"Have you eaten enough?" Ling Chen grabbed a handful of grass and wiped his hands and asked.
"Thank you Master San Zang. I'm full." Ning Xuan nodded.
"Then let's go, we're not far from Qinghe County." In the early hours of the morning, he got on his horse.
"okay."
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"Sir, are you feeling better?" Mr. Zhou asked cautiously.
"It's much better, hurry up. I'll reply to the letter when we get to Qinghe County and then set off. How far are we from Qinghe County now?" The young man said weakly as he slumped on the cart.
"There's about fifty miles left, it's coming soon." Mr. Zhou said softly.
The young man sighed quietly after hearing this, and closed his eyes to rest. Today's impact was still too much for him. If he hadn't been mentally prepared, he probably wouldn't have been frightened to death.
"Young Master, you are frightened, so I will not disturb you too much. However, I have sent someone to rush back to Qinghe County first. A doctor will take a look at you then." Mr. Zhou said softly.
The young man still didn't reply, just nodded slightly with his eyes closed, and the scenes he saw outside the dungeon kept replaying in his mind.
Finally, various broken limbs slowly converged into a smiling monk in white.
The young man opened his eyes and looked at the sky. To be honest, even if he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't completely connect the purgatory-like scene with the monk in white.
He didn't know if it would be possible to meet the monk in white again. If he could, he would definitely have a good chat with him.
He wanted to ask the white-robed monk why he could be so decisive and leave no room for error, what if there were innocent people among the bandits?
There were so many questions that he wanted to ask the monk in white, so many that he couldn't even remember what to ask.
What the young man didn't know was that he was only about ten miles away from the monk in white. He was on this road, and the monk in white was on that road.
But they will all meet in Qinghe County in the end.
And when the young people and their group arrived in Qinghe County, the legend of Ling Chen would begin. Ling Qing would slowly come into view of many people, whether he wanted to or not.
At this time, Chen Chen still knew nothing about this. He did not know that someone had given him the name of the demon monk in white in order to repay his life-saving grace.
"What does your uncle do?" Ling Chen asked out of boredom.
"I really don't know much about this young man. I just know that my uncle left home to work hard when he was young and is now in business, and the business is not small." Ning Xuan said.
"Then your uncle is extraordinary. He is quite successful." Chen Chen sighed.
"Yes, if it weren't for my uncle who often supported Xiaosheng's family, my mother might not have been able to survive the illness a few years ago." Ning Xuan sighed lightly.
"It stands to reason that you can take the imperial examination, shouldn't it be so difficult?" Ling Chen asked curiously.
"Having said that, my father died of illness when Xiaosheng was young. It was my mother who pushed Xiaosheng to grow up. Later, she worked too hard and her body became worse every year." Ning Xuan said sadly.
"Later, there was really no way to farm, so my mother sold the land to a rich man in the same village. Fortunately, the rich man was a good person and would give 10% of the food to Xiaosheng's family for free every year."
"In addition, Xiaosheng has no time to produce and studies all day long, which costs a lot of money, so Xiaosheng's family can barely maintain food and clothing." Ning Xuan raised his hand and wiped the red corners of his eyes.
Chen Chen nodded thoughtfully. The rich man Ning Xuan was talking about was obviously a man with a long-term vision. He was betting that Ning Xuan could obtain fame.
When Ning Xuan becomes famous, will he forget the rich man's help? Obviously not. Even if Ning Xuan would forget, I'm afraid his mother wouldn't either.
If Ning Xuan fails to pass the exam, there won't be much loss to the rich man. Even if the land he sells provides 10% of the grain per year, how much can he get?
I'm afraid it's not as much as the rich man spent on one trip. Maybe he saved 10% of his food by going to a restaurant one less time.
The price paid is extremely low, but once there is a reward, it is not a small benefit.
Of course, I don't rule out that the rich man is really kind-hearted, but I don't think the probability is high in the morning.
Rich people are not necessarily evil people, but they are certainly not stupid. Even if a fool gets rich, he will not stay rich for long. Rich people will never do anything that is not beneficial.
"How did you get in touch with your uncle later?" Ling Chen asked.
"My uncle came back by himself. I still remember that he brought a lot of gifts. A man who was nearly fifty years old held my mother's hand and cried with snot and tears." Ning Xuan said with some humor.
But although Ning Xuan was smiling, he couldn't hide his full sense of happiness. After all, before that, he thought he could only depend on his mother, but he didn't expect that he still had relatives alive.
"Originally, my uncle wanted to take my mother to Qinghe County, but my mother refused, not wanting to cause trouble to my uncle. However, after that, my uncle often exchanged letters with my mother, and often bought pens, inks, paper, and inkstones for Xiaosheng. There are valuable books.”
Chen Chen also laughed when he heard this. As the saying goes, father and mother are not as close as uncle. This is not groundless.
"I hope I can catch up with my uncle's family and go to the capital this time. Then we can go together." Ning Xuan said excitedly.
"Don't you know what your uncle's family does? How do you know that your uncle will go to the capital?" He was still idle in the early morning, talking about it again and again.
"I really don't know what the specific business is, but I know that my uncle's caravan often travels around and goes to the capital almost every year." Ning Xuan explained.
"I see." Ling Chen nodded. He had nothing to say, otherwise it would be boring to rush on like this.
As they chatted one after another all the way, a city slowly appeared on the horizon, getting closer and closer to them.
"Master Three Burials! We are coming!" Ning Xuan shouted excitedly.
I looked at the city in the distance in the early morning and couldn't help but smile. I hurried slowly and finally arrived in Qinghe County before the city gate closed at nightfall.
At this time, there was a burst of footsteps on the side road. Morning looked over there, pulled the reins and stopped in place.
"Master Three Burials?" Ning Xuan was startled by the sudden stop in the morning and asked subconsciously.
"There are officers and soldiers, let them go first." Ling Chen explained.
After hearing this, Ning Xuan immediately shut up. Although in his eyes, the bandits were just as heinous, they still killed people early in the morning, so Ning Xuan felt that it was best to stay away from the officers and soldiers.
But in the early morning, I simply thought that getting into trouble with the government would be troublesome, and didn't think much about it at all.
On the other side, Mr. Zhou and his party did not notice the early morning and headed towards Qinghe County non-stop.
It wasn't until they were far away that they drove the horses forward unhurriedly.
"Master Three Burials, how about I go to my uncle's house in the city to bring you some other clothes before entering the city?" Ning Xuan suggested.
"That's no need. I'm just worried about the trouble. Let's go." Chen Chen shook his head and refused.
Ning Xuan scratched his head in confusion, but didn't say anything more and followed Qing Chen's side towards Qinghe County.
