The war horses were neighing in the wind, the euphorbia was waning in the moon, and long swords were hung on the waist. Liu Cang and Zhang Xiu Niang both wore inner armor, and Liu Cang even asked Zhang Xiu Niang to put her war sword on the carriage.

Well, although he knew that Zhang Rang was unlikely to kill him casually, Liu Cang still felt somewhat insecure when facing Zhang Rang.

There was a carriage, with Liu Cang riding next to it, Zhang Xiu Niang sitting in the carriage, and the driver was Zhang Kui who came out of the East Village. Wang Yun also sat in the driver's seat. The guy closed his eyes and meditated all the way, silently.

There was no news about Zhang Xiu Niang's father, and it was difficult to inquire about him with Wang Yun, so Liu Cang had to go all the way to find Zhang Rang's mansion.

Luoyang is prosperous, with twelve city gates, an outer city and an inner city, and an imperial city within the city. There are two palaces in the north and south of the imperial city. About half an hour after entering the city, if you ignore the city wall behind it, from a distance, the two palaces look like a city.

Although it was his first time to come to Luoyang, Cai Yong had forced Liu Cang to read a lot of books over the years. Only a small number of poems and songs were among these books, most of which were miscellaneous notes and geographical records. Just like the layout of the city of Luoyang, Liu Cang could also read it when he first came.

Know it in your heart.

The area near the South Palace in the inner city is where the official residences of the three Dukes are located. To the east of the North Palace, most of the dignitaries live, and Zhang Rang's residence is also there.

At the door of the steps hall, the Zhang Mansion plaque is low-key, and the front of the door looks like a square, with four armored guards guarding the door.

It seems cold, but on both sides of the gate that looks like a palace porch, there are two arrow towers erected in the bluestone courtyard wall. Looking from a distance, Liu Cang doesn't know whether to describe it as low-key or flamboyant.

The carriage approached, hissing wind stepped on the flat stone slab in front of the Zhang Mansion, and the hoofs of the war horses with iron hoofs made clear hoof sounds.

The Eastern Han Dynasty usually did not shoe horses on war horses, but here there are gold horseshoes, and there are also iron shoes made of metal. These things are much more troublesome to make than horseshoes.

The use of horseshoes was already very common among the Romans. As early as the Western Han Dynasty, the Han people had the concept of horseshoes from captured Romans.

However, gold reserves were quite large in the Han Dynasty, probably due to some kind of pride. Nowadays, horseshoes are used. Instead, iron shoes made of gold or an alloy with a texture close to that of a horseshoe are more popular.

Iron hoofs are often paired with war horses. It is a joke to say that a good horse has no hoofs.

Iron hoofs include all the functions of horseshoes, which can enhance the kicking and trampling ability of war horses to a certain extent, but they are also replaced more frequently. They are showy, luxurious, and are not cost-effective.

At the same time, iron hoof harness is also a symbol that distinguishes elite cavalry from ordinary cavalry. However, the environment in Liaodong is more serious about horse hoof wear, and mountain riding battles are frequent, so horses are usually matched with horseshoes.

Seeing Liu Cang's carriage approaching the gate of Zhang Mansion, the guards at the gate greeted him with respect.

"Dare I ask, but Liu Cang, Mr. Liu in person?" The slightly shrill voice made Liu Cang stunned.

The guard in front of me is strong and healthy, but if you look closely, his face is pale and beardless.

Listening to the other party's voice again, Liu Cang frowned in discomfort. I'm afraid these guards were also eunuchs, which was somewhat different from the eunuchs he knew.

"Liu Cang and Zhang Xiu Niang came to visit...please report." Liu Cang was stunned for a moment and said to the guard, but he was not sure how to address Zhang Rang, so he simply skipped it.

"No need to report, hurry up, get the horse to my uncle, Mr. Zhang and the uncle have been waiting for my uncle for a long time." Seeing Liu Cang's response, the guards were all smiles, saying no need to report, but one person had already strode back to the house.

"Yeah." Liu Cang comforted his voice, and a guard stepped forward to lead Liu Cang's horse.

It was not far from the mansion gate. When he reached the steps in front of the gate, Liu Cang dismounted with his halberd and refused to be helped by the guards. Liu Cang was about to pick up Zhang Xiu Niang and get off the car. Along with the sound of scales and armor, a burst of noisy footsteps came from Zhang's mansion.

"It's here, it's here, embroiderer, embroiderer, how are you?" An old man in brocade clothes shouted loudly at first, followed by a dozen people wearing armor.

