Mo Yuanchang didn't know that Mo Zizai had made up his mind to attack Mo Xingkui. He looked at Mo Zizai's calming face and comforted him, saying, "Okay, don't be angry, he is even more angry than you now."

"A strong man in a human realm was scolded by you, but he didn't dare to attack you. If he was a little bit narrow-minded, he might be pissed tonight, so don't think too much."

"It would be too cheap for him to be angry."

Although Mo Zizai was still a little depressed, he didn't say anything to Mo Yuanchang. Although he spoke to Mo Yuanchang for revenge, Mo Yuanchang would definitely help him.

But since he could do this himself, there was no need to involve his sixth uncle. Thinking of this, he looked up at Qiu Wuping, "Master Qiu, he won't leave the clan's mansion, right?"

"Don't worry, prince."

Qiu Wuping bowed slightly and said, "The late emperor issued a ban that year and did not allow him to leave the clan's mansion."

"Unless Your Majesty lifts the ban, he will leave the clan's house to resist the order. By then, the old slave will attack him."

"Oh, that's good."

Mo Zizai nodded, as long as he confirmed that he couldn't escape, what kind of human realm warrior is, the meat on the chopping board.

"Don't worry, with General Qiu here, he will definitely not let him threaten your safety."

Seeing that Mo Zizai was still thinking about Mo Xingkui, Mo Yuanchang opened his mouth and said, "Don't think so much, let Uncle Six show you a trick."

"OK."

Mo Zizai smiled and nodded. On the surface, he seemed to have exposed this matter, but in fact, only he knew what he was thinking.

Seeing that Mo Zizai agreed, Mo Yuanchang took the tea set handed over by the servant and said to Mo Zizai:

"I tell you that making tea is a big problem."

"If you want to make good tea, you must at least be calm. As the saying goes, "Where you are calm is the temple, and where you are at peace is the home. "If you are restless and impatient, you cannot make good tea."

Mo Yuanchang carefully burned the tea set and continued to say to Mo Zizai: "It's not just about making tea, but also being a human being. Don't be impatient at any time."

"If you want to do great things, you must have calmness in your heart. The ancients once said that those who have thunder in their hearts and faces like flat lakes can be called a general, and this is what they mean."

"Look at what you said just now, you're so furious. You won't be able to endure him first."

"I have tolerated him." Mo Zizai looked at the tedious steps of Uncle Six's tea making, and felt that he could not appreciate it. "If I can't bear to him, I wouldn't say anything like leading troops around him, but I would just take someone to kill him."

"If you want to kill someone, there is no need to say it. I used that to force him to bow his head because I didn't want to kill him."

"You guy, Uncle Six underestimates you."

Mo Yuanchang laughed, remembered the ungodly metaphor, and said with a smile: "People say that dogs that bite people don't bark, but you kid are deeply attracted by three of them."

"Uncle Six, I am your nephew."

Mo Zizai's face was a little dark. He looked at Mo Yuanchang with dissatisfaction and said, "Did anyone compare his nephew to a dog?"

"What's wrong with my nephew?"

Mo Yuanchang did not delay him making tea while teasing Mo Zizai, "Your second uncle, don't you even say you want to kill me, just plan to kill me."

"He is a god, can he be the same as a kin?"

Mo Zizai shook his head and said, "According to folk sayings, five submissions will be produced in two generations, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Even if it's a church member, it's your elder." Mo Yuanchang patiently advised: "As long as you touch him, people in the world will think you are unfilial."

"Although reputation is not very important most of the time, it can give people the title of righteousness."

"If you don't say it far away, just say your fourth uncle. If you attack the clan mansion, he will revenge his uncle and clean up his doors and return to Beijing. No one will be able to find out his reason by then, do you know?"

"The reason why Uncle Fourth did not raise an army is because he was not ready."

Mo Zizai shook his head indifferently, obviously not agreeing with Mo Yuanchang's statement, "If he is ready, he will raise an army even if there is no excuse."

“…”

Mo Yuanchang paused for a moment. After a while, he shook his head and said, "Forget it, Uncle Six can't tell you, let it go."

"You can drink tea with peace of mind. Do whatever you want. If you need your sixth uncle's help, just come and say it to your sixth uncle with a gift. I guarantee you won't refuse."

Mo Zizai knew that Uncle Six knew him very well, and he must have seen that his intention to kill was not fading, so he said so much to persuade him. Moreover, he was not unable to say that he was too determined to kill Mo Xingkui, so he stopped persuasion and changed it to support.

Uncle Liu has been very free and comfortable all his life and never makes enemies with others. Now he is willing to deal with Mo Xingkui for himself, which makes him feel a little moved.

"Don't worry, Uncle Six, when you need your help, your nephew will definitely speak."

"Forget it, let's not talk about those troubles, come and have a tea."

Mo Yuanchang pushed a tea bowl in front of Mo Zizai, "Let's try whether your sixth uncle's technique has regressed."

"Thank you, Uncle Six."

Mo Zizai took the tea bowl with a smile, and the pavilion was filled with moving scenes of deep love between uncle and nephew.

"The three fragrances in the cup make people feel salivation and moisturize their throats. It is worthy of being a treasure in the world. It is such a wonderful tea!"

Mo Yuanchang closed his eyes and tasted the fragrance of tea in his mouth, feeling the aftertaste of endless aftertaste. When he was about to say something, he heard a strange sound coming from beside him.

“Ton~ton~ton~ton~”

Mo Yuanchang, who had his eyes closed, was stunned when he heard this familiar voice. When he subconsciously opened his eyes to look, he found that Mo Zizai had dried up a bowl of tea.

Looking at Uncle Six looking at him, Mo Zizai showed an innocent expression. After a moment, he seemed to have thought of something and quickly praised: "Good tea is indeed good tea."

"The color, fragrance and smell... no, it's very fragrant anyway!"

"Bastard!" Mo Yuanchang was so angry that his veins jumped up on his forehead, "Is there anyone who drinks tea like this? You forgot about how to taste tea before!"

"this……"

Mo Zizai was a little embarrassed. To be honest, he didn't forget all the three kinds of tea flavors that Mo Yuanchang gave him back then, but he didn't remember them at all.

In his opinion, drinking tea is not that troublesome. It’s not enough to just sip tons. If you drink more if you drink more, just drink more. If you don’t drink well, just forget it. What’s the point of doing so much?

"So wastes the resources!"

Mo Yuanchang likes to eat, drink and have fun, and he also values ​​these things very much. Therefore, the thing he doesn't care about is that others waste good things. If his son dares to drink like this in front of him, his face will probably be swollen.

Mo Yuanchang took a few deep breaths and used a lot of perseverance to suppress the urge to beat Mo Zizai. "Xiao Wu, go and bring me the most timely tea leaves in the study!"
Chapter completed!