"Forget it, forget it, isn't it embarrassing for you to manage Fang? Their Fang family has worked for the villa for generations, and we have no good fruit to provoke him." Another guard was startled and quickly persuaded.
"Hmph, to put it bluntly, she's not just a servant. My cousin has received all the grace of the owner of the villa, and he can't compare with him. Besides, maybe one day the owner of the villa will be happy and give my cousin a title." , when the time comes, masters and servants will be respected and orderly, and whoever has no good fruit to eat may not be sure." The guard sneered, and walked quickly towards the villa regardless of his companion's dissuasion.
At the same time, Fang Guanshi's face was full of joy, and he took two steps in three steps, and came to the main hall in a short while.
In the main hall, a tall and thin man in his thirties was pacing back and forth holding a whip, his expression was sometimes worried, sometimes angry, and he cursed a few times from time to time: "A group of people who eat things from the inside out, my panacea The villa provides them with food and drinks, and has raised them for so many years, how can I feel sorry for them, so disrespectful!"
Several servants stood aside trembling all over, not even daring to take a breath. Looking carefully, one of them was dripping with blood from the whip, but he didn't dare to heal his wounds, letting the blood roll to the ground drop by drop. noodle.
"You're all looking at what I'm doing, do you want to leave too, you ungrateful white-eyed wolf!" The man became more and more angry, and when he raised his head suddenly, he saw the wronged eyes of the servants, and raised the whip in his hand again.
The servants trembled in fright, but they did not dare to avoid it, and their gazes were even more sorrowful and indignant.
"My lord, my lord!" At this moment, Steward Fang's voice sounded from the door.
"What are you doing here again? Didn't I already tell you? I'll deal with it myself. Why are you in a hurry?" the man put away his whip and said impatiently.
It turned out that this man was the current owner of Lingdan Villa, Jiang Chengye.
"My lord, happy event, great happy event." Steward Fang said with a beaming face.
"What happy event?" Jiang Chengye sat down and asked angrily, with a very distant expression.
Logically speaking, Steward Fang's family has worked for Lingdan Villa for generations, and Jiang Fang's family is called master and servant, and they are family friends with strength. He shouldn't be so alienated from the steward. However, he was naughty since he was a child, and relying on his family background to cause trouble everywhere, he lingered in Yanhualiu Lane since he was a teenager, so when the previous suzerain was dying, he was worried about him and did not dare to hand over the family business directly to him. Fang Guanshi took care of him on his behalf, and asked Fang Guanshi to strictly discipline Jiang Chengye, and return the Lingdan Villa to the original owner after he became an adult.
Steward Fang did not dare to live up to the old owner's trust. In those few years, he managed Lingdan Villa in an orderly manner, and it seemed that he was on the verge of rejuvenation. He was extremely strict with Jiang Chengye. Today's cultivation base and current alchemy are all thanks to his discipline.
However, it was precisely because of the strict management that Jiang Chengye was not grateful to him at all, but held a grudge against him, and every time he saw him, he didn't show him any good looks.
"Master Zhuang, Gu Fenghua, the history of Yiyuan Academy of Yidao Academy, is asking for an audience. I will let them wait in the side hall for a while, and I will ask Lord Zhuang to greet you in person." Steward Fang knew that Jiang Chengye didn't want to see him, but he didn't care about Ling Dan. Shan Zhuang was loyal and didn't care, and said with a happy face.
"A school, where did this sect come from? Why haven't I heard of it? You just dismiss this kind of unpopular small sect, and you want me to greet you in person. Why do you really think I'm idle? ?¡± Jiang Chengye said impatiently.
If Gu Fenghua and the others hear this sentence, they will probably be moved again: It really is that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. What knowledge do people have. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com