"Grandpa Xiao, please help me, let me go again, I promise this is the last time."

"Your last time was used ten years ago. Besides, what I said about this matter is not the end. If the young master really wants to repent, he needs to take practical actions."

"Don't! Don't throw it away! Don't..."

"Oh my god! My ass!"

Early in the morning, the door of the Duke of Wei opened with a creaking sound, and a yellow figure was thrown out from behind the door, flying straight six or seven feet away. With a scream of pain after gnawing at the mud, the body bounced twice and fell onto the street like a dead pig.

"You guys tell me. The master has just given a special explanation to when the young master can enter the house. He has his own instructions. No one can let him in private. Did you hear that?" Old Butler Xiao clapped his hands and ordered the guards on duty on both sides righteously.

"Little understand!"

"Very good, close the door!"

"Wait a minute!" Xunqiu, who had to lock himself outside and had to get up from the ground with all his strength, didn't bother to rub his butt, which had been smashed into eight petals, rushed into the mansion like a vicious dog snatching his bones.

"Bang!"

The red painted door was closed immediately, just in time for Xunqiu to bump into it.

"Ah! My nose, damn!" Xunqiu covered his face and bent down, cursing in pain, and kicked her up. Unexpectedly, his feet became soft and he rolled down the steps, making him look like a mud monkey.

"This old bastard Xun Changfeng, let me in quickly!"

"I'll give you a stick of incense to consider."

"Open the door quickly, someone is hanging here!"

noon……

"Old bastard, open the door quickly, I am about to starve to death!"

"When my mother comes, she will ask you to kneel down to washboard!"

"If you have the affinity, you keep locking me out!"

afternoon……

"Old...ahem, old bastard, hurry up..."

"Even if you kill your relatives for justice, you have to pay some severance fees. Why don't you eat and live tonight?" Xunqiu, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the Duke of Wei's mansion, looked like a rogue. From morning to night, not only did his throat dry, but his stomach was empty, and he couldn't raise his strength to howl. According to the previous practice, at most, the father would open the door to welcome him home in the morning. It seems that this time, the old guy was determined to punish him.

The whole day of insults filled the entire street, and pedestrians hid far away. When they heard the news of Xunqiu coming back, everyone on the street became scheming. This kind of candy-like prodigal son would be unlucky if he was stuck with someone.

Before we knew it, it was approaching night, and the figures on the street became increasingly sparse, and the houses around the Duke of Wei's mansion were closed early. Lights were lit in the large and small rooms in the Xun Mansion. Xun Qiu sat cross-legged on the ground, his butt was cold and his legs were numb.

"Now I should have been lying on a yellow quilt made of gold thread, with a warm stove next to the bed, holding the little slut with fat breasts and buttocks in my arms, and then... tsk tsk." Facing the cold wind of the street, Xunqiu fought a cold war, woke up from some special fantasies, and saw his miserable situation again, and his teeth were clenched with hatred.

"Hmph, forget it if I don't open the door, I don't care!"

"Bah!"

He spat fiercely and spitted at the closed door. His only son of Duke Wei was unable to return home. If this was spread, how would he have to blow in the casino and brothel in the future?

Xunqiu became more and more angry the more he thought about it. He simply untied his belt and took off his pants. No matter how ugly his posture was, he soaked his urine and poured it on the steps in front of the mansion until the strange smell soared into the sky and his feet were splashed a lot. Then he pinched his nose, turned around twice in three steps, and ran towards the outside of the city with curses.

"Isn't it just a peek at the senior sister taking a bath? What's the big deal..." Xunqiu muttered in discontent while walking forward with his head buried.

"Tsk! That time I broke into the junior sister's bedroom and was not a big deal."

As Xunqiu left with resentment, the Duke of Wei's mansion returned to normal again, but there was a trace of murderous aura in the tranquility.

"Hehe, Xun Changfeng's bastard son really gave him all his shame."

In a dark alley to the west of the street corner, a thin figure wrapped in black robbed out his head and sneered in a low voice. The eyes exposed to the moonlight were filled with gloomy murderous aura.

"The Xun family has fallen here, but it is actually a number of days." Another figure, who was dressed up, hid in the darkness and echoed.

"His father's characteristics were not inherited at all."

"Maybe the Marquis's wife stole the man's birth."

"It makes sense, haha..."

"What's going on with you surveillance?"

Another majestic and cold voice came over. The two people who had just talked suddenly stretched their bodies, and a faint coldness rushed straight to their foreheads along the soles of their feet. The two of them, who were a little panicked, answered in fear and fear.

"Report to the head of the family, everything is ready."

"Very good, Xun Changfeng is left to me to deal with. As for the other places, follow the plan and there must be no mistakes!"

"I understand."

"Hmph, after tonight, the entire Kaiping Empire is in my hands." The initiator who could not find his figure smiled twice in the darkness, and then with a silence, a faint black shadow jumped onto the eaves, and disappeared again after only a moment...

The night is dark today, the moon is hidden under the thick clouds, the streets are covered with shadows, a cold wind blows, and a quiet atmosphere before the storm is shrouded in.

The study of Duke Wei Guo’s house is built with ancient flavor. Rows of bookshelf, one person tall, are filled with various ancient books and documents. On weekdays, Xun Changfeng, in addition to eating and sleeping, would not stay in the practice room, but would read in the study room.

"Was that little bastard gone?" The screams that had been clamoring for a day finally stopped. Xun Changfeng put down the book in his hand, rubbed his temples with both hands, and sighed weakly, as if he had grown old in an instant.

"Well, I went out to take a look just now, and the young master ran out of the city." The old housekeeper next to Jingli nodded, and saw that the master looked sad, his heart was also bitter.

"Young Master, when will you really grow up?!" The old housekeeper was silently sad in his heart, following Xun Changfeng for most of his life. Even when he fought against the Qianyuan Empire at that time, the situation was extremely critical, and he had never been as sad as he was now.

The old lips squirmed slightly, and the old housekeeper wanted to speak but stopped. In the end, he still couldn't swallow it. "Master, do you want me to get the young master back?"

Waving his hand powerlessly, Xun Changfeng said in a vicissitudes of life: "Don't worry about him, you can't starve to death."

Looking up at the old butler's concerned eyes, Xun Changfeng smiled bitterly, and then said, "It's getting late, so you can go down and rest, just calm down myself."

The old butler's eyes flashed with regret, his mouth twitched, and his expression was a little struggling. He nodded silently, stopped talking anymore, bowed to Xun Changfeng, sighed helplessly, turned around and gently brought it to the study door, and disappeared from sight along the corridor.

Dinner time has passed, and the night is getting heavier. The lights in Xun Changfeng's study are still burning lonely. The carved wooden windows are closed tightly. The slender wicks sway in dim colors, as if they may be extinguished at any time, making the brilliance in the room like walking on thin ice.

Suddenly, the burning wick jumped suddenly, and the light in the room suddenly dimmed, and then it lit up again.

Xun Changfeng, who was dozing on the Taishi chair, suddenly pointed his head, his eyes a little dazed. He was overworked about the kid's affairs these two days and was very tired.

Without noticing these subtle changes, Xun Changfeng closed his eyes again. After a while, a slight snoring came from the study. Outside the mansion, the black shadows of six or seven teams were slowly approaching Xun Mansion in the dark night.
Chapter completed!