Datang Lingnan King

Chapter 4 Feng Daiwen enters Chang'an
Saying goodbye to Qu Tutong early the next morning, Feng Daiwen and Qu Tuquan rushed to Chang'an with more than 100 horse-drawn carriages.

The journey was safe and sound, and they arrived in Chang'an City three days later. The weather in Chang'an in October has turned cold, and the grass has begun to wither. The crowd sitting under the old trees on the roadside and resting on the road looked at them curiously. Feng Daiwen looked up at this A majestic ancient city, with infinite emotion in my heart,

I'm here in Chang'an, thinking that I will soon see the legendary Tian Khan, Emperor Qiangu and his civil servants and military generals, I will be very excited. Eighteen bachelors, Lingyan Pavilion has not been built yet, why don't you bring it with you? Wu Gou, charge Guanshan Fifty States?Please go to Lingyan Pavilion for a while, if you are a scholar with tens of thousands of households?Here comes the magnificent Tang Dynasty.

"Brother, brother," Qu Tuquan interrupted Feng Daiwen's obsession, "Brother, let's go to the city with my brother first, and stay at my house in Chang'an for the time being, and hand over the booklet to see when the saint will be summoned."

"Everything is arranged by brother," Feng Daiwen said to Qu Tuquan with a smile.

"That's good, brother, let's treat you well for my brother," Qu Tuquan said happily, and after finishing speaking, he rode his horse and took the lead into the city.

Feng Daiwen and his party entered the city with a motorcade. At first, Feng Daiwen was worried that too many convoys would cause trouble. After entering the city, he found that there were people coming and going in the city. Many businessmen came in and out with their carriages, but they were not as big as them. Chang'an deserved it. It is the largest city in this era. All kinds of hawkers on the roadside are hawking loudly, and crowds are constantly coming in and out at the door of the store. Many men and women on the street are standing on the side of the road watching Feng Daiwen. The maid was walking on the street, looking at Feng Daiwen and the others boldly.

"Whose house is that? Why did they bring such a huge convoy," a question came from a restaurant on the side of the street, and a white-faced boy looked suspiciously at the second floor.

"Get out of the way, look at a certain family," a strong young man with a beard and a green face pushed the white-faced boy and said, suddenly, he turned around and slapped the white-faced boy on the head and said, "You idiot, I don't know anyone." After speaking, he shouted to the people below: "Brother Qu Tu, wait for the younger brother." After speaking, he left his companion and ran downstairs.

Running to the side of the convoy, he laughed loudly and said, "Brother Qu Tu, younger brother Cheng Chumo is polite."

Qu Tuquan looked back and also laughed out loud, "Haha, the Cheng family brothers are very polite. I haven't seen you for a long time, and I'll come with you. I'll introduce you two good brothers when I get home."

"Okay, okay, brother please," Cheng Chu smiled silently and cupped his hands to the two brothers Feng Daiwen;
Feng Daiwen also returned a salute with a smile, Cheng Chumo, he should be Cheng Yaojin's son, Feng Daiwen secretly said, this honor is indeed like his family's.

"Brother, wait, brother, wait," two more young men came running from behind, one was the white-faced young man just now, and the other was Cheng Chumo's brother at first glance, with beards all over his face at a young age.

A few people simply saluted and continued on their way. After all, with a huge convoy,
Go back to Qutu's Chang'an mansion, take a seat in the lobby, and the goods will be placed by the servants.

"Come on, let me introduce you, brother." Qu Tuquan stood up and pointed to Feng Daiwen and said, "This is Wu Guogong's second son, Feng Daiwen, who is 17 years old, and this is the fifth son, Feng Daihuo, who is 14 years old (the fourth and third sons are not from the same mother as Feng Daiwen) Don't think too much about it)."

"I've seen you two," several people saluted with fists clasped.

Pointing to several others, he said: "This is Cheng Chumo, the eldest son of General Cheng Yaojin, and Cheng Chubi, the third son. This is Yuchi Baolin, the eldest son of General Yuchigong's residence."

Let me go, this beard is Cheng Yaojin's kind, I can understand it, but what is the situation that this little boy with a normal face is Yu Chigong's kind?Although Feng Daiwen looked stunned, he was not slow to salute. "I've seen you all."

"Haha, Brother Feng, why be so polite, everyone is from our own family, and when we come to Chang'an, we have some brothers as hosts. There are not many people in Chang'an that I can't afford to mess with," Cheng Chumo said boldly.

"Thank you so much, brothers. I will inevitably trouble you in the future," Feng Daiwen said to the three of them with a smile.

"Fifth brother, go get three Xiuchun knives," Feng Daiwen said to Feng Daihuo who was beside him.

Feng Daihuo silently cupped his fists and saluted and went out.
"Hehe, don't blame me, my younger brother is dull by nature and not good at speaking," Feng Daiwen said apologetically with a smile.

"It's easy to say, easy to say," everyone replied.

Not long after, Feng Daihuo came in with three boxes in his arms.

"Come on, brothers, I didn't bring anything with me when I first arrived in Chang'an. I gave these three Hukou Xiuchun knives forged from the meteorite iron as a gift to the three of you." Feng Daiwen opened the box and handed it to the three of them.

"Ah, the meteorite from the sky," Cheng Chumo was taken aback, picked up the knife and lightly touched the edge of the knife with his finger, only to see his finger bleed instantly.That's amazing, Cheng Chumo murmured to himself.

Feng Daiwen was sweating coldly. Those who hadn't come earlier hurriedly stopped him, and hurriedly said, "Be careful. This knife is extremely sharp. If you use a little force, your fingers will disappear."

"Uh, uh," Cheng Chumo also nodded in a daze of fear.

Cheng Chubi and Yuchi Baolin also looked at the saber in their hands with joy. The precious saber flickered coldly, and a tiger's head protruded from the handle to enclose the blade.Cheng Chubi took out a handful of copper coins from his bosom and folded them on the coffee table. He raised the knife and waved the copper coin with the tea table and immediately split it into two halves. Several people hurriedly surrounded them, only to see that the blade of the knife was intact.

"Haha, thank you, Brother Feng, this gift is really precious, but I really don't want to give it up. If you have something to do in Chang'an, you can do it as you please, and I will definitely do it for you." Cheng Chu said silently, patting his chest.

"Yes, yes," the little white-faced Yuchi Baolin also chimed in, "I still have a lot of strength, and there are very few people in Chang'an who don't give us face."

Feng Daiwen twitched the corners of his mouth when he saw this disobedient white face, "Then thank you brothers first, and I will trouble you in the future."

"Okay, let's have some wine first, take a good rest today, we have something to discuss tomorrow." Qu Tuquan said.

A few of them are young people, chatting, bragging and farting. After drinking, they call themselves brothers and sisters. They are very happy. They drink until midnight, and they are drunk to the ground before they are supported by the servants to rest,,,
(End of this chapter)