Chapter 030 Dagger

Lin Zimo took him home for dinner in order to fulfill the friendship of the landlord and not to appear to be born with Zhao Wenxuan. As soon as they entered the door, they met Chu Hanlu's personal maid Cailian. Although she is still young, she has also entered the age of ignorance psychologically and physically. Deep in her heart, she has always felt that Lin Zimo is a talent, revealing the elegance of scholars in her temperament. Every day, it is already a pleasure to see the master, and I dare not expect anything.

At this time, Cailian standing next to him was the first time he saw Zhao Wenxuan. He felt that his appearance was as good as his master, and his temperament showed the fortitude of martial arts. She knew her identity and couldn't help being curious, so she had to look up at Zhao Wenxuan a few more times. While chatting, they walked to the front hall and didn't notice her strange look at all.

Lin Zimo, who did not treat Zhao Wenxuan as an outsider, suddenly turned around and said to Cailian, "Go and invite the two ladies out."

The shy Cailian panicked and was worried that his thoughts would be seen by his master, so he quickly made a blessing to them and accepted it. Then he blushed, lowered his head and ran away.

"There are no rules in our family that make you laugh." Lin Zimo was polite on his mouth, but he didn't think so.

Zhao Wenxuan said righteously, "If we still want to talk about that set of false gifts, then you don't really treat me as your friend."

Lin Zimo, who felt that he had lost his words, grabbed his right hand and walked into the front hall together, and then the two sat down separately.

Lin Zimo sincerely invited: "There are still a lot of vacant houses here, so you can just come and live here. In this way, it is convenient for you to eat and live, and it is more convenient for you to teach me martial arts.

"I am a martial artist, and I have long been used to eating and living in the barracks." Zhao Wenxuan said honestly, "If I really move to your place, I'm afraid I really can't get used to it. Therefore, Brother Lin'd better let go!"

Lin Zimo knew that he was not a hypocritical person. Seeing the truth in his expression, he was not a pretentious attitude at all, so it was difficult to persuade him. Yang Mengqi and Chu Hanlu came to the front hall from the study accompanied by the maid Cailian. Zhao Wenxuan, who saw their arrival, hurriedly got up and respectfully saluted Yang Mengqi and Chu Hanlu separately.

The three girls also made a happy return gift to him. Zhao Wenxuan, who raised his head, saw that Yang Mengqi and Chu Hanlu's appearance was extraordinary, but he still kept squinting and his heart was open. Without any evil thoughts, he completely regarded the two beautiful women in front of him as his sister-in-law, and Lin Zimo sitting next to him naturally saw a real one.

"Two sisters-in-law, all is well." Zhao Wenxuan, who stood, showed respect for their identity.

"You just said that I talked about false etiquette, but now you are also paying attention to it. Take this as your own home, just be free. If we are all constrained like this, it will be an extremely painful thing. Presumably everyone doesn't want to feel uncomfortable, so let's not go on like this. Lin Zimo called him to sit down and blamed him.

"Hey... How can the big brother call us sister-in-law?" The innocent Chu Hanlu looked at Yang Mengqi and smiled.

Yang Mengqi, who stood next to her, pulled her clothes, so that she did not continue to laugh and lost her courtesy. Zhao Wenxuan, who sat down, understood that Lin Zimo really didn't treat himself as an outsider. Lin Zimo, who has modern consciousness, does not have the feudal thinking like him. After all, there are guests at home. As a male host, he has the obligation to introduce his family to him.

In this era, men will not easily introduce their wives and concubines to other men. If a man does that, it means that the two have a good relationship. Men in feudal society did not prevent their wives from running away from other men, but the mutilation of feudal etiquette on their minds.

Yang Mengqi quickly realized that Zhao Wenxuan became formal because of their existence, so she found a good excuse: "My father-in-law should have informed the slave family earlier, so that the family was not ready. Our daughter didn't understand what you were talking about, so let us go to the kitchen.

Before leaving, she didn't forget to pull Chu Hanlu's clothes again, which made her understand, so she left the front hall with Yang Mengqi and went to her kitchen with a smile. Zhao Wenxuan did not dare to neglect, so he stood up again and respectfully saluted them again. His behavior again really made Lin Zi feel ashamed. After all, he saw that he was a man who adhered to feudal religious etiquette.

After Zhao Wenxuan sat down, Lin Zimo said impatiently, "What martial arts do you think I should learn and make that kind of weapon the best?"

