Chapter 29 Night Trouble

It was completely dark and the carriage was speeding through the starlight.

The Seventh Young Master looked hopeless, and he leaned on the door of the carriage and asked Gao Yuan: "Where are we?"

"It should be here soon, right?" Gao Yuan answered uncertainly.

"You can even take the wrong road, what use do I have for you!" The Seventh Young Master cursed, "Wait for me to go back, and then you can get out!"

"I've learned to drive, but I've never learned to recognize the road!" Gao Yuan argued confidently, and quickly shifted the blame: "Why doesn't the young master scold Zheng Fa? He can't even recognize his own way home!"

The two of them turned around at the same time and stared at Zheng Fa, who was watching the fun from the sidelines as if it had nothing to do with him.

Zheng Fa: ...This pot really belongs to him.

Once you leave the city, the roads are all pretty much the same, so who knows which fork is the right one? In the modern world, with the advent of mobile navigation, many people can no longer even read maps.

What's more, there are no road signs in this place, so we have to rely on our old horse to find the way.

"Well, this road should be correct! There is no mistake!"

Fortunately, Zheng Fa had a good memory. He recalled the scenery along the way and finally found the right intersection.

Hearing Zheng Fa's affirmative reply, the Seventh Young Master turned around and sat on the chair, touching his stomach and frowning: "I'm so hungry! Is there anything to eat?"

They were originally going to set out after lunch, and based on the speed of the carriage, they should be able to reach the Zheng family's farm before dinner.

But now I have taken the wrong road and have been delayed for most of the day, let alone having dinner.

I missed the time for supper.

All three of them were actually hungry.

Zheng Fa keenly noticed that when the Seventh Young Master said this, he was staring at the food box at his feet.

He thought about it and picked up the lunch box.

The Seventh Young Master smiled, then watched him hide the food box behind his back.

Won't you even show it to me?

"Zheng Fa!"

"Hmm?" Zheng Fa seemed a little confused.

“I’m hungry!”

"I'm hungry too." Zheng Fa showed an expression of sympathy.

"I saw you took so many snacks from the kitchen, they're all in here!"

Seeing him pretending to be stupid, the Seventh Young Master's true intentions were revealed.

"I brought this for my sister." Zheng Fa refused coldly, "That's all."

"……elder brother!"

Even though Zheng Fa always thought that he was more knowledgeable than the people in this world, he was still shocked by the shamelessness of the Seventh Young Master.

"She's only six years old..."

Zheng Fa didn't say anything: How dare you? "I'm hungry!"

Zheng Fa sighed. With the Seventh Young Master's background, he must have never been hungry since he was a child.

This is what I can't stand.

He opened the lunch box, and inside were two plates of snacks, all of which Zheng Fa had picked out because he found them delicious.

Now everyone in the Zhao family knew that Zheng Fa had some face in front of the Seventh Young Master. So Zheng Fa just had to go to the kitchen and say hello to get these snacks, and someone would prepare them for him.

"Here!" He handed over a plate of snacks.

The Seventh Young Master grabbed a piece of bean cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

Zheng Fa thought for a moment, lifted the carriage curtain, and said to Gao Yuan, "Gao Yuan, you must be hungry after driving all the way. Come and eat something."

He handed the plate over, Gao Yuan nodded, and took a piece eagerly.

Zheng Fa thought that the two of them were at an age where they could eat, and a small snack probably wouldn't fill them up, so he placed the food box in the car and said, "Take it after you finish eating."

The Seventh Young Master quickly finished a piece of bean cake, and seeing that he had returned to his seat without taking any snacks, he asked in confusion, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I'm not hungry."

Zheng Fa laughed.

The Seventh Young Master looked at his palms, which he had licked clean even the snack crumbs, then looked at Zheng Fa, and remembered that they had eaten lunch together.

Both he and Gao Yuan were hungry.

Zheng Fa is not hungry?

Maybe he wanted to leave more for his sister? The Seventh Young Master swallowed his saliva and suddenly said, "I'm not that hungry anymore. I won't eat anymore."

