Chuxue shook the snowflakes on the cloak, and then put the cloak away. Su Cheng walked into the house, as warm as spring.

Cuimo had already brought hot tea, and Su Cheng lay on the soft couch and sighed: "Comfortable!"

"There is heavy snow, so the master will not go out, right? It's cold." Cui Mo said with concern.

"I won't go out anymore, I won't go out anymore. Go to the kang to set up a table. Let's play mahjong!" Su Cheng said with a smile.

Cui Mo and Chuxue who walked in couldn't help but blush, looking forward and shy.

Playing mahjong is particularly fun, but the way of playing the master is too embarrassing.

"Come on, this day is the most suitable for playing mahjong around the fire."

It was snowing heavily outdoors, and the indoors were filled with spring.

Playing mahjong is fun, it’s a bit easy to get angry.

The snowy night was silent, with only the sound of snowflakes. The crisp sound of mahjong in the room had already stopped. Cui Mo was making the bed, wearing cool clothes, obviously losing a lot.

"The mahjong invented by my grandfather is really fun, and it is the best time to kill in winter." Cui Mo was obviously very passionate about playing mahjong.

"It's fun, it's fun, it's easy to get angry when playing mahjong with you." Su Cheng sighed.

Now Cui Mo is not a girl who is ignorant of human affairs. She laughed softly and said, "It's just the grandpa who came up with such a bad idea. If the mother outside knows, we wouldn't be embarrassed to death?"

I don't care whether I am too embarrassed or not. He wants to defeat Fire first now.

I'll try to draw a card first. If I draw later, Cuimo will not be able to get into bed tomorrow.

"System, system, I want a lottery!"

"A lottery is being drawn for the host. Congratulations to the host for drawing out of nothing. May I ask if the host is using it."

"Use!" Su Cheng was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, he actually drew a card out of nothing, and there might be something good.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the secret recipe for Yue Family Gun."

Yue Family Gun?

Could it be the legendary King of Gun Yue Family Gun?

Just as Su Cheng was slightly stunned, an inexplicable memory suddenly appeared in his mind.

That is the marksmanship of Yue's gun, which is so familiar, just like he has practiced hard since childhood and is memorized and integrated.

"Master, Master, what's wrong with you?" Cui Mo asked quickly when he saw Su Chengzai.

Su Cheng came to his senses and smiled and said, "Cui Mo, from now on, your grandfather, will be the number one shot in the world!"

Cui Mo blushed when she heard this and said, "Mr. Master is so awesome!"

"System, continue to draw!"

"Congratulations to the host for rest and recuperation. Do you want to use it?"

"use!"

Sure enough, I was resting again, but fortunately it wasn’t a light song or dance. This system trick would have to carefully draw the card every once in a while.

Su Cheng is a hungry tiger who is fighting for food...

After heavy snow all night, Su Cheng looked up outside and asked, "Has the snow stopped?"

Cui Mo walked in with the maids carrying hot water and said with a giggle: "It hasn't stopped yet, but it's a little smaller than last night."

Su Cheng sighed: "It's such a big snow."

"Mr., the Prince of Wei sent an invitation to me, and asked me to appreciate the snow and write poems."

"Don't go!" Su Cheng said lightly.

Although he really wrote a lot of poems about Xue, he just didn't want to pay attention to Li Tai.

Looking at the heavy snow outside the window, Su Cheng was really interested and said loudly: "Cui Mo, grind the ink!"

Su Cheng lifted his pen and splashed ink:

When the painting hall gets up in the morning, I come to report the snowflakes. I look at the beautiful auspiciousness with high roller blinds. The bright color is far away and the courtyard is covered with a blurred light. The strong air brings smoke to the furnace, and the plain grass brings jade pendants. It is the celestial immortal who is drunk and crushes the white clouds.

"How is it?" Su Cheng held the pen and admired it with satisfaction.

"I don't understand poetry, but the master's handwriting is getting better and better!" Cui Mo said with a giggle.

Ever since Empress Changsun asked him to practice calligraphy every day, he has only been lazy for a day, not because he was born diligent, but because Empress Changsun actually asked the eunuch to beat him up.

"Of course, the progress is huge. I think I am still very talented in calligraphy." Su Cheng sighed.

"Mr., do you want to learn calligraphy?" Chuxue walked in and asked.

Su Cheng shook his head and said, "It's going to be there at night. It's so snowing. I don't know if the Queen will send someone."

"Then, what kind of entertainment should you do? Or play mahjong?" Chuxue suggested.

Su Cheng said excitedly: "If you don't play mahjong, put on a small jacket for me, and let me send a long spear in the front yard."

Cui Mo said in surprise: "Long spear? What does the master want to do with a spear?"

"Of course it's a gun dance!" Su Cheng said with a mysterious smile.

Chuxue said excitedly: "Ah! Master can still dance guns?"

Su Cheng smiled without saying a word. What a joke, it was not just a gun dance, but the Yue family gun, the king of the gun.

At this moment, he was also very excited. What a hero he was when Yue Pengju was crossing the battlefield with a spear?

So Su Cheng was looking forward to it and couldn't wait to try the power of the Yue family gun.

The maids were all excited. Cuimo came up to serve Su Cheng in dressing, while Chuxue was excited to inform the front yard to prepare a spear.

In a strong suit and a big red gold cloak, Su Cheng walked out of the courtyard and entered the open snow, surrounded by many maids.

Although it was quite a bit snowing, the maids all rushed out. This was a rare wonder that the master danced his gun.

I heard that the prince wanted a martial arts gun, not only the maids in the backyard were boiling, but even the servants and guards in the frontyard were boiling. This snowy day was just a boring time, so who wouldn't want to join in the fun?

And everyone is very curious. If you want to write poetry, then the entire Tang Dynasty may not be able to find someone who dares to compare with the grandfather, but the grandfather can even dance guns?

"Does the prince really know how to dance? Why have you never seen the prince dance?" The housekeeper said with a strange look on his face.

Xue Rengui carried a spear and said vaguely: "Mr. I should be able to do it! When I went to war, my husband also practiced for a few months."

Everyone immediately understood after hearing this. They said that the moon stick and year's sword will be a lifetime gun. Although it is a bit exaggerated, it is indeed difficult to achieve a long spear quickly.

Of course, that is for ordinary people. Martial arts geniuses like Xue Rengui are already masters who use guns at a young age.

After they figured it out, everyone had already made a secret decision. No matter how the prince danced with his spear, he had to applaud loudly.

After all, the master is already the world's number one talent, and he also has so much magical knowledge. If he is also very powerful in martial arts, how is that possible?

Will you still let people live?

Not only Xue Rengui came with a spear, but there were so many people behind him. Su Cheng laughed and scolded: "If you don't stay in the house in the cold weather, why are you all following?"

The housekeeper smiled and said, "I heard that the man wants to dance a gun, don't he have to have a long experience?"

Su Cheng was not afraid at all. Now he is not a slut, but a master in the gun.

Well, since you are all here, it is called to let you see Grandpa Yue’s unique skills!
Chapter completed!