The people in the Chongshengtang are indeed very efficient in their work. Early the next morning, the servants that Chu Huan bought from the Chongshengtang were already sent over, including five male servants and five maids, and a madman.

When wealthy families buy household servants, Chongshengtang is already familiar with the road. According to the rules, before serving the servants, the company will specially change the slaves to brand new clothes, which also shows that these people have a new beginning.

Chu Huan had already told the mansion last night, so the mansion was not concerned about it. Instead, these people were excited when they saw entering such a luxurious mansion.

Of course, except for the madman.

Sun Zikong accepted the visitor as Chu Huan's instructions, and then settled down. Asuruo, according to Chu Huan's instructions, immediately sent someone to notify him after he arrived.

Chu Huan quickly passed the message and asked Sun Zikong to take the madman to the study.

In fact, the so-called study room does not have many books, but it is a separate courtyard. It is very quiet. Chu Huan did not intend to turn it into a study room. It just treats it as a place where he is alone. The formation passed to him by Pei Ji will study it alone here when he has time. In addition, he did not delay the effort of the Dragon and Elephant Sutra.

The madman was wearing a long gown. Although scholars paid great attention to his own edges, the madman was obviously not among the ranks. Even if he changed into a long gown, he still had no edges. His hair was tied up with a rope. He could not see joy, sadness, and calmness from his face.

When Chu Huan saw the madman in the study, he realized that the madman's beard was still not shaved and was extremely sloppy. It even emitted an unpleasant smell from his body.

Sun Zikong was very strange in his heart. The people from the Rebirth Hall told the madman that it was also a servant bought by Chu Huan. However, Sun Zikong saw it from above and didn't know what the madman had. He looked neither tall nor strong, and was even very thin, with his eyes blank, like a walking corpse. Sun Zikong once doubted whether the people from the Rebirth Hall had just pulled a beggar from the street and pretended to be a servant.

Fortunately, Chu Huan seemed to be very interested in this person. Not only did he let Sun Zikong move a chair next to the madman, but he even asked Sun Zikong to make a cup of tea for the madman. When Sun Zikong made tea and put it on the table next to him, Chu Huan even signaled him to retreat, the madman was still standing by the chair blankly, and it seemed that he didn't mean to sit down.

Chu Huan sat on the chair and looked at the ungrateful and sloppy madman in front of him with interest. The madman seemed not to care about his gaze, and his eyes were dull.

"Why don't you sit sir?" Chu Huan finally asked.

The madman didn't speak, but just grinned and looked very stupid. His eyes suddenly fell on the chair, as if attracted by the chair. He turned around the chair, suddenly pointed at the chair and asked foolishly: "Is this a dragon throne? This is a dragon throne?"

Chu Huan sighed and said, "Why should you pretend to be crazy and stupid now?"

The madman ignored it and sat on the chair, dancing, "I am the emperor, I am the emperor..."

Chu Huan stood up from the chair, stared at the madman, walked to the madman, looked at him expressionlessly, suddenly poked out a hand and grabbed it straight into the madman's chest.

There was a hint of surprise in the madman's eyes, but Chu Huan took action too quickly. Before he could react, Chu Huan had already grabbed his clothes and lifted it hard, and his eyes fell on the madman's chest.

But the result disappointed Chu Huan.

The madman drew a picture of peacock spreading his tail. Chu Huan thought that this person was also involved with the man in Dade Temple. He remembered that those people had the "卍" symbol on their chests, but the madman's chest was dirty, but it could clearly see that there was no runes on his chest.

When he took action, he also had the intention of testing the madman in his heart. As long as the madman practiced martial arts and suddenly took action, he should react in a conditioned manner.

But the madman didn't move anyway.

If nothing unexpected happens, this madman really has no foundation in martial arts.

The madman raised his head and looked at Chu Huan with a strange look. Chu Huan smiled and said, "Sir, this dress does not fit. I'm going to change you a few more fit clothes."

The madman lowered his head and said nothing.

"I know you are not crazy." Chu Huan sighed, "Those who thought you were crazy were really crazy." He let go of his hand, "Huls may not have lie. In a few days, if no one really bought you from the Rebirth Hall, he might really drive you out of the Rebirth Hall. In his opinion, that was to let you fend for yourself, but in my opinion, this was the result of the teacher's long-awaited long-term, but it was a pity... I bought you here..."

The madman's body shook, raised his head and stared at Chu Huan's eyes.

His originally turbid and unsightly eyes were now carrying a ray of light. No matter who sees these eyes, he will not think that this person is a lunatic.

