Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 276
In the evening, the boat finally arrived at Heyang, and everyone went ashore. This is where the famous Heyang Bridge is located. People in the Northern Wei Dynasty and Eastern Wei Dynasty built three cities in Heyang, which are located in the south of the Yellow River, in the north and on the sandbar in the river. In the meantime, they are connected by floating bridges, which is the famous Heyang Bridge.After everyone went ashore, they went to the post house, preparing to cross the river to Luoyang after dawn the next day.

The post house was located at a fork in the road not far from the river bridge, and it was almost dark when the group arrived.The postman was a big fat man with broad shoulders, and he greeted him impatiently: "There are only a few rooms upstairs, nothing else," he said, spit from the corner of his mouth. "The orientation of these rooms is not very good. There is no way. This is the Heyang Bridge. From Luoyang to Shanxi and Hebei; from Hanoi and Hebei to Chang'an, almost all the nobles pass through here. We are almost full, and we really can't make room. Get out of the room."

Wang Wenzuo looked around, as if all kinds of official robes were everywhere he looked. As this person said, there were too many nobles passing by here, and even officials like them couldn't take care of them.He was about to nod his head and let the postman prepare the room, but he heard someone shout: "Brother Renshou, what a pleasant surprise to meet you here!"

Jin Renwen turned his head in surprise, looked where the voice came from, his expression turned into joy in surprise, and opened his arms: "Why are you, oops! What a coincidence, are you letting go? Which state governor are you?" ?”

A brocade robed man was coming to meet him, he jumped off the horse, threw the whip to the servant behind him, stepped forward and grabbed Jin Renwen's arm, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, I'm This is for you! Everyone agreed, whoever meets you first can win a lottery of [-] guan, I never thought that the lottery will belong to me this time!"

"What five hundred guan lottery?" Jin Ren asked, a little confused: "Could it be that you are drunk and talking nonsense again! I have agreed, you bunch of scumbags, if you want to mess around, go by yourself, don't involve me go in!"

"Hey, it's up to you!" The man grabbed Jin Renwen's arm and shouted back, "Dog slave, is your skin itchy yet? Why don't you come over and help!"

As soon as the words fell, seventeen or eight men in green clothes rushed out from behind the man, all of them were burly, and surrounded them. Seeing that the situation was not good, Wang Wenzuo and others hurriedly took a step back, surrounded the luggage vehicles, and drew their knives out of their sheaths , as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Sanlang, don't panic!" Seeing this, Jin Renwen hurriedly stopped Wang Wenzuo: "This is a good friend I met in Chang'an. He didn't mean any harm. I was just joking!" He pointed to Wang Wenzuo and introduced him to the man. Said: "This is Wang Wenzuo Wang Sanlang, the official residence of Xiongjin Governor's Mansion Cao Canjun, a rare hero in the world!"

The man looked Wang Wenzuo up and down, and suddenly his eyes stopped on the saber in Wang Wenzuo's hand. He snorted, took a step forward, pressed Wang Wenzuo's elbow with one hand, and patted his wrist with the other, and snatched the saber lightly and deftly. come over.Wang Wenzuo was caught off guard for a moment, startled and angry: "What do you want to do?"

The man looked at the knife, and returned the knife to Wang Wenzuo with both hands: "I was the original owner of this knife, and later I gave it to brother Renshou, and he gave this knife to you. I hope you can make good use of it!"

"You are the original owner of this knife?" Wang Wenzuo was taken aback. He looked at the inscription on the knife, and then at the man: "Your ancestor was the Tuhe family?"

"That's not true!" The man shook his head: "My surname is Li and my name is Jingye. This precious sword is a gift from my ancestor's old friend!"

"Brother Jingye's grandfather is the Duke of England! The original owner of this knife is Li Mi. His ancestor was one of the Eight Pillar Kingdoms, and he was given the surname Tuhe. After Li Mi's death, the British government collected this knife as a souvenir!"

"Okay, okay! These things about Chen Guzi's rotten sesame seeds are just as interesting as you said, and they are really boring!" Li Jingye stopped Wang Wenzuo's apology: "It's so windy outside and the weather is cold. Wouldn't it be a fool to stand here and not enter the house? Come on, let's go in first and have a drink and chat!"

The dining room of the inn was large and well ventilated, with a row of clay pots on one side and a stove on the other.The shop waiter was running around with a tray, and the cries of the customers were deafening, as if they were going to blow off the roof.

Li Jingye had already occupied a table near the stove. On the table was a wine warmer and several large food boxes. Seeing the master coming in, the servant hurriedly put out the dishes in the food box, Then he took out the jug from the wine warmer and poured wine for everyone. After the wine passed for three rounds, Li Jingye suddenly asked: "Brother Renshou, do you know why my younger brother is waiting for you here today?"

Jin Renwen didn't answer right away. He tapped the wine glass twice with his chopsticks: "You shouldn't have anything to do with the British official here. I can't help his old man with this little achievement!"

"That's right, it really has nothing to do with my grandfather!" Li Jingye said with a smile: "But it has nothing to do with your achievements, even if you leveled all of Goguryeo, Wa, Tubo, and Nanzhao, he wouldn't let me come. His old man has a rule at home, no one is allowed to mention a word about the government and war at home, whoever mentions it will follow the family law, I have suffered from this since I was a child!"

"Is there such a thing?" Jin Ren asked with a smile: "After Wei Guogong passed away, Ling Zu was the number one famous general in the Tang Dynasty. His military art is a treasure of the country, why didn't he teach it to you?"

"How do I know?" Li Jingye shook his head and laughed, "But he doesn't teach me, I can learn it by myself! Renshou, you didn't guess right just now, I can let you guess twice!"

"I can't guess this nonsense even a hundred times! Don't go around in circles!"

"Hey!" Li Jingye smiled: "Brother Renshou, do you know? You are definitely a big celebrity in Chang'an now. I don't know how many people want to ask you for a spot!"

"Quota? What quota?"

"A place in the polo team!"

Jin Renwen was confused by these words: "I just came back from Silla, how can there be any polo team? Are you kidding me?"

"Who are you kidding!" Li Jingye said with a smile: "Not now, but there will be one when you arrive in Chang'an. If I don't stop you here first, how can it be my turn?" With a dazed look, Li Jingye became more and more proud: "A few days ago, the emperor presided over the shooting ceremony in Guande Temple, and the prince also participated. When the prince heard the news that you were coming back, he proposed to hold a polo match. Take the lead against the Forbidden Army at the North Gate, and you are the equestrian instructor of the East Palace."

(End of this chapter)