Datang Special Forces

Cheng was stunned.

Li Jing was seriously ill.

Cheng Shumo was not in a hurry to go to Chang'an to see Li Jing.

Walked to the door and took out a pill and handed it to the special forces.

"Tell Li Jing that this pill can make him live for three more days, and let him wait for me."

Cheng said silently.

The special forces took the pill and left.

Cheng Shumo returned to the room.

Looking at the clean house, I was in a good mood.

Come to the sofa and sit down.

How nice it is to have a remote control at this time.

One more microphone.

The little widow walked out of the room dressed in a white Han suit.

Seeing Cheng Shumo's little widow with a happy face, she walked to Cheng Shumo and sat down.

"I'm not busy today, I came back so early, I haven't cooked yet."

The little widow said.

Cheng Shumo looked at the little widow's clothes, and the little widow moved her lower butt and grabbed the collar with both hands.

Heart bristles, what is he going to do?

The left chest can not be shown to the boss, and the mother has explained it.

If Old Song knew that the little widow was like this, he would definitely beat her again.

Cheng was silent.

He just wanted to change the little widow's clothes, but he didn't think about anything else.

"Come man."

Cheng said silently.

Two special forces soldiers appeared at the door on standby.

"Let the boss of the cloth village come over with women's clothes."

Cheng Shumo said again.

Special forces should be.

Cheng Shumo looked at the little widow.

The face is black.

The little widow was actually getting farther and farther away from herself, and her little butt kept moving.

"You sit down for me."

Cheng said silently.

The little widow hesitated to sit beside Cheng Shumo, bowing her head and not saying a word.

Cheng Shu meditated on beating her ass a few times, but he couldn't bear it.

Looking at her hands pinching her neckline, Cheng Mo decided to forcibly open them.

One hand grabbed the little widow's two small hands.

Raising the little widow's hands above her head, the little widow was dumbfounded and couldn't protect it.

Cheng Shumo let out a strange laugh, and the other reached for the little widow's neckline.

In the middle of the little widow's exclamation, he silently saw the wolf's head tattoo.

The tattoo is not small, taking up half of the chest.

Seeing the wolf's head tattoo, Cheng Mo understood.

Understand why the little widow is afraid of Cheng Shu silently watching.

Cheng Shumo's identity and status know a lot of things.

This kind of tattoo is only available to the royal family of the Liao State.

Put down the little widow's hand.

The little widow covered her chest with her hands and tears in her eyes.

Very aggrieved.

Cheng Shumo was amused in his heart, he knew the character of the little widow after getting along for a long time.

Pure passive type, if not to come to the strong Cheng Mo can not see in this life.

"What are you still holding when you see it?"

Cheng Shumo teased.

The little widow was dumbfounded.

He looked down at his chest and then at Cheng Shumo.

The boss is right.

Already seen what are you still holding?

Let go of the little hand, take advantage of Cheng Shumo's lack of attention to the little widow's teeth and dance her claws and pounce on Cheng Shumo.

"You bully, I fought with you."

The little widow said.

Very fast.

Less than a round was caught by Cheng Shumo in his control.

Press on the couch to take advantage.

"Help, the bully of the household."

The little widow shouted.

Outside the gate, the special forces hurriedly went to guard outside the gate.

This sound is not audible.

The little widow quickly obeyed.

Start begging for mercy.

Cheng Shumo let her go.

The little widow sat beside Cheng Shumo, and she wanted to be more obedient and obedient.

If you can't beat it, you have to join.

Soon.

The owner of the cloth village who ranked high in Fufeng County came to the villa.

One by one, the bosses of the cloth village did not dare to raise their heads.

They know whose villa it is.

They also read the newspaper and knew that Cheng Shumo returned to Fufeng County and took back the control of Fufeng County.

Cheng Shumo walked out of the villa side by side with the little widow.

The proprietors hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"See King Fufeng Gun."

The boss of the cloth village said in unison.

This phrase practiced all the way in their hearts.

