From Fengxiang to Jingji Province, the style changed suddenly. There were many refugees in Guanzhong. None of them looked hurried, all of them were placed with work to make and food to eat. As Chang'an got closer, the road began to become lively. One by one, the restaurants and the guest posts spread out along the official road. The vendors and vendors led their business to the side of the road, and responded to the people passing by. There were cows and horses everywhere, and the crowds of people walking along the road were densely packed along the road. From a distance, I saw boats and stars on the Wei River, which was very lively.

Mayor Huang was very excited, with helplessness in his longing and regretfulness. It would be great if the people from Kushu Town could step past Fengxiang earlier. Guanzhong was the prosperous world. After a long time, Mayor Huang looked left and right.

"This, this, hey, Feibai, why is there no city wall? Fengxiang Mansion still has city walls."

Zhao Feibai laughed and patted Mayor Huang on the shoulder, "Oh, my old man, don't dare to say loudly, this place is more than ten miles away from the outer city, where does the city wall come from?"

Zhao Feibai was also a little excited. When he went to find his father from Mobei, he just hurriedly passed by Chang'an and hit the nail on the outer city. Zhao Feibai couldn't remember what the inner city looked like, so he hurriedly crossed a street and walked forward seven or eight miles, and faintly saw a black city wall blocking the horizon in the distance.

It is closer to the city and not so lively. A large forest outside the city, with peaches and pears, with fruits full of fruits hanging on the trees. Occasionally, a few people selling fresh fruits on the roadside, and they invited people to taste them. Zhao Feibai and Mayor Huang each tasted three of them. The farmer didn't care and saw them away with a smile.

"Uncle Huang, I have seen Chang'an City, where are you going next?"

"Da Ci'en Temple, when Master Chengping went west, he met me several times. Later, he wrote a letter and said that he had returned to Chang'an and was appointed as the host of Ci'en Temple. Alas, I will convert to my Buddha, and you, don't run around at a young age. Chang'an is prosperous, so you can find a school to study." Huang Zongquan's tone was very helpless.

Zhao Feibai waved his hand and said, "It's good if you have a place to go. Don't worry about me. I've been used to being free since I was a child. It's not a material for studying. Chang'an Langlang, I'll go back to Mobei and take my brother out. We brothers can't take care of our parents' affairs, just take care of ourselves."

"You should pay attention to it yourself. Come to Ci'en Temple for some vegetarian food if you have nothing to do."

"I don't like vegetarian food. If I have meat, I will come."

The two parted in Ci'en Temple. Huang Zongquan could not persuade Zhao Feibai. Zhao Feibai waved his hand and left a chic back for Mayor Huang.

Master Chengping is a figure from the previous generation, the master of Master Yixing. Traveling west was almost thirty years ago. Huang Zongquan didn’t know that Master Chengping had passed away ten years ago. Currently, the host of Dacien Temple is Master Chengping’s second disciple, Zen Master Dazheng. Dazheng is very polite and warmly treats his master’s old friends. Dazheng heard from Master Huang Zongquan that Huang Zongquan is the first doctor in Loulan. He is having a headache about a difficult and complicated disease. Huang Zongquan’s arrival is God’s will.

Walking in the noisy and lively Chang'an, Zhao Feibai was actually confused. A young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, at the age of rebellion, he admired his father since he was a child and was a fantasy. His father was a great hero, but his father was very comfortable in the life of the broken leaves. There were little girls and even many relatives from his little girl's family in Chang'an mansion, which made Zhao Feibai want to understand. He believed that his father's world was only iron and blood, and the battle with the Western barbarians was very brave. His father's majestic image was shattered. Some time ago, he heard Fu Qing say that there was war in Xijiang, and he hoped that his father was safe, but how could his father have something to do? The two most famous people in Beiting, the young marshal's father Fu Zhongming, was no longer among them, but Beiting's killing god Sima Hong. The other one was that his father was called the Iron Hook Judge, but his father didn't like it, and he always called himself a crazy pen scholar Zhao Chengyi, and he didn't have to worry about his father's safety.

Zhao Feibai thought, and his stomach started to growl, penniless, and he was just as old as he was growing. He was so hungry that he turned back to the temple to have some food. He couldn't take that face down. Zhao Feibai suddenly remembered that there was a vegetable field on the east side of the temple, where there were many vegetables. Well, Zhao Feibai nodded and made up his mind. After a while, he saw a thin and strong man squatting in the vegetable field, chewing cabbage and radish.

Zhao Feibai showed arrogance and felt a little inferior in his heart. He grew up in the Mobei Ranch, saw the prosperous world, saw those rich people who were indulged in luxury and did not want to show their fear, and tried hard to protect his self-esteem in front of the young coach. He was good at heart and extremely unrestrained, but lacked a platform to show it. The key is that he was not strong enough and could not maintain a sense of superiority in front of the rich second generation. Others had good tutors and would not look down on you, and they could not look down on yourself.

Not admitting defeat, optimistic and positive are Zhao Feibai's innate temperament. Although he has been very frustrated along the way, Zhao Feibai is not discouraged. He is always excited and has no difficulty to hit him. He is ragged and yellow in appearance, but his eyes are bright. Master Chengping told Mayor Huang that Zhao Feibai is not a thing in the pool and his storm has not come yet.

