My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 712: Goodbye Jianghu (End of the Book)

"Student Ni, I heard that you are taking the postgraduate entrance examination?"

"Who told you that? Haha, Happy New Year!"

The weather was cold, and the flowers and plants in the college withered and disappeared into the soil. The bare branches of the surrounding trees told of the bleakness of winter.

Ni Yuhan, who was holding two books, pushed her glasses on the bridge of her nose, nodded and smiled at a man who was chasing her, said a few words casually and left in a hurry.

She originally thought that Fu Gutong's death, even if covered up, would still arouse some suspicion. As a result, only a group of people came, and none of them said a word to her. They suppressed the matter, and the college's top management did not mention Fu Gutong at all.

Without thinking, we can guess that the Immortal Martial Emperor might be a living being who walked from ancient times to modern society compared to the historical figures in the ancient tomb. It is unknown how much wealth he has accumulated, but his network of contacts is absolutely astonishingly terrifying.

The woman hurried back to the dormitory and changed out of her old-fashioned gray down jacket and cotton pants. She tied her ponytail back into a ponytail with four small dreadlocks, put on a red down jacket and a black slim turtleneck sweater on her upper body, but a short skirt on her lower body. She wrapped her legs in shiny socks and over-the-knee socks, put on black boots, and posed in front of the full-length mirror.

"not bad!"

Feeling satisfied, she picked up her handbag, walked out of the dormitory room crookedly on the high heels of her boots, holding on to the wall.

Today is New Year's Eve. In previous years, she had no relatives around, so she spent the day in the dormitory watching Spring Festival programs, but things are different now.

There is a large group of people in her hometown waiting for her to go back and celebrate the New Year.

After leaving school, the atmosphere of the New Year is already very strong on the streets. Big red lanterns are hung on the tall street lamps, upside-down "Fu" (good fortune) is pasted on the windows of every household, and children play with firecrackers in groups. Occasionally, a child would try to stuff a powerful firecracker into the manhole cover, but would be yelled at by an adult when he found out. The children who scattered in panic would inevitably be beaten if they were caught.

On both sides of the bustling streets, pop music full of the atmosphere of the Spring Festival was playing in a continuous loop, and walking on the street made Ni Yuhan feel as if a spring breeze was blowing on her face.

After buying some gifts to take back home, Ni Yuhan drove her shabby old car out of the city and headed for Huajiang. From time to time on the way, flyers flew over and stuck to her windshield.

Above are the ferocious and terrifying expressions of Dian Wei and Xu Chu.

It can be seen that the martial arts business of the two is getting more and more prosperous. She has also heard these things from her classmates or teachers in the academy. Of course, it is more intuitive to look through the chat group records.

However, Ni Yuhan didn’t dare to look at the chat group for too long. After all, some of the content in it was really embarrassing or frightening.

I heard that Su Chen was summoned several times and wrote a lot of guarantees.

Thinking of the scene of the dignified Emperor Changsheng Wu writing a letter of guarantee in the police station, Ni Yuhan giggled in the car while holding the steering wheel, and her glasses almost slipped off her nose.

After passing through the county town's highway and before reaching the suburbs, she noticed someone waving at her out of the corner of her eye. She immediately stepped on the brakes and glanced at the roadside.

"That's...General Jia Xu?"

A middle-aged man in a brown cotton-padded jacket with a fur collar on the side of the road took off his fur hat and smiled at her. His former beard had long been trimmed neatly. At first glance, he looked like a movie director.

"Miss Ni, I want a ride."

"Captain, why are you here? Don't you run a company in the city?"

"The company... is gone... I thought I could give it a try, but haha, the stock market tanked and all the money I made from selling the company went into the bank."

Jia Xu got into the car, buried his head in flipping through his mobile phone. The financial news he was browsing was reflected on the lens. A nonchalant smile hung on the corner of his mouth, as if those millions were just a pile of paper.

"I have speculated and guessed in many ways, but I just can't figure it out. They were clearly on the verge of victory, but why did everything go wrong? It's strange... too strange."

The woman driving the car pursed her lips, trying not to laugh.

Although these civil and military officials are smarter than most modern people, they have been here for a short time and have no idea how turbulent the stock market can be.

Many foreign funds that came in have failed, let alone a mere few million.

