When I went out, I remembered that I came by Sheng Taiyang's carriage, and the car was still full of flowers.

"Young master, I'll call a taxi. ”

"No car, two horses. ”

"Yes!"

Niu Chunhan left, ran to the nearest inn and asked for two horses back, the shopkeeper looked at the Sheng family's waist card, and heard that it was the little prince of the Jianhou Mansion who asked for the horse, how dare he say no, nodded and gave it to his hands in a panic, the deposit was confiscated, and even the rented silver was less than half.

Chop Wu Nan with one palm, tie the person on the horse's buttocks, Feng Zhiping flew on the horse, and went straight to the four cities with Niu Chunhan.

The appearance of the live bandits attracted the attention of passers-by, and also attracted the messengers who patrolled the streets to come forward for interrogation.

Feng Zhiping didn't have time to talk to them, a few signs to prove his identity were picked up one by one in front of him, and people were sent to take a closer look and bow down without saying a word.

After passing through the two cities and entering the three cities, Niu Chunhan led the way and went straight to the Jianhou Mansion.

It is said that before Feng Moxiu left Beijing, the mansion was in Sicheng, not far from the Sheng family's mansion, which was given by the emperor's grace, and later when he left Beijing, Feng Moxiu took the initiative to return it to Sancheng, saying that it was a high wind and bright festival, Feng Zhiping privately thought that the old man was either afraid of killing his great-grandfather, an old friend, or worried that he would not be in Sheng Zhongzhang to vent his anger at his house and the people in the house.

Feng Zhiping, the Jianhou Mansion in the capital, has heard a lot, and has never been there, and the eldest brother Feng Zhili who comes to the family is the most, and he is resident in Beijing after entering the office, and the old mansion in the capital is completely taken care of by him.

Bring people to the main gate of the Hou Mansion, and see a pair of familiar stone lions from afar, and take a closer look, sure enough, it is exactly the same as the door of Quanzhou's house, no wonder it is familiar.

There is no Lao Wu in the gatehouse of the Hou Mansion, but there is Lao Fang, like Lao Wu, Lao Fang is also an old man in the house, he followed left and right before Feng Moxiu's career, and he was loyal, and later he was injured and lost a leg, a hand and an eye, Feng Moxiu couldn't bear his fatigue, so he left him in the prosperous area of the capital and did not take him to Quanzhou.

The night is late, the old party did not sleep, as he gets older and older, he sleeps less and less, at this time he is sitting on a low bamboo chair stretching his sour broken hands and legs, next to a purple clay pot and a soaked soft handkerchief, tired to drink two sips of tea, put down with the only remaining hand to pinch the handkerchief and carefully wipe his prosthetic hands and legs.

Behind him stood a half-sized man, who was dedicated to serving him.

The young man is about the same age as Feng Zhiping, he is short, but he is born with a strong and solid body, but he has no energy at this time, and he is quietly waiting in front of him, his eyes are closed for a while, his head is open little by little, and he looks like he may fall asleep at any time.

Lao Fang didn't look back, and when he listened to his breathing, he could hear that he was sleepy, and he didn't look back, and said in a warm voice: "Quanzi, go to sleep, don't worry about me, I'll sit down for a while and rest." ”

Quanzi immediately woke up, and his head shook into a rattle: "If it doesn't work, how can I leave you here alone!" Master, sit slowly, I'm not sleepy, I'll go to sleep when I serve you to bed!"

"I'm not sleepy, everyone is going to fall!" Lao Fang turned back with a smile, looked at Quanzi's legs, and showed a faint satisfaction, "Yes, I haven't been lazy recently, and I have a lot more solid." ”

Quan Zihan smiled, scratched his head and said, "It's okay, the main thing is that you teach well!"

"You kid, this mouth has been getting more and more lately..."

Lao Fangzheng laughed and scolded, and suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves outside the door, and immediately frowned.

The whole son also heard it, and muttered scoldingly: "Where did the dog come from, do you understand the rules, and ride so fast from here in the middle of the night! Master, do you want me to go out and scold him?"

