Housekeeper Zhou didn't know why he seemed a little arrogant today, and said with a bland smile: "Young Master, the old lady said that I can still take care of the affairs of this mansion."
The title of young master was deliberately elongated by Butler Zhou, and the disrespect in it was fully displayed.
Fan Xian smiled and looked at the look of disdain in the other party's eyes. Although he had never felt sorry for himself because of his illegitimate child status, it was rare to meet this kind of eyes that looked at the wicked, and he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.
Seeing that something was wrong, a clever girl sneaked away to find the old lady. The other servants, on the other hand, watched the arena nervously. Although it is clearly two households, everyone knows that Master Fan Xian's status is not very glorious, and all the expenses for Danzhou Port Befu are all allocated from Kyoto, and come from the second wife.
It was precisely because of this that the Second Wife's confidant Zhou Steward dared to be so disrespectful to this young master. After all, in everyone's minds, the one who will inherit Sinan Bo's huge family property in the future can only be the young master in the capital, not the twelve-year-old boy with a cute smile in front of him.
Although the servants had always respected and loved Fan Xian, at this moment of standing in the camp, no one dared to take the risk of offending the second wife by standing on Fan Xian's side.
Only Sisi, the close maid, held Fan Xian's hand tightly. Fan Xian was very aware of the considerations of these servants. It was not easy for anyone who wanted to live a better life, so he didn't feel sad or chilled. He just tilted his head and looked curiously at the dismal-looking Butler Zhou in front of him. I thought to myself, who has always been quiet, why he finally couldn't bear it anymore
Steward Zhou is the second housekeeper of Earl Sinan's Mansion in Kyoto. Because of some small mistakes in Kyoto, he was driven to the remote and remote Danzhou Port. But the housekeeper Zhou didn't feel that his life was far away from the prosperity of Kyoto, nor did he feel sad because of it.
Earl Sinan's first wife has been dead for many years, and the second wife gave birth to a son seven years ago. The tide has risen, and the second wife's natal family has a lot of background, so she is about to ascend to the rightful position. At such a critical moment, as the second wife's confidant, Steward Zhou came to Danzhou, naturally he did not have any good intentions.
In order to complete the task, he manages Earl Beppu very carefully, has special respect for the old lady, is also kind to the servants, and rarely interferes with other people's duties, but every time he sees the little bitch who caused him to be exiled in disguise When planting, I can't help showing my true thoughts.
But for some reason, he was a little afraid of the boy who was only in his teens.
Because no matter where he went, he seemed to be able to see the boy's smiling face and those clear and transparent eyes. That face is very clean and beautiful, but if you find this face by your side all the time from the moment you wake up, it will feel weird.
When Steward Zhou greeted the servants kindly, little Fan Xian's pretty face was hidden among the flowers, staring at him infatuatedly; That clean face rested on the window sill of the tent, looking at him innocently; when Butler Zhou was reporting to the old lady respectfully, little Fan Xian's lovely face leaned gently beside the old lady, filled with countless emotions. looked at him curiously.
After a few months like this, Steward Zhou felt that he was going crazy, no matter whether he opened his eyes or closed his eyes, he could still see that clean, cute and harmless little face, like a ghost face floating in the faint white mist, if not How could the ghost's face be so beautiful and look at him so intently.
He could hardly bear this kind of mental pressure, and even started to be suspicious. Did that little boy know that he was here to deal with him? But Butler Zhou immediately thought, this scoundrel is only so big, how could he know the insidious things in the adult world, but...why does he always look at me? Why? Just like the current situation, why can he still laugh when his words should make this little bastard feel humiliated
Steward Zhou sneered, thinking that the matter in Danzhou would be over soon, why should I be angry with this little bastard.
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Fan Xian didn't know that his unscrupulous observation of the housekeeper would bring such a great mental pressure to the housekeeper. Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't be more apologetic. He was just curious about what kind of means that aunt in Kyoto would use to deal with him.
But when he saw Steward Zhou brushing his face by teaching his big maid a lesson, Fan Xian's mood had already turned gloomy. After hearing the word "young master who is neither yin nor yang", the smile on his face began to slow down. Hold back.
"I heard that the young master drove a big maid out of the mansion a few years ago. It's too nonsense." Butler Zhou didn't seem to notice that the young man's face became sour, and continued to talk, with a hint of disdain on his face, " From now on, the young master is still young, so he should worry less about the personnel affairs in these mansions."
Fan Xian smiled: "Are you warning me to be quiet?"
Housekeeper Zhou said he didn't dare, but his words were arrogant: "How dare? It's just that before coming, the second wife told me that the young master is young, so he needs to take care of him more."
"Aren't you afraid that I'll show off my young master's airs and slap you in the face?" Fan Xian asked curiously.
Steward Zhou laughed, touched the small beard under his chin, and said: "Although the young master... this one lost his mother since childhood, and has few people to discipline him, but everyone knows it, but after all, he has read poetry and books since childhood. would treat the servants so harshly."
He looked at the beautiful teenager in front of him, and secretly laughed in his heart. Such a kid actually wanted to show his master's score in front of me.
"Oh." At this moment, Fan Xian seemed to have remembered the identity of his illegitimate child. He came to his senses and turned to leave.
Although the maids secretly defended the young master, they were relieved to see that there was no conflict. Sisi held Fan Xian's hand, her eyes started to get wet, she thought that the young master was really pitiful, but she was afraid that he would get angry, so she secretly looked out of the corner of her eye and found that Fan Xian's eyes were full of tranquility, so she was relieved.
Fan Xian took Sisi's hand into the house, moved two benches to the door, let Sisi sit on one bench, and moved the other bench into the garden.
The maidservants hadn't left yet, and Steward Zhou was still reminiscing about his heroism just now.
Fan Xian put the bench in front of Steward Zhou, and the people next to him thought it was strange, but Steward Zhou didn't understand it, and when he was about to ask a question, little Fan Xian had already stepped on the bench and stood up.
At that time, Fan Xian was only twelve years old, and he was not very tall. With the addition of a stool, he would be as tall as Butler Zhou.
Everyone was puzzled and didn't know what he was doing standing on the stool. At this moment, Fan Xian raised his right hand to his mouth, took two breaths, and then raised it high.
"What are you going to do?" This sentence was still in Steward Zhou's mouth, and he didn't have time to spit it out together with the saliva.
Fan Xian's little hand swung back and slapped it forward hard!
With a crisp sound of "slap!", Steward Zhou was slapped to the ground by this slap, a red slap mark appeared on his face, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. The kid is actually so strong, and... this kid... dares to hit himself!
Little 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 Butler Zhou who was covering his face and moaning on the ground, and said softly: "I'm full of poetry and books. I can also beat people. Although I don't abuse my servants, I'm happy to let you know what it means to be a dude."