Fox Road Travel Notes

But Wang Zhiyuan was thinking: "The brother the little girl talks about must have an extraordinary origin."

"Maybe even a famous figure in the world!"

Mrs. Wang asked: "Who is your brother..."

Chen Zican and Wang Zhiyuan coughed at the same time.

Chen Zican said: "Sit tight, we are about to hit the road!"

Wang Zhiyuan said, "Sister, I'm a little tired."

Kou'ergang said: "My brother's surname is also Wang..."

When he heard Chen Zican cough, he shut up immediately.

She also knew that this couple seemed to have some relationship with the government, and her brother's identity could not be revealed at will.

But Wang Zhiyuan immediately became aware: "Her brother seems to be a taboo."

When Mrs. Wang heard her husband cough, she also knew that there must be something wrong with these words.

But she was certain in her heart that neither Kuo'er nor Chen Zican would harm them.

Wang Zhiyuan was injured and could not bear the bumps. Chen Zican drove the carriage slowly.

It wasn't until the red sun set in the west that we reached the fork in the road outside Hanoi County.

Kou'er shouted happily: "It's here, it's here!"

Chen Zican said warmly: "Mrs. Wang, we are here to see a friend. It is getting late. Do you want to come down and have a bowl of noodles?"

Kou'er clapped his hands and said, "Sister, brother, come down and try it. The beef noodles here are delicious!"

Mrs. Wang opened the car door, looked around, and said with a smile, "Thank you very much."

"Brother, let's come down and eat noodles too. This place is next to the city gate. We'll stay in Hanoi County for the night."

Wang Zhiyuan responded in a low voice.

Chen Zican drove the carriage to the side of the road and stopped, and helped Wang Zhiyuan get out of the car.

After walking a few steps, Guo'er pointed to the shop sign behind the persimmon forest: "We're here!"

"Sister, look, this is right here..."

Just as they walked off the intersection, a burst of laughter came from behind the persimmon forest: "Fifth brother, you lost again."

"Don't cheat this time, drink it soon..."

Wang Zhiyuan suddenly stopped, his face changed color slightly, and he listened carefully with his ears tilted.

Mrs. Wang's face turned pale. She held her husband's arm tightly and said in a trembling voice, "Yes, it's them?"

Someone over there shouted: "Just drink!"

"It's just that you have to follow me after drinking. This time, let's change the drinking order. This is not fun..."

Everyone laughed again, no less than seven or eight people.

Wang Zhiyuan's face was ashen, he took a few breaths while stroking his chest, and whispered: "Let's go there!"

Mrs. Wang's hand holding his arm trembled suddenly, her knuckles turned white: "Brother..."

Wang Zhiyuan remained silent and walked forward slowly.

Chen Zican and Kuo'er looked at each other and followed.

This Mrs. Wang is beautiful, has a cheerful personality, and her martial arts skills are even more amazing, but she is as fearful of the people over there as snakes and scorpions.

Could it be that Wang Zhiyuan's injuries were related to them?

It's not easy to hurt Wang Zhiyuan.

I don’t know which kind of gods they came from, and whether Liang Qiuju and his wife are in danger...

Thinking in my mind, I couldn't help but feel a little worried, and quickly followed him.

When I turned around the intersection, I saw two wooden tables put together under the persimmon tree. Eight young people were surrounding them, playing the game of guessing.

The one at the top looks to be less than thirty years old.

He is dressed in luxurious and neat clothes, his eyebrows are straight and slanting into his temples, his eyes are slender, his expression is restrained, he looks like a handsome young man from the world.

Most of the others are in their twenties, wearing rich clothes and soft hats, and have extraordinary attitudes.

Some are handsome and some are ugly, but all of them are heroic.

The only person sitting at the bottom was a boy with a childish face who looked to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old.

He has fair skin, regular facial features, and a somewhat shy appearance.

Wang Zhiyuan walked slowly and passed by them without stopping, minding his own business and sitting down at a table next to him.

Those people stopped talking and joking as soon as he appeared.

