intrigue with others and also dislike intrigue. He had to be wary of every battle in the Jia family. When he arrived in Lijiazhuang, he was respected, so he naturally had to give up ten times with one force, without having to play with those evil people.

Old Master Li can see that the third master not only did not have any respect for the old lady, but also hated him to the core. This time the exile of Zhuangzi might have been designed by him. If he mentioned the hard-to-remedy slag, how could he be cured as soon as he set out? He became so mighty when he arrived in Jinling. He was nominally the master and had a strong martial arts skills. Who could do anything to him? Besides, even if he sent a message to Beijing, the old lady would never let go of her figure and traveled thousands of miles to teach him a lesson, let alone allow him to go back. At most, he wrote a few words to scold him, so how could he hurt him?

This is really a copper pea. It cannot be steamed or cooked, fried, fried, beat or flattened, making people unable to start! How old is he? What will happen to him in a few years?

Old Li felt that his future was dark, so he simply knelt down and expressed his loyalty. "What did the third master say? The wife sent you here to recuperate. The whole son and village are at your mercy. How can you tell others what you love? No matter how you eat peacocks, even the slaves of dragon liver phoenix and marrow have to be found for you. The slaves only serve you and are happy. If you have a little thought of betraying the master, you will be asked to fight the five thunders!"

"If there was really a way of heaven in this world, you would have been knocked to pieces long ago." Jia Huan sneered, broke the tip of the tail of the feathers in his hand, inserted it diagonally into his temples, and ordered when he left with his hands, "Take all the feathers and send them to my aunt, and take the meat to the kitchen and cook."

"Slave obeys the order." After he walked away, Lao Li got up with difficulty.

Back at the main courtyard, Aunt Zhao was tilted on the kang. A little girl beat her legs, a little girl beat her shoulders, and a little girl put the peeled longan in a bowl for her to use. There were various pastries and some rare fruits on the kang table. Li Dafu and a mother in charge knelt down at the seat to report the matter, and the show was even more than Mrs. Wang.

"I am half the master of the Jia Mansion after all. Who else can be more noble than me in Lijiazhuang besides me? Why can't I look down on this account book?" She raised two willow eyebrows and pointed at Li Dafu and asked angrily.

"Regularly, only the accountant sent by the wife to visit the bank can see this account book. He needs to take it back to the wife to take a look at the end of the year. If the idle people are asked to touch it, we will not be able to explain the problem. Now the account book has been sealed and it is not easy to take it for the aunt to see it. Please take it more." Li Dafu smirked.

"Don't fool me, saying it's a ban on the account, that's why you're messing around. Pay 40% of the rent collected to the mansion, and 60% of the remaining ones are swallowed privately, thinking I don't know!" Aunt Zhao smiled sneered. She was also a child of the Jia family, so how could she not know these secrets?

Li Dafu felt resentful and wanted to sew Aunt Zhao's mouth with a needle. This is blackmailing!

"My aunt wants to see it, you can bring it." Jia Huan walked in slowly, took off the tail feathers from his temples, and inserted them on Aunt Zhao's head.

Li Dafu was so scared that he trembled. He didn't dare to give up any more, so he hurriedly agreed to go down with the mother in charge.

Aunt Zhao forgot to get angry, took off her tail feather and smiled happily, "My son, where did you get good things? You can't buy them even if you have money!"

"Just like it. I'll give you a bundle to make a cloak later." Jia Huan cleaned his hands with a wet veil and twisted a longan to hold it. He was immediately conquered by the sweet taste spreading on the tip of his tongue. The magical peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly.

"Really? I remember Baoyu had a peacock fur cloak woven with gold thread, which was so stylish to wear." Aunt Zhao showed a look of longing.

Jia Huan touched her head and smiled, "There is no need to envy others. In the future, I will ask you to eat the best, live in the best, and wear the best, and no one can despise you."

Aunt Zhao was so moved that she wanted to cry, but she pretended to be irritated and poked her son's head, "Who can't say good-following people? I really have the ability to earn me a royal decree, and I'll call you my master!"

"Sales to earn an imperial decree?" Jia Huan raised his eyebrows. Apart from practicing supernatural powers, he had never made a career plan for himself. People in the end of the world only need to know how to kill zombies and find food.

"Yes, you study hard and get the top scorer in the future. Let's be proud and return home in glory to anger that poisonous woman to death!" Aunt Zhao's eyes were excited, and suddenly said anxiously, "But just now, I really thought that I was the mistress of Lijiazhuang, and I actually asked Li Dafu to show me the account book. If the poisonous woman knew, she wouldn't ask us to go back and receive the punishment immediately, right?"

Jia Huan spit out the longan core and waved his hand to sarcastically, "No, let alone she tried her best to get me away, she would never let me go back easily. Old Li and his family would never report this to Mrs. Wang. They were ordered to rectify us. If Mrs. Wang knew that they were not doing their job well, the location of the village head would not be saved. For the sake of their interests, they would hide it themselves, and please relax."

"It's reasonable!" Aunt Zhao felt relieved.

Jia Huan said again, "Since my aunt wants to be an imperial decree, then I will invite me a gentleman tomorrow. I want to study."

Aunt Zhao was so happy that she disappeared.

Old Li took eight hundred taels from his private money and planned to buy another peacock. He was feeling heartbroken when he saw his son coming in with a black head and a black head. He took the account book and left. He hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "What are you doing?"

"Aunt Zhao wants to look at the account book." Li Dafu said angrily.

"She is a concubine, what qualifications do you have to read the account book?" Old Li glared.

"With her evil son, why should she be willing to pay for it? Otherwise, if you are unhappy, you will kill us, where will you go to seek justice? Dad, you have to write a letter to tell your wife and ask her to send someone to deal with him!" Li Dafu gritted his teeth.

"Mrs. I sent someone else to deal with him. How can our family have a foothold? You fool!" Old Li poked his son's head fiercely.

When Li Dafu thought about it, he immediately became depressed and sighed, "What should we do? If you are facing the King of Hell every day, should you still live?"

"He is a human, not the King of Hell! If he is a human, he will die! Don't worry, my father has some ways to deal with him. Take the account book first, and let the mother and son be arrogant for a few days." Old Li's tone was very confident. He had been covering the sky for decades in Lijiazhuang, and he was not a vegetarian.
Chapter completed!