"General, don't play that game in the future... Even if you plan everything... there may still be mistakes... There must be someone behind the scenes manipulating it..."

Ni Yuhan said tactfully, and quickly changed the subject: "By the way, where are Prime Minister Zhuge and the others? Have they all returned to the old house?"

"Zhuge Liang will return to your old mansion in October."

After Jia Xu finished speaking, he seemed to have no interest in continuing the conversation and focused on browsing the economic news on his phone.

The old car that was squeaking everywhere drove into the rural road of my hometown, and big red lanterns were also hanging on the street lamps on the roadside.

On the waterway in the village, you can see adults and children carrying newly bought firecrackers home.

When passing by a farm house, you can see many relatives and friends gathered in the courtyard playing cards and eating melon seeds, talking about the most words of the year.

The old Ni family residence in the north of the village was full of cars parked in front of the door. Before Ni Yuhan had parked the car, Jia Xu had already opened the back door and stepped out nonchalantly. Not affected by the inertia of the car at all, he walked steadily towards the figure sweeping the courtyard and raised his hands.

"General Qi, why are you sweeping the floor here alone?"

The middle-aged man holding a broom as if he was sweeping away thousands of troops stood up and smiled when he saw that it was Jia Xu.

"Haha, I just came back and was looking for something to do."

Qi Jiguang had a gentle face and a well-groomed beard. He put down the broom, saw Ni Yuhan getting out of the car, and quickly invited the two of them in.

"You guys go in first, I'll sweep the floor outside, so that we won't let Grand Commander Zhou accuse us of doing nothing."

Ni Yuhan pursed her lips and dared not laugh. She knew that the so-called Grand Commander Zhou was Zhou Yu, one of the famous naval commanders in the history of the Xia Kingdom. Together with Qi Jiguang in front of her, they could be said to be the two pillars of the empire's seas.

However, from what I heard from their occasional conversations, it was Zheng Dugong, the governor of the Judicial Investigation Bureau, who taught Zhou Yu how to fight at sea.

Sometimes when she thought about it carefully, these historical figures of the Xia Kingdom seemed incredible to her. They appeared like mushrooms after a rain.

This is also a big mystery in the archaeological and historical circles.

Stepping onto the stone steps, next to the old courtyard gate under the eaves, the tall Xu Huang was wearing a black suit, with a little white handkerchief sticking out of his left chest pocket.

He posted the Spring Festival couplets on both sides and handed the horizontal couplet in the middle to Le Jin, who was also wearing a suit and tie. When Ni Yuhan and Jia Xu came over, they heard Le Jin's voice so loud that it hurt their eardrums.

"Xu Gongming, you are teasing me on purpose, aren't you?"

Among all the people, Le Jin is the most daring and courageous, but he is also the shortest.

Jia Xu came from behind, took Le Jin's hand horizontally, and said, "Let me do it." Just as he was about to move a chair and step on it, three sturdy figures appeared outside the courtyard gate and strode towards this side with gifts in their hands.

"Haha, General Jia, General Le, and General Xu!"

Ni Yuhan, Le Jin, Jia Xu, and Xu Huang who was standing on a stool tilted their heads when they heard the voice. The first one had ears hanging down to his shoulders, a fair face, and only a short beard. Behind him on both sides were two men wearing green long clothes, with a dark face, phoenix eyes, and long beards about half an inch long.

The man holding the gifts had a face as black as charcoal, and his arms were almost as thick as an ordinary person's calves. He chatted with Qi Jiguang, who was sweeping the floor, while holding two large, tightly wrapped boxes, and then strode up the stairs with the two brothers in front of him.

"And Miss Ni, how are you?" Liu Bei spoke in a humble tone. He was dressed in a well-ironed suit, shiny leather shoes, and rimless glasses, looking like a successful man.

"Uncle Liu, I heard in the group recently that you have opened two new businesses." Xu Huang joked while standing on a stool.

"No, no, we can't afford to open another branch factory. This is all thanks to Zhou Cang, Guan Ping, Zhang Bao and their help."

Liu Bei's Shu Han circle was not much different from Cao Wei's circle, but this time Shu Han developed much faster than Cao Wei. After all, Cao Cao and Cao Pi did not take the lead, but concentrated on studying.

Cao Pi even joined the Writers Association, and his poems won a literary poetry award.

