It is true that Jiankang has been sluggish since ancient times.
"But, one day, here, Jiankang, will be ours."
Xuancheng whispered, "Don't think about it, ambition can't survive reality."
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After Shouchun, you will be very close to the territory of Qin State. After ten days' journey, you can already see the beacon tower of Luoyang City.
They have been sleeping outside for several nights, and they finally found an inn. Xuancheng still had some money left in his pocket. In fact, when he came out of Chang'an, Xuancheng brought money, but it was not much, but along the way there was a lot of money. It was all due to Fu Jian's swindling and abduction. In fact, he didn't spend much of the money in his pocket.
This time it can come in handy.
From a distance, they saw a dimly lit small inn in front of them. Xuancheng was overjoyed, and Fu Jian also smiled.
"Let's go and have a good night's sleep."
"Boss, two guest rooms." Xuancheng shouted.
A guy came to lead the way, Xuancheng paid for it, Fu Jian looked at the inn, and seemed a little dissatisfied.
He murmured to Xuancheng in a low voice, "This place is a bit too old, why don't we find another one."
"Oh, don't worry about it. I finally saw this inn on the way. I missed this one. I don't know where the next one is. Let's go."
The man took the money and led them to a room behind.
"Can't we live in this front yard?"
"There is no room in the front yard, this is the only room left, can you live in it?"
Just as Fu Jian was about to refute him, Xuancheng stood in front of him and said with a smile, "Shut up, okay, let's take this room, thank you."
The clerk walked away angrily, Xuancheng glared at Fu Jian, "What are you doing with so many things, is it possible that you want to sleep in the open again?"
"I just don't think it's very good here. Look, don't you find it strange that there is only such an inn in such a remote suburb?"
"It's not surprising. It's strange that there is only one inn in a remote suburb. It's strange if they are all inns. Okay, I won't tell you anymore, let's rest quickly." Xuancheng retorted seamlessly.
Fu Jian frowned, didn't say much, Xuancheng fetched a basin of water, washed his face roughly, and slumped on the bed limply, heaved a long sigh, "Ah, I'm exhausted, don't I’ve gone on a trip and traveled all over China’s mountains and rivers, it’s better to stay at home, watch TV and play games, how easy it is.”
Fu Jian didn't move all the time, just sat in the room with his chest straight.
Xuancheng wanted to call him out, but couldn't help his eyelids getting sleepy. The candlelight on the stage was faint, and Fu Jian's face was also blurred. It didn't take long for his consciousness to fall into the deep pool.
After an unknown amount of time, someone seemed to be calling him in his consciousness, and he heard someone calling his name, "Xuancheng, Xuancheng, wake up quickly."
"Xuancheng, wake up quickly, Liang Ren wants to check your final draft, wake up quickly."
Xiao Huang's voice
Just after the mid-term inspection, the final draft has to be checked, and the first draft has not been finalized yet, so let’s go to bed first.
"Brother, wake up."
"Wake up."
It seemed to be another person's voice.
He heard movement outside, as if someone was shouting loudly.
Just as he was about to continue his deep sleep, he was poked hard on the waist, "Ouch." He woke up suddenly.
This time, he saw clearly the vague dream just now, it turned out to be real, and it was Fu Jian who was calling him.
Fu Jian was not the only one in the house, there were four or five other men, all of them looked fierce.
"This is,,," Xuancheng couldn't believe his own judgment, he raised his head to think for a while, then lowered his head, "robbing?"
Xuancheng's routine can only think of these, because the ancient times were always not peaceful, and whenever they stayed in an inn outside, they would always be robbed.
"Yes, if you hand over your belongings, your life will be spared." One of the men said viciously.
"Wow." Xuancheng exclaimed exaggeratedly, "So powerful, brother, what should I do, I don't want to die." He pretended to be terribly scared.
But Fu Jian shook his head lightly and smiled, "I've said it all, this inn is not good, you just want to stay, isn't this bad luck?" He seemed to be blaming himself, or mocking himself, but he was not afraid mean.
"Brother, why don't we give them the belongings in our pockets, life is the most important thing." Xuan Cheng said bitterly, he stared into Fu Jian's eyes, only to see that his eyes were suddenly calm and suddenly sharp.
"Yes, hand over all your belongings, otherwise, we will not be polite." Another fierce man said, holding a shiny knife in his hand.
The two were silent for a while, but there was still no movement.
A few crackling sounds broke Xuancheng's silence, and the man with the knife slashed wildly twice, only to see the table in the room crumble to pieces in an instant.