"Dad!" Hearing the old man shouting, Zhang Xiu Niang opened the car curtain and whispered in response.

The old man ran quickly towards the carriage, and when he saw Liu Cang standing beside the carriage holding a halberd, surprise flashed in his eyes.

Liu Cang is now very different from the little rag boy he had in his early impressions, but at this time the old man didn't want to pay attention to Liu Cang, and hurriedly went to help Zhang Xiu Niang who was getting out of the car.

The old man is Zhang Xiu Niang’s father, Zhang Feng who was so angry that Liu Cang hung himself from the rafters.

"Dad! Is everything okay?" After meeting Zhang Feng, father and daughter supported each other, Zhang Xiu Niang looked Zhang Feng up and down and saw that although he had lost some weight, he was now dressed luxuriously and in good health, so she felt relieved.

"Okay, everything is fine. I'm afraid that something will happen to you on the road. Just hope it's okay." Zhang Feng also looked at Zhang Xiu Niang up and down, grabbed Zhang Xiu Niang's hand and stroked it. The next moment, his eyes changed, and he looked at Zhang Xiu Niang's palm, and his face was filled with anger.

"Liu Daheng! What's wrong with my daughter's hands? How much rough work did you let her do? You, you..." Zhang Feng grabbed Zhang Xiu Niang's hand. There were several rough calluses on the palm, which made him feel distressed.

Endless.

Zhang Feng scolded Liu Cang angrily, and Liu Cang rolled his eyes. Zhang Xiu Niang pulled Zhang Feng awkwardly, but before she could explain, Zhang Feng comforted her angrily.

"Don't be afraid, embroiderer. My father will support you in everything. My father is now the captain of the Yue Cavalry School and has countless fierce generals under his command. Don't be afraid of Liu Dagang's brutal use." Zhang Feng waved his hand, and dozens of armored guards behind him seemed to be coming forward.

"Boom!" The heavy halberd hit the ground, and the muffled sound made a group of armored guards freeze in their expressions. They wanted to step forward to protect Zhang Feng and his daughter, but Liu Cang waved his halberd and brought out a purple blade to stop them.

"Get lost." Liu Cang frowned and scolded. Zhang Feng could not be provoked now, but Liu Cang, a group of guards, bothered with them lazily.

All the guards looked ugly. Although they had taboos in their eyes, they still reached for the sabers at their waists.

"Stop it!" Zhang Feng shouted to the guards, looking at Liu Cang in surprise, and then at the ground where Liu Cang slashed with his halberd.

"Is this real?" Zhang Feng asked, pointing to Liu Cang's spurge.

"Yeah." Liu Cang nodded. Apparently, he was wielding a spurge before, and Zhang Feng probably thought it was the kind of thing the clansmen in the village always used.

Zhang Feng was surprised, but Wang Yun, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was frightened. Where did Cai Yong find this cattle boy?

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I know that Liu Cang's body is not a show-off.

He used to only think that Liu Cang was a brute, and he also thought that Liu Cang's big halberd was a trick. Now speaking of it, the Gang Qi slash that came from his hands was no longer as simple as a brute.

Wang Yun secretly praised himself for his good sense. Fortunately, he didn't really start a fight with Liu Cang before, otherwise Liu Cang would really be able to show off all kinds of things to him.

"Is this the one I sent back to Zijin?" Zhang Feng asked with a grimace as no one paid attention to Wang Yun's mental activities for the time being.

This brat seems to be stronger, what should I do?

Speaking of Zijin, Liu Cang had a black line on his forehead. Looking at Zhang Feng secretly watching the armored guards who were drunk by him, how could Liu Cang not know this old guy's little thoughts?

"Where did you come from, Zijin? Who in our village can serve that thing? I didn't let the embroiderer do the hard work. Just like you, the embroiderer can do ten jobs now." Liu Cang was dissatisfied with Zhang Feng and said,

The euphorbia was thrown towards the guard on the opposite side.

"Help someone carry it!"

Throwing the euphorbia was easy, but those guards were obviously not lacking in discernment.

Seeing the material of the spurge, knowing that it was real, the four guards stepped forward, held it with both hands, and used their bodies to block the trajectory of the spurge.

"Bang!"

"Crack~!" There was a soft muffled sound, followed by a sound of armor plates colliding and rubbing.

The four guards stepped back a few steps in tacit agreement, took hold of the big halberd, and then looked at Liu Cang with some surprise.

"How? What's wrong?" Liu Cang asked the guard who looked at him.

"Young master, you don't have the courage, we are not as good as us." A group of guards responded in unison.
Chapter completed!