The clatter of horse hooves resounded in the street at the door of Situ Mansion. Wang Yun personally greeted him at the door, which shows that he paid no less attention to Wei Cheng than Dong Zhuo.
However, when he saw the obvious "Dong" pennant on the frame of the approaching vehicle, his expression suddenly changed.
Just as Wang Yun frowned, Wang Ze's uncle and nephew rode up behind the carriage. After Wang Ze dismounted, he whispered in his ear.
Wang Yun's expression softened. It turned out that it was Li Ji who wanted to send Wei Cheng into the city in a carriage. At this time, the carriage came to a stop, the coachman opened the curtain, and Wei Cheng stepped off the wooden stool in a leisurely manner.
"Good nephew, good nephew, hahaha, good nephew Zhongdao makes it easy for my uncle to wait." Wang Yun walked forward with a smile.
Wei Cheng's eyelids twitched, and he thought he was cheating, but in fact, with a smile on his face, he bowed his hands and said:
"I'm sorry, I came uninvited. I hope my uncle won't blame me." Wei Cheng also climbed along the pole, shouting one after another enthusiastically.
Li Ji next to him looked ugly, but he could only step forward and ask for resignation. Wei Cheng exchanged a few words with Li Cui and watched Li Cui leave with his troops.
Wang Yun looked at this scene with a smile on his face. It wasn't until Li urged the group to go away that he invited Wei Cheng into the house.
After all, they were 'visiting relatives', and Wei Cheng bluntly said that she wanted to meet the cousin she had never met before. Wang Yun had no doubt that he was there, and immediately sent someone to invite his wife over.
Wang Yun is in his fifties, and his wife, Wang Wei, is about the same age as him. She looks a bit senile, but she is elegant and luxurious, giving the impression that she is an old lady, and she is also the kind of person who manages the household. Strong woman.
This is also true. Although Wang Wei was born in the Wei family, she was not very familiar with Wei Cheng. When she married Wang Yun, Wei Cheng was not born yet, so there was no relationship at all.
She also knew that Wei Cheng's so-called 'provincial visit' today was actually an excuse, so she cooperated and started chatting with Wei Cheng.
However, what she didn't expect was that the gift Wei Cheng gave her turned out to be the soap that was all the rage in Luoyang recently.
There was a whole box of soap, not to mention Wang Wei's, even Wang Yun was shocked. You must know that the soap sold by Fan's family cannot be purchased by the princes and nobles, and it is expensive and has no market. Not only does it require a large sum of money to buy it, but also a favor from Fan's family, so that now the entire circle of noble ladies in Luoyang is regarded as owning a piece of soap. Be proud of it.
"This, this..." Mrs. Wei was so excited that she couldn't speak, and her proud bun was slightly drooped.
Wei Cheng chuckled, raised his hands and said:
"I'm preparing a small gift, and I hope my aunt won't dislike it." Wang Wei looked at Wang Yun who was aside, and Wang Yun hurriedly motioned for her to reply.
Wang Weishi regained some of her composure and said with a bright smile:
"Oh, you kid, come here as soon as you come, why are you giving me a gift? Look at this... it's a waste of money, it's really a waste of money." Seeing that the effect was achieved, Wei Cheng said to Wang Yun:
"I know that my uncle Yunwen Yunwu and my nephew also have a small gift. I hope my uncle won't dislike it." Wang Yun was overjoyed when he heard this.
"Ah, my nephew is so polite." Xu Chu took a wooden box from the attendant behind him and opened the lid neatly.
The scabbard is decorated with dragons and phoenixes, the hilt is inlaid with precious stones, and the sparkling accessories are all worth it at a glance.
Wei Cheng took out the sword casually, handed it to Wang Yun with both hands, and said with a smile:
"Red powder is given to beauties, and swords are given to heroes. This Red Cloud Sword is made entirely of meteorite iron. It cuts iron like mud and blows hair off. I hope my uncle will accept it." The news of Wei's creation of twelve powerful earthly weapons was revealed by Wang Yun He had already known that when he saw Wei Cheng actually giving him a sword, he was immediately connected to the earthly evil weapon.
