I don't know exactly how long it has been, but the sun is already overhead.

Xin'er followed closely behind Feng Ming, and the beads of sweat on her forehead fell. After nearly three hours of travel, we finally arrived.

Outside the city gate, Feng Ming's movements at this time were the same as Xin'er's, and they all stared blankly at the nine-zhang high city wall.

What is contained in the eyes is completely different, the wind is profound, and some of the things that happened in Youzhou have not been forgotten for so many years.

Xin'er was curious and surprised, she didn't seem to have come out to wander, and she was more curious about everything.

"Sir, why is this wall higher than that of Los Angeles?" asked Xin'er.

"I don't know. To be precise, he never considered such a problem, and the height of the wall was usually the most suitable for combat, not necessarily how tall it must be to defend against the enemy.

In Xin'er's eyes, Los Angeles is the capital of the country, and the higher the city walls, the better.

"Let's go. Feng Ming spoke, called Xin'er to his side, and walked inside.

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"Stop!" the four gate guards stepped forward. Drink the wind roar.

A soldier who seemed to be the leader stepped forward, circled around the wind and said, "You're from Los Angeles?"

Feng Ming was silent, he had been here no less than ten times, the previous leaders knew him, and they never dared to talk to him like this, and now these people are guarding the door. None of them he knew.

Lest there be a change in the city.

Xin'er hurriedly walked up, took out a few ingots of silver from her waist, handed them to him, and said with a smile, "My husband is a swordsman from Youzhou, and we have only been out for less than three days, but I didn't expect that several eldest brothers would treat us as living people." “

Xin'er said this very coincidentally, and gave a sufficient weight of the "burden", how could the leading officer and soldier not eat these benefits, he put the silver in his arms, and immediately said happily.

"How come, I naturally remember sir, please inside, please inside!"

If you accept money from others, is it reasonable to embarrass people?

Xin'er retreated to Fengming's side and respectfully said, "Sir, please." “

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I stayed away from those soldiers, and faintly heard the leading officer and soldier say, "I don't know which girl it is, so handsome, she is willing to follow behind a swordsman......"

Feng Ming looked back at Xin'er and said calmly, "Are you familiar with these?"

Originally, he thought that Xin'er was a famous lady of which family. After all, I was curious about everything, but I never thought that I would be so smart.

Xin'er followed in a few steps, and said with a smile, "Don't you know, sir? These are ordinary things in the rivers and lakes, from the emperor of heaven to the local officials? Who doesn't love money?"

Xin'er paused, and then said, "Sir is extraordinary. It's not something that ordinary people can replace. “

The wind was silent, and stopped in front of a mansion, the gate was open, and there were six guards outside the gate, which was not inferior to the city gate.

Snow?

The words on the plaque made Xin'er wonder. Why isn't it a mansion, but a snow tread?

She knew that the clouds were a great horse, black all over, but their hooves were as white as new snow. Running straight like a dark cloud stepping on snow. It is said that ordinary horses will shake their hooves when they see it, and bow their heads and make a sound to show respect.

It's similar to people, and only others will respect you if you have strength.

Before Feng Ming arrived at the door, the general who was guarding the door greeted him, and Shi Li said, "Lord Feng Ming has not been here for a long time, and the young master still mentioned you in front of his brothers, saying that he hadn't drunk with you for a long time. I'll go and inform the young master, you two have to drink two cups, otherwise the young master will have to talk about me again. “

Feng Ming nodded, he agreed, and this was his hometown. They all know him from top to bottom, and they attach great importance to etiquette.

The name of this mansion is because it is a horse farm, and there is something else in it, which is outrageous. The owner of this horse farm is the young master who was guarded just now.

This title is easy to misunderstand that the owner of the mansion has someone else, but in fact, it is because the young master is not very old, and he can't be called a master~ Isn't it?

"No need to be notified, I'm already here, haha!"

Xin'er poked her head out and looked inside, the person who came was dressed in white, holding a bamboo fan in her hand, and tied her hair, she was dressed as an obvious scholar, who would have thought that this was the lord of the mansion who stepped on the snow.

Xin'er muttered in the back, "The laughter is hearty, and it doesn't match his people." “

Feng Ming performed light skills, appeared directly in front of him, and said calmly, "Brother Netherworld." “

Xin'er was taken aback, Mr. called him a ghost brother, this person is really not simple, no wonder he has such achievements at a young age.

Then she hurriedly ran to Feng Ming's side, bowed slightly, and said to the young master, "Netherworld young master." “

Netherworld Snow took a step back, held the bamboo fan in her hand, and saluted respectfully, "Mr. Fengming calls me a brother, then I have no choice but to make a big salute." “

It's also true, and they just talked about it over the drinks, and calling him a brother was a bit of a pain in the deal.

"Please. Nether Snow straightened up, holding a bamboo fan in her hand and pointing towards the house.

Feng Ming was not polite, and strode directly into the depths, obviously already very familiar.

Xin'er stayed outside, pouting. "Why did you leave me here, sir? “

In this case, since the lord of the mansion is present, it is inconvenient to enter without the gentleman or the lord of the mansion opening his mouth.

"This girl can follow Mr. Fengming, so much so that I am a little envious. Nether Snow stepped out and sighed.

"What's there to envy?" asked Xin'er, genuinely confused. It may be a bit of luck to be able to follow her husband, but she has never been proud, and there is nothing to be proud of, so where does the envy of others come from?

"What I'm saying is that I'm making public opinion. Girl, please!" Nethersnow lost it, and invited Xin'er inside.

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