Chapter 11: A Dream of Spring Breeze

Fu Qing looked at Shao'er with smooth eyes, but Fu Qing was like a fan. Anyone who sees it is always curious, but fortunately, it is curious, curiosity is not very heavy, and it is said that if the Great Chang'an City cannot revolve around Fuqing.

"Do business! It's big, big enough to buy half a street in Chang'an City. Do you believe it or not? "Saying that, Fuqing didn't lie to Shao'er, at least more than half of the officials in the Tang Dynasty were Fuqing's words.

Shaker has seen a lot of carriages in and out of Chang'an City, and when he sees a sea of people making trouble in Chang'an Street, he wants to buy half of Chang'an Street? I'm afraid that in the eyes of the shaker,

At least Fuqing can't do it.

"Shake it up! Chang'an City is so big, how can you possibly buy a street. Whispering, Shaker stretched out her hand to compare the paintings, she didn't know what Fuqing was doing there, she was busy sawing wood, and gesturing with the objects in her hands.

Fuqing laughed, most of Chang'an City was shaking, and Fuqing, who was trapped in the dyeing workshop, didn't know that Chang'an was full of information about Fuqing'.

Whoever can do it, who else can be! Except that he couldn't find his own son-in-law Qin Yong.

Fu Qing held a long and short piece of wood in his hand, sawed and cut it for a while, time passed not fast or slow, and saw a wheelchair that was very suitable for pushing hands appeared in Fu Qing's hand.

Fuqing piled the wheelchair with both hands, came to Shaker step by step, and pressed Shaker's shoulders on the wheelchair. Suddenly, the dyeing workshop priests looked over and saw Shao'er sitting in a wheelchair. Surprised, curious, all-encompassing, I have never seen the world, and there is such a magical thing, people can still push and run when they sit on it.

"You, what did you just do? That's nice! Shake the child to be happy! It's much better than those sour shows. ”

"If only! I can too, I have a sister like a fang, and another one like a husband like Shao'er, even if I only live for one day, I am willing. ”

"Shake! What's wrong? As he spoke, he saw that Shao'er stopped Fuqing from pushing forward.

Fuqing looked at the big wooden door of the dyeing workshop, when, as the owner of the dyeing workshop, Fuqing, couldn't even enter and leave his own door, and the fang envoy was bold.

I know why Shaker is holding Fuqing!

It's not because the envoy said before that as long as Fuqing comes out of the dyeing workshop...... Chop hands and feet.

Fuqing doesn't care, but it doesn't mean that Shaker cares too. That's the envoy, the sister who depends on each other, and is irreplaceable at some point.

"It's okay! Your sister is now reviewing the owner of the dyeing shop, and she doesn't have time to worry about Shao'er. As he spoke, as soon as he got out of the dyeing workshop, he bumped into an official arrogant man, blocking Fuqing's whereabouts.

From the Fuqing side, the puff and puff in front of him is blocking the direction of Fuqing.

But then again, standing on the side of the big arrogant man, he looked at it, pushing the wheelchair with both hands to help Qing, and only then did he seem to be in the way.

I don't know if Fuqing is blocking the big arrogant, or the big arrogant is blocking Fuqing, and the two of them are sitting in a wheelchair. No matter who is blocking whom, it is worth thinking about.

"How can you two stop my arrogance, could it be that you have any grievances to inform this official? What the hell! The man sat on it and walked forward. While speaking, the dignified Tang Dynasty Shangshu shot the left servant, and the servant under the door was in the middle of the service, Fang Xuanling.

How could Fuqing recognize it when he first arrived in Chang'an, Shangshu was the left servant, and he was also the servant of the door, and he was the servant of Fang Xuanling, who was quite a prime minister.

"What a grievance, who are you! Don't you know how big the sick are? Saying that, Fu Qing saw that he was sitting in a wheelchair and shook his son, and stretched out his hand to grab Fu Qing who was arguing with Fang Xuanling.

Returning his hand and patting his little hand, Fu Qing's eyes looked at Fang Xuanling, who was proud of his eight flowers. No matter who Fang Xuanling is in front of him, it is not right to block the way, let alone block it in a wheelchair.

I saw a house slave step forward and yelled at Fuqing.