The old man raised his hand to stop, pricked up his ears and listened, and after a while, his brows furrowed even more: "We came here, who is it so late?" Quanzi, is the eldest young master back?"

Quanzi nodded: "I'm back, I'll be back in the evening." ”

"It's not the eldest young master, is it... Master Hou?"

The old side was overjoyed, but the whole son was scared half to death, in case it was really the Hou Ye, what he said just now...

Phew, I didn't say anything!

Helping the old man put on his prosthetic leg and helping him up, the two came to the door and waited quietly, the sound of horses' hooves slowed down from far and near, and finally stopped outside the door.

However, the sound is not right!

It is impossible for Hou Ye to take only one person when he goes home, this person is not Hou Ye!

"Open the door!"

Just as he was thinking about it, the door was slammed twice, and an unfamiliar voice shouted: "The prince is back home, hurry up and open the door!"

What's that?

The Son?

The master and apprentice, you look at me, I look at you, and then exclaimed at the same time.

"But the young master?"

"Lord Shizi?!"

If it weren't for his own door, Niu Chunhan really wanted to slap the door open with one palm, so he could only say patiently at the moment: "Yes, it is the Red Sword Hou Shizi, our third young master!

The old man was shocked and hurriedly commanded Quanzi: "Quanzi, hurry, open the door!" Stupid, who asked you to open the side door, open the front door! Shizi went home for the first time, how could he let him go through the side door!"

As he spoke, Lao Fang patted his head: "Hey, I'm confused! I'll open the door, you go and let someone inform the eldest young master, saying that the young master is going home!

Quan Zi hesitated: "Master, it's very heavy." ”

The old man didn't talk nonsense, and the remaining right hand slapped hard against the door latch, and the thigh-thick door latch fell in response, and the whole son was embarrassed, turned his head and left.

The heavy main door slowly opened, and with the dim light at the door, the old man quickly glanced at the clothes and appearances of the two, and was startled when he saw the blood-stained clothes of the young man behind him and the bloody man in his hand.

"It's... What's going on?"

The old party was so shocked that he forgot to greet him.

Feng Zhiping didn't care about these false courtesies, he stepped forward, and said as he walked: "You are always Uncle Fang, right? I have heard my father mention you for a long time, and I saw you for the first time today, and I was shocked by you, you take care of it." ”

"How dare you!"

The old man waved his hand, only then did he remember that he was rude, and he bent over to worship, but Feng Zhiping pulled him up.

"Don't care about these false courtesies, I have something urgent to find my eldest brother, is he at home?"

"Yes, the eldest young master came back in the evening, and he didn't go out again, and he shouldn't have slept yet, and most of this time is in the study. ”

"Okay, go directly to the study, I'm here for the first time, please lead the way. ”

"Yes, young master, please. The old man took the lead and looked at the bloody man in Feng Zhiping's hand, "Young master, who is this person?"

"Wu Nan, the sixth grandson of Ma Shanbofu. ”

"What?!"

The old man was shocked, looking at the clothes, he knew that this person was not simple, who knew that he was such a troublesome master.

"Young Master, did you have a conflict with him?"

"Yes. Feng Zhiping said coldly, "This guy kidnapped my two friends, poisoned them and sent them to Wushuang Pavilion to fight life and death, that Wushuang Pavilion dared to do something with me in order to protect him, if it wasn't for my friend sacrificing himself to save him, I would have broken it in tonight!"

"What?!"

The old man was shocked again, and immediately became furious.

"Wushuang Pavilion dares to do something to you!!?

Niu Chunhan interjected with a gloomy face: "How bold, they even dispatched the old immortal of the Divine Treasure Period in the town, and they have no one in their eyes at all, and they regard our Sword Marquis Mansion as if it were nothing!"

Old Fang Zhen was on the spot, stopped and looked back and asked, "Shenzang, they used the masters of the Shenzang period to deal with you, Ding Fang or Guan Rong?"

