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The people at Chongshengtang were really efficient in their work. Early the next morning, the domestic servants that Chu Huan had bought from Chongshengtang had already arrived. There were five male servants, five maidservants, and a lunatic.

Resurrection Hall is already familiar with the purchase of domestic servants by rich families. According to the rules, before the servants are delivered, the shop will also specially change the servants into brand new clothes, which also shows that these people have a new start.

Chu Huan had already explained to the mansion last night, so the mansion didn't care about these people coming over. On the contrary, these people became excited when they saw entering such a magnificent mansion.

Except, of course, lunatics.

According to Chu Huan's instructions, Sun Zikong accepted the visitor, and then settled down. Even if the lunatic, according to Chu Huan's instructions, immediately sent someone to notify him when he arrived.

Chu Huan quickly passed on the word, asking Sun Zikong to lead the lunatic to the study.

In fact, there are not many books in the so-called study room, but it is a separate courtyard. Fa, he will study here alone when he has time. Besides, he has not delayed the work of "Dragon Elephant Sutra".

The lunatic is wearing a long gown. Although scholars are very concerned about their appearance, the lunatic is obviously not in this category. Even though he put on a long gown, he is still unkempt. His hair is tied up with a rope. From his face, There is no joy, no sadness, nothing to worry about.

When Chu Huan saw the lunatic in the study, he realized that the lunatic's beard was still unshaven and extremely sloppy, and there was even an unpleasant smell emanating from him.

Sun Zikong was very surprised. People in the Resurrection Hall told him that this lunatic was also a domestic servant bought by Chu Huan, but Sun Zikong looked at it from the top and bottom, and really didn’t know what this lunatic was doing. He didn’t look tall or strong. , even very thin, with dull eyes, like a walking corpse, Sun Zikong once wondered if the people of Rebirth Church just dragged a beggar from the street to pretend to be a domestic servant.

Fortunately, Chu Huan seemed to be very interested in this person. Not only did he ask Sun Zikong to move a chair next to the madman, he even asked Sun Zikong to make a cup of tea for the madman. In the morning, even when Chu Huan signaled him to step back, the lunatic was still standing by the chair blankly, looking like he had no intention of sitting down.

Chu Huan sat on the chair and looked at the sloppy lunatic in front of him with interest. The lunatic didn't seem to care about his gaze, his eyes were dull.

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

The lunatic didn't speak, just grinned, looking silly, his eyes suddenly fell on the chair, seemed to be attracted by the chair, turned around the chair, suddenly pointed to the chair, and asked stupidly: "Is this dragon?" Seat? Is this the Dragon Seat?"

Chu Huan sighed, and said, "Now, why do you have to pretend to be crazy?"

The lunatic ignored it, sat down on the chair, and danced, "I am the emperor, I am the emperor...!"

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

There was a hint of surprise in the madman's eyes, but Chu Huan shot too quickly, before he could react, Chu Huan had already grabbed his skirt, lifted it vigorously, and his eyes fell on the madman's chest.

But the result disappointed Chu Huan.

This lunatic drew a picture of a peacock opening its screen. In Chu Huan's mind, he only thought that this person was related to the gangsters of Dade Temple. He remembered that the group of people had "卍" symbols on their chests, but this lunatic's chest was dirty. Yes, but it can be clearly seen that there are no runes on his chest.

When he made the move, he also had the idea of ​​testing the lunatic in his heart. As long as the lunatic had practiced martial arts and faced Chu Huan's sudden attack, he should react reflexively.

But the madman did nothing.

If nothing else, this lunatic really doesn't have the slightest foundation in martial arts.

The lunatic raised his head and looked at Chu Huan with a strange look. Chu Huan smiled and said, "Sir, this dress doesn't fit you well. I'm going to change some clothes that fit you better."

The lunatic lowered his head and did not speak.

"I know you're not crazy." Chu Huan sighed: "Those who think you're crazy are really crazy." He let go of his hand, "Maybe Hulls didn't lie. No one will buy you out of Rebirth Hall, he may really drive you out of Rebirth Hall, in his view, that is to let you fend for yourself, but in my opinion, this is what Mr. has been looking forward to for a long time It's just a pity... I bought you here...!"

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The lunatic shook his body, raised his head, and stared into Chu Huan's eyes.