"Do you two know who my family is? Dare to stand in the way of my family. ”

"Who are you...... I'm talking to your family, do you have a part in interjecting? Act recklessly. While talking, Fu Qing didn't care about the official in front of him, and now he just wanted to go shopping with his shake.

I saw that Fang Xuanling's eyes were very appreciative, looking at Fuqing in front of him, looking at Fuqing's side, sitting in a very novel wheelchair and shaking his child.

"The sick are great! The sick are great! Get out of the way and let them pass. He said. Seeing that Fang Xuanling instructed his arrogant husband under his hands, and the slaves who were waiting for him to make way to Fuqing.

Fu Qing's eyes shone when he saw that he was a powerful house slave, and he immediately obediently bowed to Fang Xuanling, "Yes!" My lord, give way. As he spoke, a group of people in front of him moved away from Da Jiaozi and quickly made way for Shao'er and Fuqing to quickly make way for a wide avenue.

Fuqing didn't say anything to Fang Xuanling, the patient is the greatest! Whether Fang Xuanling is a scholar, or an official and a servant. Whether it is a subordinate servant who is also a servant of the door, or a member of the same three books, he has to give way when he encounters a pile of wheelchairs and shakes his children.

Piled up with wheelchairs and rocking, he was pushing and shaking on Chang'an Street. Wandering around, Fuqing really didn't want to say that he had lost his way, and Chang'an City in front of him was really big. In the past, the two of them were accompanied by Qin Yong, and after walking blindly for a while, they naturally found the place to go.

"Shake! Chang'an is not good-looking. I saw Fuqing ask Shaker.

"Beautiful! Aqing, the house in Chang'an is really big and beautiful, and there are many people. As he spoke, he saw Fu Qing say unhurriedly.

"Shake!" Fuqing called.

"Aqing!" Whispering in response, Shaker didn't know why Fuqing called her name.

"Take you to see my hometown, okay, the houses are more than here. Towers, roller coasters circling in the sky, Ferris wheels spinning in the sky, and so much more. Saying that, Fu Qing really wanted to push Shao'er to see him, and Fu Qing knew that he couldn't go back and had to do it here.

Shake saw Fuqing exaggerated, is there really such a big house? A car running in the sky? That's where people live. Obviously, it is where the gods live, it must be Fuqing, and it is used to make Shao'er happy.

"Really? It's so big, and it can run in the sky! Shaker really wants to go. As he spoke, Shake'er's smiling little face even blew the warm breeze.

Suddenly, a group of people stepped forward to surround Fuqing and Shao'er. With a stick and rope in his hand, it was clear in broad daylight, and the dark clouds came to the dark, and he didn't know where the knife boss came from.

"Good fellows! You're out! I thought I would be fine if I hid in the dye shop. As he spoke, the knife boss waved his hand and a group of people stepped forward.

Fu Qing's eyes were sharp, he raised his hand, and his palm was close to the tough guy who rushed over. A wonderful force, the Xuanhua Bagua Inscription Mirror Flower in the palm of his hand, stiffly shook the tough guy back a foot away. Raising his feet, Fu Qing stepped on the tough guy's feet, pushed his palm up, and put down a tough guy on the ground again.

Shaker saw that Fuqing was so good at fighting, but he couldn't kick that place either. Hurriedly closed it, but couldn't help but look at each other curiously, only to see Fuqing punch on the tough guy's nose, ah! Beep and kick the tough guy away.

Jeet Kune Do's fast, accurate, and ruthless.

Kick the bird's nest!

Wing Chun is seven points of strength and three points of strength.

Stomp on your feet!

Tai Chi restrains its rigidity with extreme softness.

Explode the pig's head!

Everyone, there is a saying. That's right, it's 'not afraid of hooligans, but afraid of hooligans being educated.'" But the front of Fuqing is completely a higher realm, **** plus martial arts, flowing clouds and flowing water, this is a kind of realm, a very high realm. Don't think that people who enter Chang'an from other places can be bullied so much.

Even though the fight was dark, none of the tough guys who rushed up could get close to the shaking within three feet.

I saw the knife boss holding a stick in his hand and rushed towards Fuqing.

It may be that you didn't see your feet clearly, someone just fell there, or you didn't pay attention, and the knife boss stepped on something, only to see that the knife boss fell and smashed the stick in his hand on the ...... accurately.