Chapter seven hundred and forty-six how wide the interests of the uncle
"What did you find?"
The other three asked in unison.
"Zhong, does Uncle Zhong live on the mountain?" Kuai She did not answer, but asked instead.
Because Gongyang Guantu forced Mo Sang to call Zhong Wen "Master's Uncle", the other three old men followed suit. As a result, Zhong Wen inexplicably gained four more "Master's Nephews" without even knowing it.
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"According to what Miss Yin said, it should be so," Mo Sang replied.
"You see, this girl in green clothes can't wait to throw herself into Uncle Zhong's arms as soon as she sees him." Kuai She pointed at Zheng Yueting and Zhong Wen who were tired of each other and said, "You guys were chatting just now.
When I was there, I saw Uncle Zhong kissing the girl in orange clothes over there."
"What!" Mo Sang and Hu Yang exclaimed in unison.
"So what?" Yusuke remained expressionless.
"Also, don't you think that Miss Yin's expression was a bit shy when she was talking to Master Zhong just now?" Kuai She continued, "Isn't it a bit like the way Junior Sister Song was talking to the Young Pavilion Master?"
"Yes, is there?" Yusuke's expression suddenly became a little stiff.
"When you say that, it seems true." Mo Sang's face showed a look of sudden realization.
"Junior Brother Kuai, what exactly do you want to say?" Hu Yang finally couldn't help but ask.
"If this is really a women's sect, how come there is a man living here?" A trace of hesitation flashed across Kuai She's face, and he finally spoke out his speculation, "Do you think it is possible that Piaohua Palace belongs to Uncle Zhong...
...Harem?”
"You, you mean, these many beautiful girls," Hu Yang couldn't help exclaiming, "are all Uncle Zhong's women?"
"No, it can't be?" Mo Sang swallowed hard and stammered, "How can there be such a happy man in the world?"
Just at this time, another two beautiful figures, white and green, slowly walked out from the backyard. The two women looked to be about thirty years old. They both had stunning looks and moving bodies. They always exuded the unique charm of mature women.
Charming charm.
Before Mo Sang and the others had time to marvel, they saw Zhong Wen quickly approaching the two women. Without saying a word, he spread out his arms, hugged the graceful body of the woman in white, and kissed her soft cheeks hard.
He kissed her hard, then came to the woman in green next to him, smiled and reached out to touch her belly.
"Master, junior brother, it's really what you said!" Hu Yang suddenly felt that his outlook on life had been impacted like never before. He couldn't help but be stunned and murmured to himself, "Many of the beauties in this Piaohua Palace are indeed Uncle Zhong's concubines.
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"Where is the law of heaven, where is the law of heaven!" Mo Sang scratched his hair desperately, almost unable to control his jealousy, "A fairy like this is so beautiful and wise, and the moon is shy of the flowers. Ordinary people just pray to gods and worship Buddha and burn high incense.
He may not be able to get one, but he actually, he actually..."
He was so excited that his words were incoherent and he couldn't even speak clearly.
"Excuse me."
A clear and delicate voice came from behind, and the four of them turned around, only to see a girl in a yellow shirt who looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old appearing at the main entrance of the compound.
The girl has a delicate face, skin as white as snow, and a delicate and slender figure. She is carrying a sledgehammer taller than herself on her right shoulder, and she is carrying several sacks in her left hand. Each one is bulging, and you can tell at a glance that it is heavy.
For some reason, in front of such a young girl, Mo Sang and others felt an indescribable pressure, and unconsciously stepped away to make way for a path.
"Thanks!"
The girl nodded politely, and then walked forward quickly. She quickly passed the position of the four people and walked directly towards Zhong Wen. Her steps were light and her face was calm. The sledgehammer and the sack seemed to have failed to bring her any benefit at all.
burden.
"Brother Chef!"
As she approached Zhong Wen, the girl casually put the hammer and sack on the ground, making a loud "bang" sound. Then she stepped forward and took Zhong Wen's arm. While shaking it from side to side, she said affectionately, "I know.
Wrong, these are the ingredients I bought from the mountains to compensate you, please don’t be angry, okay?”
"Silly girl, it's a good thing that you can still buy food today, don't eat it secretly in the future!" Zhong Wen was so pestered by her that he couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to gently touch the top of the girl's head and warned softly, "I really want to eat, and
I said that’s it, is it possible that I can still starve you?”
"Brother Chef, you are so kind!" The girl's face lit up when she heard this, and she hugged Zhong Wen's arm tighter.
"He doesn't even let go of girls who are fourteen or fifteen years old?" You Jie was so shocked that his jaw almost fell to the ground, "Uncle Zhong has such a wide range of interests, he is truly a god!"
