The group came to a mansion, Yuan Fu stopped and said, "It's this."

Zhang Lang saw that the mansion in front of him was very vast, like a park that was later, and was shocked and said incredibly: "So big..."

Yuan Fu looked at Zhang Lang with the look of the country bumpkin and said, "This is the home of the wealthy businessman Li Kun, which is naturally quite large. However, due to the disrepair, many places are dilapidated..."

He paused and frowned and said, "In addition, it is said that this house is a haunted ghost house, so the lord, the princes, and all the civil and military officials avoid it for fear of being too late."

He glanced at Zhang Lang and couldn't help but say, "But the lord gave you such a house to the fourth son! It can be seen that the lord is really to you, the fourth son...ah!"

Zhang Lang didn't care, but instead thought it was better. He raised his foot and walked up the steps.

Seeing this, the others immediately followed.

Zhang Lang walked to the closed door and knocked on the door, and there were two ping-pound sounds.

After a while, footsteps came from the door, and then the old door creaked open. An old man with gray hair and dizzy eyes stuck his head out, and he didn't seem to see clearly the person coming, and asked, "Who are you?"

Yuan Fu walked forward and said angrily: "The Fourth Master is here, why don't you welcome the Fourth Master!"

The old man looked shocked, his eyes immediately fell on Zhang Lang's face, and he quickly walked out of the door, saying, "Old slave Yuan Fu pays homage to the fourth son."

At this time, the meeting of the prefect's office was still continuing.

The middle-aged man with three long beards and noble temperament was Yuan Shao, the prefect of Bohai, while his important civil and military officials and three sons stood on both sides of the hall.

Xu You said: "The general invited the lord to the capital to remove the eunuch party. I thought this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and the lord must not miss it! Once this matter is successful, it is no problem to be named a marquis and a prime minister!"

Yuan Shao thought, "Ziyuan said very well. Although the general is not worth mentioning, this matter itself is a rare opportunity for me. I must take this trip."

He glanced at everyone and said, "Ziyuan is with me, and the rest stayed in Bohai. Yuan Tan, as my eldest son, you should shoulder the burden of staying behind. Discuss with all your uncles and uncles when encountering problems, and do not act arbitrarily!"

The young man with big eyes standing on the right head, bowed to his promise. The two men standing below him who looked somewhat similar to him were his second and third brothers, both of whom looked a little unhappy.

But no matter how unhappy he is, he dare not say anything in front of me.

On a sunny morning, Zhang Lang woke up. He sat up from the bed and looked around and found that the surroundings were still filled with antique furnishings and had nothing to do with the modern world. He couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Turning his head and looking at the bright scenery outside the window, he couldn't help but murmur: "It seems that I can't go back in my life!"

After calming down, he got off the bed and walked out of the door. The fresh air in the morning came to his face, which made Zhang Lang feel relaxed and could not resist the military fist he practiced every morning.

Feixiao, wearing a narrow waist and long skirt, came over with a graceful basin of clear water. When she saw Zhang Lang, her eyes lit up. She quickly walked to Zhang Lang, placed the basin on the stone table, and stood on the side. Her eyes were full of Zhang Lang's figure, flashing with strange brilliance.

Zhang Lang felt his whole body smooth after striking a military punch. When he saw Feixu bringing a basin, he walked over to wash.

After washing up, Feixu immediately brought the prepared breakfast.

Zhang Lang sat at the table to eat and drink, while Feixu stood on one side.

Zhang Lang thought while eating: What should I do next? I seem to have nothing to do? I didn’t expect that the life of a playboy would be so boring?

I immediately thought that I had been in this world for some days, and I had not yet had a good look at the cities of this era, so I couldn't help but become interested.

He swallowed the remaining half of the steamed bun in his hand, stood up and said, "I'll go shopping on the street." Feixu hurriedly said, "I'll accompany the young master."

Zhang Lang waved his hand and walked out, saying, "No, no, no, I'll go out and take a walk. You're not my mother, don't always worry about me!" Feixu stood there with a red face, looking at a loss.

When Zhang Lang came near the gate, he happened to meet Zhang He who was about to go out. He asked with a smile: "Zhang He, are you going out too?"

Zhang He clasped his fists and said, "The villain wants to go to the blacksmith shop in the city to see if he can create a handy weapon for the villain and his sister."

Zhang Lang became interested in what Zhang He said, and immediately pulled Zhang He outside and said with a smile: "I'm fine anyway, so I'll go and have a look with you."

The two of them came out of the gate, walked out of the alley where the mansion was located, and the bustling and lively scene immediately caught their eyes.

Zhang Lang looked around and found that although the city was lively and prosperous, there were many people everywhere, and there were a lot of people. Against their backing, the Bohai City seemed to combine two completely opposite temperaments, including wealth and poverty.

Zhang Lang couldn't help but murmur: "Are these people all from the city?"

Zhang He said: "It shouldn't be. Most of these people should be refugees who fled from other places. Alas, since the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the world has become increasingly uneasy!

People everywhere live in vain and people are displaced, and I don’t know when they will be the end!”

Then he said with some admiration: "The young master's father, Mr. Yuan, is a rare good official. If Mr. Yuan had not accepted these refugees, these refugees might have starved to death in the wilderness!"

While speaking, a figure in front of him, who looked like an official, led a few people to carry a large amount of food into the refugees. When the refugees saw him, they immediately surrounded him, and the scene suddenly became popular.

While distributing food to the refugees, the official sang: "Don't squeeze, everyone has it! Everyone has it!..."

When Zhang Lang saw this scene, he felt a strange feeling in his heart. He suddenly felt that Yuan Shao seemed to be completely different from Yuan Shao he knew before!

The two left the scene and continued to walk along the street. Not long after they walked, they saw a large blacksmith shop located on the corner of the street.

Zhang Lang patted Zhang He on the shoulder and said, "That blacksmith shop seems good, let's go and take a look." Zhang He nodded.

The two of them came to the blacksmith shop, and a young man in strong clothes came up to him, looked at them, bowed and asked, "What do you need for the two guests?"

Zhang He asked with his fist, "Brother, I wonder if you can use iron to make weapons?"

The young man showed surprise and looked at Zhang He up and down. Seeing that Zhang He was tall and extraordinary, he did not dare to neglect. He clasped his fists and said, "The iron is a rare material, and the villain cannot make decisions. The guest official waits for a while, and the villain will invite the master to come."

Zhang He nodded, and the young man ran down.

A moment later, a middle-aged man came with the young man. Zhang Lang looked at the middle-aged man and saw that although his height was not as tall as Zhang He, his whole body developed horizontally and his muscles were extremely strong, just like an iron pier.

The middle-aged man glanced at Zhang He and clasped his fists and said, "Is the iron dragon going down? Is it a hero who wants to build a erectile dynasty weapon?"

Zhang He clasped his fists and said, "I wonder if you can build a erect iron spear when you are down?"

Tielong smiled and said, "Of course. But this spear made of iron requires five hundred coins. The hero must pay two hundred coins first as a deposit."

When Zhang He heard this, he looked embarrassed.

Zhang Lang guessed his problem and stepped forward and said, "Boss, we didn't bring so much money when we came out. I'll write you an IOU. After the matter is done, you come to my place to get the money."

Tielong then noticed that Zhang Lang was of extraordinary temperament and quickly clasped his fists and asked, "I wonder what this hero is called?"

Zhang He quickly introduced: "This is the fourth son of Duke Yuan who has just recently recognized his ancestors."

The Iron Dragon showed a look of surprise.

At this moment, a sarcastic voice came over: "I only know that there are three young masters, the lord, where did these four young masters come from?"
Chapter completed!