I am Feng Jun

Chapter 465 465. Don't let the Lord see it, it's an eyesore!

resign.

In the study, Shen Ci sat sideways on the chair behind the table.

His left foot was on the seat, his right leg was resting on the armrest on the right, and his left hand was holding the somewhat damaged scroll, and he was concentrating on flipping through it.

The paintings of flowers and plants are not bad.

Shen Ci turned the pages and sighed inwardly.

It's realistic and pretty.

Luxurious, elegant, and gorgeous, there is a lot of competition in this small letter.

If it is really cultivated, it must be another beautiful scene.

But it is quite troublesome to cultivate.

Ah, I am most afraid of trouble.

Shen Ci couldn't help frowning.

However, forget about the others, because of the special element in Jin Jiuyuan that might have a way to enhance the power of his explosives.

Trouble is trouble.

Shen Ci wrote down the useful parts of Jiang Ni's handwriting, and his beautiful face was full of seriousness.

"Master."

Outside the study door, Duanmu Ming knocked on the door.

"Enter."

Shen Ci bit the pen holder, and his words were a little unclear.

When Duan Muming entered the door, what he saw was Shen Ci, who was sitting sideways in the chair, frowning slightly, holding a book in one hand, and drawing circles on it with the other.

"I got it."

Shen Ci raised his eyes and glanced at the person who came, then turned his attention to the scroll in his left hand, and asked a faint question.

"Yes, the keys to the courtyards around Ciyuan are all here."

Under Shen Ci's order, Duan Muming went to find Shen Yinchu and asked for the keys to the rooms that had been locked for 16 years.

Shen Yin was still a little hesitant at first, but Duan Muming said that Shen Ci wanted it, and after hesitating for a while, she also gave it.

At the same time, he asked if it was necessary to send someone to clean it, but Duanmu Ming refused.

"Well, as long as you get there, you should look for it first and see if Fei Hua Ling is there."

".No one goes in, right?"

Shen Ci suddenly thought of something, put down the book in his hand, straightened his back leaning on the armrest, and looked over cautiously.

That's why Duanmu Ming rejected Shen Yinchu's proposal to send someone to clean it.

"Not yet. Patriarch Shen wants to send someone to clean it. I went back to those yards where her young master doesn't want others to set foot on the master. She didn't say anything else."

"That's good, you go first."

Shen Ci nodded when he heard the words, and leaned back again.

"You tidy up those yards by yourself, are you busy?"

In order to prevent Fei Hua Ling from being found by others, it seems that Duan Muming can only be left to clean up those by himself, which is a lot of work.

"No problem, just three days."

Duanmuming nodded and said.

"Okay, let's clean up that greenhouse first, and use it in a hurry."

Shen Ci saw that he didn't feel any pressure, so he didn't worry too much, and ordered directly.

"Yes."

Duan Muming retreated out with the key, and closed the door of the study room to Shen Ci intimately.

Not long after Duan Muming left, Bei Xia, who was called away by Zong Lan early in the morning, came back.

Bei Xia hesitated in front of the study door for a long time, but still didn't dare to knock on the door.

Shen Ci's keen five senses had already noticed Bei Xia swaying outside.

After Bei Xia failed to knock on the door again, Shen Ci couldn't help but sighed and shouted out the door.

"If you don't come in, stay away, you're always hanging around the door!"

Startled, Bei Xia jumped half a step away, then carefully pushed open the door, pulled the door open and slit it out.

Shen Ci's slightly hostile phoenix eyes swept over, causing him to close the door with only a crack in it.

Shen Ci couldn't help laughing angrily, what did this person do to offend him, so he was so afraid?

Didn't he get called away by his mother?
Ah, by the way, his mother Zong Lan is Shen Yinchu's personal maid.

It seems that it has something to do with Shen Yinchu again?

Shen Ci cleared his throat, "Come in!"

That commanding tone gave Bei Xia a bit of confidence.

He pushed open the door very carefully, walked in lightly, refilled Shen Ci's empty teacup with iced black tea with good eyesight, and called young master crisply.

Shen Ci turned around and his sitting posture was much more correct.

But when he propped his elbows on the somewhat messy table, he was still full of laziness and casualness, and the smiling phoenix eyes gave off an invisible coercion.

"Say, what's wrong."

Shen Ci didn't like to go around in circles, so he asked directly after taking a sip of black tea.

Bei Xia's hands folded on her lower abdomen kept entangled.

"Young Master, do you know about the side gentleman's illness?"

"Well, then?"

Shen Ci turned the pitch-black pen holder in his hand, tilted his head and asked, his eyes couldn't tell the meaning of happiness and anger.

"Master, that my mother just told me that the gentleman is now lingering on the sick bed, and he doesn't even have the strength to get up, and the fragrance of medicine is overflowing in the maple garden.

In this huge Shen mansion, there are many things in the back house. The side gentleman is afraid that he has no time or energy to take care of them, so he gave the keys to Bei Xia and asked Bei Xia to give them to the young master. "

With that said, Bei Xia took out a large bunch of jingling key plates from his sleeve, put them on the table in front of Shen Ci, and took a few steps back.

Boom.

The constantly rotating black jade pen holder on Shen Ci's right hand broke in two when the key was placed in front of him, and died.

Shen Ci looked sideways at Bei Xia who was looking down at his toes, with a cold smile on his lips.

"Bei Xia."

This soft call made him stiff all over, his lips pursed.

"Master."

Bei Xia was also very helpless. Although he was a little puzzled, he knew that his young master didn't like to care about these things.

Otherwise, when Rao Feng was grounded last time, he would not have given up that opportunity, but had given it up to Shen Yan for nothing.

But this time, his mother told him to go there, and the key was given to him by the owner himself.

He dare not take it?
The owner of the house ordered that these must be sent to the young master, otherwise he would not stay in the courtyard.

What else can he do with this?
"Patriarch Shen is a good method."

Shen Ci propped up his chin with one hand, picked up the silver ring of the key with the broken pen holder in his hand, placed it in front of his eyes, and stared half a minute at the bunch of golden sun sprinkled in from outside.

First let Bei Xia describe Rao Feng's situation and give him an explanation.

Then he sent him the key without any explanation, so that he had to accept such a big mess?
Ah.

Shen Ci sneered, and threw out the half of the pen holder and the large bunch of keys in his hand.

The key and the pen holder fell to the ground in front of the table.

The barrel of the black jade pen broke into several pieces again, and collided with the keys, making quite a noise.

He Shen Ci grew up dissolute and loves freedom.

Shen Shixiao couldn't control his playthings.

Shen Yinchu held a bunch of keys and wanted him to manage her back house for her?
dreaming too!
"This thing, you collected it, it has nothing to do with the master, either, how do you get it back and send it back, or you keep it well, don't let the master see it, it's an eyesore!"

Bei Xia: I knew it.
The Patriarch is afraid that he will be rejected face to face, so he will use me as a tool man!
But it doesn't work either!
It is really too miserable to be caught in the middle.

Bei Xiashi moved over to pick up the key as if he was dead.

At the same time, he tidied up the broken pen holders, bowed down and bowed, and then resigned, and stumbled out.

(End of this chapter)