Fox Road Travel Notes

Tu Wei easily rushed up the city wall and faced dozens of martial arts masters who were shouting and charging towards them with swords and guns drawn.

He let out a loud roar, swayed slightly, dodged the sword slashed from behind, exerted force on his shoulders and leaned close to him, knocking the big man off the city wall.

Then he flashed into the crowd, his figure was like a butterfly turning over flowers, flying through the forest so fast that he couldn't even see clearly.

Wherever he went, he heard a clanging sound, weapons fell all over the floor, and people screamed and fell from the gate tower.

Figures of people were everywhere, sweeping away the city top like wind and residual clouds, and then flew towards the watchtower.

Chen Zican was shocked: "Fifth brother, have you killed so many people?"

"Are we going to bloodbath the Hou family?"

Zhu Yong laughed loudly and patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, Sixth Brother threw them all down. It's impossible to die. At most, he will lie in bed for a few days."

At this time, Zhaoyang, who always looked a little shy, also flew up and landed on the high-hanging suspension bridge.

He flipped his wrist and revealed a big ax on his back.

The ax is as big as a basin, reflecting the moonlight, and is as bright as a mirror.

He raised the ax and dropped it. With two "clang" sounds, the thick iron chains on both sides of the suspension bridge were broken into two pieces, and the bridge deck suddenly fell.

Zhaoyang's figure swooped down along the falling suspension bridge, and his body and ax turned into a stream of light, hitting the iron-clad and copper-clad city gate.

Chen Zican exclaimed, and saw the solid and heavy door falling apart with an earth-shattering noise, with debris flying everywhere.

The earth and tiles on the tower fell one after another, like a hailstorm.

Chen Zican was speechless. He really didn't expect that this taciturn and quiet boy would be as violent as a human tank!

Yan Feng smiled and said: "The second brother is from the east gate, the fourth brother is from the south gate, and the eighth brother is from the west gate. Don't let anyone out."

"Lao Liu is watching the wind at the top of the city, Zican, let's go in!"

After saying that, he urged his mount and took the lead, galloping towards the open city gate.

Zhu Yong threw a piece of black cloth to Chen Zican: "Tie it on your face, you can't let anyone recognize it!"

"Well, do you see that the youngest of my family is born with supernatural powers, and the legendary Overlord of Chu who can lift mountains and carry cauldrons may not be able to compare with him!"

"You must be scared, haha——"

Chen Zican rode a big black horse and walked side by side with him through the deep city gate. He saw that Zhaoyang had knocked down more than a dozen of the masters who came to seize the door, and they were lying on the ground in a mess.

Yan Feng's horse flew past them and rushed to the gate of the inner courtyard before jumping off the horse.

He knocked on the door and said with a loud laugh: "Shang Shu, a friend is coming from afar. It's fine that you don't come out to pick up the guest. Instead, you use knives and guns to beat him with joy. Isn't this the way to treat guests?"

"If you don't open the door, I will come in by myself!"

There were panicked footsteps inside the door, mixed with a woman's scream.

Someone shouted tremblingly: "You damn girls, don't run away."

"Hurry up, hurry up and lock the door!"

Zhu Yong stepped forward and slapped the door knocker twice, and then heard several women behind the door screaming and running away.

Yan Feng reached out and flicked the door panel, and the wooden bolt on the back of the door fell to the ground with a clatter.

He opened the folding fan in his hand with a "pop" sound, pushed the door open, and walked in slowly.

In the yard, a man in his thirties with a white face and a slight beard looked frightened. He picked up his gown and ran away in panic.

He ran into the house quickly, without looking back, and slammed the door shut.

"Haha, Mr. Hou is not only famous all over the world for his articles and poems, but I didn't expect that his escape skills are also so impressive."

"Could it be that you practiced it when Yangzhou City was defeated and Nanjing surrendered?" Yan Feng laughed.

He walked to the door of the house, pushed it gently, and the two door panels swung open.

The prince-in-waiting screamed and stumbled to the ground, clutching his forehead.

Yan Feng reached out to pick him up and patted the dirt on his body.

