After saying goodbye to Fengling, at noon, he came to the side hall. Before he entered, he heard the joke inside, "Bitch, don't be shameless. What you give you food is already a polite way. If you give me food, you can't leave anything left." The speaker was a younger voice, and seemed to be the guard in the mansion.

Then Xia He's voice came out, "No, I don't want it!" There was a cry in his voice.

Zhong Wuhen pushed open the door and walked in, and then found that the four girls were surrounded by a group of guards and maids. Four of them pressed the four girls on the table. There was an iron box in front of the four girls, filled with food, but these black things can be eaten by people!

After seeing Zhong Wuhen walk in, the four guards were stunned for a moment, but their subordinates did not stop. Only Lu'er, who was standing not far away, had a hint of panic on her face. She knew that the second young master valued these four maids very much. Although she did not do anything out of the ordinary, she did not stop her. She was a bystander.

"Young Master, save us!" Seeing his son coming in, the four girls also shed tears of grievance.

Zhong Wuhen was cold in his face. He walked forward and pushed the crowd away and walked in. He glanced at the four guards and said coldly: "Why don't you let me go?"

The guard didn't take Zhong Wuhen seriously at all, "Second Young Master, this maid broke our rules, and the food prepared for them is now all the leftovers. This is not a good habit..."

"I said, let go!" Zhong Wuhen spoke again.

"Bah, your mother's second young master is really a face. Just a bastard, I'll teach him a lesson!" As he said that, the four guards all let go of their hands and rushed towards Zhong Wuhen. They were all guards of Biyueju, all of whom had a warrior level cultivation level, and were considered to be a relatively high-ranking existence among the guards.

Just as Zhong Wuhen was about to take action, a palm appeared in front of him. It was a slightly yellow palm. "Do you want to rebel?" The person who came was the legitimate eldest master of the Zhong family. Zhong Wuqi, Zhong Wuqi had just returned from outside and wanted to find something to eat, but then he didn't expect to encounter this incident.

Zhong Wuqi is half a head taller than Zhong Wuhen. Because of his martial arts, he is strong and does not look like a fourteen-year-old boy at all. The boy's eyes are sharp. He can tell at a glance that he has experienced the baptism of blood and fire. Zhong Wuqi stood beside Zhong Wuhen and turned around, "Second brother, are you okay?"

Zhong Wuhen shook his head. He still had some good feelings for his elder brother. After all, the two of them were not very different in grades and they often played together when they were young. However, after Zhong Wuhen reached the age of eight, he rarely saw Zhong Wuhui. "I'm fine, but some people are in trouble!" As he said that, he glanced at the four guards.

The originally arrogant guard also started to tremble after he got stuck in Zhong Wuqi, "Big, Master, why are you back?"

Zhong Wuqi sneered twice, "What? Can't I come back? If I don't come back, how could I see such a good show? You are so brave that you insult the children of the direct line. Do you know the punishment?" As he spoke, Zhong Wuqi had already taken action. A cold light flashed by, and the sword attacked. The four of them dared not fight back. They could only let Zhong Wuqi destroy their cultivation.

"Broken your dantian to show your warning. Go to the housekeeper for three months to get Fengyin and leave Zhong Mansion!" Zhong Wuxi swung his sword, and a few drops of blood on it were thrown off. He looked at the others in the room coldly, "I warn you to recognize your own position, understand what you should do and what you should not do. If something extraordinary happens, it will not be the result of aborting your cultivation. Do you know?"

"I understand, the eldest young master!" said the middle guard maid lowered her head.

Zhong Wuqi also smiled at this time, hugged Zhong Wuhen's shoulder, "Let's go, second brother, we haven't seen each other for a long time, go to my room to have two drinks!"

Zhong Wuhen nodded, "Okay, but there is something to do before this!" Zhong Wuhen came to Lu'er's side.

Zhong Wuqi looked at his second brother in confusion, as if he was wondering when his second brother had become so strong.

"Second Young Master!" Lu'er looked at Zhong Wuhen and felt panicked.

"I told you to greet my maid well, so that's how you greet me?" Zhong Wuhen put one hand behind his back, his eyes calm. Although he was holding accountable, he was seriously unanimous.

"Second Young Master, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhong Wuhen slapped Lu'er on the face, leaving a red slap mark on it. Although he controlled the strength of his hand, it hurt a lot on the little maid, and his teeth were loose.

Lu'er covered her face and tears instantly flowed out, and then looked at Zhong Wuqi behind Zhong Wuhen. At this time, only the eldest master could save him. This waste would never dare to go against the eldest master. Thinking of the slap just now, there was a trace of hatred and resentment hidden deep in Lu'er's eyes.

