Special Fondness

The village is not too far from Linzhou City, and the carriage can enter the city without traveling for too long. However, in a short period of time, Fang Su still felt a little sleepy in the bumpy carriage.

It stands to reason that when he encountered such a thing, he should have been so flustered that he could not sleep, but when Fang Su was trapped in the carriage, he had been hugging his chest bag tightly, and the wooden hairpin inside could always seem to touch him. Touching the skin on his elbow, it was like the gentle comfort that his mother gave him more than ten years ago when he was still there, which made him slowly break away from that grief and anger.

Fang Su couldn't help recalling all kinds of things when he was a child, remembering the age when he was loved by others, the happy past filled his thoughts, and the whole heart slowly calmed down.

I don't know how long it took, and when he was about to fall asleep, the carriage stopped.

A slight cry of a horse awakened Fang Su, but before he fully recovered, someone had already pulled the curtain off the carriage and rudely pulled him out of the carriage as before. Fang Su was unable to resist for a while, his body did not stand firm, his center of gravity was tilted when he landed, and a piercing pain came from his left ankle, which made him frown and hiss, and was twisted a little by this.

The brawny guy who pulled him obviously knew that he was hurting him, but he didn't feel ashamed.

Fang Su didn't answer, she pursed her lips and gritted her teeth, enduring all the grievances. He raised his head and looked around. At this time, the dusk had completely arrived. Although the light was not dark, it was not as bright as the daytime. In the dim sunset, he was already in a wide courtyard. It was a big family, and this carriage dared to drive into the courtyard in a grand manner, presumably this place is where he should come.

Fang Su guessed clearly in her heart, so she didn't ask any questions, and stood silently on the spot, waiting for how these people would arrange it.

The strong men beside him were still laughing at his weakness one by one, but what made him strange was that these people did not instruct him further on what to do, but stayed on the same place as him, as if they were waiting for something.

After a while, someone else appeared in the courtyard. Fang Su looked up at the place where the footsteps came, and found that it was a well-dressed girl. At the same time, the other people stopped chatting and laughing instantly, obviously a little bit jealous of this girl and didn't dare to appear unruly.

"Miss Bai Ping." A few people greeted each other, and the first one took two steps forward and smiled flatterly at the person who came, "Miss, we have brought the person." No more words were said, and a look of credit was on the face. She smiled and waited for her reply.

Bai Ping gave an "um", neither indifferent nor polite, and turned to look at Fang Su, who was standing beside Jing Jing. With those eyes swept away like clear water, Fang Su nervously squeezed the burden, only to feel that she was now in a desolate place, unable to help herself, and even a woman had to be on guard. However, just as she was thinking about it, Bai Ping put her hands by her side and gave him a small salute. Under such actions, not only Fang Su, but also the strong men were stunned.

"Young master is tired," Bai Ping said gently, "This servant will guide you, go back to your room and rest for a while."

Fang Su moved her lips, but she didn't say anything in surprise. After she turned around, she followed her to the bedroom in the courtyard.

Bai Ping pushed open the door, stepped into the room first, and then turned around to meet him. It was only at this time that he saw his slightly strange walking posture, and she couldn't help but frown and asked, "Young Master's foot is injured?"

Every word seemed unexpected, Fang Su paused, shook his head and replied, "Don't worry, I accidentally twisted when I got off the carriage."

Bai Ping didn't say a word, guessed for half a minute in her heart, and glanced at the few people in the courtyard, without saying anything, stepped forward to help him a little, helped him walk to the bed and sit down, and then again Said: "Master, the kitchen has already prepared meals, you can rest for a while, and the slaves have ordered them to be delivered."

Fang Su had never been treated with such respect, and Bai Ping's polite words were quite respectful, which made him very embarrassed. He thought about it for a while, and couldn't help but reply: "You don't have to be so polite, girl, I am a very ordinary person. Now I can't help myself, and I can't bear the girl's 'slave'..."

Bai Ping probably didn't expect him to say this. She raised her eyebrows first, then smiled and listened to him complete the words, and then said again: "Young master will be the master of slaves in the future, how can you not bear it?" She looked at Fang Su's puzzled expression, covered her mouth and chuckled, and without explaining much, Shi Li left the room.

Fang Su sat quietly beside the bed, without thinking through her words for a long time, but inexplicably had a subtle guess in her heart, guessing that what she was about to encounter might not be as bleak and desolate as he thought...

Here Bai Pingxing did not return to the courtyard immediately after leaving the room, but went around the corridor to the small kitchen, explaining the hot meal to the people inside, and at the same time instructing the maids to prepare hot water for bathing and clean new clothes. Wait until everything is set up properly before going to the carriage.

Those men had been waiting eagerly, but they didn't dare to urge them at all. They followed her out of the courtyard with a smile on their faces, and said flatteringly, "Miss Baiping, look, our brothers did what you ordered. The way to bring people, do you have a few words for us in front of the Tang Zhuang master?"

Bai Ping squinted at the person who was speaking, without stopping, she replied without emotion: "There will be rewards for those who do well, and punishments for those who don't do well. A few should know."

"Yes, yes, of course we know." The man smirked and agreed, at this moment he was just thinking happily that he could receive the reward, how could he worry about anything else.

