Fox Road Travel Notes

Hehua seemed to have heard some terrible sound, and she suddenly covered her ears and shook her head desperately.

burst into tears.

Chen Zican smiled. He looked at Wang Heming, who also had a smile on his lips.

Wang Heming came over, the expression on his face was like the spring breeze blowing.

In the past few days, he never said a word to Hehua.

He patted He Hua on the shoulder and said softly: "Zi Can saw you right!"

"Good girl, don't worry."

"Masayoshi Son followed her all the way and will bring her back before dawn."

Looking at He Hua's surprised and delighted face, he nodded.

"It's just that I hope she can remember this lesson. Don't betray the trust and generosity of the flower girl again..."

At noon the next day, Chen Zican and Kou'er returned from the government office.

Before I even entered the door, I heard Gao Xinzhi’s loud voice shouting: “Miss Lotus, these sugar cakes are so delicious!”

"It's just a little bit worse than my Yan'er."

"Hey, did they really pick you up on the road?"

"Brother——, what are you talking nonsense! Sister Hehua, don't mind..."

Chen Zican shook his head and pushed the door open: "This big mouth, apart from eating and drinking, is just talking nonsense!"

"Lotus, don't forget to add some ingredients to the cake next time."

Gao Xinzhi and Yan'er beside him stood up at the same time and bowed solemnly to Chen Zican.

Chen Zican was stunned and rubbed his nose: "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Heaven and Earth haven't worshiped yet, so why did they come to worship me?"

Lotus and Guan'er couldn't help but laugh.

Gao Xinzhi scratched his head, and Yan'er received another blessing: "Zican, my aunt told us that when we come over, we must first salute you and say thank you!"

Gao Xinzhi chuckled: "My mother asked us to invite everyone to have dinner at home."

"Yan'er made Yuqian cakes specially for you. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

What Chen Zican didn't expect during this meal was that General Song was also there.

At the banquet, he repeatedly thanked Chen Zican for clearing his nephew's grievances and saving the Song family from crisis.

At the same time, he also personally delivered something that Chen Zican had been waiting for for a long time - an invitation.

Five days later, at Songjiazhuang in Qinghua Town, an invitation was sent to General Song for his 40th birthday.

Some people say that Huaiqing Prefecture is the most prosperous place in Hanoi County.

Half of the land in Hanoi County belongs to the Song family.

If the Song family doesn't nod, even if the court sends a prince, the county magistrate will not be able to sit firmly.

Some people also say that General Song took great risks and went to Zengkou Village alone, killing people and setting fires.

It was because he knew that there was a treasure trove of Shen Wansan's family hidden in Zengkou Village.

Anyway, the person who said these words must have seen with his own eyes the extravagant style of General Song's mansion.

The last time Chen Zican went to Qinghua Town, he understood why when he asked for directions, everyone in Huaiqing Mansion said that there was no need to look for General Song's mansion.

This time, even though it was the second time I came here, I was still overwhelmed by its momentum.

Like many wealthy northern families in this era, the Song family is also a Wubao.

The difference is that the city wall is taller and more majestic, made purely of blue bricks two feet long and one foot thick.

The base of the city is three feet wide, and the city head is nearly two feet wide, enough to accommodate several horses riding side by side.

Every fifty steps, there are horse faces protruding out of the city, and on every horse face, there are watchtowers as high as three feet high.

The invading enemy, no matter where they attack, will face attacks from three directions and two levels.

It can be said that it is impregnable.

Therefore, although its area is not as large as the county seat of Hanoi, it is majestic and majestic and far superior to the county seat.

With five days left before his birthday, Chen Zican and Kou'er arrived at Songjiabao first.

He had to wait for the person who was bound to appear, but he had to carefully avoid him.

The Songjia Fort has been decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and brand-new red lanterns are also hanging on the top of the city.

The originally heavily guarded gate was left open all night. A dozen disciples with tall figures and long swords on their waists stood in two rows to welcome the wealthy guests from all over the world.

Chen Zican lived in the Xikua courtyard arranged for him by General Song.

Passing through the Moon Gate is a rockery built on a pond, covered with lotus leaves swaying in the wind.

In the corner, behind a few clumps of green polygonatum, is their small building.

The small building only has two floors, but it is extremely elegant and delicately decorated.

Here, only the most distinguished guests of the Song family are received.

After Chen Zican and Kuo'er moved in, they never stepped out of the courtyard again.

Even three meals a day were delivered by Leopard himself, and servants of the Song family were strictly ordered not to approach the small building.

Today at noon, Leopard came in with a food box and saw Chen Zican tinkering with something inexplicable again.

There were dozens of bottles and jars on the ground, as well as mortars, pestles, and rollers.

The three small iron stoves were burning red, and the earthen pots above were steaming hot, and the smell was pungent and unpleasant.

For those who didn’t know, they thought they were entering a drug store.

Leopard covered his nose and smiled bitterly: "Are you making elixirs?"

Chen Zican, who was squatting in front of the stove and using a delicate little blower to blow air into the furnace, turned around, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and nodded with a smile.

"Brother Leopard, are you an assassin?"

"Are you afraid of poison, or are you afraid of this?"

As he spoke, he opened the small porcelain bottle next to him, used a wooden dagger to pick out a few sesame-sized, black cinder-like things from the water, and sprinkled them at the leopard's feet.

The leopard frowned and put down the food box.

He squatted down, picked up a pill, and rubbed it gently. Suddenly, a small spark exploded on his fingertips.

He lost his voice: "What is this?"

Chen Zican stood up and stretched out his feet to step on. As soon as the soles of the shoes hit the ground, there were two crisp explosions.

He smiled and said: "The last time I saw you fighting Brother Liang, your movements were erratic and fractal, as fast as a ghost. Even with his kind of skill, it was quite difficult to deal with it."

"But if you sprinkle this stuff around, won't you lose the opportunity?..."

Leopard also stood up, took a step forward, and heard two more pops under his feet.

He sneered slightly: "You made these things just to deal with me?"

Chen Zican was a little disappointed and threw the bottle in the corner.

"It seems like you don't care about this thing at all!"

"Come to think of it, it's probably useless."

He glanced at the food box with some boredom: "There must be a lot of people in the castle today. The person I'm waiting for hasn't shown up yet?"

The leopard sat down cross-legged, took out a piece of tampa and chewed it.

"He has a big beard, a blue cloth for his head, a white cloth for his feet, and a big hammer around his waist. I ordered him to go down."

"Are you sure he will come?"

Chen Zican pondered and nodded: "General Song and Leopard Brother are such powerful masters in Lianghe, he always has to see them."

The leopard stopped waving its cheeks.

"You mean, he has bad intentions?"

Chen Zican smiled: "That's not the case. In short, you should be more careful when facing him."

"It's very common for friends in the world of martial arts to meet and try each other out."

"You specifically reminded me that he must be a great master. I will keep an eye on him."

Leopard said calmly.

"Yes, he is a master, the kind who is three stories tall."

"Brother Leopard, what are the levels of warriors in the world?"

"grade?"

There is no hierarchy among martial artists, but martial arts have different realms. "

"Oh--"

Chen Zican also sat cross-legged opposite him with an expectant look on his face.