However, due to the arrival of Zhang Zhongjing today, Dingjunfang seemed a lot quieter.

Everyone sat around a corner of the square, drinking wine, grilling meat, talking and laughing about their experiences.

Zhang Zhongjing has traveled north and south of the Yangtze River, and has also been to Shuofang and places further north. Some personal experiences cannot be matched by young people.

But compared with the old Taoist priest he brought, Zhang Zhongjing's eloquence was much worse.

"Speaking of the Hu people in the north, the old Taoist can only share so much. In fact, the Hu people are not terrible. At that time, the 70,000 Huns cavalry were beaten to the ground by the 3,000 light cavalry of the champion. The Shan Yu was more

He didn’t have any courage at all, so he immediately switched sides, haha.”

The champion the old Taoist said was none other than Wei Cheng’s ancestor, Huo Qubing, who was granted the title of Langjuxu.

The glory of the Wei family is not only due to the contributions of Wei Zifu and Wei Qing, but also to the contribution of Huo Qubing, the nephew of the Wei family.

Speaking of the champion Hou Huo Qubing, several of the Wei family's children immediately became excited. Although the deeds happened more than 300 years ago and there are related records in the family, hearing it mentioned by outsiders made them even more proud.

The old Taoist looked at several of the Wei family's disciples and said with a smile: "There should be another Wei family in Zhongshan, but I don't know if you are connected. If we really talk about it, both of you are descendants of General Wei Qing."

"I've never heard the elders in the family mention this." Wei Jue frowned and responded.

Hearing this, the old Taoist priest said teasingly: "It seems that the old Taoist is too talkative. This is the case in this aristocratic family. They basically stopped kissing each other after they entered the fifth service. If the Zhongshan Wei family knew about your current achievements, I'm afraid I would be jealous to death.

Hahaha."

Wei Jue and others looked at each other, "I don't know how to say this?"

The old Taoist priest picked up the wine glass on the side and drank it in one gulp. Then he spit out the wine and said with a smile: "It's a coincidence that the Wei family in Hedong is rich in beautiful men, and the Wei family in Zhongshan is full of beauties.

, at that time, two legitimate daughters entered the palace as concubines."

"It's just a pity that although the Zhongshan Wei family has been rich and prosperous for decades, it has declined because of Wang Mang. In less than ten years, it has gone from being a famous and powerful family to the point where no one cares about it now."

"But your Hedong Wei family is just the opposite. Although the process of transitioning from a martial arts family to an official family is difficult, the efforts of several generations are worth it after all. This generation has a Qilin, and the old Taoist admires it very much.

.”

After the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he poured himself another glass of wine and glanced at the square gate in the distance, a trace of expectation flashed in his long and small eyes.

Next to him, Zhengtou toasted with Zhang Zhongjing and asked, "Where have you been, sir, for more than half a year? Why don't you send anyone a letter or anything? The people in the village are very worried about you."

Zhang Zhongjing took a sip of the wine and slowly savored the taste. Hearing the words, he sighed softly and said: "I shouldn't have left without saying goodbye. If I had known that the young master would be able to achieve what he is today, I wouldn't have done so much.

It’s a pointless plan.”

Zhengtou picked up the jug, refilled the wine for him, and asked curiously: "Sir, what do you mean, are you encountering some trouble that can't be solved outside?"

Zhang Zhong nodded and looked at the old Taoist priest who was chatting happily with Wei Jue and others. He twisted his beard and replied: "It is indeed a bit troublesome. I originally thought I could deal with it alone, but now it seems that I can only ask for help from the young master. I just don't know.

Will it mess up your plans?"

Zhang Zhongjing was naturally referring to his journey to Shuofang in the north.

Seeing his hesitation, Chengtou hurriedly shook his head and said with a smile: "Sir, don't worry, Shuofang will only use new troops. The 20,000 city guards in the east of the river and the 5,000 Longshan troops are enough to deal with all difficulties in the world.

"

Zhang Zhongjing's wrinkled eyes flashed with light, and he said with a smile: "If so, then of course it is the best."

Zhengtou originally wanted to reveal some other secrets to give Zhang Zhongjing more confidence, but remembering Wei Cheng's trust in him, he finally did not mention the firearms, but signaled to Zhang Zhongjing to feel at ease.

At this moment, two rickshaws slowly stopped at the entrance of Dingjunfang.

Wei Cheng took An Ning's little hand and got out of the car. This scene happened to be seen by Zhang Zhongjing, who had been looking forward to it for a long time.

"Aning!"

"Aweng!"

"Zhang Xiu pays homage to Saint Wan'an!"
Chapter completed!