Zou Xun sent Feng Zhiping to the door, bowed down and sent him off, and did not get up until Feng Zhiping's frame disappeared for a long time.

The shopkeeper was on the side, and when he saw this, he patted him on the back: "Get up, it's gone." ”

Zou Xun straightened his waist and looked at the direction where Feng Zhiping left, thoughtfully.

For some reason, he always felt that the name "Feng Zhiping" was very familiar, and he couldn't remember where he had heard it for a while.

The shopkeeper looked at him with his hand, and sighed: "Nobleman, this is the real nobleman! It's the first time I've seen the one who smashed the table and chair and took the initiative to lose money, the atmosphere, the real atmosphere, this kind of bearing, I really don't know which family cultivated the son!"

"Seal the family. Zou Xun said casually, "He said his name is Feng Zhiping." ”

"Oh, it turned out to be the Feng family. ”

The shopkeeper nodded, was silent for a moment, and suddenly stared at his eyes.

"What do you say his name is?!"

"Feng Zhiping!" Zou Xun was startled, and he didn't understand how the old shopkeeper, who had always been as stable as a mountain, suddenly looked like this.

"Sealed... Feng Zhiping!" The shopkeeper gasped and slapped Zou Xun's shoulder in ecstasy, "Brother Zou, you are lucky!!"

Zou Xun hesitated, rubbed his shoulders and said in astonishment: "What kind of luck?"

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and then carefully looked at Zou Xun's expression, and saw that he was full of seriousness and no jokes, and his eyes suddenly became the same as looking at a monster, with a look of disbelief.

"You're from Changping County, right?"

"yes. Zou Xun nodded.

"You are from Changping County, and you don't even know who Feng Zhiping is?!" The shopkeeper raised his voice, and he dared to say that if he didn't know, I would beat you.

Zou Xun was stunned, a flash of inspiration appeared in his dazedness, a familiar figure rose from the depths of his mind, and gradually coincided with the talented aristocratic boy, he looked at the shopkeeper in disbelief, and stammered and asked: "He, he, he... He is... He won't be...."

The shopkeeper stabbed angrily and funny: "Yes, that's it, that's right! This time, there was a rumor that the prince of Jianhou was coming to the capital, and I thought if I could have the honor to take a look, but I didn't expect to see it here today." Alas, it's better to see than to hear, what kind of rampant and domineering gentleman, I'm bah, how can the tiger father have a dog!"

Zou Xun was dumbfounded, and his expression gradually became complicated.

Feng Zhiping appeared too quickly and suddenly, he was kind and funny, obviously a young man with a spicy demeanor and a spicy style, like a person who was not confused, and he was decisively frightened, such a character was really difficult for him to associate with the demon king of the mixed world who was known to Tianyuan in his memory, because he knew the name but didn't think about it at all.

It is better to see than to hear, and it is better to see with your own eyes than to hear, and hearing is always just hearsay, and most of the rumors are water, and he suddenly found that he had unconsciously become the ridiculous and hateful person of believing and spreading falsehood.

And what makes Zou Xun feel most complicated is that the two of them actually have an unknown karma.

A year ago, he went to Beijing to catch the exam, and because he was shy in his pocket, he took some errands that took less time and did not hurt his body from time to time on the way, one of which was to deliver letters.

That's right, Feng Zhiping's letter to the family that turned seven or eight turns was sent by Zou Xun, Zou Xun didn't know the importance of that letter, but he remembered the silver gift given by the kind old man who guarded the Jianhou Mansion.

The money is not much, but it solves his urgent need, he has always remembered the old man, remembered the kindness of the Jianhou Mansion, and wanted him to repay the answer, but he did not think that the previous favor was not repaid, and he received a new favor, he had mixed feelings, but also a little trance.

The Buddha said cause and effect, and the Tao said fate, is this the fate in the underworld?

He doesn't believe in Buddhism or Taoism, but at the moment he believes in the word karma.

straightened his clothes, bowed to the end, and bowed again in the direction where Feng Zhiping left.

He doesn't know if he can repay this kindness, he only knows that he will not forget, he will ask for it every day, and he will be full of kindness.

The shopkeeper watched from the sidelines, speechless.

If you don't say that the reader is stupid, this scholar, everyone has been gone for a long time before he reacts, and now he has a fart to flatter!

Alas, sad!

The carriage walked unhurriedly, Niu Chunhan followed the side of the car, and asked through the window, "Does the young master know that scholar?"

"Just met. ”

"Then why did you help him and give him back the silver taels?"

"Help him because of the Meng family, don't you give him money, hehe, it's just a whim. Feng Zhiping smiled, paused, and sighed, "Actually, I look at him pitiful." ”

Niu Chunhan pretended to have a bitter face: "Young master, my subordinates are also very pitiful." ”

"You?" Feng Zhiping snorted, "Our accounts haven't been settled yet, and when it's over, you can tell me that you are pitiful." ”

"Don't!" Niu Chunhan didn't pretend this time, and said with a sad face, "Young master, if you want your subordinates to die, your subordinates don't dare not die, but your subordinates want to die clearly, can you tell me, what did I do wrong to make you unhappy?"

Feng Zhiping had a toothache, and said in a muffled voice: "You don't need to know more, you just need to know that you have a crow's mouth, which is very annoying." ”

Crow...

Niu Chunhan was full of crows flying around, all the way to think that he hadn't figured out which of his words was unfortunately true, and when he saw that the young master was angry, he didn't dare to ask again, so he stepped aside stupidly. Yunnan

The carriage stopped at a small bridge, watched the swimming fish pull the idle day, and half an hour later, the convoy appeared in the field of vision.

