Fox Road Travel Notes

A spring rain a few days ago brought the ancient town of Shimen, which strangles the Taihang Ancient Road, known as the thoroughfare between the north and the south and the throat of Yan and Jin, to a beautiful landscape of red flowers and green willows.

Last night, Master He held a reception banquet for the heroes who arrived.

Chen Zican was tired first and worried about the problem, so he excused himself because he was injured.

Early this morning, Wang Heming came to invite him to visit Longxing Temple.

Chen Zican didn't want to be a light bulb with him, so he said he wanted to go out and buy something.

Wang Heming was worried and sent two men in black to follow him, and asked them to drive his carriage.

Chen Zican and Kou'er first went to Berlin Zen Temple to visit and bought some things at the incense shop outside the temple gate.

After worshiping the Buddha, he spent twenty taels of silver to buy two longevity tablets and placed them in front of the Buddha.

One has Wang Suyin's maiden name written on it, and the other has "Kou'er Niang" written on it.

Because Kuan'er didn't remember her mother's name at all.

Seeing how thoughtful the young master was, Kuan'er's eyes turned red with emotion.

Throughout the whole day, I was extremely obedient to him, and even paid a lot more generously.

Of course, there is plenty of money in Kou'er's wallet now.

At noon, the two went to eat the famous Zhaofu Crispy Fish in Shimen. After coming out, Chen Zican looked for a few herbal medicine shops and entered a few selling groceries from the north and south...

Kou'er followed obediently all the way, acting as his mobile payment terminal.

It wasn't until he was sitting on the carriage going back that he finally couldn't help it. Wen was frowning and looking through a lot of fragments of Chen Zican.

"Master, what are you buying these for?"

"Did you not buy what you wanted?"

Chen Zican shook his head and sighed: "I can't buy a big killer, so I get a lot of fake things."

"Is it possible, young master, that I am destined to be a little liar?"

Back at the village, Chen Zican started busy, boiling vinegar, grinding medicine... The house was filled with smoke and smoke.

He then asked the pouting Button to sew a few more pockets in his clothes, and the two of them worked on it until the red sun went down.

Just as he was about to stretch his legs, the young monk came over and dragged him away without saying a word.

While struggling, Chen Zican turned around and shouted: "Kou'er, put away all the things I bought."

"Don't leave it behind, and don't open it to look. It's dangerous..."

But Monk Tong urged him: "Brother Chen, leave quickly, leave my mother-in-law alone!"

"General Liu Tichun from the Kuidong Thirteenth Family has arrived."

"That is a man who is both wise and brave. Military Advisor Wang and I admire him very much."

"Hurry up and meet me. Military Advisor Wang is already there..."

Seeing that Chen Zican was confused, he didn't even know who Liu Tichun was.

The young monk also scratched his head and was speechless.

I thought to myself that this brother Chen is the immortal master who has been following him to practice in the mountains?

He didn’t even know Liu Tichun’s name!

I had no choice but to simply tell him that Liu Tichun was an old member of the Dashun Army and was now in charge of the military affairs of the Thirteenth House of Kuidong. He had repeatedly defeated Qing sieges in recent years.

The nominal leader of the thirteen families is Li Laiheng, the Duke of Linguo, the adopted son of Xiaochuang King Li Guo.

Li Guo, Chen Zican has heard of it, Little Double Happiness!

But he didn't expect that this brave and resourceful little hero in storytelling would have passed away at this time.

As for Li Laiheng, all he knew was that he ran out of food and supplies and vowed not to surrender to the Qing Dynasty. In the end, he and thousands of his remaining troops set themselves on fire and died for the country.

These recklessness, with the passion of a dignified Han family, wrote a "human" character that will never be erased, never toppled, and upright in this darkest era in China.

Compared to the legendary Tian Heng's five hundred warriors, they are far more heroic...

Pushing the door open, I saw that the room was very lively.

Mr. Ren, the Gourd King, spoke loudly and chatted about interesting things in the world in the past two years. Sitting next to him were two men he had never seen before.

He keeps playing bunt and has a strong body.