The two monks carried water to water it. Seeing Zhao Feibai swallowing cabbage in big mouthfuls, they did not drive anyone away. They invited Zhao Feibai to the side hall for dinner with a kind face. Zhao Feibai blushed and went to the side hall with a tough head. He prayed all the way but not to meet Mayor Huang. The side hall where the monk was eating, the guests in charge should not go. Zhao Feibai was very clear-headed and heard something in the side hall. Hearing that Mayor Huang had used the meal, he went out with Zen Master Dazheng and said that he was going to Princess Changyang's house to treat his illness. Princess Changyang is not a delicate princess, but he is the only princess in Kaifu in Daqin. After a brief investigation, he said that it was Yanghuo attacking the heart. The princess practiced the Zhenghuo fist of Zhiyang Zhigang of Jingting Villa, which was always suppressed by the thousand-year-old ice in the temple. However, a few days ago, the thousand-year-old ice in the temple actually melted, and the fire in the princess's body could no longer be suppressed.

Zhao Feibai just thought for a moment. Zhenghuo Fist was not uncommon. His fifth uncle Xiang Muyu also practiced Zhenghuo Fist. What kind of thing a girl practiced Zhenghuo Fist? The matter of a big man has nothing to do with him, so he can't get involved. Zhao Feibai shook his head, thinking about the names of the three Zen masters in Dacien Temple, which was interesting. Dazheng, Gaoxuan, Shangde, the three Zen masters. Their senior brothers are the most famous masters in Buddhism. Yixing Master, and he is also called Xing. It would be better when he can compete with Yixing Master. Zhao Feibai was unrealistic and randomly thoughts, chewing the vegetarian rice in the bowl, thanked the monk in the temple, kowtowed to the Bodhisattva, and left Dacien Temple.

Chang'an is rich, and the life of the poor is better than other places. Ci'en Temple is not far from the Coin Street. Zhao Feibai has been to Chang'an for several days. He likes to stroll on Coin Street. Coin Street is the most lively street in the south of the city. There are endless hawking and all kinds of food. I heard that Coin Street is a place where the poor in Chang'an live so well. The third room on the street is in high cages. It is a bun shop. The buns are white and steaming. The poor in Chang'an can afford to eat buns. There is even a shop that makes water, including large intestine, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, mixed soups, etc., which smells strange. Zhao Feibai likes to try new things, but he is short of money and is just a little bit too fed to sniff.

The street was in chaos, and two groups of children were fighting in the corner. People nearby were not surprised. The change was messy on the street, and adults fought every day, let alone children. Zhao Feibai gathered in the crowd to watch the fun. After watching for a while, he understood that it was not two groups, but a group of people were beating a beggar and fighting for territory. The child who was beaten up was bruised and swollen, but he was still unyielding. He was full of injuries. He had a ruthless force in his body. He grabbed one and beat him to death, and beat the other children to fear. He looked a little scared. After a while, several adult beggars came. One of them had a big scar face and picked up the guy, stepped forward in three or two steps, and waved it with a stick. It seemed that it was a life for the child. Everyone dared not provoke him, so they avoided him. Zhao Feibai stepped forward and kicked the big scar face in the chest, saving the child.

Zhao Feibai snarled, "Is it necessary to kill someone? Is it necessary for a child to be so cruel? Is there any kingly law under the feet of the emperor?"

The big scar face was so angry that no one dared to provoke him in the south of the city. "Where did the wild boy come from, and he dared to care about the master's affairs? Do you know who I am? Do you know if this is Mr. Dong's territory?"

Zhao Feibai snorted coldly, showed his fist, and smiled contemptuously, "Brothers, come on, repair this ignorant guy for me."

Dingbangwu6, Big Scar left arrogantly. Before leaving, he said that he wanted to have a meal and went to other places. The change street, no, Zhao Feibai was like that child, with a bruised nose and a swollen face and covered in wounds. He grinned and showed his bloody white teeth and smiled at the child. The child looked a little frightened, and he kowtowed to Zhao Feibai and left hurriedly.

Zhao Feibai was so hungry that he was screaming. He stared at the bun shop behind him for a long time. When he really started fighting, Big Scar Face was definitely not Zhao Feibai's opponent. The strong dragon did not suppress the local snake. Zhao Feibai was deliberately beaten and avoided the vital parts of the body with some skin injuries. It would be fine if he had to rest for a day or two. If Big Scar Face was really repaired, there would be endless troubles.

The shopkeeper of the bun shop is a kind old man with a white beard and white hair. He moved the cage tremblingly. The shop is very lively. There are many people eating buns and pickles. There are no waiters, but only an old man is busy. The old man saw Zhao Feibai standing for a long time and smiled and said, "Young man, please be hungry, come and have some food." The old man has an accent, either from Linzhou or from Bingzhou.

Zhao Feibai scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed, "I'm not hungry."

The old man handed over two buns, "It's not easy to go out, just hold them."

Zhao Feibai took the bun and suddenly his nose felt a little sore, "Grandpa, are you short of a friend in the store? I'll do some work for you." Zhao Feibai is not a beggar, he does not accept the food given by pity and can support himself.

Seeing that Zhao Feibai was strong and kind, the old man agreed immediately. Zhao Feibai has since become a bun shop clerk and has become famous in the exchange rate street. No one dared to mess with Liuye’s bun shop clerk.

(End of this chapter)
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