As soon as he stepped into the Nanyang Marquis' Mansion, Wen Huaian felt that the atmosphere in the mansion was very strange. The servants looked at him with respect and a hint of sympathy.
Wen Huaian's eyes flickered slightly.
Tang Cheng smiled secretly in his heart, thinking that his father the Marquis was preparing to settle the score later.
Before marriage, Wen Huaian was the eldest son of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion. After marriage, Wen Huaian became the son-in-law. They were family members, so of course there was no need to be polite to them.
I guess my father the Marquis has been waiting for this day for a long time.
Tang Cheng was in a good mood and ready to watch the show.
The servant led the way in front. Wen Huaian was quite familiar with the Nanyang Marquis Mansion. This road clearly did not lead to the main courtyard, but to the martial arts training ground.
Wen Huaian: “…”
He suddenly remembered that Tang Cheng had once asked him about his martial arts skills, and his mind suddenly became clear.
It seems that my father-in-law is preparing to settle the score later.
Wen Huaian's mouth twitched.
Fortunately, he never slacked off in practicing martial arts, but he still had to give face to his father-in-law. Wen Huaian had an idea in his mind. He looked back at Tang Cheng who was gloating over his misfortune, and laughed secretly in his heart.
The usually bustling martial arts training ground was now silent. Marquis Nanyang sat on a chair, drinking tea leisurely, while ten guards with serious expressions and calm auras stood on full alert.
The servant brought the man to the martial arts training ground, glanced at the son-in-law with sympathy, and then retreated respectfully.
Wen Huaian raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw that there were only his father-in-law and ten guards with martial arts skills in the huge martial arts training ground.
It’s a big scene.
"Tang Cheng, my father-in-law won't let me fight those guards, right?"
"Yes, Dad took a day off to entertain you on the day I came back. Are you touched?"
Tang Cheng patted Wen Huaian's shoulder with a smile and gave him a look that told him to take care.
Anyway, the Marquis father knows his limits, so she can just watch the fun.
Wen Huaian's mouth twitched when he received Tang Cheng's affirmative response.
His father-in-law really thought highly of him as a son-in-law and even took time off to entertain him.
"I feel honored that my father-in-law thinks so highly of me."
The two of them came before the Marquis of Nanyang with their maids and servants.
“You’re here.”
"Cheng'er, come and sit next to daddy."
Marquis Nanyang put down his teacup and smiled at Tang Cheng. After hearing what his father the Marquis said, Tang Cheng happily sat down next to his father the Marquis.
"Dad, I haven't seen you for three days. I miss you so much."
Marquis Nanyang carefully examined the complexion of his precious daughter. Well, she was not bad. It seemed that she had not been wronged in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.
He smiled dotingly: "If you miss your father, come back to the mansion often. Your peony garden is left for you by your father."
"Okay." Tang Cheng nodded happily. They were all in Beijing anyway, just a few blocks away, very close, so it was okay to come back often.
Wen Huaian, who was ignored: "…"
The four maids: "..."
Wen Huaian respectfully performed the junior’s etiquette to Nanyang Hou: “My son-in-law greets my father-in-law.”
Marquis Nanyang turned his gaze to his handsome son-in-law, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"Um."
"I heard from my relatives that you have been practicing martial arts very hard and want to go to the battlefield to make achievements. I will let someone test your martial arts level today. Are you willing?"
Marquis Nanyang looked at Wen Huaian with a smile.
Wen Huaian, who had been prepared for this, smiled slightly: "It should be."
The smile on Nanyang Marquis's face deepened.
"Swords and knives are blind on the battlefield. If you are not careful, you will easily be surrounded and beaten. Today, I will let the ten guards in the mansion fight you."
The reason sounds plausible.
The corners of Wen Huaian's mouth twitched. His father-in-law was indeed difficult to deal with. He even found such a good excuse to settle the score later.
He couldn't even refuse.
Don't you just want someone to beat him up
He took it.
"Father-in-law is absolutely right."
Tang Cheng not only did not speak to stop them, but also said happily: "Dad, let someone bring some melon seeds. We can eat them while watching Wen Huaian and the guards sparring."
Wen Huaian: “…”
The four maids were all frowning.
