My wife is a sword god

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 has come to visit again.

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

The ancestors of the Qin family have lived a glorious life no matter what. In this generation, no matter how lonely they are, they won't be so neglected, right?

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

As soon as these words came out, the second mother and the second brother all looked at their father, and even the mother and Ningshuang who came to have breakfast together also cast curious glances.

The father paused in his hand to pick up the food, then coughed dryly and replied: "I originally wanted to visit, but those friends now hold important positions in the court and 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 have I never heard you mention it?" Er Niang asked doubtfully.

"I have been doing business abroad all year round and have a wide range of friends. There is no need to specifically mention such sparse and ordinary things."

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

"Yes, sir, it's almost the New Year, so we might as well take the initiative to visit him and make friends." Er Niang added.

When the father heard this, he hesitated and said: "For example, that gentleman named Li, and that gentleman Zhang, oh, I know too many friends, and you suddenly ask me to tell them, how can I remember them?

Use your chopsticks first, use your chopsticks first, it's freezing cold, the porridge will be cold if you don't drink it. "

The way he changed the topic was still so blunt. This old man really didn't make any progress at all. Qin Feng sighed helplessly.

Just at this moment, the concierge came to the lobby and reported: "Sir, someone came to visit me."

The father immediately stood up and stood up: "What am I telling you? The Qin family just returned to Fengtian City not long ago, and those friends are busy with their affairs, so it is normal for them not to know that I am back at the first time.

No, it was only the third day that someone came to visit me.

Tell me quickly, which official in the court is coming to see me? "

Is there such a thing? Could it be that dad really has friends in the imperial capital? Qin Feng raised his eyebrows.

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

The concierge replied: "The visitor is a man. He is not dressed as an official. He is wearing a thin shirt in the cold weather. He said that he is from the Imperial Capital God's Workshop.

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

Everyone in the lobby looked at Qin Jianan, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment.

Although my father is not a scholar, he has traveled a lot, and his mind is not slow: "I am surprised that all my friends should be in the court at the moment, how can they have time to visit me.

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

Well, Qing'er, this porridge is a little cold. 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?" Dad urged.

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

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

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

The father's eyes lit up and he said, "Do you need me to go with you? Fengtian City is not as good as Jinyang City. The people here are very dark. Judging from your age, you may double the price.

As long as I'm on your side, checking for you, you won't be slaughtered like a fat sheep. "

"Dad, that's no need. You should stay at home and wait for those powerful friends to come visit."

If I take you with me, the other party will kill me like a fat sheep. Qin Feng silently added 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: "Last night Gong Liang came back from Jinyang City and said that Master Qin was not found. He just heard from shopkeeper Peng that Master Qin's family had moved to Fengtian City.

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

Master Qin, this is your fault. You moved to the imperial capital without even saying a word to us.

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

Of course, you have to pay. "

Qin Feng glanced at it and replied calmly: "This is the ancestral home that Emperor Ming returned as a reward. Emperor Ming has already sent people to take care of it."

Huo Yuan's eyelids twitched and he immediately changed the topic: "Master Qin, come with me quickly. The brothers in Shen Gongfang are all looking forward to seeing you. There are also drinks and sharing for this month. Gong Liang only left it to Shopkeeper Peng. I took part of it and brought the rest back.”

"Lead the way. We can also see what Fengtian City's Divine Workshop looks like." Qin Feng responded.

The three of them immediately headed towards the Divine Workshop.

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

Time has left its mark on his face, but the contours are still as sharp as a knife.

The contradiction between aging and youth is performed 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.

A group of people passed by, and the old man glanced slightly. Just that glance made Qin Feng feel a little palpitated.

He stopped and turned around. The old man was walking in an orderly manner with a cane. The direction he was heading seemed to be the Qin Mansion?

"What's wrong, son-in-law, why don't you leave?" Lan Ningshuang asked curiously.

Qin Feng turned sideways and replied: "Nothing."

He wanted to use three thousand visions to take a look at the old man, but in this moment, the strange old man had disappeared.

Just at this time, Huo Yuan, who was not far ahead, urged again: "Master Qin, what are you doing there, hurry up and catch up, Fengtian City is very big, don't lose it."

"Let's go." Qin Feng shook his head and stopped worrying about the old man just now.

Dongdong!

Dongdong!

A short and powerful knock on the door sounded, and the gatekeeper of the Qin Mansion immediately walked towards the gate, muttering: "Why are there so many people coming to the mansion today? Could it be that the young master left something behind?"

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

The other party opened his eyes slightly, and the gatekeeper's calves shook unconsciously.

But this strange feeling came and went quickly.

The gatekeeper looked at the old man in front of him again, and felt that he was just an ordinary old man. He was still wondering in his heart: "Is it because of the cold weather, and my old cold legs are acting up again?"

"Who are you looking for at the Qin Mansion, old man?"

"I'm here to find Jian'an."