"In the past, my master asked me to call him uncle, and I was still a little bit unconvinced." Mo Sang said with a chuckle, "Now it seems that if I can learn half of his methods, it is not an exaggeration to call him master!"
"Zhong Wen, it's almost evening,"
Another beautiful female voice appeared in the courtyard, like a kingfisher flicking water or an oriole coming out of the valley. It was mixed with a trace of heart-stirring charm. Once you hear it, your heart will beat red involuntarily.
I couldn't help myself, "How long until dinner starts?"
The next person who appeared in front of everyone was a peerless beauty wearing a blue silk satin dress, her upper body covered with a layer of delicate tulle, and an aquamarine gemstone necklace hanging on her chest.
Her skin is like a hibiscus, and her face that can be blown is inlaid with perfect facial features, her eyes are shining like stars, her black hair hangs down to her waist, swaying slightly with the mountain breeze, she is so beautiful
Impossible.
With every move of her hands and every move, the hearts of Mo Sang and others were affected. Even their breathing was out of their control. Their eyes wanted to stick to her body and never move away.
Every cent.
In front of such a look, the Nine Heavens Profound Girl and the Queen Mother of Yaochi all feel ashamed.
This is not the kind of beauty that should exist in the mortal world!
"Sister Palace Master has changed into new clothes. She looks really good." Zhong Wen was lost for a long time before he finally recovered and commented with a smile in extremely simple language.
"These are the clothes in Senior Lin Xingyue's necklace." Lin Zhiyun's fair cheeks turned slightly red, becoming brighter and more charming. Even the women around her couldn't help but exclaim, "Am I thinking about the New Year?
There should be some new atmosphere.”
"The meal is almost ready." Zhong Wen shamelessly praised a few more times before returning to the topic, "We just need to decorate the yard and then we can start eating."
"I'm here to help!"
Hearing that the yard was to be decorated, Liu Qiqi volunteered.
"Qiqi, you will be in charge of the tables and chairs." Zhong Wen was not polite and started to give orders directly, "Ning'er, you arrange the 'Zinnixiang' around the yard. Xiaowan, go to the kitchen and get my iron pot.
,No stealing food is allowed..."
He directed everything in an orderly manner. After a while, the fragrance of flowers and meat overflowed in the yard. Tables, chairs, pots, ladles and other utensils were also available, giving it a vague smell of a picnic.
"Female, goddess!" The moment he saw Lin Zhiyun, the arrogant look on Youjie's face had long since disappeared, and his original deep voice involuntarily raised an octave and became quite sharp, "How could this happen in the world?
Is there such a beautiful woman?"
"She, if she is willing to smile at me, it would be worth dying now." The expression on Kuai She's face was like a nymphomaniac, "If I could touch her little hand, I would rather never wash my hands in this life."
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"Look, she, she is blushing at Master Zhong." Hu Yang couldn't stop thinking, "I have never been so jealous of Master Zhong at this moment. Hurry up and catch me, otherwise I can't guarantee that I will do it later.
I won’t rush forward and fight my uncle to the death!”
"boom!"
Mo Sang lost his mind, stumbled, and hit something hard on his back.
He turned around to look, and what he saw was a huge, round head. The word "王" above his forehead looked even more majestic and domineering against the backdrop of his white skin.
Damn it, this is... a tiger?
Only then did Mo Sang notice that there was actually a huge white tiger in the yard.
"Ouch!"
The white tiger opened its huge mouth, exposed its sharp fangs, and grinned at him.
Mo Sang felt that his legs were weak and he fell to the ground with a thump, almost peeing out of fear.
"It's the Chinese New Year, and without music to accompany me, I feel like something is missing."
Zhong Wen naturally did not pay attention to the complicated emotions of the four people. He looked around and suddenly sighed, "It would be great if Yi Ru is still here, but it's a pity, it's a pity!"
"Want some music?"
A silent Nangong Ling suddenly said, "I know a thing or two about music, but I wonder if you have any musical instruments at hand?"
Musical instrument?
Zhong Wen's heart moved, and a strange instrument appeared out of thin air in his hand. It didn't look like a guitar, and it didn't look like a guqin.
Astonishingly, it is the "Liu Xian Qin" obtained from the storage bracelet of Feng Wuya, one of the five great sages in ancient times.
"What kind of piano is this?" Nangong Ling's eyes lit up, "Show me."
Zhong Wen handed over the six-stringed qin as he was told, and was about to explain that it was an ancient instrument and he didn't know how to play it.
Unexpectedly, Nangong Ling held the six-stringed qin and played with it casually for a moment. The corners of his mouth suddenly raised slightly, and a light flashed in his beautiful eyes, as if he had understood something.
Immediately afterwards, a lively and melodious melody instantly lingered in the courtyard of Piaohua Palace.