Fox Road Travel Notes

Everyone rushed to the door together. Zhongxian Cheng stretched out his hand, and the cold rain licked his palm.

He twirled his beard and said, "As soon as it rains, the fields can be replanted."

"I am truly grateful for your good deeds. There are countless people alive and your merits are not small!"

However, Sun Shangshu noticed that "Xi Xiuyu" just glanced at the painting and said it was raining, which was strange.

So I walked to the painting, squinted my old eyes and looked carefully, and suddenly screamed: "This bamboo hat..."

Handan is such a big place and everyone knows each other well.

In all these years, no one has ever seen Sun Shangshu, a scheming old fox, act so out of control.

She screamed like an old woman who had her butt touched.

Everyone crowded in front of the painting again, and then they all exclaimed: "Dou Hao!"

"Isn't this bamboo hat on your back just now?"

"That's right, I remember it very clearly, it was on my back!"

"Then, why is it on your head now?"

"That's weird——"

"What's so weird? Doesn't Yueyang Lugong Temple house the true image of Immortal Chunyang?"

"There is Lu Gong Cave in the south of the city, and there are poems written by Lu Xian on the wall. What's so strange about him appearing by Dongting Lake?"

"But this... is just a painting!"

“Is it—because it’s raining?”

"Ah? That makes sense, but how is this possible?"

"Nonsense, why don't you look at who painted this? Lu Zu! That's a god!"

"Three Drunks, unknown to the people in Yueyang, sang loudly and flew over the Dongting Lake. Isn't this poem about this situation?"

"What a fairy painting! I didn't expect that I would be so lucky to see a fairy painting with my own eyes... Wuwu..."

It was a mess over there, some were sighing, some were ecstatic, and some were crying with excitement.

However, the Xi brothers were restless and hesitated to speak.

Liu Jinshi was the first to react from the shock and grabbed "Xi Xiuxian"'s arm: "Master Xi, how about you transfer this fairy painting to me, Liu?"

"Twenty thousand taels of silver, enough official silver, no need to pay for it with food..."

"fart!……"

Before he finished speaking, a black-faced and bearded squire shouted to stop.

His family's wealth is even greater than that of Liu Jinshi, but their literary fortune is slightly worse, and there are not as many officials as the Liu family's children.

Therefore, he can only be regarded as a country tycoon, and he is usually lower than Liu Jinshi.

At this time, they rolled up their sleeves and refused to give in.

"You, Liu Wencai, can tell you what you said! Twenty thousand taels of silver?"

"This is Lu Zu's handwriting! I offered 30,000 taels, not 35,000 taels..."

Several others saw that someone had already bid and they lost the opportunity. They did not regret it and immediately joined the bidding army.

"Xi Xiuxian" was surrounded by them, grabbing hands, pulling sleeves, arms, arms, shoulders...

It's like the oiran lady on the Qinhuai River met a group of old bachelors who have not known the taste of meat for thirty years...

Wang Heming struggled hard, but he couldn't get rid of these greasy uncles.

Seeing Chen Zican smiling brightly at the side, he had no choice but to point at this "Xi Xiuyu": "Everyone - everyone, listen to me."

"This brother of mine is the Xi family."

"It is up to him to decide whether to sell or not to sell the property. I don't care. You go to him..."

"Hula", Chen Zican turned around and wanted to run away, but Liu Jinshi, who had quick eyes and quick hands, hugged his waist.

"Mr. Xi, I'll give you forty-two thousand taels. I can't give you any more. I've wiped out all the wealth I've accumulated over the past few decades..."

As he spoke, he also wiped his snot and tears on Chen Zican's clothes, making his face messy and looking so pitiful.

I have to admit that among these people, this guy is the most flexible and can always be one step ahead.

Chen Zican raised his fist and gritted his teeth. He was hesitating whether to knock him to the ground with an uppercut when his arm was hugged.

Then, various arms and wrists were locked, shoulders and elbows were stretched, and the "Xi Xiuyu" Mr. Xi was subdued.

Chen Zican wanted to cry but had no tears.

He really didn't expect that these old guys were so powerful in combat, and all of them had the strength of 9th Dan Judo.

