The Tang monk left Chang'an City in the 13th year of Zhenguan and returned to Chang'an in the 27th year of Zhenguan!

Fourteen years have passed!

Although Su Yun stood up even though he knew that the old man had little hope of survival.

"Change clothes!"

Xia Qing and Qiuxiang quickly helped Su Yun dress neatly.

Not long after, Su Yun, wearing a square scarf, a white long gown over the knee, a fish belt hanging on the belt with a tucked waist, and a graceful young man in a turbid family holding a paper fan, walked out of the Su house.

Xiao Wu was already holding a brown mare at the door of the Su home and waiting here.

Alas, my face is still a little thin, and I should be a white horse at this time!

Su Yun sighed, and with Xiaowu's support, he rode his beloved little mare, closed the paper fan, gently patted the little mare's butt, and went straight towards Wangzhilou.

Xiao Wu hurriedly got on his horse and followed closely behind.

At this time, the people of Chang'an had not received any news of the return of the Buddhists, and everything was as usual.

The people of Chang'an are proud, so when some ordinary people see someone galloping on the bluestone street and overturning countless vendors, naturally some people want to block the road!

This is something that everyone who has just arrived in Chang'an knows.

At this time, there was a boy dressed as a scholar on Zhuque Street, but his hand was not a paper fan, but a long sword!

Su Yun put on a long gown and was a gentleman from a turbid family. This young man probably wears a dragon robe and someone else will have to see it...

Hey, it's so ugly!

The scholars of the Tang Dynasty would hold a long sword regardless of whether they knew martial arts or not, just like if you have friends or not in the future, they would have a mobile phone in their hands!

When the young man saw the vendor on the street in the distance was overturned, he was furious and holding a long sword to stop the dandy riding a horse in the downtown area.

But he was surprised to find that the vendors around him did not avoid it quickly, but instead quietly moved their stalls outside, obviously trying to knock them over.

"Uncle, how dare you ask you this?"

The boy was not a reckless person, but was very good at observing his expressions. Seeing that everyone was like this, he quickly put away his actions. He understood that there was obviously some hidden information here.

The uncle who was stopped by him first moved his stall out secretly, then gestured with his hand, and then made a few quick steps back when his stall could be knocked over perfectly without hurting the horse rider.

A series of movements are very skillful.

Just as he stepped back, Su Yun rode over on the little mare and successfully overturned his stall. The uncle smiled.

"Uncle, how dare you ask you this?"

The young scholar asked again.

"Hey, it's so ugly!"

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"Young master is a foreigner, right?"

The uncle asked happily with a smile.

The boy nodded: "I'm here to participate in this year's imperial examination!"

"No wonder." The uncle was cleaning up the stall he had just knocked over like everyone else, and said with a smile: "It's the first time I'm here in my Chang'an City, and I don't know what's going on here."

"Please give me advice!"

"The one who just passed by, Su Yun, is the richest man in our Chang'an City."

"The richest man should not be so obedient and unscrupulous?"

"Young Master, don't say anything." At this time, the uncle had already packed up and said with a smile: "Young Master, let me ask you, can I sell all the things on my stall be sold out in one day?"

"Of course it's impossible!"

"That's right. Mr. Su rode his horse and knocked over my stall. It won't take long to find someone from the Su family to record how many things were broken on our stall. At the same time, what else was damaged will be compensated according to the price, and we will also be given 30% of the loss. How do you think this business is like?"

When the uncle said this, he had already started to think about his losses!

The boy was slightly stunned. He knew a lot about Fu Buren, but this was the first time he had heard of this behavior. What was the name Su Yun? Did he burn more money?

"Young Master Su must have encountered something urgent. This situation has not happened for more than a year!" The uncle was a little disappointed in his tone.

"By the way, this young master, if you encounter some difficulties in Chang'an City, you can go to Yanshoufang, Xicheng City to find Mr. Su. Mr. Su is very willing to help scholars!"

The boy was suddenly stunned, and then asked anxiously: "Uncle, are you talking about Su Taibai, who is known as Xiao Mengchang?"

The uncle shook his head and said, "Young Master Su seems to have such a title, but everyone in Chang'an City knows that Young Master Su doesn't like others to give him... Yes, nickname!"

