Fox Road Travel Notes

Chen Zican sighed.

He understood that if the mind has not been polished and the Tao has not been fully understood, this obstacle is a natural chasm.

This is true for any skill at its peak.

He wanted to ask Cang Haijun about it, but Liang Qiuju stretched his body and stood up.

"Zi Can, I have told you everything I can tell you."

"Some things cannot be asked or said. This is how the world is. Many mysterious inheritances have gradually become taboo..."

He pointed to the white sky: "Go inside and rest for a while."

"I'm going to roll out the dough. I'll start knitting it in a while. I'm going to be hungry again."

Chen Zican also stood up with a smile: "Brother Liang, your way will be passed down forever!"

Liang Qiuju turned around: "Tao is the heart, heart is the principle, skill is the body, and body is the use!"

He stretched out his big, muscular hands and smiled.

"The Taoist heart is unique, and these hands can both punch and roll dough..."

"No wonder Yan Feng said that the bowl of noodles you made does not have a taste, but a taste."

"The same lever that moves the earth can also pry open bottle caps. I understand this!"

Liang Qiuju patted him on the shoulder, with deep approval in his eyes: "So, my Tao can also be passed on to you, it is "One"!"

Not forgetting the original intention is called "oneness".

Moving forward courageously is called "one".

When we get to the bottom of it, it’s called “one”.

Never giving up is called "one".

The end of each skill, the ultimate of all things, is called "one"...

It was already afternoon when Chen Zican and Kuo'er returned to Xiu Wu.

On the streets entering the city, at a glance, there were red confetti scattered everywhere. The common people they met smiled and said hello: "Mr. Chen..."

Kuan'er was lying on the car window and asked doubtfully: "Is today a holiday or a wedding reception..."

He rushed to the county government office first, but his brother did not come out.

Liu Er told him that the Inspector had arrived at Huaiqing Mansion yesterday.

Chen Zifu, the main hall of Xiuwu County, was ordered to escort a group of prisoners to the government office to interrogate the case of Magistrate Ye's loss of life, the case of Min Jingzong's deception of fame, and the case of Qi Yongkang, who incited prisoners to cut off their braids.

In ten days, Chen Zifu solved three major cases in a row, shocking the whole province of Yuzhou.

In the past two days, because Magistrate Ye was arrested, countless people in Huaiqing Mansion rushed to tell each other and were overjoyed.

Liu Er said that today Chen Zifu escorted the prison car out of the city, and people came from all over the country to see each other off, beating gongs and drums, and it was very lively.

They were all shouting "Chen Qingtian", and I didn't know how many firecrackers were set off...

Zhou Xiucai's family and Mr. Wang Da's family both sent plaques and placed Magistrate Chen's longevity tablet at home.

At this moment, Madam is in the back office, receiving the old lady of the Zhou family...

Chen Zican felt relieved after hearing this.

In this land, there live the most simple and kind-hearted people.

As long as officials don't do evil, they can live and work in peace and contentment.

If they were more honest, they would be grateful.

Unfortunately, even such a trivial wish always seems to be difficult to realize!

Chen Zican and Kou'er returned to the inn. As soon as they entered the door, they were hugged and lifted up.

He was surprised at first, then delighted, and hit the shiny head hard.

He smiled and said, "This monk, Buddha taught three thousand sermons, which is nothing more than "let go"."

"Why don't you put me down quickly?"

Kou'er exclaimed: "Brother Tong San, why are you here?"

Monk Tong laughed loudly: "Zican, Kou'er, third brother misses you!"

Chen Zican struggled and jumped down. Before he could speak, someone came down the stairs.

With a smile on his lips, a handsome face, and a natural and unrestrained appearance, who else could he be if he weren't Wang Heming?

Chen Zican was stunned for a moment, and Kuo'er rushed over with tears in his eyes: "Wang Da——"

Suddenly his face turned red, he stopped, folded his clothes as a courtesy, and said softly: "Brother, you are here!"