Guan Yu followed behind Liu Bei and took out a cigarette case from his arms. "Gongming, didn't you ask me to bring you cigars from abroad last time? I bought them specially for you when I came back at the end of the year. They are quite strong."

Before Xu Huang could get off the stool to get it, Zhang Fei, who was carrying a few jars of wine, called out, "It's wrapped around the girl's thigh."

Le Jin on the other side laughed. Zhang Fei tilted his head and glanced at him: "Little guy."

Le Jin was so angry that he jumped up and kicked Zhang Fei in the air. Zhang Fei dodged quickly and jumped into the yard. He shook the wine jar in his hand and shook his head: "Hey, I didn't hit you!"

There was a bang.

Several jars of wine that were originally shaking collided with each other and broke into pieces on the ground. Zhang Fei, who was originally gloating, was stunned for a few seconds, then he was so angry that he stomped his feet on the spot and screamed.

Ni Yuhan carefully asked the kind-looking Liu Bei, only to find out that the wine was made from red dates by Zhang Fei himself, and he brought it specially for everyone to taste. If it tastes good, it can be put on the market next year.

Of course, these are all business plans made by Zhuge Liang. Now the three brothers are engaged in breeding in the northwest. The meat of camels and yaks is sold, the skin is used to make shoes, the bones are used to make bone-strengthening wine, and the sand dates grown in the desert are used with scorpions to make wine.

Following Zhuge Liang's plan of dividing the world into three parts, the business scale has been very successful.

Just as Zhang Fei was yelling loudly, Le Jin was teasing, and Jia Xu and Liu Bei were talking, a black car drove up outside.

The car stopped in the middle of the road outside the door, the back door opened, and a figure in a suit slowly got out of the car. The people around, including Liu Bei, looked serious when they saw him.

The person who came was Yue Fei, the only one among all people who passed the exam and became an official in a short time.

Also getting off the car with him was Qin Hui, who followed Yue Fei sinisterly, like a follower.

The two were originally incompatible. How could Qin Hui, with such a treacherous character, follow Yue Fei? It was in the chat group that he said it himself, that he had harmed Yue Fei's family in his previous life, so in this life he would work like a slave for Yue Fei.

Yue Wumu was able to enter the officialdom and rise quickly, not only because Yue Fei was so capable, but also because of Qin Hui's treacherous and harmful nature, who repeatedly betrayed officials involved in corruption and gangs.

With the arrival of the two, Dian Wei, who was full of muscles and wearing a leather jacket, and Xu Chu, who had gained weight and wearing sunglasses, each rode a large customized motorcycle and came around the muddy road on the other side of the field at lightning speed.

The two of them spun around at the same time, stopped at the same time, kicked off the stand at the same time, got out of the car at the same time, took off their sunglasses at the same time, touched their short hair, and walked towards the people at the gate with a dashing step.

"Lao Dian? Lao Xu?"

Zhang Fei pushed Jia Xu aside and squeezed to the front to look at the two of them: "You..."

"Very cool?" Xu Chu bit his sunglasses and nodded in a muffled voice. Zhang Fei then finished the rest of his words: "...Involved in gangs?"

Dian Wei and Xu Chu tilted their bodies and nearly fell down after hearing this. "Involved in gangs? Come on, Generals Dian Wei and Xu Chu, come with me." Yue Fei's expression was serious, which shocked Dian and Xu. They then reacted when they saw Qin Hui laughing beside them.

The two men hurriedly waved their hands and shook their heads: "How can we, who have come through thousands of troops, become like that and lose our status for nothing?"

"Don't block the door outside. Go inside, go inside and clean the rooms you have stayed in."

Qi Jiguang came back from outside carrying a broom, and drove the few people inside as if he was holding the wolf-whip he used to fight against the Japanese pirates.

……

The renovated courtyard was decorated with lights and lanterns everywhere. Zheng He led Lu Lingqi, Yan Shi, Ma Yunlu, and Yuchi Gong's two women to help with pasting flowers and hanging lanterns.

They came this morning. With Zheng He's help, they cleaned the house in the morning and decorated the courtyard after noon.

However, there are also lazy people who hide beside Su Chen, claiming that they have important matters to discuss.

"Wen Hou, I'm afraid it's not good to stay out for so long."