I don’t know if it was practiced by the servants and maids at home.

He struggled hard, but he was like a fly stuck in a spider's web, unable to move at all.

I had no choice but to shout at the top of my lungs: "Let go! You bunch of gentle scum."

"Sell! Can't I sell it?"

"If I don't let go, I won't sell it to you even if I burn it..."

Just when everyone was about to let go, Wang Heming said leisurely from the side: "Fifth brother, this is inappropriate."

"This painting was originally intended to be dedicated to the emperor..."

Chen Zican suppressed his anger and said, "The emperor believes in Lamaism, how can I offer this painting..."

Wang Heming snorted: "This is the most precious treasure of my Xi family. Even if it cannot be presented to His Majesty, it must be brought home intact. How can it be sold?"

Chen Zican gritted his teeth and shouted: "If you don't sell it, I will be strangled to death."

"Xi Xiuxian, you are a bitch born to a little wife, are you harming me?"

"You, you want me to die, don't you?"

"Xi Xiuxian" was so angry that he suddenly picked up a wine bottle and threw it to the ground with a "bang".

"Xi Xiuyu, you are going too far!"

"Okay! Okay! You sell it, I'll let you sell it!"

"Just wait, go back and see how uncle deals with you!"

After saying that, he walked away.

Everyone was stunned when they saw their brothers turning against each other.

Chen Zican also had an angry look on his face and shouted: "You guys still won't let me go!"

Everyone then let go in silence. Chen Zican sat down, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it in one gulp.

After taking a few deep breaths and wiping his mouth, he smiled bitterly and said: "Everyone, come on, everyone, sit down and listen to me tell me about the origin of this painting..."

Who is not curious about what they want?

Everyone quickly apologized for their hooligan behavior just now, and then sat down one by one.

Chen Zican drank another glass of wine, shook his head and said slowly: "This time of selling paintings for disaster relief, it was me who insisted on it."

"This cousin of mine thought he had been summoned by the emperor and met with the emperor, but he was imprisoned again."

"I'm afraid that Jin Shangshu will value me more and overwhelm him in the future, so I'm not enthusiastic about this matter..."

Magistrate Zhou remembered that the Xi brothers had already had a conflict that day to raise money for disaster relief.

He said repeatedly: "That's true. If it weren't for Mr. Xi's high righteousness that day, I would have been dismissed from the official position..."

Chen Zican waved his hand: "Master Zhou, you don't have to be like this. Jin Da Sima is from the same hometown as you and is a close friend of my father. We are all from the same family and we don't speak the same language."

"You are in trouble, how can I not help you?"

"What are a few paintings? The Xi family is not short of this. But this one is unusual..."

Liu Jinshi hurriedly asked: "Master Xi, where did you get this painting?"

Chen Zican pondered: "This painting is the ancestral heritage of the Xi family."

"It is said that it was almost three hundred years ago, at the end of the Yuan Dynasty."

"The ancestors of the Xi family once sold their property and followed King Cheng Zhang Shicheng to establish the Great Zhou Kingdom."

"After Hongwu ascended the throne, my ancestors were afraid of sin and secluded themselves by the Dongting Lake to make a living by fishing."

"One day when it was getting late, there was a sudden storm on the lake, and the water was misty and empty. He was preparing to go home in a boat."

"But I met a Taoist by the lake. He was a man with a star crown and feathers, his eyebrows were sparse, and he had an air of immortality."

"He told my ancestor that he wanted to visit Junshan and asked if he could give him a ride."

"My ancestor was alone at that time and had no worries. He had a bold and unrestrained temperament."

"Seeing that the Taoist priest looks good, he didn't refuse."

"I just said that Junshan is far away. It's already late today and the weather is bad. Please ask him to stay at home for a night and go back tomorrow..."

"The Taoist priest laughed and said, I think you are also a hero, why do you have so many worries!"

"It doesn't matter, let's go to Junshan. We'll be there in a short time. I guarantee you'll be back in time and have a good sleep."

"My ancestor was still a little hesitant, but the Taoist had already jumped on the bow of the boat."

"We had no choice but to turn the boat and row towards Junshan."