"I said that you will not be looked down upon by others. I can't make the decision of the Jia family... but I can still make the decision of this car."

Jia Zheng said masculinely in front of Aunt Zhao, which moved Aunt Zhao to tears.

Jia Huan felt that Aunt Zhao was so confused. She pushed her out when she came to the door with benefits, thinking that this girl was not reliable!

"Master, this car is too expensive, how can we enjoy this blessing? If this doesn't work, the old lady will be upset when she knows it. Moreover, this car is more important to the master..."

Aunt Zhao persuaded.

The other thing doesn't matter, but the old lady's unhappy sentence still made Jia Zheng hesitate.

Aunt Zhao said again: "Master, after going to the village, there is no chance to go out, whether it is my concubine or the ring. It is useless to ask for this car. I worry that someone will be thinking about it for nothing. You should keep it away. The ancestors left it to the master, and it is not a joke at all."

When Jia Zheng heard this, he finally sighed and looked at Aunt Zhao with more and more satisfied eyes, saying, "Since that's the case, let's forget about this, but leave my black cloud car. Although there is no purple rein, with that black cloud, you and Huan'er will have less trouble when entering the city. There are many dandy rogues near Kyoto, and I'm not relieved if I don't leave you some protection.

In addition, the driver of the car was a Tartar. The old Duke had great kindness to their family back then, so he was always loyal to us. He called Timur and was quite brave. Although Zhao Guoji was closer, he was too honest and he was afraid of things when he encountered them."

After saying that, after receiving the thanks from Aunt Zhao, Jia Zheng looked at Jia Huan, who was pretending to be innocent, and told Aunt Zhao: "Our son has been sick and has been given guidance from the ancestor, and has become a little more spiritual than before, but he is even more naughty. After going to Zhuangzi, if he is really as he said, he is devoted to martial arts, then you don't have to restrain him. But if he just talks and only knows naughty, then just send someone to sue me, I'll do it."

Jia Huan laughed dryly from the side and said, "My father is too worried. The child has long passed the age of naughty and naughty. The two words "Young and Childish" have long gone away from me... After all, I am no longer a five or six-year-old child."

Jia Zheng laughed and scolded: "You are just a bastard, you talk a lot. Yes, you are not a five or six-year-old child, you are a seven-year-old monkey."

The few tutors and some servants followed Jia Zheng burst into laughter when they heard this.

"Okay, I won't say much. Huan'er, believe in your words for your father, and when you wake up, you are indeed very different from other children's behavior. I also believe in your father, because you became so sensible after being educated by your grandfather Rong Guogong.

I just hope that from now on, you will be more sensible, be able to respect your aunt, and take good care of your body. Practicing martial arts is important, but your body and hair are affected by your parents. You dare not hurt them. This is the beginning of filial piety. I don’t think you need to explain this in detail to you, right?”

Jia Zheng looked at Jia Huan and reminded earnestly.

Jia Huan was really moved and sighed in his heart that Jia Zheng was not a wolf father after all.

He nodded and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, my father, I will be a responsible man."

Jia Zheng nodded, looked at Jia Huan deeply, and said, "I believe that you can do it for my father. Since you want to practice martial arts, there are three pairs of swords, two good bows, and four pots of arrows in the car behind you. Huan'er, there are not many things that my father can do for you. You must do it yourself and don't let me down."

Jia Huan took a deep breath and said, "My father, take care of your health."

...

"Timur, why are you here?"

Although Jia Huanren was a little bitch, he was big. A playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the strong man who was concentrating on inviting the car.

Timur said in an insult: "Third Master, it was the master who asked me to come."

Jia Huan said with a sneer and said, "That's strange. My father, will he think of you? Stop being careless. Third Master, I am young, but not confused. Timur, if you dare to play with Third Master, then don't blame Third Master, I will play with you next!"

Timur frowned when he heard this. He understood it as ugly, what's the matter?

Yin should also be yang or cruel.

Some people talk about yin and yang, some people talk about yin and yang, some people talk about yin and hair...what?

Timur shook his head fiercely, shook the paste all over the head, and said, "San Master, you are too careful. We will never be ignorant, let alone the descendants of Duke Rong."

Jia Huan smiled and said, "Then tell me, even if my father wants to send someone to protect me and my mother, he will not think of sending you there. Don't be angry, let me tell you the truth, my father, don't say that he can't remember you on weekdays, even if he thinks of you, he may not be able to believe you."

When Timur heard this, he was silent for a while, and then said in a hunch: "It was Fu Nai who suggested to the master. When the master asked someone to take a car, Fu Nai suggested to the master that I would drive the third master and protect the third master's completeness."

Jia Huan frowned and said, "Will my father listen to him?"

Timur said again: "Fu Nai also said that after I left, I was the one who fed the horses, so I transferred my father and nephew into the mansion to feed the horses."