"It's only been a while, King Xiang, you can't even stick your face to me, let Long Ju come over and play cards instead."

In the study room to the west, Lu Bu, Xiang Yu, Zhao Yun, and Ma Chao were sitting around a desk. Their faces were covered with notes, especially Xiang Yu and Ma Chao, whose faces were so dark that you could hardly see their eyes.

Long Ju, Zhang Liao and Gao Shun were watching the battle behind the other four, pointing and making comments.

On the desk behind him, there was a little golden man trophy for playing football. It was then moved aside by Ying Zheng who was playing on the computer, almost blocking him from moving the mouse.

“It’s time to eat!”

Su Chen came in with Zhu Gongdao and said something to the people playing cards over there. Qin Shihuang, who was sitting behind the computer, turned his head and asked, "Who cooked the meal? Do you have scrambled eggs with tomatoes?"

"Empress Ma and Yu Ji are doing it." Su Chen came in with a smile, "Your Majesty, you haven't had enough fun yet."

Ying Zheng slapped the mouse and said, "I'm not good at playing shooting games. My eyes hurt. It's better to play Super Mario, which is easier to understand."

Su Chen sat on a soft chair at one side and scanned the room. "By the way, Wenyuan, how many of us haven't returned yet?"

Zhang Liao took out a list from his arms, looked at the ticks on each name, and counted the number.

"Wu Zetian didn't come. I heard she was going to sing on a TV show tonight, so she came after the curtain call. Yang Yuhuan didn't come either. She was not only a judge in the dance competition, but also had to attend a large-scale Spring Festival party. She probably won't be able to come. Qin Shubao and Yuchi Gong are still on their way. They are now security elites, and rich people are vying to hire them. Their contracts just expired this year. They said in the group that they could make it, but it's probably a bit difficult."

Li Shimin came in from outside, pinching Li Xuanba's ear. The latter bent his waist and kept shouting, "It hurts, it hurts, second brother, let go."

"Why did you mess with Cheng Yaojin? You even scratched his car!"

"Who told him to have a big mouth? If you make me angry, I'll tear his mouth apart...hiss! It hurts, second brother, I was wrong!"

Over there, Li Shimin was asking questions one after another, while here Zhang Liao was still flipping through the list: "Brother Zhang Jiao hasn't come back yet. The last time he spoke in the group was three months ago. At that time, he was in the west. I heard from Zhang Liang that he seemed to be preaching and fighting with his peers."

"Caught again?" Xiang Yu uncovered the densely packed papers on his face. "Xiang thinks that we should go and have a look after the New Year to avoid the same thing as last time."

Zhao Yun put down a card: "Zhang Bao sent me his location a few days ago. The three of them are fine."

"Zilong, why are you so close to those three?" Ma Chao closed his cards, "You are not allowed to believe in religion."

"Haha, there was an event last time, and I was required to go to the West to help out... and by the way, ask where their brothers are, and go over to see if they are doing well."

Zhao Yun is now an adult and a film and television martial arts star. Together with him is the handsome and strong Yuwen Chengdu.

"Have Prime Minister Cao and Cao Pi arrived?"

As soon as Su Chen finished speaking, Cao Cao's voice rang out from outside, "Changsheng, you miss me!"

Well, speak of Cao Cao and he will appear!

Cao Cao, dressed in a long gown and jacket, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, strode over with Cao Pi. He casually threw the book in his hand on a nearby table and bowed to the people around him.

"I haven't seen you for a year. I really miss you."

Cao Pi quickly followed: "And Pi!"

Ma Chao muttered: "I feel like you don't have anything good to say..."

Nowadays, basically no one talks about state affairs anymore and just wants to be an ordinary person for the rest of their lives. I thought it was a bit awkward before, but now it seems that everyone is living a more carefree life than the other.

Su Chen sometimes thought that if there were no natural disasters or man-made tragedies in their era, perhaps this would be the way they lived.

But it's not all good.

...People like Guan Yu and Dian Wei would probably have always been wanted criminals, or even A-level red-name criminals, if it weren't for the chaotic times.

The last ray of sunlight falls on the horizon at dusk.

The shabby courtyard was brightly lit and noisy.

Zhao Gou, Li Cunxu and Li Longji, who had gotten into the Art Academy and the Film and Television Academy, came on a bus with a group of beautiful women.