Cheng Shu nodded faintly.

"My wife needs clothes."

Cheng said silently.

The owner of the cloth estate should be.

Hurriedly instructed the seamstress behind to follow the little widow to measure the size.

"One night I'm going to see the clothes."

Cheng Shumo said again.

The owner of the cloth estate should be.

A little stressful, but not much.

Soon the tailors left.

"How much."

Cheng Shumo said again.

Where did the owner of the cloth village dare to ask for money, he hurriedly refused.

"It's how much money it takes, am I bad money? Remember not to be afraid of expensive, if I am not satisfied with the consequences you think for yourself.

Cheng said silently.

The last 100,000 transactions were made.

The little widow beside Cheng Shumo fainted directly in Cheng Shumo's arms.

What clothes cost 100,000?

Cheng silently picked up the little widow and returned to the villa.

Put the little widow on the bed.

The little widow woke up faintly.

Grabbed Cheng Shumo's sleeve with both hands.

"The 100,000 guan in charge is too expensive, they are deceiving people, what clothes are worth so much money?"

The little widow said.

Secretly calculated in his heart that the entire small city would not be able to take 100,000 guan.

Cheng Shumo sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed the little widow's big hand.

"Money is spent, if you don't spend it, it's not money, saving money for others is tiger force, there is wine today, drunk today, tomorrow worry, tomorrow worry."

Cheng said silently.

The little widow nodded slightly.

If you can't refute it, accept it.

With a sweet heart, I wanted to tell Old Song.

Mother, my clothes are worth a small city.

One night without a word.

The sky is shining.

The owner of the cloth village delivered the clothes.

Purple Hanfu.

It is embroidered with gold wire patterns.

The little widow blushed and changed her clothes with the help of Cheng Shumo.

This dress cannot be worn by a person.

After putting on his clothes, Cheng looked at the little widow silently.

This temperament.

Pure Faye Wong.

"Prepare the carriage and go to Chang'an."

Cheng Shu silently ordered.

Changan.

Lee family.

Cheng silently helped the little widow get off the carriage.

The two walked into Li's house hand in hand.

The entire Li family greeted.

"I've seen the county king."

"I've seen the princess."

Everyone in the Li family said in unison.

Cheng Shumo ignored them.

Come to the main hall.

Li Jing stood at the door.

Gray hair, with crutches in one hand.

Seeing Cheng Shumo Li Jing smiled.

Cheng smiled silently.

The two are nominally masters and apprentices.

Li Jing secretly did a lot of things for this master-apprentice relationship, but Cheng Shumo didn't know it.

"Haha, please."

Li Jinghao laughed heartily.

Cheng silently hugged his fist.

Enter the main hall.

"Come, take the princess to the backyard."

Li Jing said.

Cheng Shumo did not object.

Today is Li Jing's last hospitality, and no one dares to do anything.

The little widow was a little flustered, and took Cheng Shumo's big hand and didn't want to go.

Cheng Shumo smiled and said a few words of comfort.

The little widow then followed the maid to the backyard to attend the women's party.

Cheng sat down silently.

In the hall, there were only Cheng Shumo and Li Jing.

"Can you call a master."

Li Jing said.

At the last moment of his life, Li Jing still hoped that Cheng Shumo would be his successor.

Only Cheng Shumo took over his shift.

Cheng Shumo got up and bowed ninety degrees to Li Jing, bowing three times.

Li Jing sat down and got what he wanted.

"Apprentice, sit quickly, there are still three days of light for the teacher, how to teach you three days?"

Li Jing said.

Cheng Shumo nodded.

Li Jing laughed heartily.

"What is war?"

Li Jing said.

He doesn't have much time and doesn't want to talk nonsense.

"Kill all the enemies."

Cheng Shumo replied.

"First there is war, then there is dispute, attack the heart is the top, the siege is the bottom, remember that the most taboo thing in war is to underestimate the enemy, and war is that you die and I die."

Li Jing said.