Fox Road Travel Notes

Qi Dalang gritted his teeth and held on, feeling that even his eyeballs were straining with all his strength.

After a while, I was sweating profusely and my mind gradually went blank.

He hung precariously from the eaves, like a dried salted fish.

Somehow, he actually thought of his grandfather hanging on the roof beam.

He is an old man who has worked hard all his life and studied and learned.

I have never had too many desires, and I have never dared to step outside the rules set forth by the Four Books and Five Classics. I live a clean and noble life like a saint.

How is the result?

Isn't it hanging on the beam, like a dried salted fish?

And I am just not willing to live such a life, eating less than a pig, being as tired as a dog, studying hard in the cold window all year round, and drawing the ground as a prison.

But the imperial court's honor ceremony has never been designed for people like them.

Every year, there are hundreds of people wearing hairpins in Donghua Gate, but how many poor scholars are there?

At best, it is just a window-dressing for the imperial examination system to deceive others.

Hibiscus was born on the Qiu River and does not complain to the east wind.

I have seen through all this a long time ago.

I know that high-ranking officials and generous salaries are only for those green peaches in the sky and red apricots under the sun, so I embarked on the road of litigation.

Whenever in the court, those proud men who were born as Jinshi and were full of ambitions were thrown around and made into a mess, he felt a sense of joy in his heart.

However, in the end, he was forced into desperation by the government.

It became a salted fish waiting to be dried under the eaves.

Man, life is so difficult...

"Pa", someone lightly whipped a horsewhip on his foot. "

"Haha, I was also telling you, who is drying such a big salted fish? I didn't expect it to be a jackal!"

"Qi Yongkang, Qi Dalang, did you fail to ascend to heaven?"

"Do you want me to pick you up?"

Qi Dalang looked down and saw that the person riding on the big black horse below was looking at him with a smile. Who was it but Chen Zican?

Suddenly, he felt that all the strength in his body was gone, and he seemed to be about to fall.

Unable to care about anything, he shouted in a trembling voice: "Quick, let me down, I can't hold on -"

Chen Zican rode his horse in a circle and said with a smile: "Then come down!"

Raising his hand, he whipped him hard on his buttocks.

Qi Dalang was shocked by the pain. He could no longer hold on to the eaves and fell down screaming.

I sat down on the yellow mud ground, panting and unable to get up for a long time.

In fact, his feet were only five or six feet off the ground, so even if he fell, he would not be killed.

At this time, a fast horse came galloping along the official road from a distance, and only slowed down when it got close to the jam.

Chen Zican shouted loudly: "Leopard, come here, Qi Dalang has caught it!"

Baozi Jianghu has rich experience and quickly determined that Qi Dalang got on the carriage to Wen County.

He followed Sun Laoer's whereabouts all the way, and got out of the jam for nearly thirty miles before he stopped him, asked Qi that Dalang had already changed cars, and hurried back.

Unexpectedly, in Shanglin Town, Chen Zican happened to catch Qi Dalang.

When he arrived at the Xiuwu County Government Office, Qi Yongkang saw Min Jingzong kneeling in the hall, and then saw the draft of the petition written by him. He did not offer any resistance and readily admitted all the accusations. "

"At all, we will not give Chen Zifu the chance to torture him.

In the gloomy and dark county prison, Qi Dalang sat cross-legged in the corner with his eyes closed, like an old monk in meditation.

The other prisoners stayed away from him.

Behind the wooden fence more than ten feet away, Min Jingzong kept looking at him with guilt-filled eyes.

Hesitating again and again, he held on to the fence and stood up slowly.

Even though the right leg was connected and splinted, it still hurt terribly when it hit the ground.

But he frowned and said nothing.

He jumped to the front, lay down in the gap of the wooden fence, and called softly: "Da Lang, Da Lang, are you okay?"

Qi Dalang remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard anything.

"Dalang, I know you blame me, but, there's nothing I can do about it!"

"Dalang, I'm sorry for you, you, don't blame me, wuwu..."

As Min Jingzong spoke, he couldn't help crying.

Qi Dalang seemed to be asleep.

In fact, he was making rapid calculations in his mind, and his brows sometimes wrinkled slightly, sometimes relaxed...

Qi Dalang is different from Min Jingzong. He has never been a person who accepts his fate.

In the fence next to him, a big man stretched himself and climbed up from the haystack.

He used his hands to separate the messy hair on his face, and shouted angrily: "Who the hell is crying here?"

"If you disturb my sleep, I'll kick your ass..."

"Shh!"

Someone whispered: "Wei Laizi, keep your voice down. Over there, do you see it? Qi Dalang..."

Then Wei Mazi said "Ah": "Qi, Qi Dalang? Which Qi Dalang?"

"Tell you to keep your voice down."

"Who else is Qi Dalang?"

"I would rather fight tigers and wolves in the east mountains than mess with Qi Dalang in the west city!"

Wei Laizi couldn't help but said "Huh?" again, louder than last time.

He hurriedly covered his mouth and asked in a low voice: "Him? How did he get in?"

"How do I know? Just ask him yourself."

"Depend on!"

Wei Laizi sat on the haystack and shook his head: "How dare I provoke him."

"Hey, Mr. Zhou, do you think this small county government can lock him up?"

Mr. Zhou sneered and said nothing.

Wei Laizi seemed to be very interested and unwilling to let go of this exciting topic.

After all, being bored in this dark and damp prison for a long time is the most terrible torture.

He stared at Qi Dalang from a distance: "Hey, I said Mr. Zhou, Yuanwai Zhou——"

"When you first came in, you looked a lot more pushy than him."

"I have to say that you also come from a wealthy family. A few years ago, our Xiuwu County talked about the Zhou family, so who doesn't know about it?"

"You have played everything you should play and eaten everything you should eat. Unlike us, alas! Life is not worth living!"

"Hey, is that little girl tasty enough?"

"Do you think it's worth it? Haha——"

The man in the corner slowly sat up. His messy hair was matted and hung down to his waist, which did not block his sight.

He picked something from a strand of hair in front of his eyes and put it into his mouth, making a soft "pop" sound.

He smacked his lips and sneered: "If you stay for another two years, you'll probably be about the same as a dog."

"Told you, don't mess with me!"

"I'll be on the road after autumn, and I'll be deciding who to take with me in the past few days."

"If you keep talking nonsense to me, be careful, you won't be able to wake up if you fall asleep..."

Wei Laizi laughed dryly: "Uncle Zhou, you are a young man, why do you care about us?"

"Isn't this just nonsense?"

"Brother, I also know that you are the one who has been wronged."

"But, it's useless even if I know it, right?"

"Well, let me tell you, if you had found Qi Dalang back then, you probably wouldn't have been able to get in..."

Mr. Zhou said coldly: "I am innocent, why are you looking for Qi Dalang?"

"Tch! Didn't you come in innocently?"

"The person who committed murder and set fire found Qi Dalang, and nothing happened."

"Tell me, why are you so stubborn? It's not like your family has no money. Are you okay now..." Wei Mazi was still nagging.

"Shut up and get out of your way!"

Mr. Zhou's face showed an angry look, he scolded, grabbed another bed bug and put it into his mouth.

Seeing that Mr. Zhou was really angry, Wei Laizi smiled sarcastically.

I really shut my mouth and didn't dare to say anything anymore.

Over there, Min Jingzong was still calling Qi Dalang softly, his voice was sad, and his chest was wet with tears.