Good Fortune Martial Emperor

Chapter 35
Junlin City, the imperial city of Chu State, is also the economic and political center of Chu State.

The top dignitaries and families of the Chu Kingdom are all rooted here, and it really can be described as a place where dragons and tigers occupy.

Outside the majestic city wall, a four-wheeled carriage slowly approached.

In the carriage, Ye Feng and Mu Chen were both meditating and practicing, the bumpy road had no effect on them.

At this time, nine days had passed since they left Fengling City.

For the sake of safety, after driving on the water for three days, they disembarked at the nearest city, and then hired a carriage to drive from the official road to King's Landing City.

Mu Chen was the first to wake up from the training, and after many days of training, his injuries have recovered.

Seeing the majestic city wall through the window, Mu Chen's eyes showed complicated emotions.

Fifteen years ago, he was defeated in King's Landing City and lost almost everything. He didn't want to come here again, but his daughter and his wife were waiting for him here.

Mu Chen has to come.

"Master, are you here?" Ye Feng also woke up. In the past few days, Ye Feng has seized almost all the time he could to cultivate crazily. Now his aura is stable, and there is a faint tendency to break through the second level of agility.

"arrive."

Ye Feng opened the window, and saw three large golden characters on the city gate, King's Landing City.

"Yufei, I'm here."

The guards in Junlin City were not strict, and the carriage was only let in after a routine questioning in front of the city gate. After all, few people had the guts to make trouble at the feet of the emperor.

"Master, where are we going next?"

The streets of Junlin City are wide, with many shops on both sides, and nobles in rich clothes can be seen everywhere, but Ye Feng is not in the mood to appreciate these prosperity.

"Go see an old friend first." After Mu Chen finished speaking, he told the coachman a few words.

Not long after, the carriage stopped in front of an elegant house, Ye Feng master and apprentice got off the carriage and sent the coachman away.

"Sifang Chess Club."

Ye Feng looked at the plaque and said, this is a chess club, simple and elegant, with a touch of orchid fragrance coming out, through the gate you can see scholars dressed as literati burning incense and drinking tea, playing chess and chatting.

Two waiters dressed as boys came out, and said to Ye Feng and Mu Chen, "Hello, gentlemen."

Mu Chen said: "Hi, please inform Mr. He Fang that an old friend named Mu is here to visit."

The two waiters looked at each other and said, "Please wait a moment, sir!" After speaking, they hurried to report.

Mu Chen's master and apprentice are both handsome and extraordinary, and Mu Chen claims to be He Fang's old friend, so they dare not neglect.

Soon, the waiter who had just entered to report hurriedly ran out, bowed to Mu Chen and said: "Dear guest, please!"

After entering the Chess Club, Ye Feng discovered that there is a hole in the sky here, with small bridges, flowing water, pavilions, towers and pavilions. The overall layout is fresh and elegant, but it still does not lose the style of everyone. In Junlin City, where every inch of land is expensive, there can be a chess room of this scale. If it weren't for the extraordinary strength of the society, it really wouldn't be possible.

"Sir, please come inside."

This is an extremely simple study room, with a few simple wooden beams forming the frame, and white curtains hanging down to form the walls.

"Brother Mu, long time no see."

Pulling back the curtain, I saw an elegant man sitting in front of the desk. On the desk was a crystal clear jade chessboard, black and white interlaced, star-studded. A picture of a dragon soaring thousands of miles and a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests appeared.

Mu Chen shook his head, put one hand on Ye Feng's shoulder, and the gentle spiritual power came in, shaking Ye Feng's spirit and breaking free from the scene just now.

"Feng'er, not everyone can watch the Chess Master's chessboard." Mu Chen led Ye Feng into the study, and said loudly, "I haven't seen you for many years, Brother He's demeanor is even better than before!"

"Feng'er, this is the famous chess master, you can call him Uncle He."

Ye Feng cupped his hands and said: "Young Ye Feng, I met Uncle He."

