The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1272: Are you really going to get a hound?

Chapter 1272: Chapter 1272: Are you really going to get a hound?

For this little tyke, he had personally gone to the National Teacher’s residence to seek advice from Steward Xin, only to find that the solution was to hire more servants to take turns watching the little guy—with no other method to be had!

"I can’t cajole him, no matter what I try—food, toys, necessities—you name it, if children like it, I’ve tried it, to no avail."

It wasn’t that the kid wouldn’t eat; he certainly calmed down at mealtimes, but at other times, even the most delicious treats were refused!

"I’ve even thought about getting a hunting dog from the backyard to scare him a bit, the only thing I haven’t tried yet,"

he said earnestly.

"A hunting dog?"

Zhong You muttered to himself and turned his head to look at the little tyke.

He noticed that upon hearing ’hunting dog,’ all of the child’s movements had unconsciously paused for a moment.

He blinked, blinked again, making sure that what he just saw wasn’t an illusion, then stared intently at the little guy and continued to speak to Zhen Wu.

"Don’t we have several hunting dogs in the backyard? Let’s have the dogs guard outside the yard, then leave that little guy inside. Let him fuss on his own."

Upon hearing this, Zhen Wu’s eyes lit up instantly.

Why hadn’t he thought of this excellent idea? Although the little tyke was troublesome, he was also very fond of his life. He had seen the child eat his fill at every meal, a large bowl each time, with a balance of meat and vegetables.

If they tied the hunting dogs outside the yard, it would save many people from exhaustion.

"That’s a good idea, I’ll go take care of it right now,"

With that, he stood up and walked out of the yard.

Zhong You: "..."

Watching Zhen Wu come up with ideas on the fly and just walk away, he hurried to follow.

"Zhen Wu, wait up!"

"What is it now, Zhong You?"

Zhong You finally stopped Zhen Wu outside the yard, turning around to ask him.

"Are you really going to bring a hunting dog over?" Zhong You was speechless.

"What else can I do? Didn’t you come up with the idea? I think it’s quite good," Zhen Wu said just so.

He truly thought the idea was very good. After all, he didn’t want to continue dealing with the troublesome child and couldn’t ask for help from the lady of the house. How could he and Jiang Zuo, two grown men, manage such a raucous child?

After all, in the vast Prince Mo’s Mansion, settling the child wasn’t his only concern—there were other things waiting for him to do.

"Good? What’s good about it?"

Zhong You was amused by his words.

"That little rascal is clever. The dogs might guard for a while, but if he feeds them a few pieces of meat each day, he’ll soon be on good terms with them. Wouldn’t that be in vain?"

After all, he had done exactly that, and now the hunting dogs listened to him, wagging their tails whenever they saw him!

"Is he really that smart?"

Upon hearing Zhong You’s words, Zhen Wu’s eyes widened in surprise.

"Then what should we do? You have no idea, Zhong You. Just the past couple of days, I’ve already reassigned thirty guards and thirty maids from the mansion to keep an eye on this little guy."

"You don’t need to go through all that trouble," Zhong You shook his head.

"Haven’t you noticed? When the Fifth Young Master heard us mention the hunting dogs, his eyes didn’t show fear but excitement."

"Ah?"

Zhen Wu’s mouth hung open, staring at Zhong You in shock.

This was something he had truly failed to notice because his mind was preoccupied with how to pacify the little troublemaker.