"Young Master Hou is so charming and elegant, how can he be so unstable? If Li Ji sees it, won't she be disappointed?"

He seemed to remember something and sighed.

"That day on the Qinhuai Painted Boat, I met her once. The song "Pipa Ci" was really full of lingering sounds and a lingering sense of sadness!"

"It is said that she once warned the young master, saying that the young master is as talented as Cai Yong. However, Cai Zhonglang lost his integrity and served Dong Zhuo. His conduct was so dirty that he will still be laughed at for a hundred generations."

"I hope Mr. Hou, you will love yourself and don't forget the "Pipa Ci" she sang. Is this the case?"

Hou Fangyu's face was pale, and his forehead was swollen as big as an egg. He lowered his eyes and whispered, "This is indeed true."

"hehe!"

Yan Feng sneered: "What a good young master, I'm afraid you have forgotten what she said?"

"I heard that you took part in the Yuzhou Provincial Examination of the Manchu Qing Dynasty this year, and you were also a high school deputy driver."

"Haha, deputy car, is this something?"

Hou Fangyu's face was full of embarrassment and sweat appeared on his forehead.

He whispered: "Your Majesty, this, this is also available."

Chen Zican asked Yong in a low voice: "What is a high school deputy driver? What did you pass?"

Zhu Yong crossed his arms across his chest and laughed: "The assistant coach in high school means that a talented person waiting to be a great talent has failed to pass the exam and has not passed any exams!"

"Tsk, tsk, the hall of the young master waiting for you has turned black, it's going to be a bad year!"

Chen Zican looked at the big green bump on Hou Fangyu's forehead and couldn't help laughing.

The young man next to Yan Feng raised his sword eyebrows and shouted angrily: "On that day in Jinling City, the four young masters, Mao Bijiang and Chen Zhenhui, who were traveling together with fireworks and willow alleys, decided to keep their integrity and live in seclusion since the Hongguang Kingdom was destroyed. A monk who is a monk.”

"Fang Yizhi was captured by the Qing soldiers. He would rather bend his neck and receive a knife than bend his knees and accept the official!"

"And you, Hou Fangyu, are as famous as the three of them. Over the years, you have traveled around the country and made friends with officials. Now you are so eager for fame that you actually went to take the Manchu County Examination."

"You are really as good as a pig or a dog. Is he worthy of your friend of the past, the Li Xiang of the past?"

"The two dynasties should be elected to wait for the young master, and I can't bear to say Li Xiang to the peach blossoms!" Yan Feng shook his head and sighed.

"If she knew that the golden hairpin stabbed her throat, the blood splattered on her fan and turned into peach blossoms, and that the person she entrusted to her for the rest of her life turned out to be a hypocrite. If she doesn't regret it, she has no regrets!"

"Li Jizhenlie, who understands the great righteousness and general principles, is enough to kill many men!"

"If you are here today, you might as well come out and talk."

Hou Fangyu's legs were trembling, his face was pale and he was sweating profusely.

His lips trembled for a while, and then he whispered: "Li Xiang, Bing, is not here."

"She, she now lives alone in Dajiyuan, fifteen miles away from Guide Mansion."

"If your Majesty is interested, you can go there to meet her..."

Hearing this, everyone's eyes showed disdain.

Seeing that things were not going well, the young man-in-waiting gave away his woman without hesitation.

In his eyes, Li Xiangjun will probably always be a prostitute by the Qinhuai River who leans against the door and sells her smiles!

Chen Zican sighed secretly in his heart.

If Kong Shangren had seen this scene, he might not have been able to write "The Peach Blossom Fan" which has been famous for hundreds of years and made countless tears from his infatuated children!

Yan Feng's face changed color and he said coldly: "Who do you think Mr. Hou thinks we are?

"I wish I could paint a picture of the young master at this time, so that the world can know what kind of person this talented and charming man is!"

Chen Zican blurted out: "A chicken garden?"

"Isn't it about beating Ji Yuan?"

Several people were horrified, and Yan Feng smashed the Eight Immortals table in front of them with a slap.

He said sharply: "Hou Fangyu, what exactly did you do to Li Ji?"

"If anything is untrue..."