The sixth horizontal street in the east of Xijing City meets Qinglian Lane at the third intersection.

From here, head north, and the fourth courtyard on the east side is Hong Beom's destination.

The courtyard occupies a small area, and there are six-foot-high stone lions squatting on the left and right sides of the door, and a plaque is hung at the main entrance.

The white lacquer used on the plaque is written with four large characters in regular script of "Jin Haihong's".

The door was open, and no one was in sight.

Hong Fan stepped forward and knocked on the door twice, and only after more than ten seconds did a porter come from the side room.

"Who, what?"

It was a man in his forties and fifties, dressed in a long gown, and asked a little impatiently.

But before Hong Fan could reply, the man stopped talking by himself, and only looked at the visitor.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he has a very handsome face, and a long face full of fangs sticks out from his back......

"But the second son of the proprietor?"

The porter suddenly came to his senses and asked.

"It's me, Hong Fan."

Hong Fan nodded.

The porter immediately smiled, and immediately led him into the yard, and called a small servant to lead the red flag to the stable.

Then, with a smile on his face, he invited Hong Fan to sit down in the front yard and strode to the back hall to report the news.

Hong Fan sat in the guest seat and looked around.

The furnishings in the hall are simple.

The calligraphy and paintings look very new, and the vase can only be said to be in response to the occasion.

Soon, there was a sound of footsteps from far and near, and it was Hong Pan who arrived first with the two of them.

Hong Fan stood up to greet him.

"This morning, the magpie on the branch kept calling, I thought there was a happy event, but I didn't expect it to be a good nephew!"

Hong Pan smiled, came up and grabbed Hong Fan's arm and brought him to the main seat.

"Virtuous nephew, this is my eldest son and Hong Yu's eldest brother Hong Zhe."

He pulled the burly young man next to him and introduced.

"This kid can't practice martial arts, it's okay to run a business, he's been by my side all these years, and he has already started a family in Xijing."

Then, there was a middle-aged man with a mustache and medium stature standing behind the two of them.

"This is Zhao Rongxuan Zhao Da shopkeeper, our family's business here is very difficult to leave him!"

As soon as a few people exchanged a few words of greetings, five more people heard the news from all over the courtyard.

They all obviously want to meet the famous Jin Haixingjun.

Since then, Hong Fan also met Hong Qing, an acquaintance who had not long been separated and a fellow of the same period of ethnography.

Everyone sat down, and tea and snacks came up one after another.

The first topic is naturally the Shura Sect and his party.

"But you entered the mountain gate?"

Hong Pan asked, seeing Hong Fan shaking his head, obviously disappointed.

But several other people, including Zhao Rongxuan, took it for granted.

They listened to a lot of anecdotes about the second son of the owner, but compared to the Shura Sect, they still felt that they were trivial.

At this time, Hong Qing, who had seen the heroic appearance of Hong Fan City, was angry in a low voice.

"I didn't expect the four major sects to be blind too!"

His words attracted the attention of several local stewards in Xijing.

"Brother Qing, the Shura Sect is not blind."

Hong Fan replied with a smile.

"I didn't have any problems getting started, and I was guaranteed by the true biography, but after thinking about it again, I still refused."

This time it was the turn of the four seats to be shocked.

Zhao Rongxuan even tore off a few beards by mistake.

"Virtuous nephew, that's the Shura Sect! What do you think?! ”

Hong Pan was so anxious that he slapped his thigh.

"I was forced to do this."

Hong Fan sighed.

"Yuan Lingxue's predecessor of the Shura Sect has tested my bones, or due to my age and the fact that I have suffered too many injuries, I no longer have much potential to improve my physique."

"In other words, if I practice the Shura Fighting Sutra, even if I enter the Qi Realm, it will be difficult step by step."

"In this case, it is better to go to Tiqi and choose a second-grade exercise that suits you."

Hearing this cause and effect, Hong Pan bowed his head silently.

The Shura Sect has produced two martial saints successively, although they are both deceased, but their reputation in Liangzhou is still as good as ever.

Several people present may not agree with Hong Fan's approach, but they don't dare to say anything because of their identity.

After chatting about this matter, everyone sighed again about the bloody battle of Jinhai and the situation of one person and one horse coming all the way.

When the narrative was slightly reduced, half an hour had passed, and Hong Pan got up to take Hong Fan to his residence.

But the dwelling was not in the courtyard.

Hong Fan followed out the door.

The two turned out of Qinglian Lane, walked out one hundred and ten steps, and saw a courtyard with four entrances.

There is also a plaque hanging in the courtyard, written in gold lacquer, and it turns out to be the three characters "Asahi House".

Hong Fan was stunned.

Hong Pan smiled when he saw this, and pushed the door in first.

The courtyard was cleaned, the pillars were clearly freshly painted, and the furniture was readily available.

Hong Fan was led around the entire courtyard and found that there were more than a dozen rooms and two wells in front and back.

The garden in the backyard was replaced with a well-repaired martial arts training ground of six or seven hundred square meters.

In terms of scale and configuration, not to mention compared with the original Asahi Temple in Jinhai City, even Hong Jian's Xiongguang Temple has to be compared.

"How's this house?"

Hong Pan asked.

"Impeccable."

Hong Fan replied.

"Hey, although the location can't be said to be very good, it's definitely not remote, and it's barely worthy of our star."

Hong Pan said, obviously satisfied with his nephew's response.

"I picked for a long time, and finally spent three thousand five hundred taels!"

Hong Fan was shocked when he heard this.

A one-bedroom house in the prosperous area of Jinhai City is only worth six or seven taels of silver, and a two-room house with four floors inside is only one hundred and twenty taels.

The compound of 3,500 taels is considered a mansion even in Xijing.

"Such a big house, I use it alone?"

Hong Fan hesitated.

"It's a waste......

"Alas, this is what I discussed with your Uncle Wu and Uncle Libo before I came back."

Hong Pan waved his hand and said in the tone of an elder.

"Our family is in Jinhai, which is the head snake of the land, but this Xijing is different."

"Whether you are entering the Shura Sect or Tiqi, you must have some industry in Western Kyoto, so that you can have the confidence to interact with people."

"If you live with me, there will be some inconvenience."

Hong Fan naturally understood this truth in his heart, and he also understood why the other party wanted to leave his son and subordinates behind and bring himself over alone.

"Understood, do as my uncle instructs."

He stopped refusing and bowed.

"That's right!"

Hong Pan patted his nephew on the shoulder and gave some detailed instructions.

"I have brought the deed and the title deed, so I will leave it to you, but you must put it away."

"In the next few days, I will send a few small servants over to sprinkle and sweep, and when you are settled, I will let the people in the courtyard over there in Jinhai come over."

"There is no need to have any burden, the clan is rich now, this is nothing more than exchanging cash for real estate, which is not a ...... expense."

After listening carefully, Hong Fan somewhat understood why the elder generation of the clan was Hong Pan who was stationed in Xijing and took care of business.

After visiting the new Asahi-in, the two returned to the Hong Mansion.

Then, together with the people he had seen earlier, he walked to the bank of the Yao River to wash the dust for Hong Fan.

The location was selected in a riverside restaurant in the east city.

The restaurant is called "Xingshengtang", with three floors and two entrances, with a medium-sized backyard, which can only be regarded as a medium grade in Xijing.

But unlike elsewhere, this is the Hong family's own business.

(End of chapter)