Miss, the Marquis is preparing to show his power to your son-in-law. Is it really okay for you to just sit there and watch the fun while eating melon seeds
"Dad will have someone prepare some melon seeds and tea right away."
Upon hearing this, Marquis Nanyang burst into laughter, and now he liked his son-in-law Wen Huaian a lot more.
Soon, a servant went to the kitchen and brought back some fragrant melon seeds.
"Okay, the tea and melon seeds are ready, and it's time to start the competition. Wen Huaian, remember to perform your moves beautifully." Tang Cheng looked at Wen Huaian with sparkling eyes.
Anyway, those guards won't be ruthless, so it's better to let Wen Huaian maintain the demeanor of a young master from a noble family and lose gracefully, which will be more pleasing to the eye.
That’s right, losing.
Tang Cheng didn't think that his father would let Wen Huaian win.
Wen Huaian was very upset.
He was being beaten up by ten people, and Tang Cheng wanted him to show off his moves...
Does this mean he should get beaten more
"It depends on the situation." Wen Huaian glanced at the Nanyang Marquis's meaningful smile and replied vaguely.
"Wen Huaian, you can fight ten people alone!" Tang Cheng tried hard to cheer Wen Huaian up.
Wen Huaian: “…”
After a while, the competition began.
On the martial arts stage, Wen Huaian, dressed in a royal blue brocade robe, stood tall and handsome. Opposite him stood ten imposing guards.
"start!"
At a command, Wen Huaian started fighting with the guards.
Tang Cheng watched with great interest while eating melon seeds. The martial arts of this world and the physical skills of the stars were similar in nature, and Tang Cheng was quite interested.
Perhaps the Marquis of Nanyang knew that Tang Cheng loved to watch the fun, so he specifically instructed him that the fight between the two sides was not intense at the beginning. It was just a one-on-one fight, without a rush of people. It was very exciting to fight back and forth.
Marquis Nanyang looked at Wen Huaian, who was at ease on the stage, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Soon, one-on-one became two-on-one, then three-on-one... and so on...
The corners of Nanyang Marquis' mouth curled up slightly, and he felt quite happy in his heart. Finally, he had the chance to beat this brat up.
Tang Cheng was also watching with great interest.
“It’s wonderful.”
"Wen Huaian evades well."
"Oops, I got beaten."
“Being beaten up!”
The four maids were all upset: "..."
The son-in-law was surrounded and beaten, but the young lady didn't react at all and wasn't worried at all!
At this time, Wen Huaian on the stage was being tactically beaten by ten guards, looking a little embarrassed.
Tang Cheng paused in his action of cracking melon seeds, a hint of worry flashed across his eyes, and then he continued to crack melon seeds and watch Wen Huaian's performance as if nothing had happened.
Yes, performance.
If she hadn't just secretly used her soul power to take a look, she wouldn't have realized that Wen Huaian was able to fight ten people with ease.
Tang Cheng was surprised.
It’s a pity that she still sympathizes with Wen Huaian.
In fact, the one who deserves the most sympathy is the Marquis’ father who was kept in the dark by the cunning Wen Huaian.
The guards chosen were so useless.
After a cup of tea, Nanyang Hou saw that Wen Huaian's movements were getting slower and slower, with more and more punches falling on him. He looked exhausted, so he smiled and asked them to stop.
The guards on the stage immediately stopped beating the brother-in-law who was still trying hard to hold on, and quickly stepped forward to help the brother-in-law off the stage, let him sit on a chair to rest, and prepared medicine for his injuries.
Wen Huaian leaned back on the chair weakly and embarrassedly.
"I am ashamed and have disappointed my father-in-law."
Marquis Nanyang was in a good mood, and his eyes softened when he looked at Wen Huaian.
"Just practice martial arts diligently in the future."
Wen Huaian quickly responded.
Tang Cheng was speechless as he looked at his father the Marquis, who had been deceived by Wen Huaian. He quietly wrote two words on the palm of Wen Huaian's hand - liar.
Wen Huaian's body stiffened slightly, and he looked at Tang Cheng with a hint of shock.
It was actually discovered by Tang Cheng!
Tang Cheng winked at him secretly, with the corners of his mouth raised in satisfaction.
Wen Huaian: “…”
I didn't expect that I could hide it from my father-in-law but not from my wife.
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