This Xiangyang prefect is a fourth-grade official, and Zhao Fuxin is just a sixth-grade minor official at this time. But Zhao Fuxin is the champion, and his official career will definitely be soaring in the future, so this Hua Kuian has to try his best to please. When Zhao Fuxin traveled in Lin'an, he was the identity of Zuo Shilang, and now he is the identity of the champion when he returns to Xiangyang, and he wants to ride a horse and wear a saffron to go home. Zhao Fuxin set off in the morning and met the prefect of Xiangyang who went out of the city to greet him twenty miles outside the city. After seeing Hua Kuian, Zhao Fuxin got off the carriage and stepped forward and said:

"I've seen Huada. ”

"Oh, Lord Zhao doesn't have to be polite, you really won glory for our Xiangyang this time as the top student in high school. ”

Hua Kuian turned his head to the side and said:

"Bring that BMW. ”

Zhao Fuxin originally prepared a good horse, but Hua Kuian arranged a horse for Zhao Fuxin, and he couldn't refuse. When the man brought the horse, Zhao Fuxin immediately liked it, this horse was tall, fat and healthy, the whole body was white, and the eyes were black and the mouth was black. Although he was led, he was arrogant and had an unruly and unruly look. Hua Kuian saw Zhao Fuxin nodding uncontrollably at this BMW, and was secretly happy in his heart.

"Lord Zhao, this horse's name is Zhaoye Bai, and it is Tang Xuanzong's favorite royal horse. Du Fu has a poem: Zeng watched the first emperor shine on the night white, and Longchi flew a thunderbolt for ten days. If you like me, I'll give it to you. ”

Hua Kui thought with peace of mind: After receiving my horse, he will definitely do things for me in the future. Zhao Fuxin thought for a while and said:

"Then thank you for the kindness of the Huada, the next official will accept this horse, and the great grace of the lord will not dare to forget it. ”

"Haha, it's easy to say, come, ride into the city, many residents have already gone out of the city to meet you. ”

In fact, some people also came very early like Hua Kuian, and there were many who wanted to go further to greet Zhao Fuxin, including Zhao Fuxin's eldest uncle Zhao Changbao, but when they arrived here, they found that the prefect was there, so they had to walk back.

Zhao Fuxin rode on the BMW, and Zhao Yebai resisted at first, but was slowly controlled by Zhao Fuxin. Zhao Fuxin touched the BMW and said:

"It's really a good horse, if you follow me in the future, I will treat you well, how about I call you Xiaobai?"

As soon as he screamed in the night, Zhao Fuxin took the red flower and walked towards Xiangyang City. Behind were the prefect of Xiangyang and the thirteen guards and others, and some people really went out of the city to greet them during the procession, and Zhao Fuxin waved to them warmly. When he met Zhao Changbao, although Zhao Fuxin didn't want to pay attention to him in his heart, but with so many people watching, if he was like that, as a junior, he would definitely make people laugh. Helplessly, I also exchanged a few words with him to show respect, Zhao Fuxin's mother did not come to pick up, she had to wait for Zhao Fuxin at home. He saw many familiar faces along the way, such as Sister-in-law Li who sells steamed buns, Wang Mazi who sells vegetables, and He Fatzi who sells meat. I think about the bits and pieces of life in Xiangyang all these years, and if Zhao Fuxin has any regrets at this time, it is the uncertainty of the life and death of the big bull. Along the way, I came to Zhao Fuxin's home, which is still like that, small but warm, and this is Zhao Fuxin's haven.

Zhao Fuxin got off the horse and pushed the door open, and saw the white-haired but excited old mother, and tears couldn't help but welled up. Kneel down and say:

"Mother, the child has lived up to your expectations, and the top student in the exam is back!"

After speaking, he began to kowtow, how could Wang bear it, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhao Fuxin up, but he was also in tears, and choked up:

"My son, my good son, you have not disappointed me and your father, all right, come into the house. Zhao Fuxin got up and said to Hua Kuian:

"Huada people also come to the humble house and sit down. ”

Hua Kuian knew that Zhao Fuxin's family was ruin, and he came to visit the Wang family once, of course, he knew what happened after Zhao Fuxin was the top student in high school. This time, Zhao Fuxin invited himself to say that he had to go again, and after a few people entered the house, Ouyang Feng outside said to everyone:

"Zhuang Yuanlang entertained his father and fellow villagers today, and set up a hundred tables for a banquet in Xiangyang City, if there is not enough table to eat, you can come to me to receive a reward of one or two silver. ”

When the people outside heard this, they were all impressed by Zhao Fuxin's arrogance and generosity. Zhao Fuxin and Hua Kuian dealt with some scenes in the house, and after talking, Hua Kuian returned to Xiangyang Mansion. Zhao Fuxin was able to tell his mother something in his heart, and Wang agreed with Zhao Fuxin's suggestion to take her to Lin'an, after all, this is where she has to be sad. Later, Zhao Fuxin chatted with Ouyang Feng alone for a while, and he had the heart to accept this honest martial arts practitioner Zhao Fuxin as a confidant, but Ouyang Feng didn't seem to want to do this.

"Ouyang Feng, I have something to do with you. ”

"Your Excellency, please. ”

"You take the silver taels to the Chunxiang Pavilion and redeem a woman named Shen Binglian. ”

"Yes. ”

Ouyang Feng came to Chunxiang Pavilion under the guidance of Zhao Fuxin, Ouyang Feng came to the Qinglou for the first time, and Chunxiang Pavilion had not yet started to pick up guests. Ouyang Feng saw that the door of Chunxiang Pavilion was closed, and when he didn't know what to do, he remembered that the Qinglou should have a back door, so he came to the back of Chunxiang Pavilion, and just came out of it, panicked and sneaky. Ouyang Feng could only describe him in one word when he saw him, that is: vulgar!