The other one was kind-hearted, more like a court servant in a shop.

Sitting in the main seat above was a tall and thin man with a square face and a long beard, a dignified and solemn face.

The man accompanying him was short and stocky, with a strong look on his face. He could tell at a glance that he came from a green forest.

Accompanying me as a guest was Wang Heming, who was smiling like a jade tree in the wind.

The pretty and sassy Miss Rong sat next to him and glanced at Tan Lang beside him.

As if he was afraid that in the blink of an eye, he would turn into a sweet dream and fly away...

Bashanhu and Xianglei Chao, whom I met yesterday, are sitting at the bottom.

Not even plowing the fields, but sitting in the corner with a dark face.

But the two talents from the Yushan White-headed Army were the only ones missing.

Thinking about it, I still can't let go of my scholarly airs, and I don't want to take the initiative to pay a visit to these bandits who once broke into Beijing, trampled under the feet of the Donglin gentleman of the Manchu Dynasty, and forced Sizong of the Ming Dynasty to hang himself on a coal mountain.

Seeing Chen Zican come in, Wang Heming smiled and greeted: "Brother Chen, sit here! I'll give you..."

Before he finished speaking, the Gourd King laughed and interrupted him: "Come on, little brother, come and sit here."

"Good boy, how dare you tease me, Lao Ren, your little girl has no hair..."

Chen Zican knew that this old guy had always been like a dog that couldn't spit out ivory.

He hurriedly stopped him and said: "Your Majesty, my old highness, please spare the boy. Can you allow me to continue to be a bully for you in the next life?..."

The Gourd King tugged at his beard: "Why do you think you are a cow or a horse?"

"I, Lao Ren, just see that you are young and capable, and want to ask you to come back with me to build a stronghold..."

Chen Zican smiled bitterly and quickly stopped: "The prince-in-law and the horses are all working as cows and horses, right?"

"In this way, when you become the emperor in the next life, I will be promoted to a higher position, so I can be your consort!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

The man who had been sitting solemnly could not help but smile.

Wang Heming introduced him: "General Liu, this little brother's surname is Chen and his name is Zican. He is a good friend Wang met on the road."

"Although he is young, he has seen a lot of people, is resourceful, and his skills are unequivocal."

"Wang has had many long conversations with him along the way, and I have benefited a lot..."

When Chen Zican heard that he was Liu Tichun, the general of the Kuidong Thirteenth Family, he quickly stepped forward to salute.

Liu Tichun also stood up and returned the salute upright.

Wang Heming stretched out his hand again, towards the strong man next to Liu Tichun.

"Brother Chen, this is Wang Guangxing, General Wang. We are brothers and we are old acquaintances..."

Chen Zican's eyes widened. It turned out that this was Wang Chang and Wang Guangxing, the youngest of the three brothers of the Wang family!

He glanced at Wang Heming and saw that he was still smiling and looking calm, as if he had no grudges.

He gave a thumbs up in his mind and stepped forward to salute.

Wang Guangxing had a cold face and just nodded slightly.

Liu Tichun had a dignified and solid character. He was famous for his authority in the military, but his mind was always meticulous and sensitive.

If not, how could he command the Kuidong Thirteenth Family, a group of arrogant and powerful generals who were scattered and had their own agendas?

Seeing this, he stood up and said with a smile: "Our brother Wang never talks much."

"His brother is now in prison again and is in a bad mood. Brother Chen, don't mind."

"Come on, please take a seat!"

"Young heroes like Brother Chen, not to mention Liu, are my little Chuang King, so I respect them very much."

"When you have time in the future, be sure to invite us to visit Kuidong."

"Although our place is a remote rural area, the scenery is very elegant..."

How could Chen Zican care about Wang Guangxing's attitude.

Seeing that Liu Tichun's words were thoughtful and polite, and that he was very considerate to a little-known kid like him, he quickly thanked him and sat down.

Chen Zican has always had great respect for heroes.

Chen Zican also has ten thousand ways to make life worse than death for a capricious villain who can act according to the circumstances!