Didn't Cai Laoliu have several fights with his own young master, causing a storm in the city?
Even my own master was ordered by the officials to shut up and think about it because of this matter. Why did this Cai Mansion's sixth son come to the door in such a blink of an eye?
The older servant of the Gaofu family took a step forward and asked in a neither humble nor arrogant tone.
"Why did your Liulang come to our Gao Mansion to become a disciple? You can't joke, can you?"
"..." The face of the steward of the Cai Mansion turned dark. I thought it was a joke, but this was the order of my prime minister.
"Go and report it to your young master as soon as possible, and he will understand. If it continues to be delayed..."
"Okay, please wait a moment. I'll keep an eye on you. Go and report it quickly."
The older servant of the Gaofu family turned around and confessed, then let the young man with fast legs run away.
And he continued to stare at the Cai family and the carriage.
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Cai Yao sat in the carriage with a dark face, tears still on his face at this moment.
And there were a few more bruises, and my buttocks were burning and painful, so painful that it hurt my heart.
When I thought that under the power of my biological father, I had to humiliate myself and agree to go to Gao Mansion to submit to Gao Zhang, my lifelong enemy.
Cai Yao felt like his heart was being cut by a knife, it was simply unfair.
I thought that I was the son of a dignified prime minister after all, and my father relied on his talent and ability to become an official.
And that golf ball was just a ball player next to the official family, and he became a dignified lieutenant by playing ball...
There were footsteps from the direction of the mansion door, and then Gao Zhang, a boy who was younger than him and lighter than himself, walked out.
The steward of the Cai Mansion looked at the handsome and handsome only son of Captain Gao with red lips and white teeth, and bent down with a smile on his face.
"I have met Mr. Gao. My Liulang, on my father's orders, came here to pay his respects to his master."
Gao Zhang couldn't help but feel happy when he heard this. Oops, has the little fat man given in? Oh no, alimony is coming?
"It turns out that my junior brother is here. Junior brother, junior brother, why don't you come over and see your senior brother?"
Then he saw the curtain of the carriage being opened, and then a little fat man got out of the carriage.
Gao Zhang couldn't help but be surprised when he looked at his fat face with old wounds not healed but new scars on his face.
"Oh, Junior Brother Cai, who did you provoke and get beaten up again?"
"!!!"
When Cai Yao heard this, his heart suddenly became filled with evil, and he tried his best to widen his narrow eyes hidden in the flesh.
But when he thought of his biological father's fierce eyes, Cai Yao couldn't help but feel his eyes well up and almost shed tears.
Seeing Cai Yao's expression change in front of him, and then his eyes turned red, Gao Zhang couldn't help but feel a little bit unbearable.
After all, this kid is a little stupid, but at least he is a straightforward person, and his fights are always done face to face. I hope that my future enemies will be as honest and cute as Cai Laoliu.
"Oh...junior brother, who is it that can actually commit such a murderous act? Please tell me, senior brother."
Cai Yao asked with a dark face and frowned unhappily.
"Why, can you still vent your anger on my behalf?"
"It's not impossible, but if we want to be close enough to help each other, it depends on your performance..."
Seeing these two naughty children talking nonsense here, the steward of the Cai Mansion, whose face turned darker and darker as he listened, quickly stepped forward.
"Mr. Gao, my Liulang was scolded by the prime minister. Well, the prime minister said that since Liulang and Mr. Gao both worshiped the master as their disciples, and Mr. Gao introduced them, it would be better for my son to pay his respects as a disciple."
Glancing at the steward of the Cai Mansion who was responsible for supervising Cai Laoliu, Gao Zhang was not difficult to deal with.
Cai Laoliu, who had a dark face of red, purple and green, accompanied by the manager of the Cai Mansion, followed Gao Zhang straight into the mansion and went straight to the small Taoist temple in the mansion.
Peng Xianchang, who has a life span of more than 200 years but unfortunately has a cerebral thrombosis, still lies on the small couch under the shade of the tree in the small Taoist temple unchanged for thousands of years, staring blankly at the towering ancient tree in front of him.
Beside, there sat a servant of the Gaofu family who was dozing off with a cattail leaf fan in his hand.
Hearing the noise coming from outside the Taoist temple, the servant who was dozing off suddenly sat upright and fanned rhythmically in front of Peng Xianchang with the cattail leaf fan in his hand.
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Gao Zhang led Cai Laoliu into this small Taoist temple and continued walking towards the big tree.
Cai Laoliu glanced at the small temple with the statue, and then looked around a few more times.
Then his uncertain eyes fell on Peng Xuanji, who was lying motionless on the couch.
"What are you doing here? Why don't you come and pay homage to your master?" Gao Zhang greeted Cai Laoliu warmly, who was obviously confused.
"What?!" Cai Laoliu's fat, obviously bruised face was instantly distorted. I was shocked beyond words...
Pointing to the cerebral thrombosis patient who was slumped on the couch and seemed to be drooling at the corner of his mouth.
Cai Laoliu then turned his head with difficulty and looked at Gao Zhang who was standing aside.
"This, this is Master?!"
"Why, do you think I can still deceive you, senior brother?"
Gao Zhang's face darkened in displeasure, and Cai Laoliu, who looked like he had been psychologically affected by his beating, was so frightened that he took two steps back.
The steward of the Cai Mansion who followed in also looked confused at this moment.
An obviously crooked mouth and eyes, a cerebral thrombosis patient who looks terminally ill. You tell me this is my Rokuro's master?
Gao Zhang first saluted Peng Xuanji, who was lying on the couch, staring with dull eyes and making a sound in his mouth.
Then he turned to look at Cai Laoliu, and shook his head with some hatred.
"Junior brother, have you forgotten what I said to you about our master after you and I turned our hostility into friendship?"
I was beaten so hard by you that day that I was so frightened that I didn't know what you were talking about.
But facing the ruthless Gao Zhang, Cai Laoliu, who originally wanted to be tough, could only lower his tone.
"I, I was too busy being scared that I didn't pay attention."
"..." The steward of the Cai Mansion looked at Liu Lang, who was twice as strong as Gao Zhang, with a dark expression.
I really can't understand why Rokuro, who can withstand a beating from the master's ruler in the mansion, would be so cowardly.
Gao Zhang sighed helplessly and bowed respectfully to the old liar who had a cerebral thrombosis.
"That's all, junior brother, you were uneasy at the time. Now let me tell you about our master's origins and why he is now like this..."
Everyone cheered up at this moment and watched this handsome young man with red lips and white teeth begin his performance.
The steward of the Cai Mansion was speechless when he heard this, and looked at the cerebral thrombosis patient who was slumped on the couch with a protruding belly and lost the ability to take care of himself with disbelief on his face.
The god transformed into an immortal, shattered the void, and restored the damage to his soul...
I always feel that the boss of the Gao family boasts more harshly than the Taoist priests of Yuqing Zhaoying Palace.
After all, among the Taoist priests in Yuqing Zhaoying Palace, which one of them doesn't look like an immortal, with long robes and long sleeves?
But the person in front of me was slumped on the couch with his belly stretched out, his hair and beard were as messy as a chicken coop, and his robe was no different from pickled sauerkraut.
His mouth is crooked and his eyes are slanted, his eyes are dull, and his mouth is squeaking. There is really no trace of his image as a master.
