At the west city gate, two carriages were driving in front. On both sides of the carriages, the guards on one side held wooden signs saying "Avoid" and "Quiet", and on the other side they held flags embroidered with the word "Qi". Behind them were a long row of county guards.
Wei, is slowly entering the city.
There was a lot of discussion among the crowd, while Feng Ziqing stood in the distance and watched silently.
The county guard was traveling with a good posture. He seemed to be aware of someone peeping in the carriage. Feng Ziqing cupped his hands towards the carriage. The curtains of the carriage window were half open, revealing a pair of slender hands. His sight was dark, and he could only see someone sitting inside.
A young man with a calm demeanor.
He should be the son of the county governor, Qi Zhuo.
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Inside the carriage.
Although the young man was in his late thirties, he looked to be only in his early twenties. He raised his head and glanced at the man in the distance outside the window, and raised his eyebrows. He was exactly the same as what Yang She said in the letter. He was quite young, but there was no heavy weight behind him.
sword.
After ordering the maid to put down the curtains, he began to close his eyes and meditate.
With such strength at such a young age, if it is true as Yang She said, a young boy who has just entered the world has nothing to fear, but if it is someone sent by the imperial court, it will be very troublesome. During this pilgrimage, my father has already been
The gentleman warned that someone in the court had heard some rumors and should be careful.
That Zhang Juncheng had never dealt with his father, and the county guards could not reach out, so they were always a hidden danger. In the battle at the city gate yesterday, that man completely offended Zhang Che. If he is really a man of the world, he needs to win over him carefully if he can help like this.
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After watching the excitement, Feng Ziqing wandered around. At this time, his fame had already spread. Wherever he went, others respected him, but there were no admirers. There was no way, the story of robbing people in brothels had already spread, so
A half-bad person, a great master in the eyes of men, but a lowly disciple in the eyes of women.
While leisurely, a question came from behind.
"In front of me is Young Master Feng. My young master has admired his name for a long time. He is just coming back today, so he has organized a dinner and specially ordered his subordinates to come. I hope you can express your gratitude to me."
Feng Ziqing heard the sound and turned around to see a man dressed as a guard. He held out an invitation with both hands. There was a large gilded word "Qi" on the invitation.
He took the invitation and asked, "Is your young master Qi Zhuo?"
The guard remembered the young master's instructions before leaving, so he suppressed his anger at the rude act of calling his young master by his first name, and replied: "Exactly, please give me the correct words."
Patting the invitation in his hand and thinking for a moment, Feng Zi nodded lightly and suddenly asked: "Is there Mei Lian at the banquet, or someone as beautiful as her?"
The guard lowered his head, couldn't help rolling his eyes, and said: "I don't know this, but you will know it when you leave."
Feng Ziqing waved his hand, turned around and left, saying without looking back: "Tell your young master, I'm just going to the banquet. I hope I can have a beautiful woman as my companion."
"I will definitely bring the words to you next time."
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In the Qi Mansion, Qi Zhuo stood in the courtyard admiring the flowers. The guard stood behind him and recounted the scene just now with added embarrassment.
He broke off a flower and walked slowly in the courtyard, "Interesting, the wind is not heavy. Are you really arrogant and ignorant, or are you deliberately showing it to me? I'll find out tonight after you try it."
Qi Zhuo turned around and ordered: "As he wishes, go and ask Miss Bo Xue from Zhisui Terrace to go to Sheng Restaurant for the banquet in the evening. Also, order the warriors in the third level and above in the mansion to leave half to protect the mansion and the other half to follow.
I'll go with you."
"Yes, young master!" The guard took the order and left.
A moment later, an old man in his fifties, dressed in purple, appeared in the yard. Qi Zhuo took a few steps forward and said to the old man: "Father, do you think what your son did just now was inappropriate?"
Governor Qi was a little fatter and had a kind face. He looked like a rich man. He stroked his beard and said: "Well, normally, he would be a little impatient, but this time the situation is different. The man is already here."
I have been in the city for some time, and if it is really sent by the imperial court, I am afraid that I already know something, so I will cut it off as soon as possible. My son has done a good job."
"In this case, my son will feel relieved."
Commander Qi chuckled and said, "My dear, don't underestimate yourself. Not long after you took over the responsibility, you were naturally at a loss. In two years, you will naturally be able to strategize."
"Yes, father, the son will do his best."
"Well, I'm a little tired from running all the way as a father. You can figure out what to do next." After that, he walked towards the inner garden.
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Wins the restaurant.
Feng Ziqing specially took a shower and changed clothes, and then slowly went to the wing room on the second floor. At this time, he was wearing a white robe, with a bamboo hairpin in his bun. He was slender, handsome in appearance, and holding a mountain on his back. At first glance,
, indeed he has a bit of extraordinary bearing and the demeanor of a swordsman.
At this time, the restaurant was quite quiet. There were no guests in the hall. There were only seven or eight guards standing. They stood upright and carried a sword on their waist. They looked like Lian Jiazi.
Feng Zi chuckled lightly, this banquet didn't look easy.
Crossing the threshold of the wing room, what caught the eye was a handsome young man wearing brocade clothes and holding a folding fan. Seeing him coming, the handsome young man in brocade clothes closed the folding fan, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "I have heard of Mr. Feng's name a long time ago. When I saw him today,
As expected, he has an extraordinary bearing. It is better to meet him than to be famous. I must have a good talk with Brother Feng today. Come, please take a seat."
From young master to brother, it is quite natural.
Feng Ziqing returned the gift with a cupped hand and said with a smile: "Thank you for the award. I'm just a mountain man. I don't have any magnanimity. Brother Qi has promoted me, hahaha."
The two were polite, and after they sat down, Feng Ziqing put the heavy sword aside, looked around, and asked, "Brother Qi, is there something missing?"
Qi Zhuo understood, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Brother Feng, don't be anxious. You are a beauty. Naturally, you have to dress up carefully. There is nothing wrong with arriving late. You and I will wait while we eat, please."
Feng Ziqing frowned deliberately, then smiled, "Brother Qi is right. I'm just a little impatient. Come on, drink."
After a few drinks, Qi Zhuo picked up the folding fan on the table, spread it out, shook it slightly, and asked with a smile: "Brother Feng has been down the mountain for some time, what are your plans for the future? You and that Zhang Che are already mortal enemies, this thing
I'm afraid Hejun won't be easy to get along with, so Brother Ruofeng chose to leave the city."
Before he finished speaking, Feng Ziqing slapped his palm on the table and said disdainfully: "Who is Zhang Che? Will I be afraid of him? Did you hear about the battle at the city gate last time? He brought a hundred people to stop me.
In the end, I beat them all to the ground. If it wasn't for the kindness of the young master and the fact that he didn't want to annoy Brother Yang too much, so he was gentler. Otherwise, Zhang Che could lie down for two days and then be alive again? Hundreds of people, huh, come on for three
I’m not afraid either!”
Qi Zhuo applauded and praised: "Brother Feng is really a hero. I admire him deeply. With Brother Feng here, everything will be safe."
Feng Ziqing laughed loudly, stood up, took a sip of wine, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "Brother Qi, let me ask you, what's going on with the seven or eight masters downstairs? It's just you and me at the banquet. You brought so many
What are you doing as a warrior? You are a first-level warrior in the fourth realm, but you are still afraid of going to a banquet alone? Who are you guarding against? Or do you have some ulterior motive?"