Eyes staring at his figure, some were confused, some were contemptuous, some were solemn...

Chen Zican and Kou'er were worried about Liang Qiuju, so they walked directly to the door and knocked on the door: "Brother Liang, sister-in-law, are you there?"

After a while, just as he was about to knock again, Liang Qiuju opened the wooden door and exposed his head.

Seeing it was Chen Zican and Kuo'er, their expressions changed from solemn to joyful: "Zican, Kuo'er, you are here."

"Come on, come in quickly, Xiaolian, look who's coming..."

Chen Xiaolian also quickly came out of the back room and held Kuan'er in her arms: "Kuan'er, come to see my sister-in-law."

"Oh, it's only been so long, but this girl is getting more and more beautiful!"

Kuan'er touched Chen Xiaolian's belly: "Sister-in-law, when will you have the baby?"

"Kuan'er, can I help you carry it?"

"That sister outside, her baby likes buttons..."

Liang Qiuju stretched out his head, glanced at Wang Zhiyuan and his wife sitting there, and asked, "Are they your friends?"

Chen Zican smiled: "The person I met on the road is named Wang Zhiyuan. It is said that he is a famous fisherman in Taizhou. He seems to be quite famous in the world."

Liang Qiuju was stunned: "Wang Zhiyuan? Is it him?"

He looked at Chen Zican and nodded: "It's not just that he has a good reputation."

"He ranks second among the three most famous arresters in the north. He is notoriously difficult to deal with. Those who are targeted by him will fight to the death."

He sighed: "However, among the three famous arresters, his reputation is also the best."

"The innocent are never implicated in handling cases. Those who are killed by my men are all people who deserve to die, and those who are arrested are guilty."

"However, it is also the most difficult to deal with!"

"He accepts death and only cares about the law of the country and no human feelings!"

Chen Zican thought about Wang Zhiyuan being seriously injured and taking the initiative to recruit horse thieves to rob the army. It seemed that it was different from what Liang Qiuju said!

At this moment, only a sigh was heard.

The man sitting at the top said quietly: "The famous catcher Wang Zhiyuan is indeed worthy of his reputation!"

"I really didn't expect that you would actually chase me here again..."

Wang Zhiyuan's voice was hoarse: "As long as you violate the national law, Wang will chase you to the ends of the earth as long as he has a breath!"

"Haha, what a shameless statement!"

"You competed with my fifth brother and got hit by this Thunder Palm."

"If he hadn't been merciful, you would have died on the spot. Why do you have the nerve to continue to stalk me?" one of the thin young men scolded.

The man above smiled and said, "Seventh brother, don't be rude."

"We brothers all admire Wang Mingzhou very much."

"However, the world is full of corrupt officials and the people are in dire straits. If you are the only one who abides by and protects the law, what will it do?"

Wang Zhiyuan looked up at him. Although his body was a little stooped, his eyes were firm.

"It's because the world is full of corrupt officials who know the law and break it, so people like me are more needed."

"If in this land of China, there are hundreds of millions of people, and everyone has lost the seeds of protecting and abiding by the law in their hearts, and they act recklessly, wouldn't it become a hell on earth?"

The man above nodded and said with a sigh: "But there are too few people like you."

"That's why we need to eradicate violence and evil and enforce justice for heaven!"

Wang Zhiyuan sneered: "Walking for heaven?"

"How can life and death be controlled by individuals out of personal motives?"

"How is this different from those single-minded thieves?"

"You are not Heaven. Above, Heaven is the way of Heaven. Below, Heaven is the law of the country!"

A young man with a moustache in the seat laughed and said: "Wang Captou, I respect you as a man, and I always give you three points of leeway, but you are short-sighted and you are not as good as a two-foot-old boy!"

"The so-called national law is nothing but determined by people."

"But people are not saints and have their own selfish motives. How can this country's laws be perfect?"

"What's more, even if the national law is fair, the people who enforce it are not saints. When it falls on the heads of the people, the rain and dew have turned into hail."

"What you call national law is just a joke!"