Clothes and brocade night travel [comprehensive]

I thought that the first batch to arrive would be Ximen Zong Erlang, but some people obviously came earlier than them.

The young man who came early in the morning and waited for him all morning was called Yohji Miyazaki, and his status in the heart of Young Master Jingji was slightly higher than that of Ximen and others.

After all, for various reasons, Yohji Miyazaki was in charge of taking care of Kyogokuhiko for nearly a year after his birth, so the status of nanny is naturally higher than that of errands.

As soon as Kyogokuhiko saw Yohji Miyazaki, he knew that he must have started to abuse his body again recently. The aura around his body was weakened like this, and he would have a serious illness in a few days, "You didn't take a good rest, your body won't last."

"You don't have the right to blame me." Yohji Miyazaki smiled and patted Kyogokuhiko's forehead with the antipyretic stickers, "You look so pale, have you been staying up all night to catch up on manuscripts recently?"

"I can only write at night." Kyogokuhiko covered his head and stared at Miyazaki Yohji with dead fish eyes. The soft tone of his voice would definitely make Ximen Sojiro and others burst into tears on the spot.

Yohji Miyazaki sighed, "I'll ask for leave for the editor for you, so don't write during this period." Looking at his expression, Kyogokuhiko knew that this person not only planned to ask for leave for him, but also planned to skip work from time to time Attack suddenly to see if you have a good rest.

A nanny for a day, a nanny for life.

This is not a good thing.Kyogokuhiko blinked, tried his best to look innocent and expecting, and tugged at Yohji Miyazaki's cuff, "How is Uncle Miyazaki doing? How is your health?"

What he asked was Masakazu Miyazaki, but Yohji Miyazaki knew who he really wanted to ask, or he thought he knew, rubbing the boy's soft hair, he replied: "Your body is very good, and you can scold others." He was very angry, and said that he would go back when he had time, because he had something to talk about."

Going back... Kyogokuhiko froze, grabbed Yohji Miyazaki's hand and raised his head and asked, "What did Shinobu Ito do again?"

Yohji Miyazaki pinched the bridge of his nose, obviously feeling a little headache just thinking about it, "Shinobu led someone to intercept a batch of goods a few days ago."

"Which one?" It is common for Shinobu Ito to cut off goods, but it can make the top two so angry... Kyogokuhiko searched for possible targets in his mind, "Yamaguchi-gumi? Zhanjia? Yanlang?"

"It's Vongola." Yohji Miyazaki sighed, "It seems that Shinobu won't be able to come back. Anyway, you should go back to my home when you have time."

Kyogokuhiko's expression changed. Shinobu Ito is not an idiot. His only purpose of intercepting Pengo Lie's goods was to add trouble to Ssangyong Club. The two companies are in the honeymoon period of cooperation. If something like this happens, if there is no If you are more rational, now is the rhythm of full-scale war.

This is a bit unbearable.He frowned and gritted his teeth, and said bitterly: "It seems that the last time the beating was not hard enough."

"Shinobu was lying in the hospital for more than a week last time, how do you want to fight?" Miyazaki Yohji smiled, a little helpless at his violent tendencies.

Kyogokuhiko twitched his lips. As a willful emperor with great achievements such as directly letting veteran officials who dared to threaten him return home to farm in the early dynasty, and executing his most honored eunuch Ling Chi to death, he just took a whip and beat Ito Shinobi across the head and face. , Sure enough, amnesia will make people soft-hearted.

After sending Yohji Miyazaki away, Kyogokuhiko asked the servant to put another coat on him. He obviously didn't have a fever, but he just felt cold.

There is no way, although some things are afraid to walk around him temporarily because of the recovery of his ability, but the yin qi lingering in the room still makes his fragile body feel a little overwhelmed.

The young master who was not feeling well had a bad temper at all, and when he was in a bad temper, he never hesitated to let others have a bad temper with him.

So when Mimura Takuya skipped a few classes and rushed over, he was greeted by Kyogokuhiko who was sitting on the bed as pale as if wearing a coat, and the low air pressure around his body made him feel chilly.

There are also pieces of broken porcelain on the ground.

Really looking at it, you can immediately make up the scene of the young master losing his temper and throwing the cup.

Seeing Mimura Takuya, Kyogokuhiko's tense face relaxed a little, and he waved to him with his chin raised: "Come here."

"Don't just greet me like a dog." Mimura Takuya muttered in his mouth, but he walked to the bed very honestly, and bent down to help the young master tidy up the slightly messy skirt.

He would be so unhappy because the collar of his clothes got stuck in his neck that he would drop his glass all over the floor. This is probably the only person in the world who can be so bad-tempered.

Kyogokuhiko glanced at his expression and could tell what Mimura Taku was thinking too, he snorted arrogantly and said, "Don't I even have the right to deal with unreasonable servants?"

"Of course there is, of course there is." Mimura Taku also smiled with a good temper, "All dismissed?" When he came, he only saw the old housekeeper who had worked in Kyogoku's house for decades and could retire long ago. The young master always resigned as a whole group.

"After two months of employment, I can't even do my most basic orders. Do you want to keep them for free?" Kyogoku raised his eyebrows, "I don't need such incompetent butlers and servants."