Xiao Tao didn't look like a girl's house, the other maids sat in the carriage, she was good, sitting next to the car and giggling with people, seeing Feng Zhiping suddenly threw the coachman and waved his hand to this side, sitting on the edge trembling for fear that she would fall down, Feng Zhiping hurriedly stretched out his hand.

"Honest!"

The convoy rendezvous, Xiao Tao jumped out of the car and hurriedly ran over to offer hospitality, the words were full of concern, as if Feng Zhiping couldn't live without her service, and the careful tasting was actually complaining, blaming Feng Zhiping for leaving her alone.

"This is Kyoto, and there is no one around you to serve, so you will definitely be angry if your wife knows about it. ”

Xiao Tao was serious, Feng Zhiping was amused, and scratched her nose with a smile.

"Okay, I'll take you with me next time. Yan looked around and said suspiciously, "What about Jing Lian, aren't they together?"

"The Six Emperors... No, no!" Xiao Tao patted her mouth, "It's the sixth son, the sixth son sent us to the west gate of the fang and left." ”

"Gone?" Feng Zhiping sneered, "I'm afraid you don't dare to come to see me, right? Ignore him, let's go!"

Turning around and getting into the car, as soon as one leg stepped on it, the person froze, his eyes rolled a few times, and his face changed greatly.

"No, this guy, he must have called someone! Go, hurry up, get in the car, hurry up!"

The convoy restarted, several times faster, and twenty guards divided into four people to open the way, and passers-by along the way panicked and dodged, shouting and cursing openly and secretly.

Niu Chunhan rode a horse and followed the car, puzzled: "Young master, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Speed up, the sooner the better!"

Feng Zhiping did not explain. After the order, he put down the inner partition and grinded his teeth with a gloomy face.

Can you not be in a hurry?

Don't be in a hurry, the old man is coming!

You Jinglian left in a hurry without greeting, clearly going to the palace to find the old man, and when the old man arrived, he couldn't help whether he wanted it or not!

The formalities are complete, the second floor passes quickly, the scenery on the third floor has no time to enjoy, and the convoy of horses with different hooves rushes into the fourth floor.

When passing through the fourth-floor door, Feng Zhiping asked intentionally, and sure enough, You Jinglian's chariot had just passed, and according to the description, the line was very hurried!

The four-story street is spacious, there are not many pedestrians, and it is difficult to see the frame on the road.

Feng Zhiping didn't have this leisure, and directly gave the driver an order - fast, how fast and how fast!

So, on this day, many people on the fourth floor saw a strange group of centaurs roaring past, and the posture was as if the wolf had driven it.

Sheng Mansion is located on the north side of the fourth floor, opposite to the location of Feng Zhiping's entry into the city, the convoy went around half a mountain to reach the territory of Sheng Mansion, a quiet stone road in the grove winds forward, Feng Zhiping can't, can only let the convoy slow down.

After walking about a cup of tea, a courtyard wall was horizontally in front of me.

The courtyard wall is not high, but it is very long, and the dark green tiles are snow-white walls, and there are calligraphy and paintings painted on them, some of which are children's graffiti, and some of which are suspected to be the handiwork of famous artists.

Rao is anxious, Feng Zhiping couldn't help but take a few more looks, this style of wall is the first time I have seen it, not to mention, chaos is chaos, but there is an indescribable order in the chaos, which is very peculiar.

After walking along the wall for a while, he finally saw the main gate of the Sheng Mansion, Feng Zhiping secretly estimated that if the back mountain was not counted, the area of the Sheng Mansion would be larger than his own.

What a luxury!

This is Kyoto, and if you can have such a large mansion here, you can see the glory of the saints!

Shengfu scholarly family, no military guards, only selected some sturdy male servants for a little training to take care of the home.

Far away, the porter heard the sound of carriages and horses, the old servant of the gate walked out of the door with a few strong men, looked at a few glances to see the battle clearly, frowned slightly, while sending someone to inform the steward, while leading people to wait in line, after the carriage stopped, the old servant meticulously stepped forward to salute, got up and was about to speak, suddenly saw Feng Zhiping walk out of the car, looking at the familiar face stunned.

"You... You..."

Feng Zhiping returned the salute with a smile, and said a little embarrassed: "Hello old man, I am Feng Zhiping, my mother is Sheng Yan, I just arrived in the capital today and wanted to come to see my great-grandfather and grandfather first, I came without saying hello, please don't be surprised." ”

Let's click~

The old servant's jaw dropped, and he looked at Feng Zhiping with his big mouth open, looking at the edges and corners that seemed to be very good for Feng Moxiu, as well as the eyebrows and eyes as beautiful as Sheng Zhu, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and his old face became more and more red.

"Young Master Ping, you are Young Master Ping?!"

"Well, that's me. Feng Zhiping nodded, even more embarrassed.

No way, except for one time when he didn't remember, he never came here again, and suddenly he didn't even know how to introduce himself, after all, the old man's means of marrying his mother were not so glorious, and the main purpose of this visit was to "take refuge", because he always felt a little ashamed of poor relatives coming to the door.

The old servant took a deep breath, and just as Feng Zhiping was about to greet the long and rigid false salute, the old servant suddenly jumped around and ran into the mansion like a twenty-year-old man, shouting loudly as he ran.

"Young Master Ping is here! Young Master Ping is back! Master, old lady, a great happy event, Young Master Ping is back!!"