Fox Road Travel Notes

Fatty Liu's family had completely forgotten to pursue Kuan'er for the heinous crime of knocking over her basket.

Seeing this old man, he actually dared to stroke his beard.

He pointed at Old Li's nose and cursed: "It is said in the play that you cannot write two characters "Li" in one stroke. You were one family five hundred years ago."

"You still don't admit that your heart is twisted?"

"Also, yesterday I saw you beating your second son with the sole of your shoe and calling him a "little beast" over and over again. Why can't we all be together?..."

After hearing such strange talk, everyone onlookers laughed.

This woman is famous for her sharp teeth and sharp tongue, and Old Man Li stirred up a hornet's nest when she disagreed.

Seeing that he was no match for the quarrel, his face turned red.

She yelled, threw the tofu in her hand to the ground, and rushed over to grab her hair.

The people next to you quickly stopped him.

Fatty Liu's family was so proud that their breasts stood out like that big rooster with red crest and colorful feathers.

Seeing that Old Man Li is so overconfident and old-fashioned, he still wants to fight with me, first a gentleman and then a villain?

Without saying a word, he rolled up his sleeves and stuffed the basket containing the big rooster into Chen Zican's arms.

"Young man, hold me tight and don't run away. I'll see if I don't beat him to death today..."

Chen Zican quickly stopped her: "Hey, Auntie, who doesn't know that you are both civil and military?"

"How can his worthless body stand up to your old iron fist?"

"Calm down your anger, calm down your anger!"

Seeing that there was a lot of excitement, people from all around gathered around, three levels inside and three levels outside.

One of them laughed and said: "Let me tell you, it's strange that there is a cow tied by the river."

"It's spring in March, and the cats are all springing up. If it weren't for it, how would the two bulls be able to push it up?"

"If you want compensation, the county magistrate should compensate that cow to others..."

Everyone laughed again.

Someone among them yelled angrily: "How did Fatty Liu's cow and Old Man Li's bull go up just now?"

"Could it be because of a stupid cow like you?"

There was a commotion in the crowd, with laughter and curses everywhere.

Fatty Liu was so angry that his whole body was trembling, and he forgot to confront Old Man Li.

He put his hands on his hips, jumped on his feet and cursed at the crowd, spittle flying everywhere.

Chen Zican was holding a big rooster in his arms with a little girl lying on his back. He felt like a fool.

He stretched his neck, which was almost out of breath, and brought it close to his ear. He smiled and said to Fatty Liu, "Auntie, do you sell this chicken?"

"how much is it?"

Fatty Liu's portrait was cursed and he immediately stopped yelling.

Turning his face, his fierce triangular eyes turned into a smile again.

"Little brother, do you want to buy chicken?"

"My chicken is a grass chicken that eats grass and catches insects in the mountains. It tastes very good."

"I've been raising this for two years. It weighs five pounds and eight taels, which costs thirty to forty cents. I won't sell it for less."

Chen Zican gently lowered the button, revealing his eight front teeth and smiled brightly.

"Okay, I'll buy it."

"Auntie, have you been trying this stupid case here?"

Kou'er pouted, wanting to say something, and looked at Chen Zican and then at Fatty Liu's family.

Thinking about how she was showing off her feminine power in a civil and military fight just now, she still didn't dare to say anything.

Reluctantly, he took out his purse and counted forty copper coins and gave them to her.

Fatty Liu's eyes narrowed as he smiled, and he praised her repeatedly: "Oh, look, your little sister is so handsome!"

"I just lost a little weight."

"This chicken is still a young chicken that has never married a wife. It is perfect to stew it to replenish her health..."

Kou'er's little face turned red with embarrassment, and she shrank back behind Chen Zican.

Chen Zican smiled and asked: "Auntie, how many cases are there today?"

"When will the trial be completed?"

Fatty Liu's family shook his head: "Just those two."

"The county magistrate is on trial for the second time, and no one is convinced..."

Chen Zican asked: "What's going on with the goose?"