"You are an old erudite!" Feng Zhiping glanced at Lao Fang in surprise, and said in a dark voice, "It's Guan Rong!"

Lao Fang gasped: "Guan Rong, that's a powerful old horseman, and he has the highest cultivation in the Wushuang Pavilion!

"No, my friend is not born with it, I typed it myself. Anyway, it's already exposed, there's no need to hide it, Feng Zhiping simply said it, and sneered, "That old man didn't take advantage of it, he should have a headache now!"

"What? You, you said you typed it yourself?"

The old man couldn't believe it, and then remembered a rumor, his heart tightened, and he lowered his voice in surprise: "You, is the rumor true, you are really cured?"

Feng Zhiping nodded without hesitation, and then waved his hand and said: "This is not important, the important thing is that the Wushuang Pavilion deceives people too much! My two friends are both under the Diancang Sect, and their strength is very strong, and the ten people in the ordinary acquired realm may not be opponents, if you want to keep them, there are no thirty or fifty people at all, don't even think about it, this kid doesn't know what means to use to masturbate them, knowing that they are people from Diancang Mountain, he dares to send them to Wushuang Pavilion to fight, and poison them in order to gag their mouths!" Wushuang Pavilion is not a cat or a dog, I don't believe they don't know at all, this matter is clearly aimed at me, this revenge will not be avenged, how can I have the face to see people in the future!"

The old man was born in the army, and he was already hot-tempered, and when he heard this, he immediately nodded, and his one eye flashed with a fierce light: "Dare to provoke our Sword Marquis Mansion, and dare to calculate you, the Wushuang Pavilion is tired and crooked!"

Feng Zhiping nodded with a smile, secretly speechless.

A long time ago, he heard about Lao Fang from his father and Lao Wu's mouth, it is said that this person is a madman, he challenged Feng Moxiu when he was young, and he was defeated and defeated again and again, he didn't know what it meant to be afraid, and he didn't know what it meant to admit defeat, so he was nicknamed "Cockroach", and Lao Wu preferred to call him "Cockroach Fang".

Later, Feng Moxiu formed the Township Warrior Regiment, he did not hesitate to join, and asked Ying to be the vanguard, every time he charged to the front, and the last one to retreat in each vicious battle, if it wasn't for his strength, he would have died a long time ago with this kind of "strength", and his life was indeed as tenacious as a cockroach.

After Feng Moxiu was sealed as a marquis, he naturally became the vanguard general of the Huozi Battalion, but unfortunately he fell into the trap because he was too reckless when he exterminated Huangquan, although he survived, he was seriously injured, and he lost half of his body cultivation, and he lost his eyes, one hand and one foot.

Because of this incident, his personality has changed a lot, I heard that he has been very peaceful in recent years, and he also accepted a little apprentice to train him as a pastime, and now it seems that this is only half true, the apprentice is accepted, and his temper has also been restrained, but he is still a belligerent maniac who cannot be defeated in his bones.

Several people walked through the pavilion and passed through the courtyard, Feng Zhiping followed behind, watching Lao Fang walking on the wooden prosthetic leg without slowing down or shaking much, and he could barely tell that he was disabled without looking at the prosthetic leg, and couldn't help but secretly admire.

Lao Fang's leg is almost broken at the knee, and after his skill regresses back to the acquired realm, he can't cultivate to the god in this life, the broken limb can't be regenerated, and can only be replaced by a prosthetic leg, and it takes hard work to train the prosthetic leg to the gait of a normal person, not to mention practicing to be as solid and flexible as him, which not only requires hard work, but also understanding, and great perseverance.

Daddy is right, this man is more tenacious than a cockroach.

Soon, when he came to the door of the inner house, the old man stood still and motioned for Niu Chunhan to stay with him, and asked Feng Zhiping to go in by himself, Niu Chunhan knew the rules and stood next to him and waited together.

"Look at him. ”

Feng Zhiping threw Wu Nan at the feet of Niu Chunhan, walked into the inner house, and went down to the study in the side courtyard under the guidance of the maid in the inner house.

"Third brother, are you injured?"