Zhangsun had been so busy these past few days that he felt like he was about to fly.
On one hand, he had to deal with the smelting workshop. On the other hand, he had to deal with the mobilization of the people on the mountain. He and Cheng Chumo were so tired that they were about to collapse.
But just now, he was finally free!
Yu Shinan had personally ordered him to immediately go down the mountain and ask what the hell Zhang Feng was trying to do.
When Zhangsun heard this, he immediately got up from the stool and ran off.
Cheng Chumo and the others were so angry that they cried out that the heavens were unfair.
Zhangsun went down the mountain, got a horse, and galloped towards Chang 'an City. Along the way, he saw people from the military camp. At this time, they were pulling large and thick lumber in an endless stream. They were lining up to transport it to Chang' an City.
After asking around a little, Zhangsun found out that these things were actually going to build a basketball court?
What kind of thing is a basketball court?
Zhangsun was suspicious as he galloped. The closer he got to Chang 'an City, the more people were talking about this. When he reached Chang' an City, the things that entered his ears were all about strengthening one's body, relaxing one's muscles and meridians to prolong one's life, and so on. He even heard some people talking about what kind of magical thing Zhang Feng from Tong Hui Fang had made.
He could fly more than ten feet high with a single jump.
This made Zhangsun even more confused.
What was Feng Zi doing?
Before he could go to Yan Lai Lou to have some fun, Zhangsun urged the date red horse to gallop into Tong Hui Fang. The originally sparsely populated Tong Hui Fang was now extremely crowded. Zhangsun couldn't help but slow down.
By the time he arrived at the entrance of Tong Hui Square, the place was already filled with commoners who wanted to join in the fun. There were also vehicles loaded with piles of wood. Even the roadside was filled with piles of wood.
From afar, Zhangsun saw a familiar face.
He hastily called over one of Yuchi Gong's soldiers. This soldier was once one of the stubborn ones in Chang 'an. His father was a subordinate of Zhangsun Wuji. There was once when they went too far and almost burned down Yan Lai Restaurant. When the Ministry of Works demanded an explanation, this kid took the initiative to take the blame for Zhangsun Chong. Furthermore, Zhangsun Chong was also very generous. With a drink, he bribed Yuchi Baolin and allowed him to enter the military camp.
Now that they met again, the two of them sighed.
However, Zhangsun couldn't be bothered to ask about his well-being. Wouldn't it be fine if he invited him to Yan Lai Lou to book a place for him after he was done?
"Let me ask you, what is going on?"
As Zhangsun spoke, he took out a cigarette from his bosom and handed it to the young man. The young man was too lazy to refuse. After taking out a lighter, he said, "I suggest you go and ask your brother. That kid was almost angered to death."
Zhangsun was even more curious.
"Why don't you tell him properly?!"
However, the young man only chuckled and pointed at Yuchi Gong's red nose. "Your brother is really a f * cking talent. See that? No blood on his blade!"
"He didn't even appear, and he made this yaksha blush. Hehe."
Zhangsun Chong looked in the direction of his finger.
He saw Yuchi Gong with his hands on his hips and angrily shouting at the crowd while rubbing his nose. There was even a dog skin plaster stuck on his nose. That look was simply …
Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of him, Zhangsun Chong threw the reins in his hand and hurried to the tavern where Zhang Feng was.
And inside the tavern.
At this moment, Zhang Feng could no longer see a trace of anger on his face.
This made Li Chengqian and Yuchi Yu 'er very puzzled.
Li Chengqian couldn't help but ask curiously, "Could it be that you were faking it just now?"
Zhang Feng lit a cigarette and placed his feet on the table, rocking the recliner. He pointed at his temple and said, "Think again. See if you've improved after being with me for so long."
Li Chengqian was stunned when he heard that.
A hint of surprise flashed across Yuchi Yu 'er's beautiful eyes in an instant.
She couldn't understand Zhang Feng more and more, and the mysterious attraction on Zhang Feng was what attracted her the most.
Especially after coming to Chang 'an and hearing the things that Zhang Feng said and meeting Li Chengqian, Yuchi Yu' er wanted to get Zhang Feng even more.
Otherwise, how could someone as handsome as Zhang Feng, who didn't have a wife for the time being, be Yan Lai Restaurant's songstress and a young lady from a small family be Zhang Feng's wife?
Were they even worthy?
At this moment, Li Chengqian was frowning and smoking a cigarette. After wandering around the tavern for a long time, he said, "Fengzi, do you mean to … attack Wei to rescue Zhao?"
Yuchi Yu 'er was stunned when she heard that. She couldn't help but ask, "Young Master Li, what do you mean by attacking Wei to rescue Zhao?"
Of course, she didn't know. However, for Li Chengqian, who knew about Zhang Feng's plan to rescue India, he could still remember a little of it.
After all, it had only been less than ten days since that incident.
Zhang Feng nodded, then shook his head. "Not bad. That's a little interesting, but it still doesn't make sense. How is this attacking Wei to rescue Zhao?"
Li Chengqian's frown deepened when he heard that.
As the Crown Prince.
He was more anxious than anyone else, especially when Zhang Feng suddenly gave you a test without anyone noticing. He was even more anxious.
However, at this moment, Zhang Feng said leisurely, "Think about what I did today and everything that happened since you heard about me talking about basketball. This is my test for you. If you complete it, I'll give you a big gift. If you can't answer it, your credits this year, hehe!"
"…"
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