His eyes were cloudy and lifeless, but now there was a gleam of light in them. No matter who saw these eyes, they would not think that this person was a lunatic.

"This is good tea." Chu Huan pointed to the cup of hot tea with a smile, "I don't know how to taste tea, but I think my husband should be interested in it."

The madman glanced at the tea, and finally said: "100 taels of silver to buy a madman, do you think it's worth it?"

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

The lunatic frowned. He couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in Chu Huan's gourd. After hesitating for a while, he finally got up, straightened his clothes, and walked slowly to the desk, following the direction of Chu Huan's finger. Looking at the desk, he saw that there was indeed a painting on the desk.

There is a peacock in the painting, but the painting is really rough.

Chu Huan's eyes kept staring at the lunatic, and he really wanted to know what kind of expression the lunatic would have on his face when he saw the painting.

This painting was drawn by Chu Huan by himself last night. Of course, his painting skills are not flattering, but he has sketched out the general outline of the peacock's screen, but compared to the sketch made by the lunatic in the Resurrection Hall, Worlds of difference.

It's a pity that the madman's face didn't show the shocked expression that Chu Huan hoped to see. Instead, he saw a trace of disdain in the madman's eyes. He obviously didn't like the rough painting of a peacock in front of him.

"What's your opinion, sir?" Chu Huan asked.

The lunatic glanced at Chu Huan, held back for a long time, and finally said: "This drawing paper is much more valuable than the painting on it."

Chu Huan was taken aback, then a little embarrassed.

"You bought me because you wanted me to paint for you?" The lunatic glanced at Chu Huan and sneered, "But you'd better get rid of this idea as soon as possible. You won't get a painting from me."

A court official spends 100 taels of silver to buy a scholar who has no power to restrain a chicken. Of course, the lunatic will not think that this official has any good intentions.

He naturally remembered that just last night, this young official stood by the wall and looked at the murals for a long time. Of course, he felt that this person had taken a fancy to his painting skills.

Many officials in the officialdom are arty, and the lunatic is well aware of it. Seeing this "clumsy painting" of this young official, he immediately judged that this person might also be an arty official, and he bought himself just for a paintbrush.

Chu Huan sighed, and said, "Sir, don't misunderstand me. Before this, I really didn't have any 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 say say."

"Don't dare." The lunatic said in a cold tone, "Now that you have bought me, I am your servant, so you don't have to be so polite."

"Mr. is a scholar, and Chu has always respected scholars." Chu Huan said with a smile: "To be honest, Mr. Chu is really lucky to be able to have today. Chu himself has not studied for a few years. I am sorry to invite you, sir, but I actually hope that you can teach me a lot in the future, and I hope that I can learn something useful from you."

The lunatic laughed, and the laughter was full of sarcasm, "Learn something useful from me? Are you joking? If I really have that kind of ability, I won't be a slave to others."

Chu Huan shook his head, pondered for a while, and finally asked, "Sir, do you like peacocks?"

"I like a lot of things, and I hate a lot of things." The lunatic didn't have the consciousness of being a slave at all, and raised his neck slightly, "I think the adults seem to be very interested in this peacock picture."

"You're right." Chu Huan didn't deny it, "I want to ask sir, why did you draw such a picture on the wall?"

"There are many pictures on the wall, why do you only focus on this one?" The lunatic said indifferently, a little curiosity was obviously born in the depths of his eyes.

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

"It's meaningless." The lunatic said indifferently: "I like to draw, so I start to draw, and after I draw, I forget about it. If I didn't see this picture, I'm afraid I would have forgotten to draw this picture."

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

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

"Secret?" The lunatic also frowned, "Do you think there is a secret hidden in this picture?"

"That's what sir will tell me."

The lunatic looked at Chu Huan for a few moments, then suddenly burst out laughing, walked to the table, took a sip from the teacup, put it down, turned around, and said, "You really know something."

Chu Huan's heart moved, and the lunatic had already sat down on the chair, "That's right, there is indeed a big secret hidden in this picture, you really want to know this secret?"

Chu Huan didn't change his face, and still smiled lightly: "Sir, do you know the secret?"

"If I didn't know, you wouldn't ask me." The madman leaned back on the chair, "But it's not easy for you to know the secret, unless you promise me a condition!"