Outside the carriage, Gao Yuan also said, "There's no water. If I eat too much, I'll choke! I won't eat anymore."

Zheng Fa actually didn't feel that hungry. He was probably used to going hungry.

I did want to leave a few pieces for my sister.

These two...

He didn't persuade her anymore, but smiled, closed the food box, and said, "It's almost here, we can eat when it's here."

Just as Zheng Fa said, in less than half an hour, they saw the dark shadow of the house under the starry sky.

"arrive!"

The Seventh Young Master looked at the small houses from afar and wished he could jump out of the car.

Suddenly, a torch was lit in the first house.

The sound of gongs and drums rang out.

The farmers who had fallen asleep long ago got up and lit candles in their homes.

The whole Zhuangzi was in chaos as if it had been awakened.

"What's going on?"

The Seventh Young Master looked at the chaotic farm in amazement.

"We are afraid of robbers. We arrived too late, and the sentinels could not see the carriage clearly, so they thought we were up to no good."

The Xuanwei Realm is not peaceful.

Jingzhou City was not so bad, but the farms outside the city often faced looting by bandits.

There are young and middle-aged people on guard at the farm every night.

His tone was a little gloomy.

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At this moment, the farm was already in chaos.

Mother Zheng was holding the half-sleeping Zheng Shan in her arms and looking outside through the window.

"mother?"

Zheng Shan felt her mother trembling.

Zheng's mother forced a smile at her daughter. When her husband passed away, Zheng Shan was only one year old and had no memories.

But she never forgot it.

Back then, there was the same sound of gongs and the same chaos.

After a while, a farmer suddenly ran over and shouted, "It's all right, it's all right. The carriage from the mansion has arrived!"

Zheng Shan felt her mother's arms around her suddenly relax, and a breath came from above her head.

After a while, my mother's body suddenly stiffened.

Let go of yourself and run outside madly.

"Mom? What happened?!"

Zheng Shan looked at her mother who was not wearing shoes and stumbled after her.

Zheng's mother did not answer, nor did she dare to answer.

Some time ago, Wang Gui was beaten by his wife and sent back.

It was also a carriage.

It was also a night.

People from the mansion suddenly came, carrying Wang Gui, who was unconscious and dying.

…

At Steward Wang's house, Wang Gui had put on his clothes and was whispering excitedly to his father.

"I said Zheng Fa wouldn't stay long! We should have dealt with the Zheng family sooner! Dad, you always say wait, wait!"

"Shut your stinky mouth."

Wang Gui stopped talking, but he still looked unconvinced.

Manager Wang knew that what his son said was actually correct.

He also knew a little about the Seventh Young Master's temper.

It is one thing that my son was driven back and is useless, but this Seventh Young Master is really difficult to serve.

What's more, usually no one would come to the mansion so late at night.

Just as Zheng's mother thought, he also remembered the night when his son was sent back.

"It's right to be cautious! Besides, he has been abandoned by the Seventh Young Master, and his family is all in the manor, where can he run to? Why is he in such a hurry?"

Manager Wang gave his son a lecture and walked out of the manor.

Wang Gui followed behind and smiled. He knew that his father would never stop him again.

A horse-drawn carriage was slowly approaching. Wang Gui looked at Gao Yuan, who was driving the carriage, and was a little puzzled by his youth and unfamiliarity.

Also, what about Zheng Fa?

Lying in the car?

He leaned over to look at the carriage, only to see the curtain being lifted and the Seventh Young Master sticking his head out.

The Seventh Young Master? Wang Gui stared at the Seventh Young Master’s face in amazement, wondering why he came here.

Could it be that he was here to take me back?

"Master!" He shouted excitedly, and secretly swore in his heart: If the Seventh Young Master comes to pick me up in person, I will kill him with my head!

Even if my leg is broken by my wife this time, I will still take him to Yanyu Tower!

"Huh? You live here too?"

At this moment, the surprised face of the Seventh Young Master made Wang Gui feel so cold and hurt.

(End of this chapter)