Fox Road Travel Notes

When the application was just submitted in the afternoon, the team was approaching Ma Tou Town. They saw Chen Tou in the distance and two horses galloping towards them.

After twenty or thirty steps, the knights on horseback turned over and dismounted at the same time.

He bowed and saluted: "Master Chen, you have worked hard all the way. My military advisor has been waiting for you for a long time!"

They are all elites selected and trained by Wang Heming himself.

All of them, Shen Yi, were brave, doing assassinations behind enemy lines and spying on military intelligence.

He has always had his eyes higher than his head, and he only obeys Wang Heming.

These days, although they know that their own military advisors respect this idiot very much, they still never make any pretense towards Chen Zican.

Last night, a brother came quickly to report that Mr. Chen was done.

With just a small plan, enough grain and rice were raised for hundreds of thousands of victims in Handan for one and a half months.

It can be said that the merits are so great that there are countless living people, and they will leave the city to join them tomorrow.

Although they were close confidants of Wang Heming, they originally only knew a little bit about this scam.

When I heard about the brothers who came back, they talked about Chen Zican's magical methods, which made it sunny when it was sunny and rainy when it was raining.

Let that painting change with the weather, it doesn't feel good at all, I can't believe my ears.

But whether you believe it or not, he did easily save hundreds of thousands of people by himself!

This merit, this kind of benevolence, and this method are enough to make these rebellious men excited and willing to die for it...

Monk Tong laughed and said, "You guys, you guys, have never been so respectful to me!"

Chen Zican poked his head out of the car, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, brothers!"

The two knights in black got back on their horses and walked in front of the team.

Not long after, two more horses came galloping forward. They also dismounted and saluted, then turned around to lead the way.

The young monk touched his bare head and said in shock: "The Eight Immortals welcome guests? This is the most respected etiquette in the green forest!"

"It seems that these guys are really convinced by Brother Chen."

"But yes, I am convinced..."

He said these words so loudly that even the tense faces of the black-clad guards around him did not even notice a smile.

Seeing the people all over the city burst into tears of gratitude and cheering, they felt extremely honored.

Sure enough, the four pairs of knights were all very respectful, with reverence in their eyes.

Wang Heming's figure also appeared at the end.

Chen Zican saw him, opened the curtain and said with a smile, "Brother Wang, I've kept you waiting for a long time."

Wang Heming also smiled and rode over, walking side by side with the carriage.

He smiled and said, "Brother, I still can't calm down. In the past two days, I have been feeling uneasy, fearing that something might go wrong with you."

"I was so happy that I couldn't sleep at night when I heard the report last night that you had raised 15,000 dan of grain and rice, which was enough for the victims of Handan for half a month."

"I've been waiting to greet you on the official road this morning..."

Chen Zican laughed: "Brother Wang, you are too polite!"

"I, Chen Zican, did not raise these rice grains by myself."

"This game depends on everyone so much. Without your wonderful skills, everything would be impossible."

"Without the strong momentum of the brothers, those old and cunning guys will not be able to win the trust at all."

"It can be said that you accounted for 90% of the work, and I just used my words to barely account for 10%..."

Everyone saw that he had accomplished great things, but he was not arrogant at all, and they were all filled with admiration.

When he arrived at Ma Tou Town, Wang Heming had already booked the largest Luchunfang in the town. "

A banquet was set to celebrate Chen Zican and his brothers.

The knights in black came up one by one to toast Chen Zican and Wang Heming.

They are all hard-blooded men fighting on the battlefield, and they may not be good at talking.

But the looks on their faces showed that they had placed Chen Zican and Wang Heming in the same place in their hearts.

Taking stock of this layout, what interests Wang Heming the most is the hair hygrometer.

It was precisely because of it that Chen Zican was able to accurately predict that it would rain in the afternoon that day.

Otherwise, all your efforts will be wasted.

Chen Zican asked Kuo'er to go to the car, bring the artifact that Wang Heming said, give it to Wang Heming, and explain the principle to him in detail.

He turned to Kuan'er and said, "Kuan'er, aren't you tired from holding this robe all the time?"

"Those banknotes inside are all for Brother Wang."

Let him use this money to raise the orphans adopted in Dongting Water Village. The two of us can't use this much..."

Kuan'er was stunned for a moment, tightened his hands, and opened his eyes wide.

I thought to myself, Master, the money came quickly, but it seems to go away even faster.

Last time it was ten thousand taels of silver, this time it was a full twenty thousand taels of silver!

Before he could warm himself up, he wanted to take it away again...

Wang Heming smiled and said, "Kou'er, don't listen to him."

"Zi Can, at Wuliuzhuang a few days ago, for my sake, you gave more than 10,000 taels of silver notes to General Liu Tichun of the Thirteenth Family of Kuidong."

"I, Wang Heming, and Dongting Water Village already owe you a great favor."

"If I accept your money again this time, won't I make my brother feel ashamed?"

"Brother Wang, what are you talking about?"

"It goes without saying that we have a good friendship."

"General Liu Tichun is both wise and brave, loyal and generous. From the bottom of my heart, I admire him very much."

"The Thirteenth Family of Kuidong is in a difficult situation, how can I stand by and watch?"

"That money was given to me voluntarily and has nothing to do with you."

"This time we all worked together. Brother Wang, your role is particularly crucial. We were lucky enough to get 20,000 taels of silver notes in addition to disaster relief."

"Now, if I take it all to myself, how can I, Chen Zican, have the face to see all my brothers in the future?"

"Besides, how much money can Kuan'er and I use?"

"Carrying so many banknotes with you is not only cumbersome, but can also easily lead to trouble."

"Brother, I have no other abilities except lying to others."

"I can't feel safe without you all..."

Everyone laughed.

Monk Tong said: "Brother Chen, since you can't leave us, why not follow us to Dongting."

"Isn't it said in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms that if one person is the crouching dragon and the phoenix, he can conquer the world?"

"Commander Wang is Wolong, and you are Fengchu. If our Dongting Water Village had you, why not go sideways..."

Chen Zican also laughed and said: "If I have a chance, then I will definitely go to Dongting Water Village to visit all the brothers."

"But Mr. Fengchu will definitely not go."

The young monk scratched his head and asked, "Why?"

"Your Mr. Wolong, when he comes to Dongting, he is like a dragon entering the sea, letting him control the wind and rain."

"But Mr. Fengchu, if you go to the water, wouldn't you become a drowned rat?"

Everyone laughed, and Chen Zican said again: "Of course, Kuan'er and I also have a share of the 20,000 taels of silver."

"As I said just now, all this money will be used to raise the orphans adopted in the Dongting Water Village."

"This time outside Handan City, everyone saw it."

"How pitiful are those children who have lost their parents in natural and man-made disasters and are left alone and helpless!"

"But the southern troops were in trouble and the Qing army was brutal and the killings were far worse than locusts."

"No need to say more about how ordinary people live!"

He glanced at Kuan'er and said, "Brother Wang must be afraid that Kuan'er won't be able to let go."

"But you don't know that Kuo'er is also an orphan who survived the Tatar massacre."

"She has no objection to using the money in this place..."

Kou'er blinked his big eyes and looked at Chen Zican and then at Wang Heming.

He pursed his lips, opened the bag in his arms, and took out the thick stack of banknotes.

He glanced at it reluctantly, held it in both hands and handed it to Wang Heming.

"Brother Wang, keep it."

"The young master once said that money, in the hands of kind-hearted people, is a meritorious deed."

"With this money, you can use it to save a few more orphans like Kuan'er. It will be Kuan'er's merit!"