Chapter 7: Breathing Technique
However, Yang Jian, who has always been very long, seemed too excited and did not pay attention to Wen Fei's expression. He probably had been locked in this carriage for too long. Even if the carriage built with this modern technology has been sitting for too long, it would not make people feel happy.
"Ah... it's Fuzheng Park there." Yang Jian made a fuss again, and Wen Fei took a lazy look. Anyway, he was just treating it as a tour guide to introduce the scenery when he was traveling. Then he saw that the garden was beautiful, with its rocks and valleys hidden, with its peaks and pine trees and cypresses, which was as beautiful as natural.
Unexpectedly, the Northern Song people had such advanced and open thinking and actually built a park. Why not go in and play? Seeing that the park seemed pretty. When Wen Fei said that, Yang Jian's face suddenly became awkward: "This is a private garden. Even if the official wants to go in and enjoy it, he must inform the owner first!"
Wen Fei was dissatisfied and shouted: "You just called this place a park. Isn't it called a park that allows people to enter and exit at will? At most, you can just give me some money!"
Yang Jian was amused and cried: "This is Fu Zheng Gong, Garden. Fu Zheng Gong is the private garden of the family of Fu Bi Fu Xianggong, the elder minister of the court. Although Fu Xianggong has passed away, it is..."
Wen Fei was too lazy to listen to these explanations, so he waved his hand lazily and muttered: "I understand. I feel that the gardens in this place are occupied by these wealthy and powerful people, so there is nothing ordinary people do!"
Hearing Wen Fei's tone dissatisfied, Yang Jian hurriedly said, "This is the urgent time. The official family has always wanted to see you. Otherwise, if we stay in Luoyang City for a few more days, the princes and nobles in Luoyang City will definitely want to invite the immortal master to visit..."
The two were talking by the car window, and the people outside heard it. The one who led the Western cavalry was a young general named Liu Guangshi, who was riding a horse and walking a few steps away from the carriage.
Wen Fei has seen all three fires on this person's body, except for the long fire. In addition to the little bit of official energy that descends from the dark, the three fires on his body are also extremely strong. It seems that this guy has a good life and is full of fortune, fortune and longevity! He will not be a small person in the future.
He laughed and said, "Which yard does the immortal master want to enter to play, we will escort the immortal master in. Let's see who dare to stop him if he doesn't have eyes, and we will kill him!"
Yang Jian was stunned when he heard that he had always heard that the Western Army had been corrupt in the military discipline, but he didn't know that this guy was so ignorant of life and death. How could he be a place where he could be arrogant and wild in Luoyang City?
Wen Fei was quite interested when he heard this, so he looked around. He pointed to a yard and shouted, "Here, here... this place is good! Whose family is there? Why don't we go and enjoy it?"
He refers to the garden on a hill in the distance. It doesn’t look very large, but the scenery is excellent. The most important thing is that in Wen Fei’s eyes, the place is full of energy, but not noble, but the earth is filled with air. It nourishes and protects this yard, and looks really extraordinary.
It's strange to say that since Wen Fei began to practice the true method of the Ghost Emperor in Fengdu, especially after he regarded himself as the Ghost Emperor, his eyes seemed to be able to see more and more things that ordinary people could not see. Even the most mysterious and unpredictable qi-seeing technique since ancient times was mastered by Wen Fei unknowingly. Only then can he see the extraordinary nature of that garden!
Before Yang Jian could answer, a voice sneered and inserted it in: "It's Mr. Yichuan's comfort zone. Could it be that you still want to break in?"
Mr. Yichuan? Who is that? Wenfei sounded familiar. He was suspicious. Yang Jian had already bit Wenfei's ear and whispered: "Mr. Yichuan is Shao Yong Shao Kangjie..."
Damn, Wen Fei changed color. No wonder the feng shui of that garden is so good! Then he was shocked and angry. Who the hell wanted to frame me and go to Shao Kangjie's garden? That's not to seek death. Wen Fei has never even heard of the famous Fu Zheng Gong Fu Bi, but as a Taoist scholar, if he had never heard of the name Shao Kangjie again, he could have bought a piece of tofu and killed him. This is a Taoist master!
Although Shao Kangjie had been dead for decades at this time, he lived with his descendants. Wen Fei didn't want to find it boring...
At this time, the carriages had gradually arrived at the edge of Luoyang City, and the number of people began to increase. Fortunately, the ancient land was not valuable, and the ancients often built roads that made modern people feel ashamed. The road surface was ten feet wide at any time, and it could be used as a square.
But even so, these thousand cavalry can't occupy the road surface, and they will be pulled into a long queue, stretching far away from the book, which will make everyone look at each other!
In the Song Dynasty, riding a horse would be a BMW-Benz-class luxury car. And this is a military horse, which is equivalent to a tank. A thousand tanks rumbled over. What kind of momentum is this?
The pedestrians along the way avoided early. What Wen Fei didn't even know was that even Luoyang City received an urgent report, closing the city gate. After such a big noise, someone would even take Wen Fei's words. He saw an oil-blue car parked on the side of the road, and the sound came from it. Needless to say, it was also a woman.
Could it be that there would be a romantic encounter before entering Luoyang City? Wen Fei thought to himself, and didn't know whether the woman in the car was beautiful or ugly. He stroked his chin and pondered for a moment.
Liu Guangshi, who was following the carriage, was not only good at slapping horses along the way, but also powerful at slapping horses. Seeing that Wen Fei looked at the carriage straight, he immediately understood and ran over to beat the horse and shouted, "Which woman is you, dare to speak randomly!"
After such a thing happened, Wen Fei's carriage stopped. As soon as he stopped, the cavalry guards in front and behind also stopped.
Facing such a group of soldiers who were like wolves and tigers, the clear female voice in the oily fragrant car started to sound: "What do you want to do?" There was a little panic in the voice.
Wen Fei suddenly felt that he had become the kind of bully who bullyed men and women on TV and teased good families with his tyrants. But no bully seemed to be as majestic as Wen. Not any bully could take a thousand cavalry to tease good women on the street. I think there was no heroic hero on TV, fighting for justice, and solving himself easily.
Chapter completed!