Chapter Seventy-Six: The Sound of Horses' Hoofs Comes
Outside the Baqiao, the long pavilion stood or stood one or twenty people, and the armored guards outside surrounded it, Cheng Biting Jin held his waist, a bowl of warm wine for a short time, ate a corner, and then looked up at the wind and snow: "The snow is heavy, I don't know where it has gone." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"Ahem......"
Qin Qiong coughed, Cheng Yanjin hurriedly put down the wine cup, frowned, and said, "Let's get in the car." ”
"Ahem......"
He didn't answer, just sat there, but he was holding a hand-warming bag, not a handguard, but a gelatinous warm water bag, which was closed with hemp rope and casually tucked into his sleeve, which was also comfortable.
When the children of the Zhang family heard the sound of talking in the long pavilion, they all turned their heads, and when they saw Qin Qiong sitting there, Zhang Daxiang hurriedly stepped forward and took off the bear skin on his body: "it, be warmer, uncle, put it on." ”
Before Qin Shubao could reply, Cheng Biting Jin grabbed the big gun, and complained while wrapping Qin Qiong: "You are Li Ji?" ”
These words can be heard in two meanings, it seems that the vulgar Cheng Zhijie has something to say. Wen Yanbo, who didn't speak on the side, opened his eyes a little.
However, Wen Dalin didn't look at Qin Qiong, just glanced at Zhang Daxiang, and immediately smiled, and then saw Zhang De standing like a pine outside the pavilion through the figure of biting gold.
is different from Zhang Dasu, Zhang De, who has been exercising all year round, is tall and very energetic, even if he is compared to the guard armor, it is not much better. Coupled with the temperament accumulated over the years, it actually made Wen Dalin feel a sense of horror.
"The eldest grandson Gongguan's Zhang family's disciples, how is it?"
Zhongshu Ling leaned sideways, as if smiling and asking the eldest grandson Wuji, who was practicing in a false sleep.
It sounds like he is asking Zhang Gongjin what his juniors mean, but the old fox knows that this kind of person from Taiyuan is directly aimed at Zhang De.
"What, Da Lin doesn't have to point out the Zhang family?"
is also smiling, but the eldest grandson Wuji is full of ridicule.
Unlike Wen Yanbo, as a descendant, it can even be said that as the uncle of the next generation of emperors, the eldest grandson Wuji is naturally not afraid of any challenge from important ministers. However, with the long separation from the circle of power on the surface, the eldest grandson Wuji knows very well that his brother-in-law is a male lord who can sacrifice everything for the sake of the reputation of the Holy Monarch.
In the past, he had never had the fear of the revival of the family, but with the number of shops in the two cities of Chang'an skyrocketing from 10,000 to 50,000 today, he was afraid.
But what his eldest grandson Wuji feared was not the upstart colleagues who drove all this or the bear child army like the "Loyalty Society", but the emperor......
He has a tacit understanding with Zhang De, although it is very funny to say it, the first hero of the dignified change of Yuan Zhenguan will actually have a tacit understanding with a descendant. However, after scolding each other for shameless people in the carriage, the eldest grandson Wuji allowed his son to enter the small circle of the "Loyalty Society".
"The eldest grandson laughed."
Wen Yanbo didn't smile or speak.
Wei Zheng, who was standing like a sculpture in the pavilion, moved his eyes, and quickly glanced at the eldest grandson Wuji and Wen Yanbo, and then his eyes fell on the wind and snow, and he returned to the appearance of a sculpture.
"Uncle."
Although Qin Qiong's physique is well conditioned, but the wind and snow are so big, it is still a bit of self-abuse and self-harm. Seeing this, Zhang De hurriedly stepped forward and took out a Wu's Snow Ginseng Pill from his arms, and Qin Qiong swallowed it.
Ginseng works better than anything else.
"Da Lang, I haven't been to the southern suburbs for some days."
"I'll go in a few days."
