Fang Zheng is in a good mood now. Now it seems that although the ideal is higher than reality, at least it also comes from reality. The dream of the rich young master is not too outrageous.

Since he is in a good mood, of course he has to find something to do, such as visiting Fang Mansion. After traveling through time for so long, he has not yet visited. As the future owner of the Fang family, he has the obligation to inspect this territory that belongs to him clearly.

It would be even better if there was a close maid accompanying him, warm sun, breeze, beautiful scenery, beautiful woman, what a beautiful scene. Walking to a place where no one is, hugging her slim waist, holding her slim hands, and then eating the rouge on her mouth... How ecstasy it would be.

Unfortunately, this suggestion was rejected by Xiaolu.

At that time, Xiaolu said tactfully: "Mrs. I told me to take Dahuang to bask in the sun."

Dahuang is the Chinese pastoral dog that I don’t like Fang Zheng very much, referred to as a local dog.

Fang Zheng didn't mind Xiao Lu's refusal. In fact, he had not yet developed the bad temper of a rich young master in feudal society. He felt that as a practitioner in the ancient service industry, Xiao Lu had the right to choose his own service object. Whether it was to take Fang Zheng to visit the Fang family's mansion or take Dahuang to bask in the sun, its meaning was the same. They all worked for the Fang family, and the revolutionary division of labor was different. Although there was only one young master in the Fang family, there was only one dog named Dahuang.

Before leaving, Xiaolu turned around and pulled the corner of her mouth. Fang Zheng thought it was a smile full of gratitude. After all, Young Master Fang was so reasonable. - Xiaolu was fifteen years old and was a beautiful little loli. Her smile was enough to make ripples in the heart of any normal man.

However, Dahuang's performance made Young Master Fang quite regretful. It also turned around and looked at Fang Zheng, with not very friendly eyes.

No one to accompany him, Young Master Fang had to wander around by himself. It is early spring now, and the morning sun is very warm and slightly dazzling. Fang Zheng half-squinted his eyes and walked slowly in the mansion with his hands behind his back. The comfort of walking in the garden made him suddenly feel that the days of traveling time are good, at least he doesn’t have to bear heavy pressure on survival, and he squeezes into the talent market with a group of talented students who have far surpassed him in education and strength.

Now that Fang’s mansion is his own home, Fang Zheng must figure out every house and every decoration in his home, and it is best to know every servant. The last one is the most important thing. Fang Zheng calls this "mass foundation".

Fang Mansion is very big and super big. To be honest, it is more like an ecological park with a greening rate of more than 50%. If you are used to live, it is already perfect. At least Fang Zheng has never seen such a large and magnificent house, with yellow and green glazed tiles, nine-colored screen walls, the gate is about meter high, and dozens of brass nails are embedded on it. Walking in, the gardens are intertwined, the winding paths are secluded, and the flower halls and wings are stacked. If it were in the 21st century, it would be nice to buy a two-bedroom house worth tens of square meters. How could it be so luxurious? There is a small bridge on the left, a corridor on the right, a pond on the front, and a back, huh? Golf course?

Just as he was admiring this house that belonged to him, Fang Zheng suddenly felt like he had stepped on something, and then a scream came.

"Ouch! Do you have any eyes?" The screaming man was burying his head and rubbing his ankles, and he kept complaining.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I didn't pay attention, does it hurt?" Fang Zheng is a polite person and very reasonable. If he makes mistakes, he apologizes.

"Nonsense! I'll try to step on you..." The unlucky man raised his head angrily, and when he saw that the perpetrator was Young Master Fang, he was stunned.

"What's wrong?" Fang Zheng saw that the guy's eyes were straight, and he couldn't help but wonder. If he stepped on your foot, could he even get his brain stepped on?

He stretched out his five fingers and shook them in front of his eyes: "Hey! Talk! What's wrong with you? Do you want to invite a doctor to see?"

Renren is in petrochemical...

"Look, there are beautiful girls!"

My brother is still in petroleum...

"I've paid for the monthly payment!"

"Ah! Where? Where?" The man finally recovered.

The brother woke up and saw Master Fang smiling at him. He was so scared that he was shocked. He knelt on the ground subconsciously, his face pale, and kowtowed like pounding garlic: "Young Master, please spare me, please spare me, the villain doesn't know it's you..."

