"Uncle Lu, could you please fix my chariot one more time? Just one more time, just one more check!"
Lu Fei held iron pliers in his left hand and a large hammer in his right. His black beard swayed up and down with his breathing.
When will this end? He thought about the first half of his life as the senior master of the Mo family. Oh no, back then he was the senior brother of the Mo family, and the younger generation had not yet been formally accepted into the family.
Back then, he was also dashing and valiant, relying on his skillful use of magic to make his way in the world, until he, the senior brother, became the senior uncle.
The days of carefree wandering the martial world are gone. They're poor now. You don't know the cost of firewood and rice until you're in charge of a household. That's how the middle generation of the Mo family got by.
The youngest generation ventured out into the world to gain experience and broaden their horizons, while the older generation, with their white beards and hair, stayed at the Mo family headquarters, working on their own mechanisms.
Only the middle generation of them came out to make money, to support the sect!
When Lu Feigong received Zhang Bifeng's message by carrier pigeon, he didn't want to come. The border town was too far away, and the climate was bad. Although he came out to make a living, his skills made him a guest of honor wherever he went. Even the Ministry of Works in the capital sent him three invitations to supervise the construction and take a seat.
But Biluo Manor gave far too much—ten thousand taels of silver! The silver notes were sent directly to the Mo family, and his junior brother just accepted them! He accepted them!
Not a single copper coin was left for him. Looking at the place where he would be working for the next few months, Mo Feigong was not happy.
Forget about brothels, the girls there are all like fairies. And the weapons he made, the mechanisms and secret rooms he modified, are all for them to use. Isn't that a waste of resources?
After several assassination attempts, the girls were really fed up with hiding their weapons in their butts every day and then taking them out again. Just then, the Mo family came over, and the sisters pooled their money to have a darkroom installed in each of their rooms so they could keep their weapons and clothes there, at least they wouldn't have to climb around to get them anymore.
Lu Fei thought to himself that he would never agree to their request, but when Chunying placed gold bars in front of him, the Mo family's eldest master suddenly wanted to go and pay homage to the ancestor. "I also want to be a craftsman with ingenuity," he thought, "but they have given me too much!"
And so the man began his daily life of blacksmithing and drawing, and incidentally...
He looked at the little potato who was tugging at his trouser leg. What an annoying kid! How could a kid be so clueless?
But he couldn't say it, because this was the young lady of the owner's family, the young lady of the entire Fengyue Tower and the Huo family, and also the disciple personally taught by the leader of the martial arts alliance.
In life, when you're navigating the world, you'll inevitably have to bow down to evil forces.
"Didn't I already fix it for you? Just lower the hook and the shield will pop out."
Huo Xiaolong held up her little wooden chariot and said...
"But I also want to add some mechanisms that can fire arrows. Where should I attach the string?"
Lu Feigong picked up the chariot in her hand and looked at it. To be honest, this child was indeed exceptionally talented, especially in weaponry. The dagger drawing she made was his target for this project: to melt down the weapons that Ping'er and the others had brought back and remake them into the same one that Xiao Tuanzi had drawn in Zhihua's room before.
Only the strange stones that have fallen on the grassland can support the slender health bar.
"Add one more at the end; the arrow should be made longer, so it can be used as both a spear and an arrow."
"Here?" the little dumpling asked, pointing to the rear of the tank.
"This place, we can add more mechanisms here. That place you pointed to won't work; too many mechanisms will cause it to get stuck."
"Okay, sure."
Having gotten the answer he wanted, Huo Xiaolong took the little tank and ran off.
Is she only four years old? Lu Feigong thought, should he ask the leader of the martial arts alliance to give him half of his disciple?
no……
The child is indeed a good child, but it feels like he doesn't have a normal brain.
His personality is somewhat, to the point of being overly straightforward, or rather, stubborn.
Huo Xiaolong perfectly inherited her father's personality and her mother's appearance, plus the memories of her past life, making her reckless yet clever.
Take, for example, her desire for Lu Fei to help her modify her chariot. This child is so stubborn! You tell her you'll help her look at it later, but she won't listen. She insists on doing it right now!
If you don't agree, she'll pretend to sit on the ground and start crying. I won't be sad, but I'll cry. I just want to threaten you a little: either you help me fix it now, or I'll cry until you finish what you're doing and help me fix it. You choose.
The main reason is that everyone at the brothel indulges them, and even the Huo family couple doesn't say anything.
Needless to say, Huo Shuwen has the same personality. If Huo Xiaolong were a boy, he might have given her a good beating, but since she's a girl, the fiercest thing he could say was to tell her not to cry and to hold it in, and then he would happily help her with her chores.
He Yi is even worse than her husband. He never says a harsh word to her. What can my daughter do? She's still a child. She's only four years old...
So now the eldest master of the Mo family feels that this child is not very bright and has a somewhat left-leaning personality. What kind of good child is so left-leaning? If this were in the Mo family, he would be letting down the ancestors if he didn't beat her to a pulp.
You want to ask if Zhang Meng, the supervisor who is in charge, doesn't care? The most outrageous one is that old man!
Lu Feigong still remembers the scene of Zhang Meng teaching her to ride on his neck after she finished practicing her skills.
This old man has never treated his own grandson this well. What? He's so fond of his goddaughter?
So what if he has a bit of talent in martial arts? He's a little stronger and a little smarter!
He's not envious at all! Seriously, only a dog would be jealous!
The man swung the hammer hard, the sound echoing inside the house.
He received this 10,000 taels of silver, and he was the only one in the entire Mo family swinging a sledgehammer in the border town!
No, he has to send a message to the sect and ask them to send some young disciples along.
It didn't make sense for him, an elder, to work so hard to support them. The more the man thought about it, the more sense it made. He put the hammer aside, got dressed, and called a carrier pigeon.
"Girl, you paid the blacksmith along with them?"
"Yeah, we can't be the ones who have what others have, can we?"
Mando threw the comb onto the table, immediately scratching the sandalwood table.
"Miss, the table," Yousheng pointed, gesturing for the girl to turn around.
"Oh dear, I broke it again," the young woman thought, exasperated. Lately, she'd been either breaking chopsticks or damaging the table with things. "Something's not right with my strength," she mused.
"Does the young lady feel that she has become stronger recently?" Yousheng asked.
"Mmm," Mando nodded and looked at Yousheng.
"you also?"
"Me too, young lady. And the maids in their building practice martial arts every day. I heard their master is a very powerful female knight-errant."
"Really? Then you'd better learn from me carefully."
"Hmm! I've also felt stronger lately. If you feel the same way, why don't you train with Chunying and the others?"
Manto nodded, feeling a little embarrassed. What if no master took a liking to her? Wouldn't that put her at a disadvantage compared to Chunying again?
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