Fatty Liu's family spat on the ground: "Bah! That widow Liu is so coquettish, she is also shameless!"

"Her daughter, who was small and weak, raised two big geese to lay eggs for her to eat."

"I wasn't careful that day. I ran out of the cage and ate some vegetable seedlings from my neighbor's house. I was beaten to death with a stick."

"Tell me, who does she blame for not being optimistic?"

"If you eat my seedlings, I'll beat you to death with a stick, bah! You still have the nerve to sue...!"

Someone in the crowd booed again: "Fat Sister Liu, are you jealous of Widow Liu's beauty?"

"What's a few vegetable seedlings worth when you kill two geese?"

"Well, Old Man Li just scolded you a few times, why didn't you bite his old bird?..."

Everyone laughed.

Chen Zican was speechless. The secretary of the county party committee, the county magistrate, and the head of the public security bureau, procuratorate, and law were all responsible for such nonsense all day long?

Let’s leave it to future generations, and it won’t make people laugh out loud!

He suddenly felt a little bit of curiosity and sympathy for this brother who had pinned his lifelong hopes on his cheap father, studied hard for ten years, and finally stood out, but now he was exhausted.

After thanking Aunt Liu who was chatting with the crowd, Chen Zican held the button with his left hand and held the big cock in his right hand, and pushed towards the crowd.

After finally squeezing to the front, Chen Zican was already sweating profusely and panting.

He protected the button with one hand and the cock with the other, sighing in his heart.

Damn it, if you haven’t practiced martial arts for ten or eight years, you won’t even be qualified to be a melon-eater!

Two groups of yamen servants in the hall were holding water and fire sticks, as if they were dozing off.

There were two groups of people kneeling on the ground, with snot, tears and drool, and you were coming and going, with full firepower, and they were spraying each other violently.

Those who go after the cow to death, go back to those who go after the cow to death, and from time to time, they go back to those who kill the goose.

The one who kills the goose will be beaten with the one who kills the goose, and occasionally the one who kills the cow will be beaten a few times.

The scene was chaotic and lively.

Behind the koan, sitting is a young official wearing a mandarin duck patch with a white face and a slight beard.

Holding a copy of "Chronicles of the Kingdoms of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty" in his left hand, he crossed his legs and held a cup of tea in his right hand, reading with gusto.

When he saw something emotional, he would occasionally nod and sigh.

Without even batting an eyelid.

Chen Zican couldn't help but laugh, and tugged at the button: "Then, is he my eldest brother?"

Kuan'er looked at the strange scene in the lobby and smiled: "That's not true!"

"The eldest son has not returned to Yanjing for two years, but he has not changed much..."

Chen Zican nodded and gave up the idea of ​​letting anyone report.

I thought to myself, it seems that my eldest brother is also an interesting guy.

The melee in the hall continued for another half an hour, and it was already noon.

In spring, the evenings are cool, but the daytime heats up quickly.

The scorching sun is shining in the sky, making people feel dizzy.

The crowd outside gradually dispersed, and Chen Zican and Kou'er were standing in the shade at the entrance of the lobby.

The big rooster in my arms started to take a nap with half-closed eyes.

Kou'er wiped a few beads of sweat from his forehead, raised his head and asked Chen Zican: "Master, don't we go in?"

"How long will this stand?"

Chen Zican smiled and said: "Then, I'm afraid I have to wait until the eldest brother gets off work..."

The two groups of people kneeling in the hall also lost their glory. They all had sore backs and numb legs and feet.

But the elder didn't say anything and had no choice but to kneel down.

The voices of the quarrels went from loud to quiet, and the attack power also went from strong to weak.

At first, I naturally didn’t dare to take action in court.

But when the noise gets louder, he will spit twice in the air to increase the lethality.

Now, my throat felt as if I had swallowed charcoal, and it hurt even when I spoke.

I want to continue scolding, but I am unable to do so.

They could only stare at each other, bulging their eyes, and compete with murderous intent.