"Master, I..." There was a hint of grievance in his voice, and tears at the corners of his eyes. Anyone who saw it would feel distressed.

Listening to Lu'er's words, Zhong Wuhen turned his head and looked at Zhong Wuqi, "Brother, is this your person?"

Zhong Wuqi was shocked. Although he had some ideas about his mother's maid, he was not yet at the level of opposing the maid for a maid. "No, but my mother likes this girl very much. Second brother, no matter what she did, just teach her a lesson for the sake of her mother!"

Zhong Wuqi naturally knew that although his mother valued this maid named Lu'er, compared with his second brother, this little maid was nothing.

Zhong Wuhen nodded, "Since it is the maid who is favored by Aunt Ling, then let's just let this matter go. Remember this slap me. Today I can slap you, and tomorrow I can kill you!" Crushing the maid's neck, Zhong Wuhen said coldly. Of course, he had no intention of killing people. If he had this idea, there would probably be dead when he entered here.

He walked to the four girls and wiped away his tears one by one, "I feel wronged today, Dongmei, each of them will be free to dominate after returning! Also, this will not be the case in the future!"

The four maids followed Zhong Wuhen with their heads down, and their hearts were filled with joy. After all, the young master was so protective of himself, and anyone would be moved!

"Brother, if you drink, forget it today. The guard selection will start tomorrow. After this matter is over, there is still time. I am a little tired, so I will go back first!"

Zhong Wuqi did not try to keep him, "Okay, then you go back and have more rest!"

After Zhong Wuhen left and the maids in the house left one by one, there were only Zhong Wuqi and Lu'er left in the house. Lu'er also rushed into Zhong Wuqi's arms, "Master, why don't you help me?" He cried while crying, almost melting the heart of Zhong Wuhen, the fourteen-year-old boy.

Zhong Wuqi sighed, "No matter what, the identity of the second young master is there. In addition, you have done something wrong and were taught a lesson from others. Not to mention me, even my mother may not say anything. Lu'er, you should be careful in doing things in the future."

Listening to Zhong Wuqi's words, the hatred in Lu'er's eyes became deeper, but she still said, "Thank you, my eldest master, I understand, I will definitely pay attention in the future!"

He also sneered in his heart, "Haha, the big guy, watching his person be bullied by that waste, he didn't even dare to say more. It's a dream for such a person to become a brave man!"

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The next day, the selection of guards in Zhong Mansion officially began, and it officially started at 9 o'clock in the morning. At 8 o'clock in the morning, Zhong Wuhen brought Chunzhu to the martial arts field. The guards in Zhong Mansion each had an hour of exercise every morning and evening. Of course, not everyone had to participate. Except for those who were on rotation on duty, the rest had to participate, and this was the place where they exercised.

The martial arts field is very large, occupying almost half of the Zhong Mansion. There is a high platform in the center of the martial arts field, and there are green spaces on the edges, and there are various instruments on the ground. At this time, there are ten huge rocks placed directly opposite the high platform. This is the first assessment, the strength test.

At this time, a long dragon had been photographed at the entrance of the martial arts court, and they all came to sign up. The two of them entered through the side door and went directly to the central high platform. The center of the old marquis, the grandfather of Zhong Wuhen, was sitting on a chair. Seeing Zhong Wuhen coming, a trace of displeasure appeared in their eyes.

Zhong Wuhen bowed his head and bowed, and gently called out, "Grandpa, father, second uncle!"

Zhong Tianlong replied lightly, "Since you are here, then sit behind you and take a good look. It's a long experience!"

Zhong Wuhen was nothing, so he went straight to the third row. There were five seats in this row, which were the third generation of the Zhong family. As for the seats behind, they were all figures of the Zhong Mansion’s escort level. There were ten people in the Zhong Mansion’s escort level, all of whom were at the level of martial arts, and were mainly responsible for many matters inside and outside the Zhong Mansion.

Zhong Wuhen sat on the chair at the edge, and Chunzhu stood beside him, which seemed a little special, because there were two maids around the rest of the people. Even the two sons of the second uncle brought two maids over. Seeing Zhong Wuhen, they didn't even say hello. However, Zhong Wuxu nodded at Zhong Wuhen as a sign.

At nine o'clock, the old man stood up, and a true energy was fired from his palm, hitting the big drum beside him with force, "The selection of guards, start now!" As he spoke, King Wu's aura emanated, oppressing everyone's minds.

Zhong Wuhen couldn't help but curl his lips, "There is no use except to show off!"
Chapter completed!