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Chapter 102

Chang Dingwen brought Yannu and others to the best residence, which has a single three-story building and yard, as well as a special practice room and study room.

"Several stay here first, and I will inform my uncle right away."

He also arranged two maidservants for the crowd, and then left.

Everyone rushed all the way, Miaohan went directly to take a bath and change clothes with a maid, Huang Banyun deeply felt that his strength was insufficient, so he entered meditation and practiced kung fu, hoping to quench his body as soon as possible.

Yan Nu was very energetic, sitting cross-legged on the couch, chatting with another maidservant.

The maid was very restrained, her words were reserved, and she didn't dare to look up at him.

"Look at me..."

"The slaves dare not."

"What's wrong with that?"

Yan Nu lay on his back directly, facing the maid who was kneeling with her head bowed.

The maid was startled, and took small steps back on her knees.

Yannu is like a reptile, crawling on the ground with his elbows, always facing each other.

The two retreated one by one, chased by the other, and finally the maid was forced to a corner.

The maid was stunned, and tremblingly said: "Why is this noble?"

"Noble man? I'm a pariah." Yan Nu was taken aback.

"..." The maid was very nervous and found that no answer was appropriate.

She looked at Yan Nu's simple and honest smiling face, but because she was looking backwards, Yan Nu's expression in her eyes was very strange.

This made her very scared, worried that the nobleman in front of her was the kind who played with a big heart.

"Whatever orders the nobleman has, the slaves will definitely obey."

"I told you to look at me, but you didn't listen, and you said I was a nobleman?" Yan Nu smiled and sat up.

The maid plucked up the courage to look up at him, and saw that he was tall, sitting cross-legged, and had already blocked the corner of the wall.

If she wanted to leave, she could only squeeze out from the left and right, and would definitely bump into the nobleman.

Immediately obediently shrank in the corner, carefully answering Yan Nu's homely questions.

Yan Nu soon learned that her name was Lu He, she was 17 years old, two years older than herself.

She escaped because her hometown was ransacked by the Hu Man. Because of her handsome appearance, she was selected as a maidservant in Chang's house, and after special training, she was assigned to the disciples.

There are still many people like this. According to the needs of the diners, Yan Nu belongs to the top diners. It is very rare to arrange only two, which is obviously done deliberately by Chang Dingwen.

Some masters asked for three hundred servants, and the Chang family did not miss it.

"Who? Who wants three hundred servants?" Yan Nu asked curiously.

Lu He was surprised: "No, the slave girl made a mistake."

It is a big taboo to provoke the relationship between the diners. She knows that Yan Nu is the top diner she has invited.

"My name is Yannu. I don't need your help here... I'm going to practice."

Lu He trembled, and said in horror: "But you want to use slaves to practice?"

"Huh? How can I use you to practice? Do you want to practice against me?" Yan Nu got up and took the gun, posing a gun flower.

"Your servant made a slip of the tongue, your servant does not know martial arts." Lu He lowered her head and breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Nu behaved pervertedly, and asked all kinds of questions, and finally said that there is no one here to help, and he wants to practice kung fu.

How could this prevent Lu He from thinking of the requests of some diners.

Seeing that it was difficult to talk to her, Yan Nu walked into the courtyard with a gun to practice.

Lu He immediately prepared tea, snacks and fresh water towels for aromatherapy, and then knelt and waited in the aisle outside the house.

Half an hour later, a man in a green shirt, refreshed and handsome, walked quickly.

Wearing a Ziwu crown on his head, a chic Taoist robe with wide sleeves fluttering, his neck is slender, his skin is as clean as snow, his facial features are peerless, and his temperament is like the wisdom of heaven and earth.

Yan Nu looked at it and was delighted: "Xue'er, you look really good in this dress."

It was Miao Han who came, but she was dressed in men's clothing, plus hair accessories and walking posture, she looked like a handsome young man.

The level of Thrushcross is completely incomparable.

"When you come to Gaomi City, you have to deal with people. Maybe you have to go in and out of the military camp. It's better to be a man."

Miaohan knew that as a woman, it was very difficult for her to use her skills.

Countless people will despise her or reject her because of this, the more talented she is, the more uncomfortable some people will be... At that time, there will be a lot of inconvenience in doing things.

