Chen Jinqiu was like a camel crushed by straw. His body suddenly softened and he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, his personal servant had quick eyesight and quick hands, so he reached under Chen Jinqiu's armpit to support him.

He looked around anxiously and said angrily: "It's like a wooden stake, and I'm holding my hand to support the third master!"

Several servants came to their senses and hurriedly stepped forward to help Chen Jinqiu get into the carriage.

"Fight!" a servant at the front of the motorcade shouted, "Return to the capital!"

The long shouts spread out, making waves like ripples.

The groom whipped the horse, and the horse's neighing sound resounded loudly throughout the gloomy morning, while the wheels of the carriage turned with a squeaking sound.

The convoy set off.

The curtain on the carriage was opened, and Chen Jinqiu's side face stayed in the darkness, looking at the plaque of Yanzhou Mufu gradually shrinking. He looked at it for a long time and sighed heavily.

The curtain was lowered.

Chen Qiusheng returned to the study. At this moment, he felt inexplicably agitated. He raised his fingers and fiddled with the tea cup, and then walked to the bookcase and turned over the old documents.

These are the files of Yanzhou over the years. The regulations record the detailed accounts of Jiang Zimo's repairs to canals and dams over the years. There are also the division of rice fields, repairs of bridges, and population registration. It is so complete that it is difficult to choose.

Something went wrong.

Chen Qiusheng glanced at it and gave up the thought of reading. His walking speed slowed down. He stood for a while, then slowly sat down with his knees propped up. His frowning eyebrows were like three mountains covered with haze.

His eyes wandered around the silent room, and finally landed on the desk, in front of a file.

He was suddenly startled.

For a moment, he looked at the file, and then at the gradually brightening morning light outside the window. After a moment's pause, he suddenly picked up the file.

Rush out of the door!

The servant who was still pruning the potted plants in the yard saw him in such a hurry and shouted in surprise: "Master, why are you so anxious? You can tell me where to go, I will prepare it for you..."

Before the word "sedan" was uttered, Chen Qiusheng had already rushed out of the house.

He was like a gust of wind, running along the street, and the fallen leaves on the ground were picked up by his steps and fluttered in the air. Chen Qiusheng held the curtain robe in one hand and clutched the file tightly in the other, running forward like crazy.

"Third brother!" he shouted loudly, "Third brother!!!"

The broken shout broke the silence of dawn, and the sweat on his forehead broke out in an instant and rolled down his cheeks.

He lost his shoes while running wildly, but he continued running forward regardless.

Chen Qiusheng ran straight to the intersection before he stopped. He hunched over and panted heavily, shouting hoarsely: "You dropped something... dropped something..."

Swallowing his saliva, Chen Qiusheng stood up and looked at the end of the long street. The morning and dusk air was filled with mist, and the streets were shrouded so that only the houses around him could be vaguely seen.

A drop of morning dew slipped from the eaves.

Didong.

The sweat beads on Chen Qiusheng's chin fell to the ground, soaked with the dust, and stopped at his feet while rolling. The full sweat beads were covered with dense dust, reflecting the bright red blood stains on the clean socks.

He held his knees and panted, his burning lungs made him cough heavily, and his chest heaved violently.

He lowered his head and remained silent.

At this moment, the sound of horses suddenly came from the silent street, a gap was pierced in the thick clouds in the sky, and a ray of dawn illuminated the ancient streets of Yanzhou.

Chen Qiusheng raised his head, listened to the tapping sound of horse hooves, and stared into the hazy mist.

"Brother." The voice seemed to be shouting from a dream, "Brother!"

A figure broke out of the fog, and Chen Jinqiu galloped in front of Chen Qiusheng. He eagerly turned over and dismounted, and grabbed Chen Qiusheng's hand.

Chen Jinqiu wrinkled Chen Qiusheng's sleeves and asked excitedly: "I heard the elder brother calling me, but the elder brother is calling me?"

"Third brother, you left something behind." Chen Qiusheng's eyes turned red, "Big brother has something to tell you."

"Brother!" Chen Jinqiu grabbed Chen Qiusheng's hand and knelt down on one knee. "Brother, tell me, and the younger brother, listen."

"Don't trust the officials inside and outside Chongdu. With Da Sikong in power, we have no one to rely on. Liu Taijing is the king of Qi. He is heading to the frontier on this trip. He will return to Chongdu soon and cause a bloody rain. Remember, don't

Help him, don't harm him. The ancestors of the Chen family have set down the laws of Zheng. You need to abide by them, and you need to remember and obey them. In everything, the laws come first." Chen Qiusheng looked at him solemnly, "Can you remember it?"

"Little brother, remember it, little brother, remember it!" Chen Jinqiu repeated in a trembling voice, "Brother, please take care of yourself in Yanzhou. The hidden illness that has been hidden for many years has not been cured yet, so don't tire yourself out again."

"Don't worry. When you return to the capital, listen, think, and remember. Misfortune comes from your mouth." Chen Qiusheng knelt on the ground, with excited eyes open, and said in a trembling voice, "Brother, I'm here to say goodbye to you.

Third brother, take care of yourself along the way."

Chen Jinqiu stared at Chen Qiusheng for a long time, then suddenly without saying a word, he took off his shoes and put them on for Chen Qiusheng. He took the file and got on his horse and left.

Chen Qiusheng watched from a distance, until the dawn shone above his head, he suddenly came back to his senses and walked alone on the deserted street.

…

The escort convoy stopped in front of the Yanzhou City Gate and waited. When Chen Jinqiu came back, the gate was slowly lowered. During this process, the sound of intensive footsteps suddenly came from around the street.

The guards on the left and right put their hands on the handles of their swords and stepped back to protect the prison car and Chen Jinqiu himself.

