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As she spoke, Ye'er seemed to have thought of something, her face suddenly flushed, she pursed her lips randomly and stopped talking.

Little things about life?

Zhang Yanzheng was engrossed in listening, but he didn't want Ye'er to suddenly lose his voice, and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

"for example?"

Patting the other party lightly with his hand, Zhang Yan couldn't help asking.

Now he feels faintly resentful to be compared with other yamen.Although what Ye'er wanted to express was that he was very kind to them and not so arrogant, but the state of "humans looking down on insects" is the ordinary people's cognition and definition of "fairy", right?

Why does Ye'er say that she is like a fairy descended from the earth?

"Just like..."

"For example, only the master will give 'period leave' to the maidservants at home, right?"

Even though Ye'er is very close to Zhang Yan, so close that Zhang Yan can even tell Ye'er about his longing for Xiao Qiao's image, but this time's topic made Ye'er a little shy to speak, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a little The sound of gnats.

"Example, period?"

"Pfft-"

Zhang Yan really didn't expect Ye'er to give such an answer, and immediately couldn't bear to hug him and burst out laughing, his whole body writhed like an earthworm, and twitched like a burst of breath from time to time.

Speaking of which, this special holiday came to him suddenly when he was chatting with Ye'er.

Since he is the only one in the family who needs to serve, and Zhang Rang has sent him too many maids, even if someone paddles occasionally, it will not affect Zhang Yan's daily life.So after chatting with Ye'er on a whim that day, Zhang Yan announced this incredible decision to everyone in the family:

"From now on, maidservants over the age of 12 are free to enjoy a three-day holiday every month. During the holidays, no manual labor is required, and unlimited ginger soup is provided for free."

It was this rule that Zhang Yan never recalled after it was announced, but Ye'er remembered it for a long time.

"Well, this is it..."

Ye'er nodded unobtrusively, and didn't care about Zhang Yan's chaotic arching there, just lowered his head and said in a low voice.

"Ye'er has lived for more than ten years, and has never seen anyone who would care about such a thing."

"It can't be said that no one cares, but everyone is used to it. You have to work when you are not feeling well. This is what it should be, isn't it?"

"Maybe a holiday like this doesn't make a big difference, but..."

But to be able to focus on this kind of thing, the owner must be living in a place where men and women have equal social status, and people don't need to run around for life all the time, and they won't be hurt just because they don't go to work for a day or two. Starved and frozen world, right?

That must be the world where the gods live...

Ye'er didn't say the last sentence, because even she felt that such a world was a bit unbelievable, or unrealistic.

How could there be such a world under the sun?

At the end, master, you are really... hypocritical

"Well, well. I didn't expect you to say that..."

"But I think I have fully understood what you mean."

After rolling and twitching on Ye'er's legs and laughing for a while, Zhang Yan took a deep breath and relaxed in a big character shape.

Yes, the authorities are really fascinated, but the bystanders are clear... This is the biggest difference between me and the aborigines in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

"I really didn't expect Ye'er to say it in such a way..."

Zhang Yan's eyes were a little lax, thinking silently.

Although the example Ye'er gave was somewhat unserious, it had to be said that it was indeed appropriate, exposing the biggest difference between Zhang Yan and the aborigines of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

Simply put, the upper limit.

Perhaps when material was poor, Zhang Yan behaved no differently from most aborigines. He was busy with life every day and struggled for a full meal.But when the resources at his disposal gradually increased, what Zhang Yan could do would also be more and more different from the aborigines.

Simply put, there are more and more flowers.

Just like the busy people on the construction site during the day: if Zhang Yan hadn’t brought them and replaced them with another wealthy household in the Eastern Han Dynasty, at most, he would have given them more charity and let them eat more for their two meals. It's better, but definitely don't think about giving them an extra meal at noon.

This is the difference between a resident in a relatively primitive period of productivity and production scale and a social animal in the 21st century in the way of thinking.

People in the Eastern Han Dynasty would habitually think: "It is only right to eat two meals a day."But Zhang Yan can't wait to eat three, four or even five meals a day.If conditions permit, he will definitely add afternoon tea and supper to the group of people.

It can be seen from this that Zhang Yan, who was influenced by his senior sisters during college and was particularly concerned about women's menstrual periods, was out of place in the late Eastern Han Dynasty.

Perhaps in the eyes of many people, this guy Zhang Yan was simply burnt out of his brain by too much money, and he might not have some serious illness.

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After figuring this out, Zhang Yan suddenly felt relaxed.

"Well, in Ye'er's eyes, I am actually such a person..."

After unraveling the curiosity in his heart, Zhang Yan didn't think about anything any more, but continued to chat with Ye'er, killing his energy like this.And Ye'er seemed to have finally found an opportunity to confide in Zhang Yan, wishing to share everything in her heart with Zhang Yan.

One is Zhang Yan's good deeds in Luoyang City, and the other is spending money to hire ordinary people at the bottom so that they can have more income in their spare time and better support their families.

