Chapter 58

He still had a warm smile on his face and his eyes narrowed slightly. Instead of showing this, he looked at the four guards guarding the gate and said, "brother Yang is a distinguished guest of our city master's residence. From now on, you can't stop him from visiting."

"Yes!"

Several bodyguards quickly responded, exchanged eyes with each other, and saw each other's shock.

Zhou Sheng, the supervisor of Qingzhou City, is sitting in the second deal in the city master's house. A big man of this level actually intersects with a junior of the Yang family. I'm afraid many people will be shocked to say this.

You know, judging from the names of the two parties just now, the relationship is estimated to be better than they thought.

"Fortunately, I didn't make a mistake just now. I followed the procedure, otherwise..."

The tall and thin man headed by him couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If he didn't ask several people around him at that time, but directly drove Yang Xuan away as a neuropathy, I'm afraid he couldn't stand here at this time.

Thinking of this, he was a little angry. Looking at the back of the two people who left slowly, he whispered: "these childe brothers really have such a big identity and such a hard backer. They came to the city master's residence and wore such simple clothes. If I hadn't been smart, they would have died."

"Yes, yes."

A bodyguard on the side carefully looked at the disappearing figure in the house, and then said, "if it were me, it would be necessary to lift the eight sedan chairs, otherwise I would never go out, and my body would have to be covered with those gold ornaments. How can I be so ordinary."

"Tut Tut, you can shut up. Don't we, Lord Zhou, wear so simple, and the old man of the city Lord, if others listen to him, be careful not to protect your job."

As soon as these words came out, several people suddenly became quiet, quiet as a cold cicada, but the intoxicated expression on their face betrayed them.

At this time, Yang Xuan and Zhou Sheng, who were discussed by them, were still walking slowly.

The city Lord's mansion is very big.

This is Yang Xuan's first feeling after he came in.

He had been here before, but he either had an emergency or took a carriage. He didn't look at it carefully at all. Now he has leisure, but he is attracted by all kinds of halls around him.

Although Qingzhou City is a small city, as the concentration of power in this area, the city Lord's house is not cold at all.

At a glance, more than ten various halls are separated on both sides of the road, which is somewhat different from the buildings in the family. It looks more magnificent and dignified.

There are red walls, green tiles and mahogany attics.

Surrounded by lush vegetation, sending out bursts of refreshing breath, although between the high-rise buildings, it doesn't feel dull at all.

Yang Xuan constantly looked at everything around him, and his eyes were full of admiration.

Zhou Sheng naturally found his change, but he just smiled and didn't say much. They went all the way and finally stopped in front of a hall.

This hall is slightly different from others around it. Both the decoration and carving patterns should be much more exquisite. The outside of the hall is full of bodyguards. They look serious and have a deep breath.

"There are many affairs recently. The city Lord deals with them in this hall."

Zhou Sheng said a word gently. Without waiting for Yang Xuan to speak, he immediately walked in slowly.

Yang Xuan stood in situ stunned for a moment. When he was hesitating whether to follow in, a voice suddenly rang in his ear.

"Come in."

"This is... The voice of the city Lord!"

He was immediately surprised. This sentence seemed to ring directly in his ear. There was no sign at all. It appeared out of thin air. It was very strange.

With an exclamation in his heart, he immediately walked in behind Zhou Sheng.

The appearance of the main hall looks very dignified, while the interior is a lot dull, even without any decorative items. Except for a few pots of flowers and plants, there are only necessary tables and chairs, which seems a little empty.

In the front of the main hall, a long dark red table knee high was placed there. The old city Lord was sitting in the back, looking at the pieces of paper on the table.

"Boy, meet the city Lord!"

Yang Xuan stretched out his hand to hug his fist and bowed gently.

"Yes."

The old city owner raised his head, and the paper on the table naturally floated to one side.

"I was just asking you to come and study calligraphy. I didn't expect you to come by yourself. What's the matter?"

"Return to the city Lord. I'm here today to practice the skills taught by the city Lord. I've achieved some success. I'd like to thank you."

"Kung Fu?"

The city Lord slowly stood up, stroked his gray beard, and said with some doubt in his eyes, "when did I teach you the skill?"

"That's the way to infuse momentum. I've studied hard for many days and benefited a lot. Thank you, city Lord."

Yang Xuan said seriously. He paid another homage and looked sincere.

The city Lord frowned tightly and stroked his beard with his right hand faster and faster. Suddenly, he only heard a scream of "ouch", and a white beard floated down slowly.

However, he didn't care. After looking at Zhou Sheng, they were stunned. Their eyes kept flashing and didn't know what they were thinking.

"Lord? Brother Zhou?"

Yang Xuan shouted tentatively. Seeing that they didn't respond, there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

Just as he was about to remind him further, he found that the eyes of both men looked over.

"Brother Yang, I don't know what you said. In a word, what I taught you at that time was just pure calligraphy, so you don't have to thank me."

"But, Lord, I really understand, and it's derived from the infusion method."

Yang Xuan was a little anxious for fear that the city Lord didn't believe him. Even if he condensed the aura in his body, he wanted to demonstrate it on the spot. However, as soon as his hand was raised, it was pressed back by an invisible force.

"Well, now that I've spoken, it's a conclusion. You don't need to argue any more. Even if you really understand something from it, it's your own creation."

The old town owner smiled and said, as if he didn't want to discuss it at all.

Yang Xuan was silent for a moment, nodded vaguely, and immediately closed his mouth.

Compared with thanking, the old city owner was obviously much more interested in calligraphy. At present, even his affairs were put aside and directly took Yang Xuan into the study.

One morning, Yang Xuan wrote a copy of Xu Xiang, and the "one husband is the pass" he wrote last time.

This time, the old city Lord was satisfied with his performance, but he pointed out many of his shortcomings in one breath, and Yang Xuan was ashamed.

After a morning's communication, Yang Xuan only felt that his calligraphy had improved a lot. If it was put in the past, it would make him happy for a long time.