"Martial arts and blades are impermanent, which can be chosen according to personal preferences." Zhao Wenxuan, who is much relaxed, is full of vitality and said, "As for the 18 martial arts in the world, I like to make a long gun, and as far as Brother Lin's own conditions are concerned, I suggest you choose to learn short weapons."

Lin Zimo, who once bought a long sword, has the most direct feeling that the longer the weapon is, the heavier it will be. It's very inconvenient to wave it by yourself. His heart is still more inclined to weapons such as daggers or daggers. They are not only easy to carry, but also light and easy to fight at close range.

Lin Zimo, who stroked his chin, nodded in agreement and said, "If you say that, then I will choose the dagger."

Zhao Wenxuan, who frowned, did not object: "The use of such weapons mainly includes hitting, stabbing, picking, cutting, belting, etc. Daggers are also commonly used weapons for assassins. If Brother Lin has made up his mind, I will come here to teach you the relevant moves and ways to use this weapon from tomorrow. If I have time, I can teach you some more skills.

Lin Zimo, who is eager to ask for it, is eager for him to teach him. After all, he needs to learn some self-defense skills to settle down in this era. In his opinion, there is nothing wrong with learning the relevant skills of using daggers. However, Zhao Wenxuan believes that there are some masterpieces that specialize in learning assassins' common assassination tools, and the reason why he knows how to use daggers is the result of his obsession with martial arts. After all, he needs to know more about the blade to improve himself.

Lin Zimo was in a very good mood. Thinking that he was in ancient times, he blurted out: "Can you teach me light kung fu as well?"

Light power? Is that the skill of that door?" Zhao Wenxuan opened his eyes wide and said curiously.

Lin Zimo, who was a little disappointed, understood that ancient martial arts people would not fly around or jump over the wall to enter the hospital. All my naive ideas come from modern martial arts novels.

"I'm just curious." Lin Zimo explained with a smile, "I just heard of this kind of shocking martial arts, so I think you also know this kind of martial arts."

Zhao Wenxuan, who was puzzled and relieved, said with a smile on his face, "All the rumors can't be serious. After all, the composition of the Romance is very great."

Lin Zimo smiled and said, "That's what I said. In the future, I will have to bother you."

Zhao Wenxuan couldn't help but be modest, and then continued to explain to him the subtlety of dagger martial arts. He has been influenced by all kinds of martial arts novels since he was a child, and he can't avoid yearning for that world. Although his original intention was full of childish fun, Lin Zimo, who was interested, was still absorbed in listening to his story and learned that at present, inside and outside the Ming Dynasty valued literature over martial arts, which made some of them have to learn to be Confucian generals, and books have become a decoration in their hands.

The more Lin Zimo listened, the more interesting he became, and asked him questions from time to time. In the process of communicating with each other, Lin Zimo, who has a sense of modern thinking, showed a great understanding of him, which made Zhao Wenxuan suddenly have a feeling of meeting a bosom friend, rather than a professor's apprentice. After all, life is difficult to find a bosom friend, and meeting a bosom friend is enough to be his greatest wish in his life.

The two talked very speculatively, didn't feel hungry at all, and even forgot the existence of having to eat. Cailian sent by Yang Mengqi shouted three times without attracting their attention. She had to stand quietly beside the two "handsome men" and forget the old lady's instructions for a moment. Yang Mengqi, who didn't wait for Cailian to reply, had to go to the front hall to find them in person.

"What are you thinking about? I'm so fascinated." Yang Mengqi, who stepped into the front hall, noticed the giggling lotus picking.

Cailian, who came back to his senses, was afraid and said that he was not as smooth as usual: "No...no...no thought about anything."

"I asked you to call someone to eat, but you are in a daze here." Yang Mengqi shook his head and criticized.

"I'm sorry, Madam. I know it's wrong." Cailian did not dare to defend and was very obedient.

Yang Mengqi shook his head again, turned around and said to them, "The dishes have been served. I hope you can sit down early."

"Let's go, let's talk while eating." Lin Zimo stood up and was in a very good mood.

Zhao Wenxuan walked with him for a short time and entered the dining room for dinner. After Lin Zimo and Zhao Wenxuan took their seats, Yang Mengqi and Chu Hanlu slowly took their seats. Cailian served him with a wine jusk in his hands. She carefully filled the four people with a glass of wine. Previously, the talkative Zhao Wenxuan suddenly became a reserved man again. Looking at Lin Zimo, who had a clue, really didn't know what to say. There was just an idea in his mind that feudal etiquette killed people.