Chen Zican shook his head: "Tsk tsk, when I saw my brother, I turned into a lady..."

Wang Heming came over and gently picked up Kuan'er.

Looking at her with a smile: "Well, my Kuan'er is a lady to begin with, and she is getting more and more beautiful as she grows."

Kou'er lowered his head shyly.

Wang Heming smiled and asked Chen Zican, "How is Zican always doing well?"

"We just entered the Huaiqing Mansion today, and we kept hearing people say how you are doing."

"I have heard the story of you outsmarting Qi Dalang and picking on Luo Yezhifu at least seven or eight times along the way. Everyone feels that it is an honor..."

Liu Hutou and Son Zhengyi, who were following behind him, were also flushed with excitement.

They all came forward to greet Chen Zican and said regretfully: "Brother Chen's skills are really amazing."

"We have seen a lot along the way. If I had known we would come back, I would not have gone back. I missed a great show!"

Chen Zican smiled and greeted them one by one.

He led them to the guest room, closed the door, and said seriously: "Brother Wang, Third Brother Tong, you guys are rushing north again this time. Could it be that something unexpected happened?"

Wang Heming took the tea cup from Kuo'er and winked at Liu Hutou and Sun Zhengyi.

The two of them understood, got up and went out, closed the door and stood guard outside.

Wang Heming took a sip of tea, shook his head and smiled: "Last spring, King Sun Kewang of Qin ordered General Feng Shuangli to lead tens of thousands of elite soldiers and war elephants from eastern Guizhou in two directions to attack Yuanzhou together."

"After conquering Yuanzhou, they encountered the main force of Shen Yongzhong, Duke Xushun of the Manchu Qing Dynasty in Chenzhou, and they remained in a stalemate."

"After I go back, I will report the results of my contact with the heroes in a flying letter to General Li Dingguo, King of Anxi."

"I have received a reply before setting off this time."

"Next month, he will personally lead the army to the Northern Expedition and join Feng Shuangli to attack Hunan."

He paused: "And I came here this time because Nanming decided that General Liu Wenxiu would lead the troops to pacify Bashu at the same time."

"In the past few years, the warlords in Shu have divided the country and have been fighting for years. The situation is extremely complicated."

"So, I want to take the first step and personally escort the 20,000 taels of silver from Hanzhong to Shu."

"Inquiry about the news by the way, and then contact Huayang Hou Yang Zhan who is stationed in Guangyuan, and then go down the river to visit the thirteen families in Kuidong to discuss the plan."

Chen Zican frowned. He was really not familiar with the current situation in the world.

"Brother Wang, from here to Qinzhou and then to Bashu, you have a heavy trust and money. Do you want to imitate Guan Yun and ride alone for thousands of miles?"

Wang Heming chuckled and said, "Zi Can, you still regard me as a useless scholar!"

"Before departure, I have written a letter to Tang Jingwu, the shopkeeper of Tang Dynasty."

"This time we pretended to be merchants and met up with the convoys of Baotong Trading Company in Huaiqing Mansion and headed to Qinzhou together."

"He has plenty of guards under him, so there is no need to worry about safety."

He looked at Monk Tong: "Even if Third Brother sent me to Huaiqing, he would have to rush back to Dongting Water Village immediately."

"Now, seeing that the war is about to begin, the brothers in the village are preparing their troops, waiting for a big fight."

"I want to force him to stay here. It would be strange if he doesn't get angry with me."

Monk Tong touched his bald head and laughed.

"Military advisor, it's not that I don't want to follow you."

"I, my old boy, made a bet with someone that I would trade the heads of two Manchu generals for the technique. You saw this with your own eyes."

"We heroes from Dongting Lake, don't our good words count for nothing?"

He turned to Chen Zican and Kuo'er and asked, "Um, do you think so?"

Chen Zican chuckled: "Yes, yes, the heads of two generals are not as important as the bragging of the third brother?"

"It's not as important as drinking."

"I don't know. If I lose your military advisor later, you won't regret it later."