Zhang Huan settled the bill and left the restaurant. Although he had to work in the afternoon, he was responsible for the safety of the Daming Palace and had no specific matters. When he arrived at the Daming Palace, he began to feel drunk and asked his men to go back to the dormitory to sleep.

When he woke up, it was almost dusk. He stretched his waist long and felt full of energy and his thoughts were extremely clear. When he raised his eyes, he saw an invitation stuffed into the crack of the door. Zhang Huan smiled and went up to pick it up. It was indeed an invitation sent by Changsun Nanfang, who invited him to go to Changsun’s mansion tonight for a banquet.

"General, Secretary Chu is here!" The personal soldiers came from outside the door, and then a carriage drove past the window and stopped in front of the gate.

Since Chu Xingshui revealed his mother's background that night, Zhang Huan has never seen him again. This is not a deliberate avoidance, but Chu Xingshui's official office is in the imperial city, and Zhang Huan is responsible for the safety of the Daming Palace. Under normal circumstances, it is indeed difficult for the two to meet.

"I went to Daming Palace to find you in the afternoon. Your subordinates said that you were feeling a little uncomfortable and went back to rest first."

Chu Xingshui walked forward with a smile. He looked up and down at Zhang Huan and asked with concern: "What! Are you sick?"

Zhang Huan smiled and hurriedly gave a gift, "Thank you, Uncle Shi, care! I am sick, but I just drank a few more drinks at noon, so I came back to sleep."

"So that's the case. I wonder if my nephew has time now?"

"Does Uncle Chu Shi have something to come to me?"

When Chu Xingshui heard that he still called him Uncle Chu Shi, he smiled bitterly in his heart, and nodded and said, "I heard that my nephew is looking for a house. I happen to have an empty house on my hand. Why not take you to see it?"

"It's better to obey your orders than respect. How can Uncle Chu Shi not accept his intentions? Even if he doesn't have time, he will have time."

Chu Xingshui was overjoyed. It seemed that Zhang Huan was quite cognitive. Some of his previous worries were unnecessary. "Come on! My nephew invited me to my carriage and I'll take you to see the house."

Zhang Huan smiled and shook his head, "I'm not used to riding a carriage, so I'd better ride a horse!"

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"Uncle Chu Shi, thank you for your work."

The curtain of the car was opened, and Chu Xingshui smiled in the car and said, "The matter of Zhao Yan has nothing to do with you. I agreed only for Pingping. I like her frankness very much and have accepted her as her adopted daughter."

Zhang Huan was surprised that Chu Xingshui actually took over the pingping-ping daughter. He smiled and said nothing more. Soon the two entered Yongjiafang and walked along the tall yellow palace walls of Xingqing Palace.

"It's there." Chu Xingshui smiled at a house in front of him.

I saw the house close to Xingqing Palace, surrounded by a large area of ​​green trees, but with white walls and black tiles, which looked very fresh and elegant. After the two of them went up the steps, a fat butler had already come out to greet him, "Master, the mansion has been cleaned up."

Chu Xingshui nodded, "You go! You don't need to follow me here."

He turned around and smiled at Zhang Huan, "I'll take you to see the house first."

Zhang Huan smiled and bowed, "Then I'll trouble Uncle Shi."

There are four entrances in the house, two separate courtyards from east to west, about thirty houses, and there is also a very exquisite small garden in the inner house.

"This turned out to be the outer house given to Li Guinian (the chief palace musician during the Tianbao period) by Emperor Xuanzong."

Chu Xingshui took Zhang Huan to visit the house carefully. The two walked through a corridor covered with vines. The breeze was filled with the fragrance of green leaves, which made people feel refreshed.

At the end of the corridor is a small fish pond. A few red fish in the fish pond are leisurely foraging, but the fish pond is designed extremely cleverly, and it is actually living water, with bubbles coming out of the water, clear and clear. Zhang Huan was a little surprised. Where did the living water come from? He looked up at Chu Xingshui.

Chu Xingshui did not explain. He smiled mysteriously and pushed open a door at the end of the corridor, "This is the study room, do you like it?"

The study room is not big, with several rows of bookshelves empty, there are no calligraphy and paintings on the wall, only a couch, and the whole room is a dazzling white, but it is cleaned and spotless.

"The study room is pretty much, but I like the view outside the window."

