My wife is a sword god.

Chapter 342 An Old Friend of the Imperial Capital

This is already the third day since the Qin family moved to Fengtian City, except for the Liu family who sent someone back to give gifts yesterday, no one came to visit.

Qin Feng knew that his father was unreliable, but he didn't expect it to be so unreliable.

No matter how you say it, the ancestors of the Qin family had a glorious past. In this generation, no matter how lonely they are, they won't be left out in the cold, right?

Putting down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, Qin Feng asked aloud: "Father, it has been three days since you returned to Fengtian City. Seeing that you have stayed at the mansion for the past few days and never went out, don't you plan to visit your friends in the imperial capital?" ?”

As soon as the words came out, the second mother and the second younger brother looked at the father together, and even the wife and Ningshuang who came to have breakfast together cast a curious look.

The old man paused as he stretched out his hand to pick up the vegetables, and then replied with a dry cough: "I originally wanted to visit, but those friends are now holding important positions in the court, and they are very busy on weekdays.

When they are free, they will come to visit me even if I don't look for them. "

"Master, you have such a friend, why haven't I heard you mention it?" Erniang asked doubtfully.

"I have been doing business abroad all year round, and I have made a lot of friends. There is no need to say anything about such a rare and common thing."

"Father, can you tell me specifically, who are those friends who are in important positions?" Qin Feng obviously didn't believe what his father said.

"That's right, master, it's almost New Year's Eve, so let's take the initiative to pay a visit and get on with each other." Er Niang added.

When the old man heard the words, he stammered: "For example, that lord named Li, and that lord Zhang, alas, I know too many friends, and you suddenly asked me to tell, how can I remember?

Move the chopsticks first, move the chopsticks first, it's freezing cold, and if you don't drink this porridge, it will be cold. "

The way of changing the subject was still so blunt, this old man really didn't make any progress at all. Qin Feng sighed helplessly.

Just at this time, the concierge came to the lobby and reported: "Master, someone is visiting the house."

The old man immediately got up and stood up: "What did I tell you, the Qin family has just returned to Fengtian City not long ago, and those friends are busy with their affairs, so it's normal not to know I'm back at the first time.

No, it was only on the third day that someone took the initiative to visit.

Tell me quickly, which high-ranking official in the court wants to see me? "

Is there such a thing?Did Dad really have friends in the imperial capital? Qin Feng frowned.

Of course, it is also possible that officials from the Liu family faction came to show their favor.

The concierge replied: "The person who came was a man, not dressed as an official, but wearing a thin shirt for the cold weather, he said himself that he came from the God's Workshop in the Imperial Capital.

He is not looking for the master, but the young master. "

Everyone in the lobby looked at Qin Jian'an, and the atmosphere was awkward for a while.

Although the old man is not a scholar, but he has traveled a lot, and his brain is not slow: "I wonder, at this moment, my friends should be in the court, so how could they come to visit me when they have time.

After a long time, it turned out to be a mistake.

Um cough, Qing'er, this porridge is getting cold, you can go to the kitchen and bring some more. "

"Okay, sir."

"Feng'er, why are you staring at me? I didn't hear anyone coming to look for you, why don't you go quickly?" the old man urged.

He was anxious Qin Feng raised his eyebrows and stood up: "Then I'll go first, you guys eat slowly."

Ningshuang asked: "Uncle, do you need me to go with you?"

Qin Feng thought for a moment, and replied: "Alright, later, I plan to go around Fengtian City to see if I can buy a few restaurants and open a branch of Wangyueju."

The old man's eyes lit up, and he said, "Do you want me to go with you? Fengtian City is no better than Jinyang City. People here are very dark. Seeing how young you are, you might double the price.

With me on the side to check for you, you won't be slaughtered like a fat sheep. "

"Father, there's no need, you'd better stay at home and wait for those powerful friends to come to visit."

The other party will treat me like a fat sheep if I bring you with me. Qin Feng added silently in his heart.

Following the concierge to the gate, Qin Feng saw the sturdy Huo Yuan at a glance.

The latter looked excited, and immediately stepped forward and said: "Gong Liang came back from Jinyang City last night and said that Master Qin was not found, but only heard from shopkeeper Peng that Master Qin's family moved to Fengtian City.

I didn't believe it at first, but I didn't expect to see you here.

Master Qin, it's your fault that you didn't tell us when you moved to the imperial capital.

Look at this Qin Mansion, it's so simple, if you tell us, it can help you to repair it.

Of course, money is required. "

Qin Feng glanced at it, and replied lightly: "This is the ancestral house that Emperor Ming rewarded, and Emperor Ming has sent someone to take care of it."

Huoyuan's eyelids twitched, and he immediately changed the topic: "Master Qin, come with me, the brothers in Shengongfang are looking forward to seeing you, and this month's drinks and share, Gongliang only leaves it for shopkeeper Peng. Some of them were picked up, and the rest were brought back."

"Lead the way, I can also see what the God's Workshop in Fengtian City looks like." Qin Feng replied.

The three of them immediately headed towards the Divine Workshop.

On the way, Qin Feng suddenly saw an old man, his hair had turned all white, but the beard that grew to his chest was completely black.

Years have left precipitation on his face, but the outline is still as sharp as a knife.

The contradiction between aging and youth is played to the extreme in him.

The old man was wearing a black shirt and a gray cloak, holding a wooden crutch in his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly.

A group of people passed by, the old man looked sideways slightly, just that one glance made Qin Feng inexplicably palpitate.

He stopped and turned around to look. The old man was walking in an orderly manner, leaning on a cane. The direction he was heading seemed to be the Qin Mansion?
"What's the matter, uncle, why didn't you leave?" Lan Ningshuang asked curiously.

Qin Feng turned sideways and replied, "Nothing."

He wanted to take a look at the old man with three thousand hopes, but in this moment, the weird old man had disappeared.

At this moment, Huo Yuan not far in front urged again: "Master Qin, what are you doing there, hurry up, Fengtian City is huge, don't lose it."

"Let's go." Qin Feng shook his head, and no longer entangled with the matter of the old man just now.

dong dong!

dong dong!

There was a short but forceful knock on the door, and the gatekeeper of the Qin residence immediately walked towards the gate, muttering: "Why are there so many people coming to the residence today? Could it be that the young master left something behind?"

Pushing open the door, the figure of an old man came into view.

The other party opened his eyes slightly, and the concierge's calf unconsciously swayed.

But this weird feeling came and went quickly.

The concierge looked at the old man in front of him again, and felt that he was a very ordinary old man, and wondered in his heart: "Could it be that the weather is so cold that my old cold leg has committed another crime?"

"This old gentleman, who are you looking for in the Qin residence?"

"The old man came to look for Jian'an."

(End of this chapter)