Landlord, please feel free: I bid farewell

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat", a steward is pushing two wooden barrels on the wooden cart, one seems to be filled with rice, and the other is filled with vegetables. He hadn't eaten, and last night also had no food, Yan Weiran opened his eyes with a little trouble, he was so hungry that he didn't feel anything.

Except for Yan Weiran, the other people in the underground secret room, young and old, howled like wolves, there were many of them fighting and crowded. Weiran stood in the corner and looked at the scene in front of him sarcastically. He had been in the ground for several hours, and these people were silent. All of them are powerful and look like hungry wolves.

An old man who looked very old and gray-haired led his little granddaughter, who was about the same age as her, to grab something. Stepped on the little girl's body, squeezed hard to grab food? The old man, looking at a loss, stopped people to prevent them from stepping on the little girl. Yan Weiran saw the little girl being stepped on several times and finally couldn't stand it anymore. He stepped forward, pushed everyone away, picked up the little girl, and walked to the corner.

Checking the wound, when Yan Weiran pushed everyone away at the beginning, everyone looked at Yan Weiran with hatred, but now they all watched Yan Weiran calmly, but they were not pushing, but those people were hungry. The dead ghosts usually took their own things and returned to their original positions.

The food delivery steward just kept silent after scolding these people for a few words just now, and even looked at everyone with a sinister smile, but at this moment they were facing Yan Weiran, and said with a smile, "Mr. Xianxue, Mr. Let me specially bring you food", said here, the steward who delivered the food actually opened the iron door, and personally delivered the food to Yan Weiran when he entered the house.

By the way, I also looked around, looking very handsome, compared to when they were robbing the food just now, all the fierce and unusual people, men, women, old and young, all looked obediently and did not move, just staring at the steward who delivered the food and the rich table full of food. The dishes were swallowing their saliva, and the small secret room was full of swallowing sounds for a while, which was very scary. Most people might not be able to eat in the face of this kind of sound, but Yan Weiran was naturally different, with a calm face, and walked to the dining table He sat down calmly.

The steward laid out the meals for Yan Weiran with a smile, and even waited on the sidelines. Yan Weiran ate, Yan Weiran was a little surprised to see the steward serving him decently, thinking in his heart that Wan Qi Zhongyong was afraid that he would starve to death.

Yan Weiran glanced at the steward, and after looking around at the crowd, he put down the little girl in his hand, walked to the food and even the wine, and after a full meal, said to the steward, "This little girl is injured, I want to replace her." She heals."

"Young Master Xianxue is truly a Bodhisattva." After the steward nodded, he glanced at the little girl and asked Yan Weiran, "Mr. Xianxue can tell you anything you need. The eldest son has explained it before, and you must not neglect it." Mr. Xianxue".

"Is there anything else you need?" Yan Weiran glanced at the manager and said, "There is nothing for now."

The steward who delivered the meal obediently left, and after the steward opened the iron door to leave, Yan Weiran walked up to the little girl again, facing the old man who was hugging the little girl and said in a low voice, "This is the porridge I haven't eaten just now, little girl." My sister is weak, and you are the same, first drink some porridge to nourish your stomach."

"Thank you, my lord," said the old man in a low voice, taking the porridge.

"Hmph, fake good intentions," said a man. This man was about forty years old, but he was quite thin, and his face was pale. It should be the result of being locked up underground for a long time.

"That's right, why don't you pretend to be a good person when you eat leftovers?" Several other women also echoed, saying that these women are only about [-] years old, and they are all good looking. Not good, I don’t eat well, and it’s caused by malnutrition. "A person who looks like a human is actually just a pretender." Several women continued to say and looked at Yan Weiran with disdain, but there was no one who looked at Yan Weiran. , but looked at the porridge in Yan Weiran's hand.

Yan Weiran looked indifferent and didn't care about these people, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, watching the old man feed gruel to the little girl.

That night, while sleeping, some people gathered together, but Yan Weiran was obviously isolated, sitting alone on one side with his eyes closed to rest.

But after a while, Yan Weiran opened his eyes again, and found that the old man was trembling, and Yan Weiran leaned over to see that it was the little girl, and Yan Weiran touched the little girl's forehead.

Damn it is hot, what to do, Yan Weiran frowned.

"Young master, please save my granddaughter," the old man said, "I have nothing to worry about because of a dead tree, but there is only one granddaughter left in the family. I beg you to save my little granddaughter. I wish you In the next life, I will be an ox or a horse" To repay the young master's great kindness, the old man's voice was trembling.

Yan Weiran frowned, at this time he went to beg the steward, before he asked the steward to bring something and let him bandage the little girl, but the steward only agreed perfunctorily, and there was nothing more to say after that.

Right now, because of a little girl, he is going to beg Na Wanqi Zhongyong.

