"Ahem." The sound of an old man coughing came, and the clan elder appeared with a cane.

The old man was dressed in a brocade robe that only a talented man could wear, and he came in from outside the door tremblingly with a dragon head crutch that could only be used in the old age.

Today, the clan elder is coming to participate in the opening.

And his old man, that is the twenty-seven years of Yongshun's talented master.

Xiucai met Bing, and it was reasonable to say that it was another dynasty.

And the high and low Dakang Dynasty, the civil officials of the seventh grade dare to scold the generals of the second grade, and they respect filial piety, and the year of the cane dynasty is written by the Zhou ceremony, over eighty years old, and the old man of the cane dynasty can be on crutches in the court, and the monarch does not offend him.

This is especially true in the Dakang Dynasty, the emperor is already filial, if the old people in the world enter Beijing, the imperial dining room will be the same as the meal, and the monarch will also personally receive it.

Bing Yilang, who has no rights in the eight grades, is enough for the seven rooms of the Han family and one clan.

The old man staggered, but his eyes were bright, and his cane seemed to be stuck at the gate.

"Don't I have any juniors in my Han family? I didn't even pick up the old man. "The patriarch changed the coolness of the day before yesterday, he walked with a slight shudder, and his eyes didn't seem to be sharp, like an amiable elder.

But he shut up about those who were there.

Xiangzhou is located in the bitter cold land of the north, so there are no seeds of Wenqu stars, so Master Xiucai is extra popular here.

No one can say that the younger generations of their own family need to be old and talented to participate in the imperial examination.

When the old man came, naturally he didn't need Yun Feng to welcome him, and Han Wenyuan had already pounced on him.

"Ancestor, you have to be the master of our uncle!" Han Wenyuan burst into tears.

"Poof!" knelt in front of the clan elder and hugged the ancestor's thighs with both hands: "Ancestor, this state soldier in Xiangzhou is too bullying, my uncle's shop is open today, and they will come to arrest people." ”

The clan elder patted Han Wenyuan's head: "Be good, tell the ancestor, why did they come to our family to bully people." ”

Han Wenyuan cried: "He said that our sumo wrestler is a fine work of Jin Guo and should be brought back for review." ”

"Humph!"

The clan elder doesn't need to ask much, everyone knows about Yun Feng's sitting in Xiangzhou City.

As long as either Zhao Boqiong and Arsalan are captured, today's sumo match will be incomparable.

No matter what the result is, Saifanlou just wants to pay a loss, and if he Yunfeng loses it all at once, even the Han family will be broken.

The patriarch walked over directly and faced Liu Qiang in front: "Smack!" "It's a slap in the face.

"Boy, get out of the way for the ancestor, otherwise the old man will beat someone."

A few people next to him said, you are done fighting, this is the threat?

Liu Qiang covered his face and stared at the elder of the Han family in front of him in a daze.

"Old man, don't rely on the old and sell the old, even if you are a showman, what's wrong? What if you're an old talent? Today, the military master and I are doing business, even if the minister of the envoy is here, I will say the same! ”

He pressed the clan elder's arm with his left hand, and with his right hand, he wanted to push the clan elder down.

It was incredible for the clan elder to look at Liu Qiang who was approaching, this slap was tantamount to offending the entire Han family, and even offended all the scholars in Xiangzhou, even the scholars of the Dakang Dynasty.

The Dakang Dynasty has a long history of being civilized and humble, and even the Pingjin Hou Yun family in the northwest has to be checked and balanced by the court's civil ministers, and now Bingyilang, who is only a Xiangzhou Prefecture Bing Kaiyuan Battalion, dares to push him

Next to the nearby pillar, Yun Feng pulled out a dagger from behind him, the dagger was shining with cold light, and the blade was extremely sharp.

This thing was brought out by him from the Hou Mansion.

Just about to do it.

Suddenly, I saw a fan flying over: "The minister of the Jingluo Envoy's Mansion is here, what do you want?" ”

"Smack!" The fan flew over his body, and the words the size of a palm were printed.

Fei Qi'an, who was a lupine scarf, walked from the gate, heroic and unparalleled, and looked down at Liu Qiang in front of him with his eyes.

The people present were stunned, and a few of them were stunned and wanted to talk more nonsense, but the people at the same table immediately covered their mouths.

They all looked at the man at the door.

Yun Feng, who was hiding on the side, silently put away the dagger.

Only Liu Qiang, he stared at Fei Qi'an with red eyes.

A choked voice in his throat: "Hehe! ”

It's like you're crazy.

Yun Feng, who was next to him, silently approached Fei Qi'an's side, and his right hand was already in his pocket.

It was at this time that he felt someone staring at him.

The neck is even a little cold.

Fei Qi'an has a master around him.

At this time, Liu Qiang moved, and saw his whole body bent, and his right hand was in his boots.

Right in this moment.

"Whew!" Bang.

A crossbow arrow behind Fei Qi'an pierced Liu Qiang's neck directly.

Blood sprayed on the ground, but it didn't spray half a cent of Fei Qi'an.

Several soldiers hurriedly followed and stood beside Fei Qi'an.

Yun Feng looked to the left.

There was a neatly dressed merchant eating his meal with a smile on his face.

It was him just now, which made Yun Feng feel dangerous.

Seeing Yun Feng looking over, this person nodded to Yun Feng.

Yun Feng also nodded, meaning that he knew.

After that, he hurried to Fei Qi'an's side.

"Brother Fei, come here, the small shop is shining!" Yun Feng complimented.

Fei Qi'an walked over in a few steps, picked up the folding fan on the ground and looked at it.

Seeing him like this, Yun Feng casually handed over his fan: "Brother Fei can use mine." ”

The difference in the value of the fan is 10,000 gold, but Fei Qi'an doesn't care, and looks around: "You are a good place in Saifan Building, and the decoration is also generous, but there is a ring in this restaurant." ”

He didn't say much, this Yunfeng sat in the village, saying that it was a restaurant, but it was actually a gambling house.

Yun Feng said: "My decoration here is not luxurious, but the small sumo match is still quite interesting, and I would like to invite you to eat some side dishes from our Saifan Building." ”

As he spoke, he took Fei Qi'an and went upstairs.

Everyone looked at Fei Qi'an's figure.

A few of the people who wanted to cause trouble have now shut up.

Even Arsalan quietly took a few steps back.

For fear of angering this first son of Xiangzhou.

The two took their seats on the second floor.

At the moment when Fei Qi'an sat down, suddenly Han Yuyao on the first floor said: "The game continues!" ”

Suddenly, the two sumo wrestlers scuffled together.

The two women were fighting like crazy, and they wanted to throw off their clothes.

The surrounding group of gamblers watched the blood rush, and subconsciously looked at the second floor.

After a while, the prince was slowly sipping a cup of tea, only occasionally glancing downstairs.

On the second floor, Yun Feng and Fei Qi'an sat together, and there were tea cakes brought by Fei Qi'an on the table.

There was a woman beside her who was holding a small mortar and gently grinding the tea leaves.

And what the two people on the table were drinking was the tea that Yun Feng brought himself.

It's just a simple fried tea with no honey, not to mention ginger and garlic.

Fei Qi'an took a sip very lightly and stopped drinking.

"Half of the money I earned today!" Fei Qi'an didn't say anything serious, but he asked for silver taels first.