That being the case, just show yourself as a man!
Anyway, in today's world, men are more beautiful than women, which is a great advantage...

Seeing that this young master is as beautiful as jade and elegant, people will only appreciate him very much!

When the time comes, if you show your talent again, you will be a generation of celebrities!Work will undoubtedly be much easier to carry out!
"By the way, don't call me Xue'er, you are not my elder brother...you have to call me Biaozi." Miao Han suddenly corrected.

Yan Nu wondered: "Isn't your name Zhu Yanxue? My Aunt taught me to call you that, why don't I call you Yan Xue?"

He didn't want to be called Miaohan. Ever since Ah Weng told him about Xue'er's existence, what he had in mind was that Zhu Yanxue was his family member, and he felt uncomfortable changing his name.

"Not to mention! These are all my boudoir names. Except for my parents and close relatives, only special people can call them." Miao Han blushed a little.

"What special person?"

Miao Han rolled her eyes, but she couldn't explain it, fearing that Yan Nu would say something abrupt again.

So he said, "Look, I'm wearing men's clothing now, and you call me Xue'er, how can I pretend to be a man?"

"So, in front of outsiders, you can call me Mr. Zhu."

Yan Nu nodded to show that he understood.

At this time, Chang Dingwen came back and informed them: Chang Ziyun hosted a banquet in the army to welcome them.

Everyone called Huang Banyun down to prepare for the banquet.

Before leaving, Yan Nu suddenly turned around and saw Lu He following him with things.

There are so many people coming and going, everyone coming in and out, this little maid is constantly changing her position with her things, always maintaining a position that does not make people feel in the way, and at the same time can step forward at any time.

"Is this for me?"

Lu He nodded: "Please wash your face."

Yan Nu immediately ate all the tea and cakes on it, and before he finished, he drank a large bowl of clean water for him to wash and even the aromatherapy on the side.

Finally wiped his mouth with a towel: "Tsk, this smells so good, thank you."

Yan Nu finished the CD, and walked away with a strong fragrance while talking, making Lu He look stupid.

Let him clean his face, not clean his bowl!What the hell is drinking the spices...

Combining the previous performance, Lu He finally realized that Yan Nu is a person who doesn't understand any rules and has no concept of superiority or inferiority in his heart.

He didn't know that he could make a servant die with a single word, that only his parents and husband could call a woman's boudoir name, and that spices were not for him to drink.

"Fortunately, it's Baihualu..." Lu He smiled happily.

Since he was glad that nothing would happen to Yan Nu if he drank it, after all he had something to do, so he had to die.

At the same time, I am also glad that I have been assigned to a master who is easy to serve.

She knew very well that some of the servants treated servants as consumables, compared to Yannu, who was simply too easy to serve.

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On the way, Chang Dingwen spread his heart out in the carriage and said something.

Only then did everyone realize that Chang Dingwen's status in the family is not high, probably ranked fourth.

His father died in the battle of Jishui, but before he died, he gave the position of head of the family to his younger brother Chang Ziyun.

This is indeed for the sake of the overall situation, and it is also because the generals of the Chang family are in charge, so there is a situation where they are striving to grow and fight bravely.

However, Chang Ziyun only has daughters and no sons, so the position of head of the family will eventually return to the direct line.

And there are three direct descendants, Chang Dingwen is the third son, and he has two elder brothers.

Traditionally, the heir must be the boss, but Chang Ziyun is very special. He said that if the bald family is not defeated, the Chang family will have to die.

At that time, the family will be dead, and there will be no inheritance or non-inheritance.

Therefore, Hu Man must be defeated first, and whoever made the greatest contribution in it will give up the position of Patriarch.

In this way, the three brothers all did their best to fight against Hu Man, trying their best to win over the strong and offer advice.

Although there are three factions in the family, and the followers have their own masters, at least the common goal is to defeat the Bald Clan.

"Your uncle sees clearly, no, I admire your father even more." Miao Han was very emotional.

The determination of the previous generation's patriarch to give up his position to his younger brother is very important, otherwise, no matter how strong Chang Ziyun is, he will not be able to maintain the current situation without a title.

Chang Dingwen said solemnly: "Brother Jiang, you have destroyed the Zhang family. With my uncle's character, I don't care. As long as you have the strength to convince the crowd, it will be of great help in defeating Hu Man... What kind of stain, he It can all be ignored."

