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Chapter 1842 Stop and make a robbery 9

Whether practicing swordsmanship outside the house or reading a book with the window open, he could always see the "fat and skinny" female gangster looking at her from a distance with no good intentions, which made Mu Hanqing despise and irritate her.

But if you don't practice martial arts, your martial arts will be wasted, and you will develop a habit over the years. Unless you are out on the road, as long as you stop, it is the rule of Zhongyong Hou Mansion to practice martial arts at Yinshi.

He had no choice but to be shameless and get up as soon as Yin Shi arrived. Taking advantage of the fact that it was still dark and there were few people around, he quickly finished practicing and went back to the house.

But I really admire some female bandits. Knowing that they get up early, they get up early to see them.

Fortunately today, no one came to see him. After practice, Mu Hanqing entered the room. Liang Cheng had prepared hot water early, twisted a hot towel and handed it over.

After Mu Hanqing took it and wiped his sweat, he sat at the table and waited for breakfast.

They take good care of him here. When he finishes practicing martial arts, breakfast will be served. About every time he leaves the house, the caretaker will go to the kitchen and prepare breakfast. By the time he finishes, breakfast will be cooked.

A bandit in his early twenties came over with a food box on his arm and placed the food in the box on the table. Then he said: "Please use it slowly, uncle."

Mu Hanqing, who was sitting at the table, almost fell off his chair. What did you call him? Uncle!

The bandit smiled and looked beaming: "Don't worry, uncle, the military advisor has severely criticized those little prodigals. Whoever dares to covet my uncle again in the future will be severely punished."

Coveting... Mu Hanqing couldn't laugh or cry. Also, how could he care about the village leader's husband so casually?

"These are cooked by the second aunt who specializes in cooking for the village owner. Only the village owner and her son can eat these in our village. I would like to try her craftsmanship. Please use it slowly." After saying this, the bandit went out.

Well, give him the proper treatment as the husband of the village master.

Mu Hanqing felt a little unable to cough or swallow, and his appetite was completely gone. But when he saw the white porridge and four dishes of side dishes on the table, they were all very appetizing, and his appetite suddenly came back. He picked up the bowl and ate

Got up.

The pickled melons are crisp, sweet and salty; the fermented tofu is full of liquor flavor and extremely tender; the stir-fried vegetables are cooked just right; the sauced duck is very flavorful. The vegetables and porridge are all prepared according to his own instructions, and I still feel more satisfied after eating them.

The House of Zhongyong Hou is also very particular about food, and Mu Hanqing, who is used to eating delicious food, feels that the cooking skills of this second aunt are no worse than those of the cooks in the house and the famous restaurants and wineries outside.

Then I thought about it, even ordinary well-off people can eat this table, maybe it's just that the home-cooked food is good.

At noon, the food that was delivered was only for him. Liang Cheng's food was delivered separately, and it was just like what he had eaten before. Comparing the two, the ingredients used were similar, but the second aunt cooked them.

It tastes much better and sometimes more refined.

In the afternoon, they actually brought him snacks, saying that the village owner was just like him.

Looking at the hibiscus rolls, lotus meat cakes, and mung bean cakes pressed into flower shapes, it seems that only the palace can have such exquisite pastries.

I picked up a piece of mung bean cake, took a bite, and immediately the cotton ball spread in my mouth. The mung beans were shelled!

Thinking of the weapons in the hands of those little bandit leaders, Mu Hanqing couldn't help but fell into deep thought, where did the Black Tiger Village come from. Gu

Marquis Zhongyong arrived at Black Tiger Village with a hundred people. According to the law, any prince who enters the capital is only allowed to bring no more than a hundred people with him. Although Marquis Zhongyong is not a relative of the emperor, the late emperor saw that the ancestors of Marquis Zhongyong followed the great ancestor to expand the territory.

He was not afraid of rebellious ministers and traitors several times, and helped the emperor to successfully ascend the throne. He had been loyal to the emperor for generations, and had great military exploits. The standard of honor for him to enter the capital was the same as that of a county king.

In the hall, Mu Hanqing finally met his father Zhongyong Hou.

"Father, the child is incompetent." Mu Hanqing lowered his head in shame. Being captured and detained in a bandit's den was not a matter of honoring his ancestors.

Zhongyong Hou, who usually has a bold personality, laughed and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. As the saying goes, no acquaintance can be made without fighting. I was shocked when I just received the news. Then I found out that I was rescued by the heroes of Black Tiger Village, and then I felt relieved. By the way.

, where is the leader of the village? I wanted to see you along the way!"

Mu Hanqing opened his mouth slightly. Is his father confused, or is he acting? He is not in a hurry to see his son, but he wants to see the female bandit. Does he really think he is his daughter-in-law?

The military advisor in charge of the reception smiled and said: "The village master has been weak and sick since he was a child. He happened to be a little unwell today. When he feels better someday, he will definitely pay homage to the Marquis in person."

She was frail and sick, and she was shouting about taking back the territory with a whip, but she didn't look like a rich lady. She was probably an ugly daughter-in-law who couldn't see her parents-in-law, so she hid, Mu Hanqing complained.

"Oh, he is weak." Marquis Zhongyong took a sip of tea and said thoughtfully: "When we get to the capital, I will find some imperial doctors to show the village master a look."

"When the village leader was born, there was a big accident. His wife died in childbirth. Without her mother, there are only women looking for milk for their children to drink. If not, there are only cattle, sheep, and even rice soup." The military advisor explained: "Fortunately,

I found this treasure land and finally stabilized."

Seeing that Marquis Zhongyong was listening quietly and carefully, while the prince looked impatient, he quickly added: "Now that I have been nursed back to health, except for a slightly weakened constitution, there is no major problem. There will be no problem in having children."

Mu Hanqing rolled his eyes, who wanted to hear this, and urged: "Dad, when are we leaving?"

Logically speaking, after retrieving the detained son, we should leave as soon as possible, as far away from the bandits' den as possible. But Zhongyong Hou said: "No hurry, no hurry! It won't be too late to leave after meeting the leader of the village."

Now Mu Hanqing was stunned. What kind of drug did Black Tiger Village give his father to make the Marquis identify this daughter-in-law?

Seeing that Marquis Zhongyong was like this, the military advisor had no intention of leaving anyone behind: "The emperor has issued an order for the prince to enter the capital. It is difficult to disobey the emperor's order, so please go ahead. The village leader will arrive after cleaning up."

"That's fine." Thinking about the fact that an unmarried girl is brought with her, it would be inappropriate to say this. After thinking for a while, the Marquis asked: "When you get to the capital, you must come to see me. Zhongyong Mansion also has a small house in the capital.

, although it is not big, it can only aggrieve the village owner."

Mu Hanqing continued to roll his eyes. When he arrived in the capital, he would kill the bandits with one knife. He would not judge the crime. If he didn't want to do it, he could just tie him up and send him to the government. This old man was really kind, and he actually invited him as a guest.

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Marquis." The military advisor thanked him and declined: "After all, I am the leader of the village, so it is not suitable to disturb the family. Besides, if you spend some money to buy a small house, Black Tiger Village still has the money."

It's best if you don't come, because you bandits are wise.

The Marquis nodded: "This reminds me, after I meet you, I will immediately ask the emperor to grant a marriage, so that I, Qing'er, can marry the leader of the village as soon as possible."

I really asked him to marry me. When he heard this, Mu Hanqing almost fainted. However, he had been practicing martial arts for many years and was in good health. He could fight tigers and couldn't faint. He could only stare at the Marquis in surprise.

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