Strange, I clearly stepped on him, but what did he kowtow to me? Fang Zheng thought it was a bit ridiculous.

In fact, it is not ridiculous at all. The servants of the Fang Mansion all know that the former Young Master Fang was a standard smiling tiger. The deeper he smiled at you, the more unlucky you will be. At the least, the flesh and flesh will be bitter, and at the worst, the seriously injured and become disabled. Of course, what the servants don’t know is that the body of the smiling tiger has long been occupied by time travelers. The Young Master Fang in front of him dare not say that he is a dragon and a phoenix among people, but at least he is a humble gentleman.

I have to say that Young Master Fang’s smile is actually quite charming. Unfortunately, this guy who was trampled on his feet obviously doesn’t think so. To watch Young Master Fang’s smile like a spring breeze, it would cost a heavy price. Therefore, Young Master Fang’s smile inevitably gives the regret of “the darkness of the pearl”.

"Okay, okay, stop! Stop! Get up!" Fang Zheng saw that he had been knocking for a long time, and impatiently ordered him to get up.

"I said, what are you doing?" Fang Zheng was puzzled by the other party's actions.

"The villain accidentally bumped into the young master, it's really a crime!" Although he stood up, the man was still trembling with fear.

Fang Zheng rolled his eyes. It seemed that I was very authoritative in Fang's mansion.

"May I have your name?"

"When you say that, the villain grew up in the mansion since he was a child. His name is Xiaowu. He is a servant under the West Court Manager Liu's hand."

"Western Courtyard? Butler Liu? Isn't the butler in our mansion's surname Sun?" Butler Sun Fang Zheng had seen him, a white and fat man, who was quite friendly. Every day, he ran to Fang Zheng's courtyard to ask for instructions on what to eat today. Master, what are you missing, and so on. He is so tired of it.

"Young Master, don't you remember?" Xiao Wu looked at Fang Zheng strangely, "The housekeeper of the West Courtyard is Butler Liu, and the housekeeper of the East Courtyard is Butler Sun. You live in the East Courtyard, so your daily life and meals are all handled by Butler Sun."

The house is big, and there are three people in total. They are divided into the east and west courtyards, and two housekeepers have to be assigned. It is so extravagant! I turned around and persuaded my father to rent out all the extra rooms for rent. Although the mosquitoes are small, they are also meat.

"What are you doing?" If Xiaowu didn't have any important errands, Fang Zheng decided to let him stroll with him.

"Go back to the young master, butler Liu ordered the villain to go out and buy something." The mail, in other words, does everything, including running errands.

"Buy something?" Fang Zheng's eyes lit up, and then he said with a smile: "Sharpen the flat, haha, it's good to flat, my master, I like to flatten the flat the most. Come on, let's go together."

Of course, Xiaowu didn't understand what "sharpening" means, and he didn't dare to ask. Since the young master was going out with him, then go out. There are many rules in this era. The servant blocked the master's way, the servant questioned the master's decision, etc., the master could beat him to death alive, and it was not illegal.

Xiao Wu hugged all the way and followed Master Fang. It was very tiring to maintain this posture, but he dared not complain. After all, the master in front of him is recognized as the living king of hell. Be careful in everything and you will never be wrong.

Xiaowu had no complaints, but Fang Zheng had complaints: "Xiaowu, are you born with a hunchback? What's the matter if you always bend your back when walking?"

"By the young master, don't you respect you, the young master?" Xiao Wu felt a little aggrieved.

"If you respect me, you have to bend over? If you admire me, wouldn't you lie on the ground?" Fang Zheng thought that this kind of etiquette was too hypocritical. After all, Young Master Fang was a time traveler, and the strict concept of hierarchy in feudal society was simply bullshit in his eyes.

"Young master... what should a villain do?" Xiaowu was a little helpless. He felt that it would be better not to have his own opinions in front of this young master who likes to make trouble.

"Stand up straight! The Fang family members must look like they go out, don't lose the Fang family's face. They are like eunuchs. Are they a man? Lift your head and straighten your chest! A little smile on your face, and look elegant. After that! You are smirking, just hold on, yes! Just like that, keep this smile, I'm optimistic about you!"
Chapter completed!