He was indeed both civil and military, and he always carried a sword on his waist. His breathing was a little rapid at this time, which clearly showed how extraordinary this sword was.
Wang Yun did not refuse, took the sword with both hands, and couldn't help but pull it out. Zheng~ The whole body of the sword shimmered with a cold light, and faint rays of glow could be seen on the blade. The most incredible thing is that under the background of the lights, the double blades of the sword actually reflected repeated red light, [Red Clouds] The name is well deserved.
Wei Cheng looked at Wang Ze and others beside him. These people were all attracted by the magical power of [Red Cloud]. This effect was achieved. As for this so-called [Red Cloud], it is actually a stick worth two or three hundred in later generations. Wei Zheng just let people sharpen the handicrafts.
If you really use this sword against an enemy, not to mention killing people, it will probably break after a few strong swings. Wei Cheng was sure that Wang Yun would not use it on the battlefield, so he gave it to him. As long as it was not damaged violently, there was no problem in using it as a sword. The main reason was that this sword felt very intimidating.
"Okay, okay, my uncle accepted this generous gift from my nephew with a smile." Wang Yun couldn't put it down. After the 'family' had dinner, Wei Cheng was arranged to rest in a small courtyard.
The two brothers Wang Gai and Wang Ling were responsible for receiving him. They were both of the same age. In addition, Wang Gai was seeking help from Wei Cheng at this time, and his words were full of flattery... After watching [Chixia], he also wanted to I want a sword, so I can point it at Wei Cheng and leak money.
Wei Cheng also happened to take the opportunity to gossip with them about a lot of information about the house, such as the topics that men must talk about when they get together.
When Wang Gai saw that Wei Cheng was interested in beautiful women, he immediately decided that the banquet would be a feast for Wei Cheng tomorrow night. Wei Cheng chuckled and didn't dare to ask further questions, lest he might startle someone else.
It was Wang Ling's performance that made Wei Cheng quite concerned. When Wei Cheng specifically said that he had a mute follower and needed Wang Gai to take special care of him, Wang Ling's eyes were inexplicably evasive, but he quickly covered it up and continued to flatter Wei Cheng with Wang Gai.
After seeing the two off, Wei Cheng pondered in front of the oil lamp in the room. Judging from the current situation, he got nothing. After all, he had just moved in, and Wei Cheng couldn't be too outspoken.
But Wang Ling's little expression might be a breakthrough. Wei Cheng stood up and opened the window, looking at the moon on the horizon thoughtfully.
At this moment, a sad and beautiful piano sound floated from outside the courtyard wall. Accompanied by the cool evening breeze, the sound of the piano was full of desolation and sadness.
Wei Cheng is not a person who understands music. He didn't want to feel sad when he heard the sound of the piano.
Listened for a while. Wei Cheng strolled to the yard and saw Xu Chu sitting cross-legged on the porch, listening with his eyes closed in intoxication.
"Young Master, I was disturbed by the sound of the piano. I will send someone to inform you immediately." Xu Chu stood up and said hurriedly when he saw Wei Cheng.
Wei Cheng shook his head and told him not to pay attention, then walked to the stone table beside the wall and sat down. As we got closer, the sound of the piano in our ears became a little clearer.
Wei Cheng unconsciously followed the tune, accompanied by the breeze and the bright moon, and sang:
"There are fifty strings of Jinse for no reason. Each string and one column misses the old days. Zhuang Sheng is obsessed with butterflies in his morning dream. He looks forward to the Emperor's spring heart with cuckoos... [Jinse: Li Shangyin 1 - Classic chant and spread] This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already At a loss."
"Dang!"
"???" Wei Cheng's expression changed. Could it be that his singing was too unpleasant, which made the guzheng player next door dissatisfied?
Just when Wei Cheng was wondering if he should go over and say sorry, the piano sounded again, and it repeated the tune just now.
When Wei Cheng was debating whether to apologize or not, a soft female voice from next door came:
"Sir, can you sing it again?
