Cheng Ziyan was born chaotic, and he was very fierce by nature.

In the past, when he was young, he could still be restrained by Mrs. Yang's side, so as not to let him go too far.

But when Cheng Ziyan moved out by himself as an adult, a steady stream of bad rumors did not stop drilling into Mrs. Yang's ears.

In fact, in the eyes of Mrs. Yang, the head of the Cheng family, killing a few servants and maids is not a big deal, anyway, this Yunfeng City Lord Yuan Haijun is just a decoration.

Do you really dare to sue them for Cheng Jiacao's life?

But the key is that killing is nothing, but abuse/killing is not right, Cheng Ziyan's hobby of living human skin Mrs. Yang has also heard of it, so she is naturally quite sad.

The more worried I am, the more sad I feel, the more sad I am, the more I dare not see Cheng Ziyan, and the more I don't see him, the more guilty I feel.

In this way, Cheng Ziyan became a big trouble for Mrs. Yang to feel guilty and uncomfortable.

But after all, she is a mother, and now when she heard that her stupid second son might be dissatisfied with her husband again, she ran out to check the situation.

Her thoughts were naturally clear, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, taking Mrs. Yang to sit in the pavilion, and telling her about the matter.

"Master, are you saying that Ziyan is actually willing to cultivate, and he doesn't take pleasure in killing people anymore?"

After listening to her father-in-law's words, Mrs. Yang's eyes widened, and she almost couldn't believe her ears.

Cheng Bozhan sighed and said: "It's a pity that he still doesn't take the right path after all! He is willing to cultivate only if someone with bad conduct lures him with play, this Cheng Hao can't stay, and our Cheng family can't help him!"

"Master!" Mrs. Yang was also a little panicked when she heard her husband's words, and hurriedly persuaded her: "The concubine should not interfere with the master's management of family affairs, but Ziyan is different after all, if someone can lead him to the right path, then even if it is a dirty point, what does it matter?"

"Well, no! This opening can't be opened! Once an exception is made from Ziyan's side, then God knows what will happen to the people below!"

Cheng Bozhan said firmly.

And he wasn't wrong.

The most taboo thing to be a manager is that a bowl of water is uneven and there is a special phenomenon.

Once it appears, it will be extremely difficult to control it again, the Cheng family has a big business and many mouths, but it is not so easy to manage.

Mrs. Yang said: "Master, Ziyan is in a special situation, besides, Ziyan will not leave the dark fragrance night to go elsewhere, who knows that there is such a gang around him?

Having said this, Mrs. Yang already had tears in her eyes, and her appearance was quite sad.

"This ......" Cheng Bozhan wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it when he saw his wife like this.

Why didn't he worry about his son?

"That's it, come on!" Cheng Bozhan waved his hand: "Go, bring that little guy named Cheng Hao to see me, I want to see what kind of smart person this is!"

............

"It turns out that you are Cheng Hao, we met a few days ago. ”

Cheng Bozhan looked Cheng Hao standing in front of him up and down, he was not a person with a bad memory, but he didn't pay much attention to the lowly servant, so he couldn't remember him after hearing Cheng Hao's name, and now when he saw someone, he naturally remembered who he was.

"Yes, the little one has given a salute to the head of the house. Cheng Hao was still like that, and made a weird bow with one hand.

Cheng Bozhan smiled: "Your shoulders are still not good, you can't kneel me?"

"Yes, the boy is really afraid of being rude in front of the head of the family. Cheng Hao is still the same rhetoric, in short, he will not kneel.

Cheng Bozhan nodded slightly, looked at Cheng Hao and said: "You were originally an orphan on the street of Yunfeng City, begging for a living, and then you were recruited into our Cheng family because of the attention of Cheng Yuan, the steward of the lower service, and you have been working in the stables in the outer courtyard, yes or no?"

"Yes. Cheng Hao happily admitted.

Cheng Bozhan thought about it and said: "It's just that later you inexplicably became Ziang's nephew's personal servant, but what is the reason for this?"

Cheng Hao said calmly: "Just because once Young Master Ziang went out and met the kid by chance, he asked the kid to help buy some wine to taste, and the kid went to do it, and since then he has been privately buying drinks for Young Master Ziang......"

"Smack! Nonsense!" Cheng Bozhan slapped the stone table in front of him, looked at Cheng Hao and scolded: "If you don't say anything like this in the future! Isn't this ruining my nephew's reputation? Who doesn't know that my nephew is obsessed with cultivation and is not close to wine!"

"Yes, yes......" Cheng Hao replied again and again, but he could see the hidden smile in Cheng Bozhan's eyes under his serious expression.

It seems that Cheng Bozhan, who is the second uncle, is ostensibly valued by Cheng Ziang, a genius nephew, but in fact, he wishes that something would happen to him.

"Then tell me, what did you use to lure my son Yan to cultivate?"

When Cheng Bozhan asked this, he had already prepared for the worst.

He knows better than anyone what kind of virtuous person he is, and he was very unaccustomed to the situation of the Cheng family when he was young. The so-called helping idleness is nothing more than leading the Cheng family's children to fly eagles and lackeys, juju fights, drunk and prostitutes, and even take them into the gambling house to throw gold and silver, but in fact, they have colluded with the gambling house to rob their Cheng family's money.

Such a bastard should be killed in the eyes of Cheng Bozhan!

He was also quite worried about what his stupid son would be like by this little guy now.

"The kid mainly went out to buy this on the street for Young Master Ziyan. Cheng Hao said, took out an object from his arms and handed it forward.

"Take it. Cheng Bozhan gave an order, and naturally someone brought the thing to him, but he was stunned when he took it and looked at him.

In his hand was a small puppet with a beautiful carving, wearing golden armor, holding a long sword and wearing a hideous mask.

Cheng Bozhan, as the head of the Cheng family, naturally had never seen this, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

The guards on one side leaned in and whispered, "Go home, this is the Heaven-Turning Great Sage wood carving sold on Chongyang Street." ”

"Ridiculous!" Cheng Bozhan scolded again: "The Great Sage of the Heavens is a thief!

Although he said harshly, his expression was quite disapproving.

In fact, if you think about it, if there was no madness of the Great Sage more than a hundred years ago, how could they have come out of the world?

Therefore, people like Cheng Bozhan are actually not disgusted with the great sage, but the attitude of the mouth should always be expressed.

"You just use this to guide Ziyan to cultivate?" Cheng Bozhan looked at the small wood carving in his hand repeatedly for a while, and looked back at Cheng Hao in disbelief.

Cheng Hao nodded: "Go home, boy, I am a servant, I usually don't have three taels of silver on me, and I can't afford to play other things, I just like this wood carving, I didn't expect to take it to Young Master Ziyan's side and he also likes it, so we played together." ”