Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

He doesn't look very good either.

Lu Chengfeng's eyes swept over the men around him, and he seemed to understand something in his heart, and couldn't help but sneer.

Just now, Brother Tang sent someone to tell him that someone was sent over, and he seemed to be the one who had broken off the engagement with the prince earlier, causing a sensation in the city, and asked him to pay attention to it.

To be honest, Lu Chengfeng didn't hate Wei Shimu, and he was even a little grateful to him. If he hadn't taken the initiative to break off the engagement with the prince, the prince might not have thought of publicly seeking a marriage partner.

He would have been killed in the martial arts world by now. There would be no "Lu Chengfeng", and he would not have the satisfying life he has now.

It’s just that the past is the past and the present is the present.

Things change with time—why would someone who had already left show up in Prince Chen's mansion again? A good ex-fiancé should be dead, just as the rumors said.

Besides, this guy dug up his beloved Danruo saplings as soon as he came. It was obvious that he was destined to be in conflict with him.

Lu Chengfeng instinctively disliked it.

"It's Shimu. Nice to meet you, Mr. Lu. I hope you will take care of me in the future..." Wei Shimu endured the pain in his buttocks, climbed up and bowed.

Lu Chengfeng snorted coldly - if he wanted to take advantage of his woman right under his nose, he would have to write his name upside down if he succeeded!

"No matter what kind of wood you are, remember that you can only work honestly here. And the prince is not someone you can think about. Don't have those useless little thoughts, otherwise!"

Lu Chengfeng said this, looked around, picked out a large stone that was an eyesore, and slapped it lightly with his palm, turning the stone into powder in an instant.

Wei Shimu was startled.

It was as if my head was that huge rock, and I trembled for a moment. However, the men around me were no longer surprised by this...

Lu Chengfeng warned Wei Shimu and quickly flew away.

He had also planted many new pomegranate trees on the hill over there. There were also a few old peach and pear trees, and he was trying to use what the prince called "grafting" to make one tree bear two kinds of fruit at the same time.

There are so many things to do.

It can only be said that Lu Chengfeng came from the underworld, and family intrigues were never his strong point. He only thought about Wei Shimu for three seconds before tossing it aside.

"It turns out it was this guy who caused me to end up like this!"

After Lu Chengfeng disappeared, a man pointed at Wei Shimu and said with gritted teeth.

Of all the substitutes, he felt that he was the most wronged.

When the two of them were talking just now, he looked around and found that everyone else had at least one facial feature similar to Wei Shimu, but it seemed that the shape of his hairline was particularly similar to this person!

It's so unlucky.

In fact, they had been farming in Prince Chen's Mansion for so long that they didn't know the news about Wei Shimu outside.

But only you know your own business.

Many of them originally came from well-off families. Their lives, though not particularly affluent, were at least regular, ordinary, and happy.

Lu Lanzhi bought them all on a whim, and after a few days of hasty training on how to serve (seduce) women, she sent them here.

Fortunately, Prince Chen's Mansion only allowed them to eat by their own strength. So far, their bodies are all clean.

I haven't suffered any harm in life.

Especially since they followed Lu Chengfeng, the side lord, they did a lot of work, but they also tasted a lot of exotic fruits and vegetables throughout the year. They even had enough of rare delicacies that were hard to find outside.

But the peaceful life they might have had was ultimately disrupted. I never understood why this happened.

Now that I saw Wei Shimu’s face, the answer was revealed - it turned out it was all because of this person!

This group of people are not only substitutes, but also substitutes for people the prince dislikes. Didn’t you see that they were sent to farm?

"Brothers, beat him up!"

Someone in the crowd shouted!

A group of men dropped their weapons and surrounded Wei Shimu, pulling his hair, stripping his clothes, and kicking his butt.

Wei Shimu hadn't realized the seriousness of the situation yet. He was suddenly surrounded and beaten by a group of people, and he was completely stunned.

I've never been involved in a group fight in my life.

Because he had no experience and no strength, and was outnumbered, the poor hero soon had scars all over his face, his neatly combed hair was messed up, and his body was covered with bruises.

Not fatal, but painful.

The fight lasted for nearly half an hour before a man who looked like a manager coughed:

"Cough, cough"

"Alright, alright, what are you all doing here in the middle of the day? Why don't you just do the work you're doing?"

"Hurry up, everyone, go back and do your own work, or you won't get any meat for lunch!"

Everyone cheered and scattered. They picked up the tools they had dropped and continued their work. Although Manager Wang's words were harsh, after spending so much time with him, they immediately understood his hidden meaning:

"We have meat for lunch today, big meat at that!"

We have to work quickly! The sooner we finish, the sooner we can eat. If we are late, there will be no meat left.

. . .

Tang Jiting had just sent Wei Shimu away when an unexpected guest arrived in the hall. It was his father, Pan He, the current servant of the Earl's Mansion.

"Father is only a servant now, yet he can go out and walk around as he pleases?"

Tang Jiting was a little confused.

As far as he knew, apart from their Prince Chen's Mansion, there were few wealthy families in the entire Dongchi that allowed concubines and maids to go out at will.

Especially for those who serve the emperor - once they get married, they will almost certainly die in the backyard for the rest of their lives.

"How do you talk, kid?"

Pan He's face turned purple: "I'm not an ordinary servant, of course I can go out."

After all, he had once been the chief minister of the palace, and he had a son like Tang Jiting, the husband of Prince Chen, so Tang Zhao finally gave him a break.

Tang Jiting rolled his eyes when he heard this.

Tang Zhao was truly incompetent. If that was the case, why had he gone to such lengths to persuade Pan He to change from a legitimate ruler to a serving ruler? It seemed he would have to explain things clearly to Tang Zhao later.

To prevent Pan He from coming to bother him again.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Tang Jiting said impatiently - he really couldn't think of what else Pan He could want to find him for.

"Is such that,"

Pan He hesitated for a while and finally told his intention.

"Your youngest half-brother is getting married next month, and his dowry is still missing a pair of presentable glass vases, and his treasure chest is also short of silver."

Pan Hedao:

"I remember that your dowry included a pair of these glass bottles. Now that you're in the palace, you won't lack anything. Why not lend them to your younger brother? It'll be a nice touch."

"Also, I remember that in the dowry list that Prince Chen gave you, there was a grain shop located on West Street, on the same street as the family your half-brother married into. You can transfer this shop to Ji Yu."