Zhang Huan smiled and walked slowly to the window. Outside the window was a hollow flower wall. A century-old osmanthus planted in the wall, with lush branches and leaves. Through the holes of the wall, you can see the back garden. The shades of the garden were dotted, and the rockery pavilions were small and exquisite. Zhang Huan was suddenly surprised to find that in a pond in the middle of the garden, a clear spring wave surging around the garden and then turning south.

Chu Xingshui showed a look of pride on his face. He pointed to the Wangquanshui and smiled: "The essence of this house is this clear spring. Last spring, Lu Yu came here to taste the spring. When it was drizzling, he praised it as "soft wind and drizzle in his heart". He stayed for three days and left the reputation of Chang'an's third spring."

Zhang Huan nodded and smiled happily: "Look at the direction of the spring water, but went to Xingqing Palace?"

Chu Xingshui smiled and said, "Yes, Yang Guifei also liked this water back then, so she introduced it into her bedroom. So although Li Guinian got this house, she didn't dare to live there for a day."

Speaking of this, he glanced at Zhang Huan, smiled faintly and said, "How? If you like it, this house will be given to you."

"I like it, but how can I accept such an expensive gift from Uncle Shi?"

Zhang Huan shook his head, "Besides, in such a gentle hometown, I am afraid that I will be lazy, so I will live in Dongneiyuan to be more at ease. I will appreciate Uncle Shi's beauty."

Seeing that he refused to accept it, Chu Xingshui showed a disappointed expression on his face, "You should know that I am not an outsider. Do you not even give me this little face?"

Zhang Huan was silent for a long time. He raised his head and smiled slightly, "Since Uncle Shi said this, my nephew will be disrespectful."

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"There are twelve maids and servants in the mansion and thirty-three rooms. This is the list, but the young master must hire another housekeeper."

The manager who manages this house is about fifty years old, with his surname as Sun. He was originally a small manager in the Chu family. Although he is fat, he is very smart and capable in speaking and doing things.

Manager Sun handed the list to Zhang Huan. He sighed and was about to go back to the Chu Mansion after the handover. The relationship was complicated. He was just a small manager, how could he compare to the freedom here?

"Is Manager Sun willing to stay?"

Zhang Huan saw his souvenir and smiled and said he wanted to keep him.

"Of course I'm willing to stay, but my body is still in the Chu family, so I have to go back!" Even though that was said, Manager Sun's heart was beating wildly. The one who accompanied Zhang Huan to see the house was the master. This shows how much the Chu family valued him. As long as he was willing to speak, he would not have such a trivial matter.

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The opportunity was rare, Manager Sun immediately turned over and knelt down, "The villain Sun Ke, is willing to serve the young master."

Seeing that he was quite smart, Zhang Huan also liked it. Besides, Uncle Mute was not convenient to be a housekeeper, he waved his hand and smiled, "You stay! In two days, the people from the Chu family will send your body contract."

"Yes!" Manager Sun kowtowed respectfully. Today he followed the new master, which was the beginning of his second life. He immediately became twelve points and was ready to serve him at any time. He was full of energy, but he always felt that his loyalty had not been shown yet. Small things were meaningless, but he didn't know about big things.

Manager Sun was scrambling for a long time. He suddenly remembered something and smiled carefully: "Young master may not know yet. Pei Xiangguo also visited this house this morning."

'Pei Jun has been here!' Zhang Huan slowly stopped and sneered in his heart. Chu Xing Fruit was indeed the drunkard's intention. Although he denied that the jade token was not his mother's name engraved on the beginning of the year, he just didn't want to expose it on the spot to save both parties from being embarrassed. In fact, both of them knew it well. Since that was the case, why did he come to recognize his relatives again? Can he move to the Chu family if he recognizes his relatives and his mother? Chu Xingshui should also know this very well. After all, recognizing relatives is just a means.

His real purpose is to have another goal, otherwise why would Pei Jun need to see a house?

Thinking of this, Zhang Huan asked casually again: "What does Pei Xiangguo think of the house?"

"Reporting to the young master, Pei Xiangguo looked very carefully. He asked clearly the materials used to build houses, the flowers, plants and trees in the back garden, and even the current flow of spring water."

Zhang Huan nodded. It seemed that this was true. Pei Jun wanted to recruit him. Zhang Huan touched his nose and smiled bitterly. When did he become a hot commodity? Chu Xingshui sent his house during the day, and Changsun Nanfang would invite a banquet for a blind date at night. Of course, Changsun Yiyi was not interested. He really wanted to meet Song Lianyu's wife. How strong was she?

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Chapter completed!