Fox Road Travel Notes

Zhou Zhirou is different. First of all, he is extremely determined.

Furthermore, he had no respect for Qi Dalang.

Moreover, he has always regarded himself as a person who is about to die. Let alone cutting off his hair, as long as he is happy for a moment, he can do even the most treasonous things.

Therefore, Qi Dalang's evil method has no effect on him.

Zhou Zhirou nodded and said, "Mr. Chen, he is confused because he is concerned. He has been busy for a long time today and is overusing his brain."

"Actually, even if I don't say this, you can wake up by turning around."

When he returned to the county government office, Chen Zifu told him that official documents about the case had been reported to the prosecutor's office and the governor's government office respectively.

Sister-in-law Zheng also asked her family to send a message to Uncle Qi, who was the minister of punishment in Beijing. Now, they can only wait for a reply.

The only thing that worries people is that Magistrate Ye will approve the prisoner's rebellion case first. At that time, it will be a lose-lose situation.

Chen Zican was suddenly a little worried about Gao Xinzhi.

Therefore, when he saw Gao Xinzhi for the first time, he couldn't wait to ask: "What's going on? Is everything done?"

It was the afternoon of the third day, and Chen Zifu asked his younger brother to send Yang Jiaoyu back to the academy.

Walking along the sunny street with the old master, he felt lazy.

Suddenly, a group of people in front yelled, and the street suddenly became chaotic.

It was as if Sun Monkey had plucked a handful of hair and created it out of thin air. The streets that were sparse just a moment ago were filled with people watching the excitement in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it! It's so easy to raise our lively chickens to such a big size. You, this heartless person, will trample them to death. Don't leave. I'll pay for the chickens!"

A sharp voice shouted from the noisy crowd in front.

Yang Jiaoyu and Chen Zifu walked outside the circle of people on the third floor and stretched their heads. They could see nothing but rat tails.

"Hey, you little chicken ran into the road and was trampled by a horse. How can you blame me?"

"Besides, it's okay to pay you a small chicken, but why do you ask me to pay you an eight-pound chicken? Is there any justice?"

A young man with a loud voice shouted.

"You have no heart!"

"You are unreasonable!"

Old Master Yang shook his head and sighed: "The rat-toothed and sparrow-horned horns are fighting endlessly all day long. The human heart is really old!"

Chen Zican smiled and said: "Why do you sigh like this, old master?"

"I think this is exactly the result of Xiuwu County Mu Feng's transformation and your great teachings, Master——"

Yang Jiaoyu was stunned: "How can you say this?"

"Listen, these two gentlemen were talking on the street. Their words were sonorous and impassioned. They were going back and forth. What a wonderful talk!"

"What?" Yang Jiaoyu almost broke his beard.

Chen Zican chuckled and said: "On weekdays, when I go to the county school to listen to the masters' lectures, they talk about "the principles of heaven" and talk about "people's hearts". Look at the two of them, aren't they lecturing on the Tao?"

Yang Jiaoyu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Pointing at Chen Zican's nose, he gasped and laughed: "You hozen, you are such a pickpocket!"

"Let Master Zou hear it, and see if he doesn't give you a few ladles of cold water..."

While they were chatting and laughing, someone spotted them and shouted: "Everyone give way, everyone give way, Old Master Yang and Mr. Chen are here."

"What's the fuss about? Ask them to comment."

The sound suddenly dropped, and the crowd automatically parted to both sides, with many people bending down to salute the two.

Everyone gathered around them and went in. When they saw the two parties arguing, each other was a little dumbfounded.

Who is it not Gao Xinzhi, who is leading a bay-red horse, with a strong back and a bearly waist, and stupidly staring eyes?

Chen Zican was surprised and happy. He grabbed him and asked, "Do you still have time to argue with others here?"

"Do you know how many people are anxiously waiting for you? How is it? Has the matter been done?"

Gao Xinzhi nodded blankly.

He said aggrievedly: "Aren't I just rushing back to report the news?"

"The riding whip was a little faster, and I accidentally trampled his little chicken to death..."

Only then did Chen Zican see a little yellow chicken lying on the ground. It was a fluffy ball and its head had been trampled by a horse. It was definitely dead.

As for Gao Xinzhi himself, his face was covered with dust and his sweat made gullies. His favorite horse was also covered in sweat, obviously it had run a long way.

He felt a little guilty and patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work. You should rest first."

"Let me ask what's going on."

While he was talking, shopkeeper Huang of the grain store over there, whose chicken was trampled to death, was complaining to Yang Jiaoyu.

The people in the county all know that Mr. Chen has handed over the seal to Old Master Yang temporarily. When seeing him, in addition to the original respect, they feel a little more fearful.

After Yang Jiaoyu listened to his lengthy explanation, he frowned and said, "Although he is a student member of the county school, I will never favor him."

"Shopkeeper Huang, please tell me why he stepped on your little chicken to death, but you asked him to pay you a big chicken. What's the rationale for this?"

Everyone listened and agreed in unison.

Shopkeeper Huang argued, scratching his neck: "Sooner or later, I, a little chicken, will grow into a big chicken. Now that he has trampled me to death for no reason, how can I just pay a little chicken and be done with it?"

"Is it possible to kill an adult by beheading him or a child with just a few slaps on his head?"

"Old Master Yang, you are the most fair and reasonable person. Can you tell me, is this the right thing to do?"

Yang Jiaoyu made him mess around so much that he couldn't think straight for a while.

It seemed to make some sense, but also seemed to make no sense at all, so I couldn't help but start pulling my beard again.

Chen Zican smiled and clapped: "It makes sense, it does make sense!"

"Shopkeeper Huang, I heard that you asked him to compensate you for the price of eight pounds of chicken. Where did you start talking about this?"

Shopkeeper Huang said plausibly: "Old Master Yang, Mr. Chen, come and see, my chicken breed is not comparable to ordinary chickens."

"Look, this big rooster weighs at least ten pounds, and this old hen with chicks also weighs seven or eight pounds."

"If the chicken grows up, it will never be lower than this number. I told him to compensate me for an eight-pound chicken, which is an advantage for him."

"Don't say I'm blackmailing people. I, Lao Huang, can't be more fair in my life and business..."

Everyone laughed when they heard this nonsense.

Chen Zican nodded and gave a thumbs up: "Shopkeeper Huang's calculation is very clear and the reasoning is very clear."

"In my opinion, he deserves to spend an eight-pound chicken with you!"

Shopkeeper Huang grinned, rubbed his hands, bent down, and smiled proudly.

The people in the county all know that Mr. Chen is smart and witty.

Even an old fox like Qi Dalang had fallen into his hands before, but today these words were so confusing that people couldn't help but talk about them.

Yang Jiaoyu was also a little puzzled and glanced at Chen Zican.

Just as he was about to speak, Chen Zican bowed deeply to him and said, "The student is willing to compensate Gao Xinzhi for his chicken. The current price of live chicken is fifteen cents per catty, and one hundred and twenty cents for eight catties."

"Shopkeeper Huang, my calculation is correct, right?"

Shopkeeper Huang was beaming with joy and nodded repeatedly: "Mr. Chen is a talented scholar from our county. There is no reason for miscalculation..."

Chen Zican took out a few strings of copper coins and counted them to him. Shopkeeper Huang held them in both hands with a smile on his face.

Just as he was about to walk away, Chen Zican stopped him: "Shopkeeper Huang, take your time, take your time, this account hasn't been settled yet!"

Shopkeeper Huang was stunned: "What else is going on?"