"Cheng..." Li Muyun saw the man in purple robe coming in and quickly got up, but for a moment he didn't know what to call him, so it was so embarrassing to stand there.

"I'll call me uncle." Cheng Yaojin waved his hand casually and said, "There is a good relationship between Su Lie and I have a good relationship. Chu Mo recognized that boy as his elder brother again. If you have an engagement with his sister, you will not be an outsider."

"Yes, Uncle Cheng!" Li Muyun was not a pretentious lover. Seeing that Old Cheng said this, he called "Uncle" and then gave a bow.

"Okay, we don't need to say more about polite words. I just heard something you said outside. It's good. You are a guy and you haven't lost the face of a man." Cheng Yaojin did not hide the fact that he had just eavesdropped on outside, and the meaning in his words seemed to make sense. I have to say that this old guy is indeed the same as the legendary one.

Li Muyun had nothing to say about old Cheng like this, so he could only smile awkwardly: "Uncle Cheng is over-reputable."

"Hey, I, Cheng, never praises people, but you are really good. After being injured so seriously, you can still get seven or eight people, like a carriage."

What is this? Can people say this? What does it mean to be a person who carries a hand? Is it okay to have a hand?

Bah, I'm not a chamber pot, so what are you bringing?

In a few words, Li Muyun was speechless by Lao Cheng, which also proves from another perspective that Lao Cheng's title of the Demon King of Hunshi was not in vain.

...

"By the way, boy, don't tell me that you came to Chang'an this time. If that's the case, don't blame me for driving you out." After Han Xuan, both sides sat down. Cheng Yaojin sat in the main seat and asked with a little picky look at Li Muyun.

"I'm not hiding Uncle Cheng, I really brought some things this time."

"Oh? What is it?" Old Cheng's eyes lit up.

"Fatty, go to the car to get the things." Li Muyun smiled faintly, turned to the three fat men who were dozing off.

"Ah? Oh!" The three fat guys were woken up by Li Muyun. After a long time, they remembered what he was saying, and shook his dizzy head and went out.

...

It was not long since the time was gone, and the three fat men walked back from outside, holding a bunch of things big and small in their arms.

"What... are these?" When the things were piled on the table, Lao Cheng flipped through it for a long time and looked at Li Muyun with a picky look: "Why aren't there such a 'suppressed donkey'?"

"'The donkey was bored'?" Li Muyun blinked: "Yes!"

"Why didn't I see it?"

"It's all in the car. The jar is too big and I can't handle it alone." Li Muyun said with a wry smile.

"What's the problem? Come on, you guys, follow this fat man to his carriage to get the wine." When the old monster Cheng Yaojin heard that there was wine, he didn't care about other things on the table. After calling a few personal guards, he sent the three fat men out again.

Just when the three fat guys took people to get the wine, Cheng Yaojin said to Li Muyun again: "Boy, I think you mean to fight Han Ai to the end. I wonder if I guessed it right?"

"Uncle Cheng clearly understands that Han Ai's son committed a crime and assassinated the court officials on the street. If he cannot take them down to the ruling law, wouldn't he be worthy of the salary given by His Majesty the Emperor?" Li Muyun replied seriously.

"Well. This is a good brag. I like it when I take revenge on my own. Let's continue!"

Say? What else do you say? You said I took revenge on the public, what else can I say? Li Muyun looked at Lao Cheng awkwardly.

However, Lao Cheng did not have any unnecessary reaction, but just stared at Li Muyun with big eyes.

After a while, the old man slowly spoke: "Even I can tell that your reason is to take revenge on your own, let alone those old foxes who have been in the court for a long time, so... change one."

Change one? How to change it? Li Muyun and Lao Cheng looked at each other, their minds quickly turned, and after thinking for a long time, they could not find any reason.

After a while, Lao Cheng nodded: "Yes, that's it, but your eyes should be more innocent and more honest. As long as you remember to kill and refuse to admit your conscience, you will definitely win this time!"

Damn, what's the reason? Looking at Old Cheng's serious look, Li Muyun was speechless again.

Is this guiding myself? But why? I obviously have nothing to do with this old lamp.

And if you don’t give me some advice, what does this old lamp mean?

...

Until nightfall, Li Muyun was always tangled with Lao Cheng's attitude, as if every word this old guy said today had a deep meaning in it.

From the beginning of the lineage of the generals, and later on, he would be beaten to death even when he saw the emperor. Judging from these points, Lao Cheng seemed to be consciously making friends with him, a young man.

However, with Lao Cheng's status, is it necessary? I just made a few horseshoes and a little gunpowder. At most, I could be considered a greedy minister. How could such a person be valued by a person like Lao Cheng?

Li Muyun lay on the bed and tossed and turned, unable to sleep for a long time.

This time he came to Chang'an, I have to say that he was indeed a little impulsive, but he had to take revenge by Han Ai. So from his heart, he still hopes to get the support of core figures in the Tang Dynasty like Lao Cheng.

Because only with their support can Li Muyun kill Han Qiang and even bring down Han Ai.

If they were not supported by them, I would probably have to use unconventional hands to break the Han family's roots.

These were all calculated in advance by Li Muyun, so when he came to Chang'an this time, he planned to go to Fang Xuanling's place first. After all, the old man's son has been with him for so long, and he is somewhat of a good relationship. Even if he can't help him, he can listen to the old man's opinions.

But Li Muyun never expected that Lao Cheng would come to help him, and he helped him without hesitation. Why is this?

...

With this doubt, Li Muyun brought the three fat men to Fang Xuanling's mansion the next day, knocked on the door, and after reporting the door, the old house ordered someone to take him to the study.

The Fang family and the Cheng family are obviously different in size. There is no sound of yelling and yelling, nor the clanging sound of weapons fighting. There is only a faint smell of sandalwood and the old house leader's slow question: "Xiaoyaohou, did you come to Beijing this time for Han Ai?"

"I'm not hiding the situation, the officials are coming for this matter." Li Muyun nodded, not shying away from anything.

Fang Xuanling ignored it, said lightly, and asked, "So Xiaoyao Hou can be sure of winning?"

Thinking of what Lao Cheng said yesterday, "I will not admit it." Li Muyun said without hesitation: "The ancients said: Where the righteousness lies, even if there are thousands of people, I will go! Muyun is not sure, but he knows that under the laws of the Tang Dynasty, no one can tolerate any presumptuousness!"
Chapter completed!