He Fang gave up and said: "There is no need to be polite."

Mu Chen said: "This is my disciple Ye Feng, I made you laugh."

Only then did He Fang take a serious look at Ye Feng, nodded and praised: "Heroic spirit is overwhelming, a good-looking talent, he really deserves to be a disciple of the Sword Master."

"Uncle He won the prize."

After exchanging pleasantries, Mu Chen and Ye Feng sat across the table, He Fang picked up his fingers, and two chess pieces flew towards them with two cups of tea, and landed firmly in front of them.

"Brother Mu, this is the cloud and mist spirit leaf on the top of Fragrant Mountain, please taste it."

Ye Feng lifted the tea cover, and a refreshing fragrance came out. The tea leaves stood upside down, and it was a rare boutique at first glance.

"Brother Mu, I think back then, when you and I were called the Sages of Swords and Chess, we traveled across the world, enjoying the rivers and lakes, how happy and happy it was, it's a pity"

Having said this, He Fang had a look of regret on his face.

"As early as 15 years ago, the Juggernaut had already died in this city of King's Landing. Now I am just an insignificant useless person."

"Since you're gone, why come back?"

"Because I am still a father and a husband, there are some things I have to do." Mu Chen said, "Speaking of which, your daughter should be sixteen."

He Fang said to the outside: "Qiuya, come and meet Uncle Mu."

"What Uncle Mu? I'm afraid some liar from somewhere wants to join our He family."

At this time, an extremely discordant female voice came, Ye Feng looked around, and saw a young girl walking out from the back of the study, although her appearance was beautiful, her brows were full of disdain.

Beside her, there was also a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old. The two walked side by side, their behavior was intimate, they should be lovers.

The young man also said: "Uncle He, you are so kind-hearted, so there are always people who want to come to He's house to get some cheap money."

"Presumptuous!" He Fang slapped the table and yelled loudly, but from his tone, Ye Feng couldn't feel much anger.

He Fang said: "This is Mu Chen, the famous sword master back then. He is my father's good friend and brother. Qiu Ya, you still don't make amends!"

After speaking, he said to Mu Chen again: "Brother Mu, don't blame me, this is the little girl Qiu Ya, she was spoiled by her mother since she was a child, she is ignorant, don't take it to heart."

Mu Chen looked at He Fang, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but he secretly sighed in his heart.

"It's okay, actually, I really want to ask Brother He for something when I come here this time."

"Look, I'll just say it." He Qiuya muttered softly.

He Fang said: "There's no need to be polite between you and me, just speak up if there's anything that can be of use to me."

Mu Chen looked at Ye Feng, and said: "My disciple is extremely talented, and his achievements will be limitless in the future, but it's a waste to follow me, a useless person, so I want to entrust him to you for the time being."

"What?" Ye Feng was shocked, he never thought that Mu Chen brought him here because he wanted to entrust him to someone else.

"Ye Feng, your Uncle He is a strong man in the fifth level of the Lingfu. Not only is he powerful, but he also has a wide network of contacts. I can rest assured that you practice with him. You don't have to worry about other things, I will take care of them myself. "

It was only then that Ye Feng knew that Mu Chen had planned to save Mu Yufei without him early on, because the result of this trip would undoubtedly be a narrow escape, and Mu Chen was not sure at all, even if there was one more Ye Feng, there was no possibility at all.

He Qiuya said disdainfully: "He is also called talented. I don't think you have seen what is a genius."

After finishing speaking, she looked at the young man beside her with admiration, and the young man smiled and said, "Qiu Ya, don't make trouble, he is a disciple of the Juggernaut."

"What sword master disciple, you are still the young master of the Ling family."

"Qiu Ya!" He Fang reprimanded pretending to be angry, and then he didn't answer Mu Chen directly, but said, "Brother Mu, we haven't seen each other for many years, why don't we play a game of chess first."

(End of this chapter)