"This is good tea." Chu Huan smiled and pointed to the cup of hot tea next to her. "I don't know how to taste tea, but I think sir should have this hobby."

The madman glanced at the tea and finally said, "Do you think it's worth buying a madman for 100 taels of silver?"

Chu Huan laughed, walked back to the desk, waved to the madman, "Sir, come and take a look, how is this painting?"

The madman frowned. He couldn't figure out what Chu Huan was selling in the gourd. After hesitating, he finally got up, tidyed his clothes, walked slowly over, and reached the desk. He looked at the desk in the direction of Chu Huan's finger, but saw that there was indeed a painting on the desk.

There is a peacock on the painting, but the painter is really rough.

Chu Huan's eyes were always staring at the madman. He wanted to know what expression would appear on his face when the madman saw this painting.

This painting was painted by Chu Huan himself by hand last night. His painting skills will naturally not be complimentary, but he outlined the general outline of the peacock's screen-opening picture, which is only a huge difference compared to the sketch of the madman in Rebirth Hall.

It’s a pity that the madman did not show the shocking expression Chu Huan hoped to see. Instead, he saw a trace of disdain in the madman’s eyes. He obviously didn’t like the peacock picture in front of him with rough paintings.

"What is your comment?" Chu Huan asked.

The madman looked at Chu Huan, held it in for a long time, and finally said, "This piece of painting is much more valuable than the painting on it."

Chu Huan was stunned and then felt a little embarrassed.

"You bought me and wanted me to draw for you?" The madman glanced at Chu Huan and sneered: "But you better give up this idea as soon as possible. You won't get a painting from me."

An imperial official spent 100 taels of silver to buy a scholar who was powerless. Of course, the madman would not think that the official had any kindness.

He naturally remembered that just last night, the young official in front of him stood by the wall and looked at the mural for a long time. Of course, he felt that this person was attracted by his painting skills.

Many officials in the officialdom were erotic, and the madman knew it well. Seeing this young official's "clumsy work", he immediately judged that this person might also be an artful official. He bought himself, just a brush.

Chu Huan sighed and said, "Sir, don't misunderstand it. Actually, before that, I really had no interest in poetry and painting. I just saw Mr.'s mural yesterday and thought it was very beautiful, so I asked Mr. to come over and talk."

"Don't dare." The madman said in a cold tone: "You bought me now, and I am your slave. You don't have to be so polite to you."

"Mr. is a scholar, and Chu has always respected scholars." Chu Huan smiled and said, "I'm not hiding it. Chu is so lucky to have this day. Chu has not read a few years and has always felt sorry for him. I want to ask him for more teaching in the future. I hope he can learn something useful from him."

The madman laughed, his laughter filled with mockery, "I learned something useful from me? Are the adults joking? If I really had that ability, I would not be slaves to others."

Chu Huan shook his head, pondered for a moment, and finally asked, "Sir, I like peacocks very much?"

"I like a lot of things and hate a lot of things." The madman did not have the slightest awareness of being a slave, and raised his neck slightly, "I think the adults seem to be very interested in this peacock picture."

"You are right." Chu Huan did not deny it, "I would like to ask, sir, why do you want to draw such a picture on the wall?"

"There are many pictures drawn on the walls, why do you only like this one?" The madman said lightly, and a little curiosity was obviously deep in his eyes.

"Because I rarely see peacock pictures." Chu Huan said: "Even if I see peacock pictures, I rarely see such solemn peacock pictures. I would like to ask sir, what does this lucky peacock picture mean to you?"

"It's meaningless." The madman said calmly: "If you like to draw, you can draw it by hand. After drawing it, you will forget it. If I hadn't seen this picture, I'd probably have forgotten to draw it."

Chu Huan frowned, the madman said it lightly, but Chu Huan felt that it would never be so simple. He stared at the madman and was about to speak, but who knew that the madman seemed to see something and asked back: "This picture seems to be very important to you."

Chu Huan laughed and said, "I just want to know what the secret is in this picture."

"Secret?" The madman's eyebrows also locked up, "Do you think there is a secret hidden in this picture?"

"I'll tell me this by the sir."

The madman looked at Chu Huan for a few glances, suddenly burst into laughter, walked to the table, picked up the teacup and drank it, put it down, turned around and said, "You really know something."

Chu Huan's heart moved, and the madman had already sat on the chair, "Yes, there is indeed a big secret hidden in this picture. Do you really want to know this secret?"

Chu Huan's face did not change, and he still smiled faintly: "Sir, know the secret?"

"If I don't know, you won't ask me." The madman leaned on the chair, "but it's not easy for you to know the secret, unless you promise me a condition!"
Chapter completed!