The footsteps came from farmers with simple faces. They gathered around one by one, their eyes falling on the prison car.

Jiang Zimo was shackled and silently looked around at the countless people.

"Mr. Jiang, we are here to see you off!"

A loud shout rang out from the crowd, and an overwhelming crowd of people followed suit.

The people held all kinds of things in their hands, including eggs, grain, bread, quilts, boots, silks, etc., which were handed over to the accompanying guards and servants.

But there were too many. It took only a moment to load two large carts, and even the horses looked a little hunchbacked.

"My fellow countrymen's kindness is greatly appreciated by Mr. Jiang." The shackles jingled, and Jiang Zimo folded his hands and saluted, "Jiang has been guarding Yanzhou for thirty years in his life. Floods have occurred frequently every year, making Yanzhou like a broken coat and an oil pot.

, the repairs are incomplete, and the repairs are incomplete. Jiang is ashamed of you all."

Jiang Zimo knelt down with difficulty and bowed his head.

"Since Mr. Jiang is here in Yanzhou, we just have our backs against the big trees so we can enjoy the shade!"

After hearing this, all the people nodded and praised with smiles, and then a group of students dressed as scholars walked out of the crowd.

One person raised his sleeves and said with emotion: "The strong winds and waves, the floods in Yanzhou, the suffering of all the people, and the anger of the heaven have no intention. Fortunately, Dingze Zhensong Town Yanzhou has blessed our people for thirty years. With one heart and ten thousand aspirations,

Jian, we built Yanzhou together to maintain peace, but now you have to go far away, and the ancient road is full of thorns. We pray for heaven's protection, and then send you off respectfully!"

All the students stretched out their arms and rolled their sleeves, bent down and bowed solemnly, saying in unison: "We pray for heaven's protection and send you off respectfully!"

All the people shouted together, and the wide streets were suddenly packed to the brim. People knelt down one after another, crying and laughing. It was noisy and chaotic, but the only emotion was sincere and consistent.

They are here just for one person.

Jiang Zimo.

This scene fell into the eyes of Yuanji, who was accompanying the escort. He was shocked by what he saw, and a sad and sorrowful feeling suddenly arose in his heart. This emotion was so strong that he couldn't help but breathe heavily, and the spiritual power in his Dantian seemed to be sensing it.

, the spiritual power in the limbs suddenly tightened and rushed towards the mind quickly!

With a bang, the scene in front of me suddenly looked like ripples, causing the vision to overlap and interweave in the scattered changes.

Immediately, the spiritual power gathered into a stream, rushing down along the major acupuncture points and tendons, rushing straight towards the spiritual spring in Dantian!

Just like a mud wall collapses, the sea rises and a tornado rolls in, the spiritual power rotates at an astonishing speed, and the heart of the pill wrapped in spiritual power in the spiritual spring gradually breaks away from the petal-like light foam in the rapid rotation!

The light foam flew away and disappeared, the violent spiritual power gradually subsided, and the red heart also showed a brighter luster than before.

That is Tao Xin.

The moment a cultivator enters the Taoist practice and reaches the first level of enlightenment, the Taoist heart will sprout and be deeply planted in the Dantian.

The heart of the Tao is born with a round body and looks like a bright pearl. Under the baptism of spiritual power, it gradually breaks through the dusty shell and gradually becomes brighter. This is a sign that the cultivator is gradually moving towards the supreme road.

At this moment, when Yuanji experienced this scene of people praying for blessings, he suddenly broke through the realm of worry and demon that he had been confused about for a long time, and officially entered the fourth realm.

Thinking about magic!

"Your spiritual power is out there." Liu Taijing reined in the horse that was restless due to the fluctuation of spiritual power, "Have you broken through?"

"I feel something in my heart." Yuan Ji felt the spiritual power surging in his body, "Coincidence."

Liu Taijing couldn't help but look at him with admiration, and said with a chuckle: "He entered the fourth realm when he was only thirty years old. If this matter is spread back to the valley, it will definitely cause an uproar."

"You know this and I know it." Yuanji said in a deep tone, "Don't let others know."

During this trip, he entered Chongdu disguised as a guard in order to hide his identity from others.

"I have to go to the frontier to transport equipment, and it will take some time before I can return to the capital." Liu Taijing comforted the horse, "Your lady and I are in an alliance. Since you are going to Chongdu, why don't you tell me your plans?

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"Miss, since I have joined forces with you, I will naturally help you." Yuanji clasped his fists, "See you later."

"Green mountains are always there, and green waters are always flowing. You and I will meet again, one day." Liu Tai said these two words very seriously behind the mirror. He raised his chin towards the soldiers lined up behind him, "Let's go, drive!"

The baggage team was the first to exit the gate and head towards the forest.

…

Chen Jinqiu appeased the people and led the convoy out of the gate. Immediately when he was about to take the north road, he suddenly found an army standing neatly on the roadside at the three-way intersection.

"Sir Chen, I have been waiting here since Wei Yinshi, and finally he has arrived." The leading general rode closer, "My lord, I have returned from this trip to the capital, and it can be said that I have returned with a full load."

This person is clearly the captain who led the team to escort the Zhen clan in the seventh year of Zhongyong.

Cui Yingong.

Chen Jinqiu opened the curtain and walked out, the look of surprise on the face of the person he saw fleetingly disappeared.

He bowed his hands and said with a smile: "Captain Cui is waiting here with so many soldiers, which makes Chen feel ashamed."

"The dust of the Yanzhou letter case has settled, and our captain will leave for Manhong Pass today." Cui Yingong smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid I won't be able to see Mr. Chen again in the future."
Chapter completed!