Ye'er is not a stupid person, and Zhang Yan almost never hides things from Ye'er. Although she is just a maid in Zhang Yan's family, she knows many things in Luoyang City.

The two talked one by one and listened to the other, and the night outside the window quickly fell silent.

Child time has come.

……

"Hehe, I really didn't expect my master to leave such an impression in your hearts."

I don't know if he was a little sleepy, Zhang Yan suddenly reached out to touch Ye'er's cheek, and then found that the other's cheek was a little hot.

Could it be that you have a fever?

The wind outside gradually picked up, and the night in April was more or less cold.

Just now Zhang Yan listened to Ye'er telling him about the details of Luoyang City, how people in his family thought of him, and his vision and expectations for the future. He just thought she looked cheerful and lively, so he didn't think much about it.

Now that the two of them were not talking, Zhang Yan suddenly noticed that the girl's body wrapped in obscene clothes was already trembling slightly in the cold night.

"Uh... Ye'er, are you cold?"

Looking at the other party's small bed, Zhang Yan suddenly regretted it.

I didn't pay much attention to being wrapped in the quilt just now, but I forgot that the other party was only wearing a thin obscene clothes to accompany me.It would be fine if the other party was fine, but if Ye'er caught the wind and cold because of this, then he really wanted to slap himself twice.

"Okay, it's getting dark, go to sleep."

Zhang Yan supported himself to sit up from Ye'er's lap, but was surprised to find that although the girl was trembling, she was sitting on the side of his bed without moving, a pair of night-like soft eyes staring at him firmly.

"Ye'er?"

……

"Boom."

With a soft sound, the flame dancing in the night seemed to have finally burned out the lamp oil, the dim yellow light was extinguished immediately, and the whole room was plunged into deep darkness.

Accompanied by a rustling sound, Zhang Yan vaguely felt that a corner of his quilt was pulled away, and the familiar fragrance gradually permeated his nasal cavity.

"Go to sleep."

A pair of warm arms encircled Zhang Yan, and he suddenly felt his whole body stiffen.

"Ye'er, you..."

It seemed to be a little uneasy, Zhang Yan only felt that his hands had no place to rest.

Reach out and hug each other, it seems that it does not match the image of a gentleman that I have always had before.

Forcibly zoom your hands to the sides of your body, Zhang Yan is worried that this will cause Ye'er to misunderstand him unnecessarily.

With both hands hanging in the air like this, Zhang Yan's expression was startled at first, then turned into struggle, and after a long time, he gradually calmed down as if he had made a decision.

"Ye'er, I'll ask you some questions, you must answer me truthfully, don't lie to me."

In the darkness, Zhang Yan only felt that his voice was trembling.

He suddenly felt a little shameless.

Compared with him, Ye'er was just an ordinary girl living in the second century AD, without the same insight and experience as him.The incomparably attractive qualities that Zhang Yan showed in front of her now might just be the freshness brought about by this unbalanced vision.

If Ye'er had received the same education and experienced the same life as herself, would she still like herself as much as she does now?

To be honest, Zhang Yan has no self-confidence.In a sense, he who "deceived" Ye'er in this way was no different from those scumbags he hated the most in his previous life who specialized in deceiving ignorant girls.

"Master, it's late, go to bed."

Seemingly not wanting to answer any questions at this time, Ye'er rarely rejected Zhang Yan's request, and at the same time tightened her arms a bit.Now she just wants to remember this warm feeling, and everything else seems to be less important.

"No, you must answer me..."

To Ye'er's surprise, Zhang Yan suddenly became serious at this moment, and even actively opened the distance between the two of them, staring closely at Ye'er's eyes, for fear of making any mistakes.

"Hey, just ask."

The two looked at each other for a while, Ye'er finally gave in first, and at the same time lowered her gaze.

……

"Ye'er, if, I mean if..."

"If everything I do now, including those good people and good deeds, including being good to you, is actually to satisfy myself..."

"Being good to those poor people in Luoyang, filling their stomachs is actually just to satisfy my sympathy, so that I can't see or worry... I can't make all the poor people fill their stomachs, at least for now."

"It's good for you, Yuan Shu, and even the servants and servants in the family. I just want to gain gratitude from you so that you can treat me better... This is also for myself."

"Those people who follow me to build various buildings, yes, those people."

"I give them money, I feed them, I celebrate with them, really just to get more out of them..."

"If... I am selfish, and everything I do is not as good as you imagine, maybe many people can be as good as me or even better..."

"Then after seeing those better things, will you still like me as much as you do now?"

Zhang Yan seemed to have lost his sanity, and said something incoherently.The more anxious he was, the more he felt unable to express what he wanted to say clearly; and the more he couldn't express clearly, the more anxious and uncomfortable he felt in his heart.

In the darkness, Zhang Yan could only see Ye'er's brows getting tighter and tighter, and then he heard a long sigh.

"Master, you..."

Zhang Yan only felt that his heart had reached the bottom of the valley.