"How much resources you can get depends on your uncle's examination of Yan Nu, right?" Miao Han thought.

"That's right!"

Miao Han immediately asked: "Can you win the sole command of the army? Or the sole control of the land?"

Chang Dingwen was surprised, this power is too great: "Well... If brother Jiang is stronger than my uncle, I can fight for it, but you have to know, it's not just about force."

"You try to fight for it." Miaohan said expectantly.

Soon, a group of people arrived at the military barracks in the city, and saw a big banquet in front of the big tent.

And there was a man who was dancing a gun in the field. He was wearing heavy armor, but his steps were very light.

A Zhangba spear, agile and elegant.

Behind the banquet table next to it, there are military generals sitting in one row, and scribes sitting in the other row, which are quite distinct.

"Uncle, this is Chashan Jiangyan, and this is Mr. Zhu." Chang Dingwen had already learned about her intentions from Miaohan on Chang Dingwen Road, and expressed his agreement.

In order to resist the barbarians, the Chang family recruited talents, and the internal staff had complicated backgrounds, except that there were no women.

So if Miaohan really wants to make a difference, he has to be a man, otherwise he can only eat and drink as a noble lady who comes to visit the Zhu family.Even because she has not left the cabinet, there will still be a lot of gossip.

"Please take a seat."

Chang Ziyun was the general who danced the spear. He didn't stop moving, but his speech became more and more violent, exuding a terrifying intent to kill the spear, which put pressure on everyone.

Even if people closed their eyes, they seemed to be able to see him performing martial arts, and countless gun shadows flashed through their minds.

Yan Nu sat next to the general, and Miao Han sat opposite.

He was appreciating it with relish, when suddenly he felt the pressure increase sharply, and the terrifying spear intent instantly concentrated, directly hitting Yan Nu's soul, making his scalp numb.

But it was just numb, after all, Miao Han was on the opposite side, and Yan Nu got used to this kind of gun attack as soon as he came up.

"There are two brushes...they resisted my spear intent without expressing their own artistic conception?" Chang Ziyun secretly praised.

Most of the martial arts in the field are good, especially the generals who have seats, all of them are top masters.

They could all see that Chang Ziyun was trying to test the strength of Xiaoyan Nu.

After all, here is a newcomer. Chang Dingwen claims that he has superb martial arts, plus the record of destroying the Zhang family and killing Zhang Suwen, he is a truly shocking warrior.

However, the taint of destroying the Zhang family is too great. If it is just an ordinary shocking martial artist, it is still not easy to reuse for the sake of the overall situation.

So as soon as he came up, Chang Ziyun was going to test him.

"What about his artistic conception? How dare he carry it?"

"At such a young age, the power of mind is so strong?"

Several veterans showed surprise on their faces. You must know that Chang Ziyun is definitely a top-notch figure among the four-element warriors. These so-called top masters can't even hold a breath under their artistic conception.

"Hulu..." Yan Nu didn't notice their thoughts at all, he looked at it for a while, then suddenly lowered his head and noticed a table of good dishes.

Many of the chicken, duck and fish meats were new to him, and they were all delicious in color and flavor.

He twitched his index finger, and immediately began to eat with this tingle!

For him, to treat guests to dinner is to eat.

"Hiss!" There was a commotion in the bystanders.

When Chang Dingwen saw it, he was a little surprised. He knew that Yannu was powerful, but he had no idea how powerful he was.

It's just that Yan Nu could eat calmly under the impact of his uncle's gun intent.

And the appetite is huge, stuffing something into the mouth, chewing two mouthfuls and swallowing it, a chicken does not even spit out the bones after eating it!
"Good!" Many generals admired it and praised on the spot.

The more powerful the warrior, the bigger the appetite, and the more voraciously he eats.

There is no doubt that Yan Nu displayed the heroic posture of an unrivaled warrior at this moment.

"Delicious!" He gnawed on the pig's trotters, saw others applaud, looked left and right, everyone was watching him eat, and immediately nodded in agreement, with a satisfied expression on his face.

At the same time, a steady stream of spear intentions accumulated in his mind, gathering more and more.

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　PS: sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)