Having said that, it is really a headache to find a satisfactory house manager for a long time. I really can't understand why the group of applicants can't meet such a simple requirement as being obedient, honest and winking.

A group of idiots!

"If you resign, just resign." Mimura Takuya sighed, and took out a beautifully wrapped food box from his schoolbag, "I bought the limited dumplings of the cat house after waiting for an hour." He has a bad temper when he is sick, so I bought it specially for him to smooth his hair.

The elegant and dignified wooden food box is wrapped with intricately patterned silk cloth, the dumplings inside are soft and delicious, and the thin red bean paste can be seen under the slightly translucent glutinous rice skin, carefully made into the shape of a cat's paw, and tender pink Embellish it as a meat pad, so exquisite that people can't bear to eat it and salivate.

The sweet glutinous rice dumplings can please the picky young master at any time, but Kyogokuhiko saw the goose yellow corner in Mimura Takuya's schoolbag with sharp eyes, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "Oh, it's still private. Hid treasures and refuse to offer them?"

Mimura Takuya lowered his head and found the plastic lunch box lying in his schoolbag. He couldn't help but evoked a helpless smile, "I took this by mistake with my classmate. I changed it with him for lunch. I was anxious to leave it to him when I left I got it back." He said as he took out the lunch box, which was so cheap and rare compared to their living class, the corners were faded, and there were scratches left by countless washings and long-term use. There is a sticker on it with the owner's name on it.

"Taro Yamada? Haven't heard of it, which one is it?" Kyogokuhiko opened the lunch box, which contained rice and vegetables. Brown gravy was poured on the rice, and more than half of it had been eaten.

"It's not from a family you'll know, but it's a very interesting person." Mimura Takuya closed the lunch box and stuffed it back into his bag. When he looked up, he saw Kyogokuhiko wriggling his lips with a serious expression, as if he was meditating on something. "Hey... you shouldn't..."

"The appearance is not good, but the taste is still good. Although the seasoning is rough and the ingredients are super poor, it adds some unique family flavor." Kyogokuhiko nodded, commenting as straightforwardly as a person who just took a bite Not myself, "That classmate of yours...is short of money."

"Ah?" Mimura Takuya's eyes widened in surprise, "How do you know?" Taro Yamada was not very short of money, but very special and extremely short of money, so short of money that he couldn't even imagine it.

"The low-quality lunch boxes sold at a big discount in the supermarket are outdated by at least ten years, no matter how nostalgic they are; the ingredients in the meals are terrible and cheap, and the vegetables are grown by ourselves." Kyogoku said, A little devil-like perceptive smile appeared on his face, "Or are you trying to convince me that he wants to experience life on a whim?"

Mimura Taku also touched his nose, "I know I can't hide it from you." This person's brain has been the most sober since he was a child, and it is completely impossible to hide anything in front of him, "He is indeed relatively... poor , but you..." Please tell him that his bad premonition is completely an illusion!

"Let him cook for me." Kyogokuhiko shattered his fantasy mercilessly, "Although I think it is a great honor to serve my meals, it is also quite a bit of a reward to occasionally reward servants who perform well It's a good pastime." He paused, stretched out a palm, "50 a month, only ask for breakfast and dinner, and I allow him to bring back the ingredients that he can't run out of, how about it?"

how?Mimura Taku also felt that he could already imagine the expression of Taro Yamada's eyes staring at him and holding his hand as if he saw a savior, and suddenly felt a heavy blow in his heart, and said with difficulty: "I'll go... with him Let's discuss..."

"The price is completely negotiable." Kyogokuhiko said magnanimously, he is determined to get what he wants no matter what its actual value is, "and I can introduce him to many extra jobs." Being in the upper class The young master with a wide social network proudly evoked a smile, and put a knife in Mimura Takuya's heart, "I still need a text proofreading assistant. Ximen's house has always been short of handymen, and the LME needs temporary field notes and role roles." He listed a long list of temporary jobs with good pay and flexible working hours suitable for students, which completely knocked Taku Mimura into a wilting eggplant.

Kyogokuhiko knew that with Mimura Takuya's contacts, he could get a good job introduction to Taro Yamada, but unfortunately, according to his personality, he probably didn't realize this way at all, so he took the lead.

Mimura Taku also silently reflected on his stupidity for three seconds, and said: "I can't fully represent what he means, anyway, you can discuss the specific matters with him." A job with a stable salary and leisure benefits, and I have no position to oppose this matter.

In addition to being extremely worried that this young master is moody and angry, Yamada-kun can't handle it!

After going through Kyogokuhiko's words in his mind, Mimura Takuya suddenly remembered something, and said in surprise: "You are still writing novels?!"

"Think I'm just kidding?" Kyogokuhiko glared at him while chewing on the dumpling, "It's a fool's job to give up halfway." And just the blue and white expressions of the old friends who watched the old man saw his work were enough to make him laugh. He is full of motivation to continue.

I really thought those youth literature novels full of the sour smell of love were just for fun on your whim...

For the umpteenth time, Mimura Takuya felt that he was a complete idiot in front of Kyogokuhiko.