"I was busy with the competition yesterday. I heard that Mr. Pang left early. I don't know what happened?"
"Young Marquis, to be honest, I've been having a rough time lately and have already experienced several unexpected disasters."
In fact, Ning Yuanchen knew what was going on. He just wanted to take advantage of the situation to vent his anger.
The old man smiled bitterly and recounted his miserable experience.
The wall that collapsed for no reason had just been restored, but then yesterday's bad incident happened again.
Pang could only express his deep regret for not being able to eliminate Han Zeyu in time and letting him steal the limelight.
Ning Yuanchen pretended to be concerned and said a few words, appearing magnanimous and saying that he had no intention of blaming him.
Then he casually asked how the new waiter was serving the emperor and whether Mr. Pang was satisfied.
The old man pondered for a moment and said with embarrassment: "He is a man who knows the rules, but he is a little dull."
Ning Yuanchen thought to himself: This old man is trying to act like a spoiled brat after getting the advantage.
"I thought he was from a decent upbringing, but I didn't expect him to be incompetent. I was inconsiderate. I'll take him away first and send him back next time if I find someone suitable."
Seeing that Ning Yuanchen was firm and didn't seem to be joking, the old man immediately found a way to back down.
"I dare not trouble the young marquis. I have nothing to do, so I will just give him some instruction. He is doing well in my house. Luo Ying, come and serve tea to the young marquis."
The servant called Luo Ying was the young man who was kneeling on the ground serving that day.
Luo Ying walked closer, respectfully took away the teapot, and went to the side to fill the empty pot with water to avoid scalding the host.
Seeing Luo Ying's obedient appearance, the old man nodded with satisfaction. This was all due to his good teaching.
Ning Yuanchen picked up the tea bowl nonchalantly, thinking that the bones were very hard, but in just over a month he was trained to be as obedient as a pet dog.
Listening to the casual conversation between the two people behind him, Luo Ying's eyes burst into strong hatred.
Luo Ying picked up the hot copper kettle with trembling hands, gritting his teeth, as if he had made some kind of decision.
Han Zeyu was lying on the roof, unable to see what was happening inside. He was still wondering whether he should do a good deed and save Luo Ying from the dire straits.
Facts have proved that you should not think too much about things, because once things happen, you will not have any room or time to think.
As the two were chatting casually, they heard a crisp sound, which was the sound of a teapot falling to the ground.
Luo Ying squatted down, holding the copper pot in one hand and picking up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground with the other.
Old Man Pang stood up, frowned in displeasure, and shouted, "You useless piece of shit, you're so unlucky. You've learned all the rules like a dog? And you still think you're a young master?"
A scream was heard, and it turned out that Luo Ying threw the boiling hot teapot away.
A full pot of hot water was poured mostly on Old Man Pang.
Luo Ying's hands were burned red, but he didn't care at all and rushed towards Ning Yuanchen grabbing the broken porcelain pieces.
He wants to avenge his parents, he wants to die together with this beast!
It happened in a flash. After all, Ning Yuanchen knew some martial arts, so he reacted quickly after being shocked.
The originally thin Luo Ying couldn't touch Ning Yuanchen at all.
But just as he saw the copper pot flying towards him, Ning Yuanchen subconsciously raised his sleeve to block it, giving Luo Ying a chance.
Unfortunately, he was not able to gain the advantage in terms of physical strength and force, and Luo Ying was quickly kicked to the ground by Ning Yuanchen.
Seeing the servants and guards rushing towards this side, Han Zeyu decided to rescue them.
With a loud bang, in full view of everyone, the central hall of Pang Mansion turned into ruins in an instant.
No way! Just the day before yesterday, a wall collapsed, and today even the central hall where we meet guests collapsed?
What a sin this is!
No, I dare not say anything bad about my master. After all, the indenture is still in his hands.
If their master encounters misfortune, they will not have an easy life and will definitely be sold again.
That should be the Ministry of Works' fault. The residences allocated by the court to officials collapsed so easily. They were too flimsy.
"What should we do now? Let's go outside the city and inform Lord Shaoqing first!"
"Save the person first, what if he's okay?"
"Young Marquis... No, my young master is still inside, hurry up and save him!"
"Quickly gather your men! If anything happens to Lord Ning, the Marquis will not let you off!"
In fact, neither Ning Yuanchen nor Old Man Pang were in danger of their lives.
Han Zeyu only collapsed the roof. There was no major problem with the overall frame, and the beams and load-bearing columns were not broken.
Han Zeyu just took advantage of the "collapse of the house" opportunity to take Luo Ying away.
Han Zeyu, who has experienced the baptism of the end of the world, has always adhered to the principle of "respecting personal destiny and not interfering in the cause and effect of others", and today is an exception.
Su Shien sneered when he heard this in the evening. You have so many exceptions. You break the rule every now and then.
The consequence of telling the truth is that he was baptized by the martial arts secret skill "Iron Hammer of Love".
But now Su Shien is still very calm, because he doesn't know that there is a new person entering his underground palace.
After picking up the hot potato Aoye, Han Zeyu picked up another even hotter roasted sweet potato.
After finishing a day's work, I finished writing today's script and organized the lesson plans for supplementary lessons.
That’s right, Teacher Su’s small class on officialdom is about to start again. Tremble, you two poor students!
There was still some time before leaving the yamen, so Su Shien got up and went to the toilet.
When he came back, he happened to pass by someone. Su Shien paused for a moment, then sat back in his seat as if nothing had happened.
Under the cover of the table, Su Shien took out the note from his sleeve.
He opened the book casually and pretended to read it, but in fact he was reading the unfolded note.
He learned all these little tricks from Yu Ge'er. In the unprofessional track, Han Zeyu has always been incredibly strong.
Su Shien calmly stuffed the note back into his sleeve and sighed slowly.
The tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop, you want to die, I can only wait quietly.
By the time Su Shien left the yamen, the news of the second collapse of the Pang Mansion had spread widely.
Tiezhu also knew about this because someone reported it to Zhou Yi and he overheard it openly.
Tie Zhu was beaming with joy as he described this to Su Shi En with gestures. He said with some regret, "Good people don't live long, and bad people don't live long enough. That old guy is lucky. The roof has collapsed, but he's still alive."
Su Shien sighed again, and he said that Yu Ge'er would never let that biased referee go.
As expected, he took action, but why did he make such a big fuss?
At this moment, an official fell into deep thought.
Accidents occurred one after another in the residence of Yuanma Temple Shaoqing. First the wall collapsed, and then the house collapsed.
Could this be a hint from God?
It signals to him that it is time to act, as the opportunity is fleeting.
Censor Ding clenched his fist and cheered himself up.
"Old Ding, the opportunity is right in front of us, time is of the essence!"
He is worthy of being the first action-oriented person in the Censorate, and he does what he says.
Rolling up his sleeves and taking out a brand new blank memorial, Censor Ding wrote an impeachment memorial overnight, preparing to publicly impeach him at the court the next morning.
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