"This used to be my home."

After standing for a long time, Guan Kuo spoke to Wuji.

Wuji looked at it silently for a moment and nodded.

"But not anymore."

Traceless nodded again.

Nowadays, Guan Kuo is the only one to listen to, so it will try to do what a listener should do.

The steward still exists, and it's pretty good, but it's not a steward anymore.

There was no one in there either, and it was nothing but clean.

The huge Guanfu has become a decoration in Chang'an City, it is very beautiful, very magnificent, and very iconic, but except for a limited number of people, no one has ever been able to enter.

People came and went around, but Guan Kuo sat down on the stone steps, leaned over tightly without a trace, and began to tell stories to Wuxian babbling, about his past, about his parents, about the house, about the hunchback Lao Jin, about the people of Chang'an, and about Li Xiyun, the princess of Guangle......

He talked about a lot of things, but he didn't know what he was talking about.

But Traceless has always listened very carefully.

When you are frustrated or something is worthless, the one who listens silently by your side and does not show any impatience is a true friend and one of the most important people in life.

General Zhenwei said that Wuji was his brother, and General Zhenwei did not lie to him.

The slope of sunlight is changing all the time, and time is slowly flowing, but it's really hard to capture that change.

Guan Kuo sat on the stone steps in front of the gate of Guan Mansion for a long, long time, and there were countless Chang'an people passing by along the way, and they may have felt that Guan Kuo was really like a fool sitting there unscrupulously and dumbfounded.

It's just that they didn't think that this fool was the fool, and that the way he sat there basking in the sun was exactly the same as that fool.

It was probably because Guan Kuo had disappeared for too long, and the appearance he was wearing in the armor of the Northern Tang Army was really inconsistent with the past.

Guan Kuo stood up, he was ready to go, on the road of life, there were too many scenery to stay for too long.

This is the area with the most mansions of the nobles in Chang'an, there are many people on all sides, and there will occasionally be a son or daughter of a family passing by, but these have nothing to do with Guan Kuo, they are already people from two worlds.

In those hours, he had seen two or three familiar faces, or cars passing by, but still no one recognized him.

He walked aimlessly along the long street, he would go to Wang Du, His Royal Highness the King of Jin, or someone else, but at least today, he didn't know where to go.

When he left, he traveled in Chang'an for a day, and at that time there was Princess Li Xiyun of Guangle to accompany him, and now that he is back, he is still traveling in Chang'an for a day, and there is no trace of him.

He wandered until noon, and finally went to a restaurant and had a meal.

The military salary of the Northern Tang Dynasty was very sufficient, although he had almost nothing now, but one meal would not make him poor.

There was a hustle and bustle in the distance, just like many moments in every dynasty and generation in Chang'an.

But the hustle and bustle is always different.

He frowned, walked out of the restaurant, took it without a trace, stood on the street, and looked into the distance.

……

……

Chang'an has been hazy for many days, and today is a rare sunny day.

Such a brilliant golden sunshine can bring people an excellent mood and great interest.

Especially those who have nothing to do.

In the past, they were all young heroes, which was a good memory of the past for many people a long time later.

Those real teenagers, when they rode horses, did feel an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and prominence.

They are the upper echelons of Chang'an, and they don't need to pay much hard work. Since they were born, those benefits have been automatically given to them for no reason, so their fun lies in the exclamation of the people of Chang'an when they gallop on Chang'an Street.

Especially the exclamations of the beautiful women.

Of course, it would be better if those beautiful ladies from various provinces happened to pass by and saw their heroic and chic appearance.

The Northern Tang Dynasty is very large, and there is a vast area outside the city where they can gallop on horseback, but they just like to be on Chang'an Street because it is very cool.

Of course, in front of them, it was the people of the Fuzhong who were riding fast horses to open the road, although they liked to see the panicked and discolored appearance of the Chang'an people, but they didn't want to bump into something because the horse was too fast, so those who opened the way became the key to breaking the obstacles.

In fact, even the subordinates in their mansion, no one dares to provoke, and they have never encountered people who stand in the way, unless they bump into the emperor's relatives and relatives, then they are considered unlucky, but in that case, a few words of apology will be fine, and those valuable people don't want to easily offend their elders.

The streets under the sun today belong to the sons of Bai, Ruan, and Hua.

They may have called the other fox friends, but in the end they were the only three of them.

But that's enough.

The horse-made Lu is fast, the bright sunshine, the long white clouds, with the BMW, and the Chang'an people on the street one after another, that is a great joy in life.

"Get out of the way!"

Rushing to the front is the subordinate of Washington, he has been doing this for many years, at the beginning, maybe there was nervousness and panic, but after a long time, he knew that as long as there was that master behind him, then he would not have anything, all the troubles, just need a word from Washington, can be crushed. Gradually, he also slowly found the pleasure of his master, especially the feeling of the fox and the fake tiger made him more happy, those beautiful daughters looked at his master's gaze, as if they were also attached to him, and the frightened eyes of the Chang'an people made him feel stimulated.

These two words of his were like orders, and the originally peaceful and lively street suddenly became a mess, full of people dodging and screaming, and for a while, chickens and dogs jumped, and it became a pot of porridge.

Accompanied by a burst of hearty laughter.

"Hahaha, come once a month, it's really hearty!" (This sentence should be unambiguous, right?) ）

Baiyun felt the wind in his ears, and the slender figure of a young woman when she fell, and her heart fluttered.

"Once a month? Are you afraid that your old man will scold you? The prince of Washington laughed and mocked.

(End of chapter)