Chapter 111 Mr. Fan (Part 2)

He was thinking about overthrowing Zhuang Qingning, but did he say he wanted to do it himself? Only someone as stupid as the Song family would want to go in and do it himself in broad daylight, so that he could be caught and have his spine broken?

Idiot, dumb, just like a pig! No, I should say that pigs are smarter than her!

Zhuang Ruman couldn't help but spit on the ground.

Song stood there in a daze for a long while, her jaw dropped open in shock.

Just now, Zhuang Ruman seemed very happy. Wasn't that because she thought her idea was good? Why did she suddenly become upset? What did she do wrong?

Song's face was full of doubts, but when she saw Zhuang Ruman walking away, she hurriedly followed him. ——The time had come, and the things that needed to be arranged had basically been arranged, and the things that needed to be tidied had also been tidied.

Chu Jinnian began to set out for the capital.

Together with Zhou Xueming.

Chu Jinzhou sent the two people to the county town.

One reason was that Chu Jinnian said that this trip to the capital would take at least two months, and the two brothers had seldom been separated for such a long time. Chu Jinzhou was reluctant to let him go and just wanted to spend as much time with his elder brother as possible, even if it was just for a cup of tea.

Secondly, it was to give it to Zhou Xueming.

Once a teacher, always a father. Zhou Xueming taught Chu Jinzhou for nearly a year with all his heart and soul. Chu Jinzhou respected him very much. During this trip to the capital, Chu Jinzhou didn't know when they would see each other again, so he was reluctant to leave.

The third reason is to pick up Fan Wenxuan.

According to a letter from the person accompanying him, Fan Wenxuan will arrive in the county town today and will meet Chu Jinzhou at the city gate.

Therefore, after listening to Chu Jinnian and Zhou Xueming's nagging instructions and reluctantly seeing them off, Chu Jinzhou waited for Fan Wenxuan to arrive at the agreed place.

Wait left, wait right, wait front, wait back, wait south, wait north...

Until the sun set and the sky began to darken, there was still no sign of Fan Wenxuan.

"Could it be that the date was wrong, not today?" Chu Jinzhou asked.

"It shouldn't be. It's clearly written today." Ning Feng frowned and replied, "And when the letter came, the person was already in Zeng County, which is only half a day away from here. No matter what, he wouldn't be here so late."

"I just don't know if something will delay him on the way..."

"Third Master, how about I go back with you first and leave someone here to wait. If Mr. Fan arrives, someone will be here to greet him and take him to the garden."

Chu Jinzhou had been waiting here for half a day. The city gate was very noisy with people coming and going, and he couldn't even take a break. He looked a little listless.

Ning Feng was extremely distressed and kept muttering to himself for a long time.

This is because the eldest son is not here. If he were here, I don’t know how heartbroken he would be…

"No."

Chu Jinzhou rejected Ning Feng's proposal without even thinking: "Mr. Fan is my teacher. As a student, how can I let others greet him?"

"Let me wait here. If you feel tired, go to the carriage and take a rest."

The master didn't complain of being tired, so how could they dare to complain of being tired, and how could they go to the carriage to rest? Ning Feng didn't dare to do that, he just wanted to persuade Chu Jinzhou to go back earlier, and they would just be here to welcome him.

But Chu Jinzhou was determined and seemed impossible to persuade. Ning Feng had no choice but to let him do what he wanted, but in his heart he cursed Fan Wenxuan again.

He has a perverse personality, but he is so arrogant. I really don't know what kind of luck this kind of person has. He has been blessed by God and has such good knowledge...

"Third Young Master, Steward Feng."

A servant jumped off the horse, ran to Chu Jinzhou and Ning Feng, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Mr. Fan has already arrived in the garden. I will tell the Third Master and Butler Feng to go back quickly."

"What?"

Ning Feng's jaw almost dropped to the ground.

This Fan Wenxuan made his third young master wait here for a long time in vain, but he was so good that he quietly ran to Qingzhu Garden first. It was really abominable.

Compared to Ning Feng, who clenched his fists and had anger in his eyes, Chu Jinzhou was much calmer.

I even breathed a sigh of relief.

"Since you have already arrived at the garden, let's go back quickly." Chu Jinzhou ordered softly, and even grinned: "I was worried that you might have encountered some difficult problems on the way, but now that you have arrived at the garden safely, I am relieved."

The third young master of this family is a kind person after all. Even at this time, he is still worried about Fan Wenxuan.

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Then look at Fan Wenxuan who does whatever he wants and doesn't care about others at all! Ning Feng felt a little pain in his chest.

"Yes." Ning Feng agreed reluctantly and ordered the coachman and the accompanying servant to get on the carriage and rush back.

When we arrived at Qingzhu Garden, it was already dark.

"Where is the sir? Have you settled down? It's time for dinner now. Have you prepared food for the sir? Have you been to the study? Do you think there is anything you need?" Chu Jinzhou asked a series of questions as soon as he got off the carriage.

The servant who came to greet Chu Jinzhou hesitated and could not answer a single word in response to Chu Jinzhou's questions.

"If you have anything to say, just say it." Ning Feng scolded.

"Third Master, Steward Feng." The servant immediately had a bitter face: "It's not that I want to hide anything intentionally, it's really at this moment, Mr. Fan..."

"Well, let's put it this way, Mr. Fan is in the kitchen right now!"

"What are you doing in the kitchen?" Ning Feng held his chin up hard.

"Roasted sweet potatoes!" The servant said these three words with difficulty, and then his face looked dejected.

After all, when he saw Mr. Fan, with his fluttering sleeves and immortal demeanor, arrive at Qingzhu Garden, he was full of admiration and served him carefully, even wondering what Mr. Fan would instruct him to do.

But when he saw two muddy hands sticking out from the flowing long sleeves, holding three or four sweet potatoes in their hands, asking where the kitchen was and where the charcoal fire was, he felt sick all over.

Especially when he saw a gentleman who seemed to be well-read, well-read and famous, skillfully digging out the wood ash in the kitchen stove, stuffing sweet potatoes in, skillfully lighting a fire, and even chattering to everyone in the kitchen about how to roast the sweet potatoes to make them taste best, he felt that he might have been possessed by a ghost.

Now I walk so lightly, as if my legs are not my own. Even talking feels as if I am in another world. Everything in front of me seems so unreal.

"What?!"

Ning Feng felt that maybe his strength was not strong enough.

(End of this chapter)