Three Kingdoms: The Reverse Son of the Guan Family, Dragon Blessing Jingxiang

The bread is distributed and everything is arranged.

Guan Lin showed an almost invisible smile, put his arm on the beggar's shoulder again, and pressed it slightly hard.

He whispered: These quilts and bread are given to you in advance. This time the matter is settled, I will send the remaining quilts and bread tomorrow.

A group of beggars looked at Guan Lin with gratitude.

Their leader opened his mouth as if to say something, but when he raised his eyes, he met Guan Lin's eyes and immediately closed his mouth again.

What? Are you worried? I arranged something?

No, no! The beggar shook his head repeatedly, We are grateful to the young master for his great kindness. Without him, we don't know how long we would have been hungry.

Speaking of which, whether intentionally or unintentionally, he looked at the heavy wooden box with his peripheral vision.

Guan Lin quickly asked: Are you worried that there are some treacherous words written on the notice in the wooden box?

It's not...

This time, all the beggars shook their heads at the same time, Sir, when we work for you, we can eat hot cakes and wear new clothes. Now we even have bedding. At night, we no longer have to freeze in the mountain temple. Don’t say that the young master is kind-hearted and does not look like he has done anything bad. Even if the young master really wants us to do something bad, we will do it. As long as it is not murder and arson, and we will not be driven out of Jiangling by Guan Gong, it will be fine. !”

this…

This confused Guan Linrao. He looked at the beggars in front of him suspiciously and said seriously, No, there must be something wrong with you! Come on, if you can't trust me, then I won't come tomorrow. I'll hire someone else!

Sir... At this time, several beggars grabbed Guan Lin's clothes, fearing that he would get angry and walk away.

The beggar leader pondered for a moment, and then explained: Young Master has helped us so much, but we don't even know his name...and don't know how to call him? Brothers, you want me to ask him, I I don’t dare to…”

It turns out to be a name.

But this name... just isn't easy to deal with.

Guan Lin rolled his eyes.

He murmured in his heart that the bedding, clothes and bread were all stolen from Guan Mansion. He couldn't call himself the Fourth Young Master of the Guan Family.

Seeing how these beggars were so in awe of their father, Guan Lin wanted to tell them his real name, fearing that he would not be able to deceive them in the future.

Simply…

My surname is 'Hong', you guys can just call me 'Hong Qigong'.

——Hong Qigong?

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

Guan Lin smiled at them.

Remember clearly, I will not change my name in office or my surname in office. My surname is Hong. I am the seventh in the family, so... ah no, it is the people of Jiangling City who think highly of me. They call me 'Qi Gong', just like that 'Liao Jiugong' and 'Guan Gong' are the same, and they are only a little weaker than 'Jingzhou Jiu Mu King'!

Guan Lin gave a long explanation in confusion.

It's just that... the word 公 often makes people feel not easy to mess with when spoken, which makes people feel very forceful.

You must know that among the five 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, the beggars have never read the book, so they naturally don’t know this.

But inexplicably, because of the word gong, he was even more in awe of Guan Lin and kowtowed quickly: We...we thanked Hong Qigong!

Well…

Guan Lin quickly helped them up.

His eyes were fixed, something suddenly occurred to him, and he said quickly: You must remember that what we do is a big deal. Don't let others know who I am? What do I look like!

Ouch…

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

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The cook in Guan Fuzhong was walking into the woodshed carrying a bundle of firewood and humming a tune.

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

Don't make a sound! It was Guan Yinping.

The cook was about to pee in fear, and turned around tremblingly, No, no... I don't dare... Miss Guan San is so... so arrogant!

Guan Yinping said in a deep voice: As a cook in the Guan Mansion, why did you steal the noodles from the Mansion? Who gave the order?

ah…

The waiter was confused, and he asked tremblingly, I...I was just about to ask, but for two days in a row, the steamed dough cake seemed to have grown wings and turned into a butterfly and flew away. I...I I don’t know what’s going on!”

The knife was held to his neck, and the cook's pants were completely wet.

Just then, the door of the woodshed opened.

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

Third sister, this is the cook in our house. If you have something to say, please don't use the knife!

Guan Yinping then put down the knife. The cook's legs went weak and he hurriedly held the door before he stood still.

With a sound of Alas, Guan Yinping sighed and looked back at Guan Lin, In the past two days, the house has been stolen many times. First, there were noodles for dozens of people, and then there were seven or eight old clothes. Today is not bad, in the morning. All the bedding in the guest room was stolen! Does fourth brother know about this?

You know...you know, right? Uh! I know!

It was obvious that Guan Lin had a guilty conscience...but the last word know was still firm.

Day defense, night defense, it's hard to guard against domestic thieves! Guan Yinping suddenly raised his sword, If you want me to know who dares to steal things in Guan Mansion, I have to split him in two!

Well…

As soon as these words came out, Guan Lin trembled, and he subconsciously took a step back.

Immediately, she quickly helped third sister Guan Yinping put away the knife, Third sister, it's not my brother who said you, it's boring to fight and kill... For girls, it's good to learn to be a female celebrity, isn't it?

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

The cold light was shining and looked quite scary.

At this time, the cook noticed that Guan Lin was holding a food box with rice in his hand, and quickly asked: Fourth Young Master? Isn't this the food box from the kitchen? How come the Fourth Young Master is holding it?

ah…

At this time, Guan Lin was a little embarrassed. He wanted to say that he came to see if the steamed cakes were ready tonight and get some more. But...how to say this?

Guan Yinping, on the other hand, became alert, It's not yet dinner time, what are you doing here at this hour?

I…

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

That's wrong! A woman's unique keenness and sense of smell reminded Guan Yinping. Fourth brother, you just said that you knew about the theft of bread at home!

As soon as this statement came out.

The cook's eyes widened and he looked at Guan Lin in shock.

hiss…

Guan Lin, on the other hand, took a breath of cold air. Isn't this sister a bit too sensitive?

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

...Third sister, my brother is leaving first...

A sudden sentence came out... Guan Lin slipped out of the kitchen like a rabbit.

On the other hand, when Guan Yinping realized it, she let out an ouch and exhaled heavily.

Over there...

Not far from the kitchen is Guan Fu's study.

At this moment, Guan Yu invited Liao Jiugong to come here. Liao Jiugong was holding a stack of thick bamboo slips. These were the articles and answer sheets that Guan Lin had written during the inspection of Liao Jiugong in the past six months while studying literature.

Guan Yu casually took one and unfolded it slowly.

But it was okay not to unfold it. Once it was unfolded, he only felt dizzy.

What is written here?

——I looked up the history of the Han Dynasty and found that there was no chronology in the Han Dynasty. Each of the crooked bamboo slips was written with the words divine right of kings and benevolence, justice and morality. I couldn't sleep anyway, and I looked carefully again. After reading for a long time, I finally saw the words between the words. The two words written all over the book were: Eat people!

Guan Yu's slightly narrowed eyes gradually narrowed, Danfeng's eyes widened with anger, and he said fiercely towards the bamboo slip.

What bullshit! Article?

Guan Yu regarded himself as a man of culture, and he seldom used vulgar words.

But this time, he really... couldn't hold it in any longer!

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