Datang: My bedroom is the same as Changle's boudoir

Duke Ying's mansion, at the gate.

"Master Mo!"

The guards at the gate also knew how good Mo Wuhen was with his master.

Seeing Mo Wuhen and others coming to the door, he hastily stepped forward to say hello.

"Is Brother Cheng at home?"

Mo Wuhen asked.

"Yes, master is practicing martial arts in the courtyard!"

"Oh! Everyone knows about Brother Cheng's three tricks, I'd like to go and have a look."

"I don't know if I can go in!"

"This…"

The guards were a bit embarrassed, after all, they were just guarding the gate, even if Mo Wuhen had a good relationship with their master, they had no right to let them in.

"Let them in!"

When the guards were in trouble, a voice came from behind Mo Wuhen.

Mo Wuhen turned his head and saw a man with a disheveled face and a foul smell.

"you are?"

"Hello, Second Young Master!"

Mo Wuhen just wanted to ask, who is this beggar-like person.

Hearing the greetings from the guards, he told Mo Wuhen the answer.

"Cheng Chuliang?"

"Yes, Uncle!"

[Cheng Chuliang's resentment value +999]
[Cheng Chuliang's resentment value +999]
For the word "uncle", Mo Wuhen seemed to hear endless resentment.

However, Mo Wuhen also felt that this was more than what Li Shimin provided once he was angry.

However, seeing Cheng Chuliang's appearance, Mo Wuhen really felt a little sorry.

Although he couldn't bear it, Mo Wuhen still covered his nose just like Li Lizhi and Xiao Wuzhao.

Sympathy belongs to sympathy, but the smell is really smelly.

It's not that Cheng Chuliang can't smell the stench, it's just that after staying in the pigsty for a long time, he doesn't have such a big reaction.

As the saying goes, "Long time living in Lanshi does not smell its fragrance, long time living in Baoshi does not smell its smell", it may be referring to Cheng Chuliang's current appearance.

Seeing everyone's dislike, especially in front of women, he couldn't bear it any longer. He wanted to wash up first, and he was looking for Mo Wuhen to settle the score.

"Uncle, you go ahead, I'll go take a shower and change clothes first!"

"Here! This, you use it in the shower!"

Mo Wuhen took out a milky white cube from his backpack and threw it to Cheng Chuliang.

"What is this?"

"Soap, like saponins, is mainly used to deodorize!"

Although Mo Wuhen gave him such a novelty, he was not happy at all for some reason.

...

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

"Hasa!"

The three of Mo Wuhen heard the voice of Cheng Yaojin practicing martial arts from the yard, and walked over following the sound.

I saw Cheng Yaojin holding a large Xuanhua ax in his hand, doing all the hype in the courtyard.

hack!receive!dig!
Although there are only three moves back and forth, each move has a hidden murderous intent, which can be described as powerful!

"call!"

Cheng Yaojin played his three tricks again, took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

From the corner of his eyes, he saw the three of Mo Wuhen.

Feeling pleasantly surprised, with a happy face, he threw the ax and moved towards several people.

"Brother Mo, why didn't you notify me when you came? I'll entertain you!"

Cheng Yaojin smiled and complained to Mo Wuhen.

Mo Wuhen looked at Cheng Yaojin and smiled, and said, "As soon as I come, is your cow happy to death?"

"Oh!"

"Yes, yes! There must be!"

Hearing what Mo Wuhen said, Cheng Yaojin immediately understood that he was here to eat.

It just so happened that he also wanted to eat beef. Since Mo Wuhen came, of course he had to do his best to be a landlord.

"Old Zhao, go to the backyard to see if there are any happy cows, and you know how to do it!"

Cheng Yaojin called casually, the housekeeper passing by the road.

"By the way, here are seasonings, here are potatoes, here are tomatoes..."

Mo Wuhen took out one food after another from his bag, and Cheng Yaojin was amazed to see it.

Old Zhao was almost buried by the things Mo Wuhen took out.

"And this is the recipe!"

"Brother Mo, I didn't expect you to have so many novelties. You even bring your own seasonings and side dishes!"

Cheng Yaojin said jokingly.

"Let me tell you, Brother Cheng, your cook will make these later, don't wait to eat your tongue!"

"Hahaha, when you say that, I'm looking forward to it!"

Cheng Yaojin laughed loudly, he had witnessed Mo Wuhen's miracle with his own eyes, and he was also a little curious about how delicious today's lunch was.

"Brother Mo, I heard that you beat up the sons of my eldest grandson Wuji's family, Fang Xuanling's family, and Du Ruhui's family?"

"That's right, they drank too much and came to find trouble, and I beat them up!"

"Haha, they deserve it, they should be beaten up!"

Cheng Yaojin walked to the place where the ax was just thrown, bent down to pick it up, played with it casually, and brought a breeze.

"Brother Mo, come to practice?"

Cheng Yaojin didn't know what level Mo Wuhen was, but he knew that Fang Yiai was a man, although he was ignorant, but he was born with supernatural powers, and ordinary soldiers couldn't take him down.

But I didn't expect that Mo Wuhen could fight three against one, and it is said that he was not injured at all.

Aroused the love of talents, and wanted to try Mo Wuhen, who has a few catties and a few taels.

"it is good!"

Ever since Mo Wuhen possessed Xing Daorong's strength, he has hardly used it much.

Except for beating Chang Sun Chong and others before, it was basically for shopping with Li Lizhi.

He also wanted to know what his current level was like.

"Then you choose a weapon that is convenient for you, don't say that I, Lao Cheng, bullied you!"

Mo Wuhen looked at the weapon rack beside him, and picked up the big Xuanhua ax surrounded by heavy weapons.

"ax?"

Obviously, Cheng Yaojin was quite surprised by Mo Wuhen's choice. After all, few people know how to use an ax nowadays, and even his sons use half-assed axes.

"Brother Mo, choose something simpler! Don't look at me putting the ax in the middle, it's because I use an ax, that's why I did it, this ax is heavy!"

Mo Wuhen reached out and took it out, and the moment he held it in his hand, Xing Daorong's ax technique appeared in his mind like enlightenment.

Originally, Mo Wuhen wanted to shake his head, expressing his refusal.

However, there is an urge to speak in the mouth, and it is a mouthful.

"No need, Mo Wuhen was not born to me, the way of the ax is like a long night!"

Mo Wuhen played with the Xuanhua axe, and Li Lizhi and Li Lizhi both praised each other again and again!

Cheng Yaojin saw that Mo Wuhen did something like this, and what he said just now was really domineering, so he will use it in the same way in the future.

Cheng Yaojin thought about it when he became a general in the future, he came up and said, Cheng Yaojin was not born to me, the way of the ax is as long as the night, how domineering this is!
Just as Cheng Yaojin was falling into a beautiful fantasy, he heard Mo Wuhen say again:

"Ant, hurry up and please me!"