Several people followed Bai Ping for a while, and after passing through Fuzhong Garden, they came to the outside of the main courtyard. Bai Ping stopped in her footsteps, turned her head and explained, "The owner of the village is in the courtyard, you wait a moment, I'll go ask for instructions."

"Okay okay."

These people stayed outside the hospital, and Bai Ping went in alone. After a while, he finally came out and told them that they could go in.

Under the tree in the courtyard, a person was lying on his back in a comfortable posture, his inner clothes were made of fine fabrics, and his light blue shirt was loosely gathered outside.

"Tang Zhuangzhu." Several people approached, and the lead one with his head lowered cautiously called out.

Tang Qiaoyuan opened his eyes, his eyes sober.

Seeing that he was moving a bit, the person who was speaking hurriedly said with a smile, "Master Tang, the little ones have done things well, and the people have been brought in smoothly."

"Well," Tang Qiaoyuan replied from his throat and replied with a smile, "Each person receives twenty taels of silver."

"Thank you, Villa Master Tang!" These people hurriedly knelt down and thanked them. After bowing, they stood up. How could they know that the person on the couch sat up before they could stand firm.

There was a maid under the tree to help him. Tang Qiaoyuan waved his hand to signal him to step back. He casually gathered his shoulders and jacket. The smile between his eyebrows seemed to be deeper, but when he spoke again, his tone suddenly turned cold. , as timid as ice, he said faintly: "It's time for the reward, so let's talk about the punishment."

The faces of the few men changed. Although they didn't think of what they had done wrong, they immediately knelt back again. It was the man just now who hurriedly said, "Master Tang, we didn't make any mistakes this time!"

"Really?" Tang Qiaoyuan stretched out her hand, and the maid brought the warm tea to his palm. He lowered his head and tasted it, and asked slowly, "Who hurt Fang Su?" feet?"

When the speaker heard this, his face turned pale: the person who hurt Fang Su was not him...

"Huh?" Tang Qiaoyuan asked with his lips bent.

"Tangzhuang master atonement, the small one is purely an unintentional loss!"

The strong man hurriedly kowtowed to him, and felt too much regret in his heart. He never thought that Tang Qiaoyuan would care so much about such a person. He thought he was just looking for a plaything at random. If he had known it, he would have given it to him. Even with ten courage, he didn't dare to be rude to the other party.

Tang Qiaoyuan didn't answer his plea for mercy, thought for a moment, and said, "You deserve twenty taels of silver. As for what you did wrong, take twenty whips."

The strong man closed his mouth. Although he was punished, he breathed a sigh of relief. He only felt that Tang Qiaoyuan's temper was a very light change, and he hurriedly thanked him. Although the other people beside him were not implicated, they were also sweating out of fear, and quickly followed him out of the yard.

"Bai Ping," Tang Qiaoyuan sneered away from his lips, the girl took two steps forward, blessed, and listened to his instructions, "Go get the medicinal wine and find a good maid to relieve him of the swelling."

"Yes, this servant understands." Bai Ping stepped back.

Tang Qiaoyuan raised his eyebrows, put the tea cup in the hand of the maid, and lay back on the couch. He glanced in the direction of a courtyard intentionally or unintentionally, with a warm color in his eyes.

And in the courtyard bedroom, the kitchen has already served all the meals quickly, and the richness of the dishes is something that Fang Su, who is used to living in poverty, has never seen before. Fang Su still sat beside the bed, not knowing what to do for a long time, until the maid called him softly before she raised her head nervously.

"Master, please come to the table to eat, it will be bad if it's cold."

In fact, Fang Su's heart is not too vigilant. After he came to this courtyard, he did not feel the slightest malice. At this moment, it can be said that his heart is at ease. But the most important thing he couldn't figure out was the reason why these people treated him with more courtesy.

He was clearly assigned to someone to pay off his debts, but he provided him with a good bed and food. How could he get so many benefits?

Fang Suru fell into a dream, she was too surprised but hesitated to respond. She didn't know what to respond to the maid, so she shook her head hesitantly. The maid suddenly showed a worried look, and was about to persuade him to say something, when someone suddenly walked in outside the door, everyone turned around, and said, "Miss Bai Ping".

Bai Ping nodded, seeing the untouched dishes on the table, and seeing Fang Su's uneasy and lingering expression, she was relieved and said to those people, "Let's go down first."

"Yes."

The group of maids who were standing neatly stepped back, Fang Su finally relaxed half a point, no longer tense his body as embarrassedly as before, and looked at Bai Ping inquiringly.

Bai Ping took a few steps forward, and without explaining, bent down to support her. This time Fang Su never refused, probably because the idea in his mind was preconceived, because the person he was in contact with was this girl at the first time, so he wanted to feel more at ease with her, and obeyed her actions and was brought to the table by her. Down.

"Sir, please have dinner."

"Girl..." Fang Su hesitated.

Bai Ping smiled lightly: "Young master can directly call the slave servant 'Bai Ping'."

Fang Su nodded, but she didn't take it seriously, and said, "Miss Baiping, what exactly is your master..."

Fang Su couldn't go on without asking the complete question, and it was a bit difficult to say it after all, but Bai Ping understood it, picked up the chopsticks on the side to prepare dishes for him, and replied with a smile: "You don't need to worry about it, son. , you can see it tomorrow."

Fang Su was silent. After a long time, he finally picked up the bamboo chopsticks and suppressed the suspicion in his heart. He just wanted to think about it.