The boy suddenly realized: "No wonder!"

"Dare you ask the name of the young master Gao?" the uncle asked with his hands.

The boy with a leopard head and eyes with a bearded face said, "The person in Zhongnan Mountain is Zhong Kui, whose courtesy name is Zhengnan!"

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Wangjing Tower!

The appearance of the Wangjing Tower is more like a temple, and in fact, there are also Bodhisattvas in the main hall inside.

At this time, a pair of palace guards outside the Wangjing Tower were wearing armor and holding a mo knife, while some ordinary people who came here were stopped outside by the guards.

Su Yun, who arrived on a horse, soon saw his mother in the crowd!

My mother, Su Wu, is 37 years old this year. She gave birth to Su Yun at the age of 19. She is already considered a high-collar worker here!

"mother!"

After Su Yun saw Su Wu, he hurried over.

Su Wu wore a dark green silk skirt and had a graceful figure. In later generations, she was definitely a top mature woman.

However, Su Wu frowned all year round and his body was already a little weak.

At this time, Su Wu's face was rosy and nervous. After seeing Su Yun, he calmed down and held Su Yun's hand tightly and said in a trembling voice.

"My son, someone's quick Malay newspaper said that he saw the monks who came to see the monks five miles away, and your father is coming back soon!"

Although Su Yun thought that the old man had little hope for returning, he didn't want to pour cold water on his mother at this time, and said, "Yes, this has been going for fourteen years. Finally, I'm back. Mom, when he comes back, you have to clean up him well and say that you can't let him go to your bed!"

Su Wu's face became even more rosy, and the maids Chunliu and others who were serving her covered their mouths and chuckled.

"How could you, a child, make fun of your mother like this!" Su Wu said angrily.

However, Su Wu asked nervously again: "Do I look a little old? I was a little anxious after coming out this morning. I should apply the rouge bought by Chunliu. By the way, we should also apply some perfume from our home..."

Su Yun listened to Su Wu's chattering endlessly, without interrupting, and nodded with a smile: "My mother is the most beautiful no matter what she looks like!"

"Nonsense again!" Su Wu touched his hair bun and said shyly.

"Here, come!"

At this moment, a shout suddenly erupted from the crowd.

Everyone hurriedly looked west, and Su Yun also looked over with the crowd.

The earth under the scorching sun is like a steamer, and the space in the distance is hazy, giving people an unreal feeling.

Su Yun saw a monk wearing a five-Buddhist crown, a brocade cassock, and a nine-ring tin staff suddenly falling from above the clouds.

Next to the monk was a humanoid body bent, less than 1.5 meters tall, wearing yellow linen clothes, and a yellow-black tiger-skin apron around his waist... It was too far away to see the true appearance.

Behind it is a ball carrying a load.

Finally, there is a giant man holding a white horse...

These are the four masters and disciples of Tang Seng!

There is no Su Yun's father...

Cannon fodder has never escaped his own destiny.

"My son, have you seen your father?"

Su Wu, next to Su Yun, put his hand on his forehead, looked into the distance, and asked anxiously.

Su Yun did not answer...

At this time, the crowd surging again. A middle-aged handsome man walked out of the Jingjing Tower, wearing a yellow nine-dragon robe, shook away the support of the strongman, and walked eagerly towards the four people who learned the scriptures.

This person is Tian Khan Li Shimin!

Behind him, the Forbidden Palace guards followed closely, a boy in his twenties, wearing black armor and holding a mountain-opening axe.

When Su Yun saw this person, he hurriedly shouted: "Cheng Chumo!"

Cheng Chumo heard someone calling him from afar. After looking back and seeing Su Yun, there was no echo, but he also asked the guards to relax the restrictions on Su Yun and others.

Seeing this, Su Yun hurriedly supported Su Wu, followed Li Shimin and others, and walked towards the person who learned the scriptures.

The journey is not long and the time is not long, but Su Yun feels that this section is difficult to walk.

The two sides finally met, and Li Shimin and Tang Seng, who had already dismounted, held each other tightly with four hands.

Su Wu looked at him nervously, but still did not find the figure he wanted to see.
Chapter completed!