The dough is divided and the matter is arranged.

Guan Lin showed a faint smile that was almost invisible, put his arm on the shoulders of a group of beggars again, and pressed them slightly.

He whispered: "These bedding, the bread is for you in advance. This time the matter is done. I will deliver the rest of the bedding and bread tomorrow."

A group of beggars looked at Guan Lin with gratitude.

Their heads opened their mouths, as if they were about to say something, but when they raised their eyes, they looked at Guan Lin's eyes and immediately closed their mouths again.

"What? Are you worried? What I arranged?"

"No, no!" The beggar's head shook his head repeatedly, "We are grateful to the young master for his kindness. If we didn't have the young master, we wouldn't know when we would be hungry."

Speaking of this, whether it was intentional or unintentional, his afterglow looked at the heavy wooden box.

Guan Lin asked quickly, "Are you worried that the notice in the wooden box would have something ruthless? "

“Not…”

This time, all the beggars shook their heads at the same time, "Young Master, we can do things for you, eat hot cakes and put on new clothes, and now we have even bedding. At night, you don't have to be frozen in that mountain temple. Don't say that the young master is kind-hearted, it doesn't look like he does something bad. Even if the young master really wants us to do something bad, we... have done it too. As long as it doesn't kill someone and set fire, you won't be driven out of Jiangling by Guan Gong!"

this…

He was confused by Guan Linluo. He looked suspiciously at the beggars in front of him, and was serious, "No, you must have something to do! As a result, since you can't trust me, I won't come tomorrow. I'll ask you for a good idea!"

"Young Master..." Now, several beggars grabbed Guan Lin's clothes, afraid that he would be angry and walked away.

The beggar's head pondered for a moment before explaining: "It was the young master who helped us so much, but we didn't even know the name of the young master... and didn't know how to call him? Brothers, I want me to ask him, but I dare not..."

It turned out to be the name.

But this name...is not easy to deal with.

Guan Lin's eyes were rotating.

He murmured in his heart that the bedding, clothes and bread were all "stole" from Guanfu, so he couldn't say that he was the "Fourth Master of the Guan family".

Seeing these beggars looking so awe of their father, Guan Lin would be unable to fool them in the future if he wanted to say his real name.

Just...

"My surname is 'Hong', so you just call me 'Hong Qigong'."

——Hong Qigong?

A group of beggars looked at each other, showing suspicion on their faces. Why is this name so old-fashioned?

Guan Lin smiled at them.

"I remember clearly that my son will not change his name, and will not change his surname. His surname is Hong. He is ranked seventh in his family, so he is in the world... Oh no, the people of Jiangling City respect me. When he calls me "Seven Dukes", he will be the same as "Liu Jiugong" and "Guan Gong", and he is only as weak as "Jingzhou Jiumuwang"!"

Guan Lin explained a long list of messy explanations.

But... the word "public" often makes people feel "not easy to mess with" when they say it, and it is very stylish.

You should know that in the fifth grade of titles of "gong", "hou", "bo", "zi" and "male" during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, "gong" ranked first.

Even in the Han Dynasty, it was extended to a respectful title for elders.

Of course, beggars have never read books, so they naturally don’t know these.

But for some reason, because of the word "官", I was even more awe-in-common with Guan Lin and kowtowed: "We...we thanked Hong Qigong!"

Well…

Guan Lin quickly helped them up.

The eyes were sure, and suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly said, "You must remember that everything we do is a big deal. Never let others know who I am? What I look like!"

Oops…

The beggars looked at each other and felt more and more that the "Hong Qigong" in front of them was completely unfathomable.

…

…

The chef in Guan Mansion was walking into the woodshed with a bundle of firewood on his back, humming a little tune.

As soon as he put down the firewood, a cold knife was placed on his neck.

"Don't make a sound!" It's Guan Yinping.

The chef was about to piss off and turned around tremblingly, "No, no... I dare... Miss Guan San is so proud!"

