Author: Yao Jishan

"Here comes someone."

Outside the golden tent, listening to the various unpleasant sounds coming from behind the closed tent door, Brush frowned, with a flash of disgust on his face.

A servant stepped forward holding a gold plate. Brush picked up a hot cloth on the plate and repeatedly wiped the unseen dust on his palms. His frown quickly relaxed, and his expression returned to solemnity.

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"You are all standing guard outside the tent. When someone is called inside, you can go in again." He ordered in a deep voice, then changed to a new cloth and continued to wipe his hands.

At this time, his eyes were clear and his face was calm. How could he still look half drunk?

All the guards and servants were there. Bush threw away the cloth, waved to a personal guard, and said solemnly: "Open your eyes wide, the dogs of poor people can also bite."

The guard understood, crossed his hands and said, "I understand."

When Da Chang'an came, he led his troops to provide cover, and no one in Zuo Shuai's mansion was alerted along the way.

After all, now that Zuo Shuai and his son are not in the city, Zuo Shuai's manpower outside is not as dense as before, and it will be easier for them to move.

The personal guards quickly took the order and left. Bush put on his robe, tied his belt hastily, and strode out of the yard.

Youshuai's Mansion has been renovated several times, and the former layout is no longer recognizable.

This was originally the residence of the governor of Liaodong Province in the Song Dynasty, and the residence of the third-rank officials. According to Brush's understanding, it was a layout of "five horizontally and three vertically". It was very regular and the area was very wide.

The servants of this mansion lived in several nearby streets and alleys, and the locals directly called this area "Sanpin Alley".

Today, the guards, servants and retinues of the Fulun family still live near Sanpin Lane, and the courtyard, which is five horizontally and three vertically, is either cut or connected under the personal supervision of Bush.

It used to be regulated, but it has become a house with no rules at all, but with a certain pattern implicit.

After the renovation of the Marshal's Mansion, every time Bush hosted a banquet for guests, some of them would be confused by the criss-crossing streets, alleys and corridors, or they would be confused in the sudden appearance of a large open space covered with gravel.

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There were so many things like this that Brush redid the layout of the two courtyards, returning them to their previous square and square styles, specifically for entertaining guests. The layout of the Youshuai Mansion became even more bizarre.

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Bush is very satisfied with this.

In his view, if a person lives within the rules for a long time, he himself will become part of the rules, and once this rule is broken, the person will cease to exist.

Therefore, he hates all rules.

But he doesn't hate laws, and even obeys them very much. The laws of everything in this world are innately established by the earth, and they are the rules of the movement of heaven and earth. If there is no such thing, it will be really messed up.

Rules, on the other hand, are mostly man-made and serve as nothing but being broken.

Just like the Song Dynasty now.

For this reason, Brush was very dissatisfied with some of the customs in Changli, the imperial capital.

What is not good to learn, but to imitate the rules of the Song Dynasty? Then what is there to learn? That old country is about to be killed by its own rules now, but their big gold is just and powerful, why should they

Take back useless rags and keep them as treasures?

Too busy?

Naturally, these words cannot be said to others, especially in front of close relatives and friends, and not a single word can be uttered.

Not only that, Brush must also show his sincerity and do something in line with Changli's customs, and decorate the lintel with a few of those junk things to please the fat people he fed.

Those clan elders, and his superior aunt the queen.

He has been doing very well.

Nowadays, he can have a say in all the big and small matters of the Fulun family, and the large sums of gold and silver he has given over the years have also made many people in the Fulun family regard Bush as their master.

He has already planned that in the next three to five or seven years, he will have enough to take away from Baishuang City, and he will go back to Changli to support his family, take the position of the clan leader, and then place the few people he likes in his family.

Once you are in the position you like, you can spend your days leisurely.

Things went according to his arrangement and went very smoothly and covertly.

If Mangtai Nadan had never appeared.

The left commander of the border army seemed to fall from the sky, and suddenly one day he was on top of Brush's head. Even though Brush was a direct branch of the Fulun family and the prince of the southern border, some of his orders in the border army,

At present, at least 40% of people will not listen.

If the soldiers in your hands are disobedient, the city guarded by the soldiers will soon become disobedient.

Brush endured it for nearly two years.

However, the more he gave in, the more arrogant the other party became. The situation was now so serious that he could no longer retreat, and those idiots in Changli couldn't do anything serious except asking him for money.

Until now, Brush couldn't believe that the rich and powerful Fulun family could not think of any way to make the Crown Prince pay attention to the old emperor, and instead exposed the little brat of the Hezhe family.

Is this using one's own real money to raise children for other people's families, and also raising a white-eyed wolf?

Although Bush has always regarded the Song people as pigs and dogs, sometimes he must admit that this ethnic group is so old that they are about to lose all their teeth. There are still some very reasonable words spread, such as:

Make wedding clothes for others.

Bush felt that all his years in Baishuang City were filled with this sentence.

There was gradually no sound around him, and Bush stopped expressionlessly and looked around.

None of the guards followed.

He had already arrived near the back house. The defenses here were all gold-sword secret guards, but the silver-sword guards were not allowed to enter without permission.

At this time, there was no one around, and the early spring flowers only bloomed quietly in the east wind. However, from behind the hanging flower door not far away, there was a faint and distant laughter.

Bush remembered that the eldest daughter Pearl held a banquet at home today and invited many of her best friends, including Hua Zhennadan.

He stood for a few breaths, and slowly clenched the hand hanging by his side, as if the fist would be raised in the next breath, giving orders to his secret guards, breaking in one fell swoop the certain "shackles" that had restrained him for the past two years.

rule".

However, his fist was still loosened in the end. Just like him, he would eventually have to succumb to some kind of "rules".

With his hands behind his back and a faint glance in the direction of the Draped Flower Gate, Brush walked past the Drooped Flower Gate and turned eastbound.

After passing through several alleys that went back and forth like a maze, and then walking through an overly large sandy area, a two-story building suddenly appeared in front of him.
Chapter completed!