Yan Weiran suddenly felt that it was not worth it.

Closing his eyes, Yan Weiran was very tangled, but the old man suddenly knelt down for Yan Weiran, and Yan Weiran opened his eyes suddenly.

"Old man, please get up quickly, you are so embarrassing to the younger generation, and haven't you heard how the steward called me? I am Mr. Xianxue, a tricky doctor. You can't just kneel down and beg me to replace your family. The little granddaughter sees a doctor, in the final analysis, I have to be willing to see a doctor for others," Yan Weiran said in a low voice.

"Hmph, old man, don't beg that young master anymore, haven't you seen it, that young master won't ask the steward for help for you," the man who spoke before spoke again.

Yan Weiran glanced at the man, was he the one who provoked him before?

Yan Weiran raised her eyebrows slightly, something was wrong.

The man who spoke twice.

It’s a bit different from the other locked-up people here, as long as everyone else has enough to eat, they just close their eyes and don’t speak, so this man has led others to isolate him since he entered here, and even took the lead Grabbing food, before and now, deliberately speaking to provoke him, an ordinary person would not do these things for no reason, could it be... Yan Weiran thought of a possibility.

Having figured this out, Yan Weiran twitched the corner of his mouth, and said loudly "Come here" to the outside of the iron gate.

Sure enough, the steward who delivered the food came over quickly, and said to Yan Weiran with a respectful face, "What orders does Mr. Xianxue have?"

"This little sister is sick, you go and bring me a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, I will prescribe a prescription for her, and you go and cook the medicine," Yan Weiran ordered with a righteous face.

"This..." said the steward with a perplexed face, "It's not that I don't want to do it, my lord, but the elder lord has ordered you before. If you have any orders, you can tell me, but I have no right to do it, lord." You want to see a doctor for the people locked up here, the Eldest Young Master should have told you long ago that the people locked up here are all criminals who have committed capital crimes, this matter is very serious, Young Master Let's wait for the eldest son to come over and talk to the eldest son directly."

"When your eldest son comes over, I will talk to your eldest son directly, but didn't you say before that your eldest son has ordered you, and I can tell you directly what I want?" Yan Weiran said.

"That is to say, son, you are hungry or thirsty. The eldest son has ordered that if Mr. Xianxue wants to manage the affairs of other people inside the iron gate, he must personally talk to the eldest son himself," said the steward.

"So that's the case, I didn't say it earlier", Yan Weiran turned around and returned to the little girl after speaking, the old man looked at Yan Weiran with sad eyes.

"Don't worry, old man, I will find a way to save my little sister," Yan Weiran said.

Yan Weiran closed his eyes, his mind was full of the little sister's pitiful pale face, he is not a person who pity the beauty, but the little sister is really pitiful.

Yan Weiran thought for a while.

After opening his eyes again, in the eyes of everyone inside the iron gate, he walked to the iron gate again and said loudly, "I want to see your eldest son".

The steward who delivered the meal yawned, walked to the iron gate again, took a casual look at Yanwei, and said, "Our eldest son has already rested, and if Mr. Xianxue has anything to do, we'll wait until tomorrow."

"I can't wait any longer, you go and tell your young master, I don't care what time it is, if he is not in a hurry, I will wait, but I am hard to guess, maybe I won't need your young master tomorrow It’s over, you just go and inform your eldest son.” After Yan Weiran finished speaking, she returned to the little girl and the old man.

I heard someone say, you want to see me, Wan Qi Zhongyong, who appeared after about a cup of tea, dressed in a neat and dignified appearance.

Just now I heard that the eldest son fell asleep, I just disturbed the eldest son's sleep, Yan Weiran smiled strangely at Wan Qi Zhongyong and said, "Eldest son, please forgive me."

It doesn't matter, Mr. Xianxue, please speak directly, Wan Qi is loyal and brave.

Eldest son, I can cure the illness of that delicate beauty in your secret room, but I need a few days to think about it carefully, and Yan Weiran suddenly looked at Wan Qi Zhongyong with serious eyes.

Wan Qi Zhongyong had a perfect smile, and he didn't look at any flaws on his body. Yan Weiran said, Mr. Xianxue is finally willing to see a doctor for his wife, come here, wait for the young master to go to the guest room to rest, it is too reluctant for the young master here, Wan Qi Zhongyong said .

The eldest son wait a minute, Yan Weiran said, there is a younger sister and an old man here who want to go with me, and this elder brother also wants to go with me, Yan Weiran said.

Wan Qi Zhongyong casually glanced at the three people that Yan Weiran pointed out, nodded, and ordered the manager to follow Mr. Xianxue's orders.

Well, Yan Weiran was very satisfied and left the underground secret room.

But Yan Weiran, still blindfolded, led by the steward, opened the iron door, walked out of the secret room, and left in a carriage.