Guan Yinping said in a deep voice: "As a guest of Guan's family, why do you steal the bread from the house? Who is instructing me?"

ah…

The guy was stunned. He asked back tremblingly, "I...I'm just about to ask, for two days, the steamed noodles seemed to grow wings and turn into butterflies and fly away. I...I don't know what's going on!"

The knife was put on the neck, and the chef's pants were completely wet.

At this moment, the door of the woodshed opened.

Guan Lin walked in with the food box. Seeing the scene in front of him, he hurriedly pressed Guan Yinping's knife.

"Sister Three, this is the husband in our mansion. If you have something to say, don't use the knife!"

Guan Yinping then put down the knife. When the guy's legs became weak, he hurriedly held the door before he stood still.

With a "alas", Guan Yinping sighed and looked back at Guan Lin, "In the past two days, the mansion has been stolen repeatedly. First, there were dozens of dough pieces, and seven or eight old clothes. Today is good. The bedding from the people's room has been stolen in the morning! Can the fourth brother know about this?"

"I know...I know? Uh! I know!"

It was obvious that Guan Lin felt a little guilty... but the last word "know" was still very firm.

"Defense every day and night, it's hard to defend against thieves at home!" Guan Yinping suddenly raised his big knife, "If I want to know who dares to steal things in Guan Mansion, I will split him into two pieces!"

Well…

As soon as this said, Guan Lin shivered and he subconsciously took a step back.

Immediately, I helped my third sister Guan Yinping put away the knife, "San sister, it's not that my brother said you, fighting and killing is boring... It's better for girls to learn to be a female hero, right?"

As he spoke, Guan Lin put Guan Yinping's knife into the scabbard and placed it aside.

The cold light shines, and it looks quite terrifying.

At this time, the chef noticed that Guan Lin was holding a food box for rice in his hand and asked, "Second Young Master? Isn't this food box the one from the kitchen? Why did the Fourth Young Master hold it?"

ah…

Now, Guan Lin was a little embarrassed. He wanted to say--he came to see if he had steamed cakes tonight, and "take" a little more, but how do you say this?

But Guan Yinping, she became alert, "Super time is not yet available, why are the fourth brother here for this time?"

"I…"

Guan Lin paused for a moment and said quickly: "Sister, I'm just hungry and want to come and have a cake!"

"No!" The woman's unique keenness and sense of smell reminded Guan Yinping. "Fourth brother, you just said, you know that the bread was stolen at home!"

As soon as this statement comes out.

The chef widened his eyes and looked at Guan Lin in surprise.

hiss…

However, Guan Lin took a breath. This sister is a little too sensitive, right?

"I suddenly remembered that Guan Suo ran to Baojiazhuang late at night!"

“…Sister Three, I’ll leave first…”

A sudden sentence came out... Guan Lin sneaked out of this kitchen like a rabbit.

On the other hand, Guan Yinping realized that she let out a "ah" sound and exhale heavily.

There...

Not far from the kitchen is Guanfu’s study room.

At this moment, Guan Yu invited Liao Jiugong to come here. Liao Jiugong was holding a stack of thick bamboo slips. These were all articles and answers written by Guan Lin when he was studying literature and dealing with Liao Jiugong's inspection in the past six months.

Guan Yu took a letter and slowly unfolded it.

But it would be fine if this didn't expand. As soon as it was expanded, he felt dizzy.

What is this written?

"—I looked through the history of the Han Dynasty and found that the Han Dynasty had no era. Each crooked bamboo slip reads the eight words "The king's power is granted by God" and "benevolence, righteousness and morality". I couldn't sleep. I looked carefully and saw the words from the cracks in the middle of the night. The two words written in the whole book were: Eat people!"

Guan Yu's slightly narrowed eyes gradually condensed, and the Danfeng's eyes widened, and he said fiercely to the bamboo slips.

"What shit! Article?"

Guan Yu claims to be a cultural person, and he rarely makes a big deal.

But this time, he really...can't hold it in!

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Chapter completed!