Fox Road Travel Notes

Chen Zican smiled extremely coldly.

He slowly stuffed the book into his arms: "Why are you staring at me?"

"You want to-- snatch it away?"

"Or, kill me?"

"Okay, Min Xiaozi, I admit that I feel a little bit sorry for you."

"After all, you are worthy of death."

"For the sake of peace of mind, I am willing to give you a chance, a chance for the last ten breaths."

"You can take a gamble, come on, just like you did when you wanted to be a Gongsheng student."

Chen Zican took out the book again and slowly raised it...

"Within ten breaths, if you can take it away from me or kill me, you will win..."

"Otherwise, Min Xiaozi, you will die!"

"nineteen--"

Min Jingzong's eyes were bloodshot again, and his pupils slowly shrank like needlepoints...

"Eight——, seven——"

Min Jingzong arched his back, wrinkled his nose, and exposed his sharp teeth...

"Six——, five——"

Min Jingzong let out a roar from his throat, and dug all ten fingers of his hands into the soil...

"four three--"

"what……"

Min Jingzong screamed wildly, and miraculously jumped up with only one left leg, and rushed towards Chen Zican.

The ten black fingers were strangled at his throat, and the sharp teeth were aimed at his Adam's apple, which was constantly rolling and making a devilish sound...

Chen Zican flew up and kicked him in the chest.

He was also knocked back two steps by the strange force that Min Jingzong burst out in despair.

Min Jingzong fell to the ground like a broken sack, making a muffled sound.

The broken right leg was twisted weirdly. He still wanted to get up, struggled a few times, but finally collapsed as if resigned to his fate.

For the first time today, two lines of tears flowed down my face.

"Two——, one——, you lose!"

Chen Zican had no expression on his face, put the book in his arms, turned around and left.

"you--"

Min Jingzong's trembling voice came from behind, and Chen Zican did not look back.

"Go back, come back -"

Chen Zican continued to move forward, still not looking back.

"Come back! Come back!"

"I, I promise you, I, I accuse Qi Dalang, wuwu——"

Min Jingzong burst into tears and could not stop crying.

All the disappointment, all the disillusionment, all the grievances, all the guilt, all came to my heart together and were vented out together.

He spared his father's life, his brother's life, and the whole clan's life.

But it feels like I have lost everything.

Chen Zican silently handed over the handkerchief: "You will live, and your whole family will live."

"I promise, because you are indeed a filial son."

Min Jingzong raised his head with tears in his eyes.

Chen Zican carefully tore off the line of paper that said "Min Sanlang respectfully records".

Get close to the torch on the wall, light it, and watch it turn into a plume of smoke.

"I will stay with this book because it is a good book."

"But it will never cause you any trouble, please believe me..."

Min Jingzong looked at the extinguishing flames and smiled bitterly: "I, I accuse Qi Dalang."

"Indeed, all of this was ordered by him!"

Chen Zican shook his head: "This is not enough."

Min Jingzong looked at him doubtfully.

"I want evidence, real evidence."

"I know that you have been guarding against Qi Dalang, at least, you used to be."

Chen Zican said it categorically, but in fact, it was just a lie to him.

In this era, confession is more important than evidence.

The more serious the case, the more important it is.

As long as Min Jingzong is willing to accuse, any official can get the confession they want.

Unless Qi Dalang is an iron man.

Of course Qi Dalang is not an iron man, even if he is, it doesn't matter.

If there is no evidence, why can't we forge evidence?

Indeed, Min Jingzong had been guarding against Qi Dalang.

He is not stupid at all. It can even be said that he has been a very smart child since he was a child.

Therefore, his father and brother regarded him as the hope of the Min family and devoted themselves to his education.

He can take huge risks for his own benefit.

But he was not even willing to take risks for the personal grudge between Qi Dalang and Gao Xinzhi.

When facing Qi Dalang, he always felt powerless.

But he was still unwilling to let others control his destiny.

Even though he was threatened, lured, and coerced, he still held back.

When Qi Dalang took out the written petition and asked him to copy it once, and then burn it in front of him, he turned his back and burned the copy he had copied.

The original written by Qi Dalang was left behind.

In fact, when he did this, he had no plan at all, it was just an idea.

He didn't even think about why he did this.

But afterwards he knew that this was the hair that saved his life.

As long as Qi Dalang knows its existence, he will be unable to abandon him or not save him.

The two looked at each other, Chen Zican's eyes were calm and firm, while Min Jingzong only resisted for a moment before finally lowering his eyelids.

He grabbed the injured leg and slowly straightened it up. The excruciating pain made his face pale, but he gritted his teeth and persisted.

Then, he tried to take off his shoes, but as soon as his hands touched his ankles, he lost strength.

A teardrop fell from the corner of Min Jingzong's eyes.

He always hated himself for being weak, but when things happened, he still couldn't help but feel weak.

Chen Zican reached out and held his ankle, gently took off his shoes and looked at the soles.

"Yes, in the socks."

A flavorful piece of evidence.

Chen Zican frowned slightly and carefully took off his socks for him.

After shaking, a small piece of paper folded into the width of two fingers fell out.

"Brother Liu!"

Chen Zican picked up the note without opening it, turned around and shouted outside the cell door.

There was a sound of iron locks, and someone answered outside.

Chen Zican looked at Min Jingzong: "Don't worry, I will do my best to prevent you from suffering."

"I will do whatever I promise you."

He turned around and walked out of the cell door: "Brother Liu, please ask the doctor to come immediately and reattach his leg. I will have someone prepare the medicine and deliver it."

"Wait a minute, I have something to bring him, please keep an eye on it and don't let anyone snatch it away."

"Well, don't let anyone bully him..."

Liu Er agreed repeatedly.

When Leopard arrived at the entrance of Ximenlou Lane, Qi Dalang's coachman was driving the carriage out.

When the carriage passed by, Leopard closed his eyes slightly and carefully discerned the sound of wheels running over the dry and hard yellow mud.

As the carriage passed by, he opened his eyes and frowned slightly.

"empty?"

He didn't hesitate and rushed to Qi Fuzi's house immediately.

However, there was only one old woman in the house, kneeling in front of the Buddhist altar and mumbling to herself.

Leopard thought for a moment and reattached the carriage.

As long as you stare at it, Qi Yongkang will always appear.

The carriage turned onto the main road and drove straight to the east gate of the county seat.

When they arrived at the city gate, the coachman showed his badge, passed through the city gate without any hindrance, and stepped onto the official road.

This road leads directly to Huaiqing Mansion.

But Qi Dalang never showed up.

The coachman didn't seem to be in a hurry. He stopped the carriage outside the city gate, ordered a bowl of shredded pork noodles, and ate it while snoring.

The leopard was wearing a bamboo hat, coarse clothes, and carrying a dark pole in his hand. He looked like a woodcutter selling firewood.

He walked past the carriage with his head lowered. While the coachman was eating noodles, he leaned close to the window. The carrying pole intentionally or unintentionally opened the curtain, but there was still no sound inside.

He was still worried, so he simply stretched his head and took a look into the empty carriage.

He scratched his head in confusion and walked to the stone steps not far away to sit down.