Zhang De lowered his head and stood very humbly.
"Huaidao thinks about you, and he wants to enter the city, if it wasn't for your aunt to stop him, he would have come to the north of the city long ago."
Qin Huaidao is now just a junior bear child, but it makes Qin Qiong remember it wholeheartedly. Zhang De is the most eye-catching junior among Qin Qiong's friends, and from a selfish point of view, Qin Qiong hopes that Qin Huaidao can follow Zhang Deming. Even if Zhang Daxiang Zhang Dasu and Zhang Da'an are not bad, even Cheng Chubi is now a tiger guts, but Qin Qiong can't look down on it.
What's more, putting aside the selfishness of licking calves, Qin Qiong's body conditioning is so smooth, thanks to the two famous doctors under Zhang De.
Instead of looking for the ghostly Sun Simiao who was a donkey friend in Zhongnan Mountain, it was more reliable for the descendants of Chao Yuanfang.
"That's right."
Cheng Zhijie seemed to suddenly remember something, and asked Zhang De, "What Hongshen brought back from Liaodong took the canal?" ”
"There are a lot of things, some of them go through the Grand Canal, and some go south into the river and then go north."
"Heading south into the river?" Cheng Yanjin was stunned for a moment, "Sea Road? ”
"By sea."
After groping with his beard, Cheng Zhijie's eyes rolled: "The old man heard that most of the people who returned to Beijing this time remitted their furniture to Luoyang, but is there such a thing?" ”
"Yes."
"They're on the Jingluo Rails?"
"I guess so."
Zhang De replied in an uncertain tone.
"In this way, the time it took for Liaodong to arrive in Beijing was several times faster than that of the former Sui......"
The muttering Cheng Yanjin seemed to be thinking about something, but his question directly shocked the slightly tired ministers, and then almost at the same time he aimed his eyes at Zhang De.
Target!
Lao Zhang was furious in his heart: This stinky and shameless person is really cheap.
A slut who can hack a twelve-year-old boy for tens of thousands of times, and there is no pressure to turn an eighteen-year-old youth into a bowl of braised pork in front of a glutton.
The eldest grandson Wuji looked at Zhang De like a fool, which made Zhang De can't help but think of a sentence: My heart has no fluctuations, and I even want to laugh a little.
It's definitely not one or two, as long as Cheng Yanjin heard what Cheng Yanjin asked just now, he must have thought about it, and he plans to talk to the man from Liangfeng County in a few days, and contact him.
Originally, they said that they had a beautiful, dignified and generous granddaughter or daughter at home, but when they thought of this, they couldn't help but secretly scolded someone: Xu Xiaode, who suffered from the plague!
For a slut like Cheng Caodi, who makes a fortune by fishing in troubled waters, Lao Zhang doesn't have any pressure, besides, the more awesome his son is, the closer he is tied to the "Zhongyi Society". Another one, Cheng Chubi is now a brave man with an independent personality, his father himself is not a foolish and filial person, how can the offspring have genetic mutations?
Just as the inside and outside of the long pavilion were thinking about it, and when Zhang Gongjin waited for his heart to be cold, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly came, and everyone was in high spirits.
"It's finally here."
"Huh? How did this voice come from the west? ”
After a while, a knight rode a horse and galloped over, and when he got closer, he saw that it was the "flying horseman" costume of the left and right camps.
"Your Majesty has arrived!"
With that, the knight turned his horse's head, and the sound of the horse's hooves faded westward, disappearing into the snowstorm.
Everyone was stunned at first, then quiet, and then they were busy, standing honestly in the wind and snow, waiting for the boss to come and inspect.
No matter how many thoughts there are at this moment, the ministers and nobles or the ignorant teenagers are very clear that Zou Guogong Zhang Gongjin is absolutely simple in the emperor's heart.
Holy Grace.
The important ministers who greeted him all sighed with emotion. (To be continued.) )