Proton's Journey

When Dongfang Meng opened his eyes dimly, he saw Li Kan packing his bags.

Dongfang Meng froze all over his body, jumped up from the bed and asked, "Why did you leave without saying goodbye, sir?"

"Young master doesn't respect me as a gentleman in his heart. What good is it for me to stay? The world is so big that even if Qin cannot stay with me, I think there will always be a place for me." Li Kan said as he carried his burden.

"What happened last night was that I offended my husband by being drunk and immoral, Mr. Hongliang, please forgive me this time!" Dongfang Meng went to the ground with bare feet and stopped in front of Li Kan.

"Can you believe what the young master said?!" Li Kan sneered.

The snow-white sword light flashed in front of Li Kan, and Li Kan was startled, thinking that he really shouldn't have saved Dongfang Meng, the white-eyed wolf, but now that he is unarmed, it might not be easy to snatch the white blade from Dongfang Meng's hands.

The sword light scattered, and the magpie got into the sheath with joy, and the black silk had already spread a thin layer on the ground unevenly.

"In the future, if I, Dongfang Meng, dare to be disrespectful to my husband, I will do so!" Dongfang Meng swore with his fingers.

"My lord, I swear that the sky will be bright and the sun will shine, and men and gods will learn from each other!" Li Kan pushed the window and said.

"Blue sky and white sun, people and gods learn from each other!" Dongfang Meng also said.

The yokan got up early to cook, and he had already made several refreshing and delicious porridge dishes, but this meal was not very tasty for Dongfang Meng, so he only picked two mouthfuls of dishes at random and swallowed half a bowl of porridge.

However, Li Kan carefully tasted every side dish, devoured a bowl of porridge, and even praised the craftsmanship of the yokan a few times.

Yang Jian felt weird in his heart, and when he was sleeping last night, he vaguely heard a thunder on the ground next door.

Yokan felt in his heart that it would be better for the two of them to come back in exchange, otherwise, looking at the behavior of the two people in front of him would be too weird.

After they settled the rent and meal expenses with the innkeeper, they prepared to leave the border town and head for Xincheng, the capital of South Korea.

"You guys haven't paid the birth tax yet, right?!" A man dressed as a border guard said, holding a plain knife horizontally in front of the four of them.

"What kind of tax is the stranger's tax?" Wei Dun asked fiercely.

"We in South Korea have been fighting with Wei State in recent years. As a result, the domestic economy has been depressed and the people are in dire straits. However, you foreign merchants still come to our country to earn our country's money and grain, and rob our own merchants' jobs! In case you are Wei Guo The spy merchants sent here have no choice but to collect some stranger tax from you, but please rest assured that we will use all of this tax money to replenish our arms and fight against Wei. If we win Wei one day, we will surely This tax will be exempted, so please actively cooperate to pay the tax!" The border guards read while pulling a piece of soft and crumpled cloth.

Dongfang Meng shook his head. Before he came to South Korea, he really did not expect that South Korea has so many taxes. He couldn't help sighing, handed over the money and left.

Just a dozen steps away, he was stopped by a tax soldier to collect tax money.

"We have already paid the tax for the newcomers who attacked Wei." Dongfang Meng pointed to the tax soldier just now, and the tax soldier waved at the tax soldier.

"That's right, he collects taxes from the Wei State, and I collect taxes from the Zhao State. I won't read the report to you. Hurry up and pay the taxes. If we win the Zhao State, we will definitely take this Tax money is exempted." The tax collector said.

"Excuse me, how many countries do we have to collect taxes?" Wei Dun asked.

"There's one in front that collects the national tax of Qi, and one that collects the tax of the Chu state... There are still five or six countries in total, so if you give me some ideas, I'll point you to a place. Turn left ahead, and there's one that sells border guards. Recommendation letter, if each of you buys one, you won’t have to pay taxes so much trouble!” the tax official pointed out.

Several people found a place that sells recommendation books in a detour, and after buying the recommendation books, they left the city smoothly.

Outside the city, the flowers are red and the grass is green, not like the dusty scene of horses and people running inside the city.

From a distance, a group of people saw a large circle of people who seemed to be observing something, and Yokan felt the novelty and ran forward to join in the fun.

I saw a boy holding a stone and crying while guarding a broken blanket. After some inquiries, he found out that the boy's father, a jade picker, was caught in the blanket. I asked someone to collect my father's body, but the poor family couldn't afford to bury my father, so my father had to carry it here, and I wanted to ask the good-hearted people in the past to raise some money for my father's burial.

"Then why is he crying while hugging his father instead of hugging a stone?" Yokan asked puzzled.

"His father died for picking that stone. He thought he was trying his best to pick a piece of rough jade, but he only picked up a waste rock, and he fell down and died without a trace!" said a woman who knew about it. She couldn't help wiping away tears, her husband also relied on jade picking, and she knew better than anyone else that picking jade was hard work. When she looked at her eyes and thought about herself, she couldn't help feeling sad. .

The author has something to say: the cold is always bad, am I seriously ill...