Jia Huan suddenly realized and smiled, "What are you doing? How could you put your ideas on me? Isn't it just because I was saved by Old Duke Rong in my dream?"

Timur said: "This is one, and there is another reason, because we heard that you want to practice martial arts."

Jia Huan said: "So what?"

Timur said: "Fu Nai and the others said that if the third master practices martial arts, he may be able to receive the title in the future and become a title of a noble person. In the court, all noble people who inherit the title of a noble person are leading the army."

Jia Huan laughed and said, "I think you are thinking too much. Not to mention that Chengjue's person in the future cannot be me. Even if it is me, I think the master can live at least 10 or 20 years. As for Brother Zhen in the East Mansion, it will be even longer. You won't want to wait for 10 or 20 years before following me to join the army, right?"

Timur was silent for a while and said, "Third Master, don't say you'll wait for another twenty years, so what if you wait for another thirty years? Even if our generation is not good, our sons and nephews will have a chance. As long as the Third Master does not dislike us being stupid, we are willing to serve the Third Master."

Jia Huan said strangely: "I think you don't have to worry about food and clothing in the Jia Mansion, so you just feed a horse and drive a car. Isn't this good? Why are you so bitter and grudged like Yang Bailao? The master has fallen in love with your daughter?"

Timur was stunned and said, "Who is Yang Bailao? Whose daughter is the master interested in?"

After being hit for a day today, Jia Huan finally found a sense of superiority in IQ in front of Timur. He groaned and said, "Yang Bailao is a tenant and lives a hard life. He owes a lot of debts to the master but has no money to pay it back. But he has a daughter named Xier. One day, Xier was seen by the master, ah...hahaha! You are a man behind you, you know!"

Looking at Jia Huan who was winking, Timur became even more puzzled and said, "Yang Bailao's daughter married the eldest master as a concubine? This is a good thing. A woman, who enjoys her happiness with the eldest master as a master, eats and wears well, what's wrong?"

Jia Huan said, "You rough, what do you know? Do women just need to eat well and wear well? They still have to pursue love. Do you understand love?"

Timur must not understand love. He looked at Jia Huan with the look of looking at Erbaiwu, with a slightly worried look on his face.

Smart wise men like Fu Nai and Nalan are counting on such an unreliable person?

Unable to figure it out, Timur shook his head and said, "If I were Yang Bailao, I would be very happy. But the master would definitely not like the daughters of our clan. They compete with the maids in the mansion..."

Jia Huan chuckled and said, "It's a crooked building, you haven't explained it clearly yet. Why are you uneasy about your job and always want to change jobs!"

Although I can't understand those rare and weird words, I can't understand the meaning of Jia Huan's words.

He held the reins in one hand and occasionally "shook" a few times. He didn't see him whip, and the horse ran very fast and smoothly.

With this move alone, it is better than Jiao Daqiang.

After a while of busyness and letting the horse run fast, Timur replied: "San Master, although we do not lack food or clothing, we are the most unrespected people in the mansion or in the farm. Because we do not know how to farm, nor do we do the fine work of serving noble people. We can only feed horses, raise horses, and incite horses...

Raising a large group of people like us, we don’t have much to do. If the master does not go to the battlefield, he doesn’t need so many horses. Therefore, everyone in the house can bully us. We don’t want to live such a life again…”

Jia Huan said: "Then why don't you leave?"

Timur smiled bitterly and said, "Leave? Let's not talk about Duke Rong's great kindness to us, we cannot leave easily. Even if we leave, where can we go?"

Jia Huan said: "Go to the mansions of those generals in the army. They always ask people to feed the horses. Besides, it really doesn't work. You can just go back to the grassland."

Timur shook his head: "Our body contracts are all in the Jia Mansion. Without body contracts, who dares to use us? Besides, those generals have their own horse feeders. For soldiers, horses are their second life, and sometimes more important than weapons. How dare they hand over such an important thing to us for feeding? They dare not believe us.

As for returning to the grassland... when we are a slave in the Jia Mansion, we can still eat and wear well, and at most we will be ridiculed by others. But when we return to the grassland to be slaves for those princes and Taiji, it is better to die than to die. Herders like us who return from the territory of the Han people are called sinners on the grassland, and they are the lowest slaves. The nobles can kill their wives and daughters at will...

For us, those people are our true mortal enemies!”

When Jia Huan heard this, he was shocked and speechless for a long time. After a while, his eyes suddenly flashed and he said, "Temur, since you follow me like this, how do you plan to serve me in the future?"

Timur said without hesitation: "We will definitely feed the horses, raise horses, drive horses, and incite horses to the third master..."

Jia Huan was shocked again, and it took a long time to come back to his senses and said two words to Timur:
Chapter completed!