As soon as they entered the door, they were looked at coldly by a group of female generals. They were so scared that they shrank their necks and dared not say a word. Later, Zhao Kuangyin came up and asked the group of women to dance to liven up the atmosphere, which calmed the three people's turmoil.

"It's New Year's Eve, and the Yang family girl didn't even say she was coming back."

Wu Zetian was already a graceful and beautiful woman, and with the makeup and clothes that embellished her middle-aged maturity and intelligence, coupled with her voluptuous figure, she was so eye-catching that Li Shimin and his son Li Zhi sat on her left and right, leaving Zhao Kuangyi no chance to strike up a conversation with her.

"Isn't that Yang Guifei?" Li Jing put down his chopsticks and pointed at a Spring Festival program that had just ended on the big projection screen. The new dance at the end was exactly that of Yang Yuhuan.

The drum sound played was the Qin Wang Breaking Formation Song that Su Chen had played in his army back then.

Although there was no help from any secret techniques, the exciting rhythm and drum beats still made people's blood boil, and Yang Yuhuan, sitting at the center of the stage, extremely enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention.

Su Chen glanced at Li Longji, who looked frustrated, and wrote a message in the group chat: "This is the path she wanted in her heart."

"dinner time!"

Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di shouted at the top of their lungs under the eaves, and a group of female students from the Art Academy who were acting as dancers immediately turned into maids and went to the kitchen to help serve the dishes.

"Changsheng, I can't come. There are several patients in the hospital who need emergency treatment!" Emperor Xian of Han, Liu Xie, probably remembered that today was New Year's Eve, so he called Su Chen via video, and was then projected onto the big screen.

"Everyone is eating and drinking well. We won't celebrate the New Year together this year. We will come back and reunite on the third day of the New Year."

Liu Xie was seen wearing a white coat, smiling and waving to everyone in front of the camera. He then put on a mask, pointed to the emergency room behind him, and then turned off the video.

As soon as the projection screen was switched, Guo Jia and Li Bai pushed and shoved their way to the middle and performed the newly learned crosstalk with everyone, even reciting a poem in the middle.

At the time of the banquet, Yuwen Chengdu was holding fireworks and spreading them out on the road one by one. Huo Qubing was riding a motorcycle, holding a torch, and while speeding, he lowered the torch sideways to light the fuses one by one.

In an instant, bunches of fireworks flew up to the sky with peaceful sounds. In the grand firelight, the four words "Happy New Year" condensed in the sky.

It also caught everyone's eyes.

Brothers Xiahou Dun and Xiahou Yuan suddenly put down their chopsticks, turned their heads to look at Su Chen, their voices were drowned out by the noise, so they simply sent messages in the chat group.

"Is there one person missing?"

Zhang Liao immediately took out the booklet, counted it carefully again, and quickly replied on his phone: "Yes, two are missing."

"Who?"

"Zhu Wen, and An Lushan!"

Hearing the words typed by Zhang Liao, Su Chen frowned, and then the screen of his mobile phone switched to a video communication display, and he saw Zhu Wen's name on it.

"Hey, Changsheng!"

"Hey!"

"Cao Cao's tomb-robbing experience is a scam... He lied to me..."

After a few intermittent voices, the image of Zhu Wen was finally connected, but it was also distorted and covered with snow. Zhu Wen was seen inside, and next to him was An Lushan's big fat face. Both of them had sad faces and seemed to be squeezed in a narrow passage.

"Where are you?"

"In the tomb passage, help!"

Everyone looked at each other, then fell silent and burst into laughter, ignoring the two huge faces in the video that were almost overflowing from the screen.

Zhuge Liang waved the crane fan with a smile.

"I'll come and rescue you two after the Spring Festival."

On the projection screen, An Lushan and Zhu Wen squeezed in the damp and cold cave and watched the live broadcast in the courtyard: Hou Junji, Geshu Han, and Subutai lit a bonfire and sang and danced, while Wu Zetian, wearing a floor-length red dress, sang a soprano song.

Sword Saint Pei Min displayed his iron-like and silver-like calligraphy, which flashed with lightning, and the words were written in the air with lightning flashes.

No longer worried about family and state affairs,
All my life I only wish to be like Mr. Tanaka.

(End of the book)

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