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Chapter 513 Meeting an old friend in a foreign land

"Master, I'm back."

Laozi looked Chenxiang up and down. Chenxiang's demeanor had become much more composed, like an adult.

"It's good that you're back." Laozi waved his hand, instructing Chenxiang to send the substitute cowherd back.

After seeing his cousin-in-law, Niulang, off from the Tushita Palace, Chenxiang chatted with Niulang.

"Uncle, how did you and Aunt Weaver Girl become a couple?" Chenxiang asked.

"One day I was herding cattle by the Milky Way when a heavenly general suddenly appeared. He asked me, 'Brother Ox, do you want a wife?'"

I replied, "I'll take it if you send it to me."

"Then, a day later, the Jade Emperor issued an imperial decree, betrothing your aunt to me."

"I later found out that your aunt had taken a liking to me a long time ago. She and your other aunts saw me herding cattle on the other side of the river when they went for a spring outing by the Tianhe River, and she gradually fell in love with me."

"Then why have you separated again?" Chenxiang asked.

"After we got married, my husband and I lived a very sweet life together. However, your aunt made a few mistakes while weaving, and the Queen Mother of the West complained to the Jade Emperor about it," Niulang said helplessly.

"That's a bit petty..." Chenxiang said softly.

"Don't let anyone hear this," the Cowherd warned Chenxiang in a low voice.

The seemingly honest and simple-minded cowherd's expression turned serious. There wasn't a single god in the heavenly court who wasn't petty; they were all so busy working year-round that their minds had become twisted.

The Cowherd was originally from the star Altair. He used to have 108 colleagues, but they are all gone now, having been banished to the mortal world.

As for the reason, these 108 constellations collectively protested, demanding a vacation. This unreasonable demand enraged the Jade Emperor, who banished them all to the mortal realm to enjoy themselves to the fullest.

Altair was initially tempted by some of the constellations, but then he remembered that he was a married man with a wife named Weaver Girl, and he put an end to the idea.

You can't just take a vacation like that.

The 108 constellations are also part of the mechanical operation of the Heavenly Dao, and they will always have a day to rest.

The thoughts in the cowherd's head were completely read by the magnetic field of the incense, even more domineering than the Buddhist telepathy.

Chenxiang didn't want to read her cousin-in-law's mind, but she couldn't help it because Niulang's thoughts were not deep enough to be hidden.

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Half a year passed in the blink of an eye. After Zhao Ji ascended to the throne, even some chickens and dogs were promoted to heaven.

A new Grand Commandant, Gao, arrived at the Imperial Guard. On his very first day in office, he set fire to his subordinate, Instructor Wang Jin.

At Wang Jin's home, Wang Jin, the instructor of the 800,000 Imperial Guards, was telling his mother about his day's events with a grim expression.

"My son, the best of the thirty-six stratagems is to flee. We won't suffer his harassment in this Bianjing city."

"What Mother says is true, but I am wondering, where can we go to seek refuge?"

"Son, think it through before you set off, but you must leave quickly. If you're too late, you won't be able to leave."

“Gao Qiu was determined to get rid of me. Since I abandoned my family and fled, he would definitely issue warrants to all the prefectures and counties to arrest me, and he would fabricate charges against me at will.”

"I'm afraid we can't stay in the Great Song Dynasty any longer."

"Mother, do you still remember a friend of mine named Lubian?" Wang Jin suddenly remembered someone.

"The name is memorable, and I will certainly remember it."

"Brother Lu left Bianjing and went to live in the Dali Kingdom in the southwest. Thanks to Brother Lu, I have kept track of the affairs of that small southwestern kingdom from time to time."

“Mother, Dali is a remote and isolated place; let’s go there,” Wang Jin said.

"Okay, okay, okay." Wang Jin's mother was also happy.

"Son, it's just that you haven't spoken to your friend for many years..."

"Mother, don't worry."

"I don't necessarily need to rely on anyone when I go to Dali. I just need a place to settle down and make a living." After making up his mind about going to Dali, Wang Jin began to take action.

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The journey from Bianjing (Kaifeng) to the capital of Dali was a thousand miles. Wang Jin and his mother traveled day and night, and it took them several months to finally enter the territory of Dali.

After entering the southwest, the local customs and culture were completely different from those in the Central Plains, and there were no more bad things that had happened in the Song Dynasty.

Wang Jin led his elderly mother south, encountering countless bandits and a swarm of poor people along the way.

The Song Dynasty did not suppress land annexation; the rich owned vast tracts of land, while the poor had nowhere to stand.

Wang Jin, who never left the prosperous city of Bianjing, still believed he was living in a golden age.

Coach Wang couldn't help but feel glad he had made that decision.

Leaving the Song Dynasty was the right thing to do.

He suddenly remembered a rumor about the current emperor of the Song Dynasty. It was said that Emperor Shenzong had visited the Secretariat to view a portrait of Li Yu, the last ruler of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and was so impressed by him that he subsequently fathered Prince Duan, Zhao Ji. At the time of his birth, he dreamt of a refined and elegant man who was a hundred times more handsome than Li Yu.

This is Heaven's way of foreshadowing the end of the Song Dynasty, just like that of Li Yu, the last ruler of the Southern Tang Dynasty!

Half a month later, Wang Jin took his elderly mother deep into Dali, arriving at Dali City at the foot of Cangshan Mountain and beside Erhai Lake.

“My son, let’s stop here. Don’t go anywhere else. The scenery here is exceptionally beautiful. I want to retire here.” Wang Jin’s elderly mother held his hand, her eyes gazing at the hazy Erhai Lake.

“Mother, I’m also worried that you won’t be able to walk anymore. I think it’s enough, let’s settle down here.”

On his escape, Wang Jin exchanged all his thousand copper coins for silver ingots, which he then tied around his waist. He bought a courtyard house in a village near Dali City. Instructor Wang discovered that he had become a wealthy man in this small southwestern kingdom. With that much money, he wouldn't survive three months in Bianjing City, but in Dali, he could lie around doing nothing for three years.

Wang Jin wasn't in a hurry to find a job. Instead, he thought he should adapt to Dali for a while and get to know the local people and customs before making any decisions.

On market day, Wang Jin took his elderly mother to the market. Among the dazzling array of wild vegetables and herbs on the market stalls, neither he nor his mother recognized a single one. It was as if the city bumpkins had come to the village and were completely bewildered.

Wang Jin speaks with a distinct northern accent; you can tell he's from out of town as soon as he opens his mouth, and you can tell he's from out of town just by looking at his height and build even when he doesn't speak.

In the bustling city, Wang Jin, a man from out of town, spotted someone on the roadside who was even more imposing than himself.

He was also coming to the market with his donkey by the roadside when he spotted Wang Jin, the instructor of the 800,000 Imperial Guards, who suddenly stood a head taller than everyone else in the crowd. Their eyes met.

"Brother Lu!!" Wang Jin greeted him excitedly from a distance.

Meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

"You are... Brother Wang!?"

The magnetic field's complete memory ensures that there will never be a situation where someone on the street doesn't recognize an old friend.

A donkey was being led towards Wang Jin from the roadside. Wang Jin looked at the nine-foot-high roadside and felt a sense of awe.

What a truly upright and honorable man!

"Brother Wang Jin, you came to Dali... because of Gao Qiu?" someone asked by the roadside.

"I never imagined that Brother Lu would know about my ordeal here in the southwestern border region," Wang Jin said in a low voice.

"You're not that famous yet, don't think too highly of yourself." Someone on the roadside bluntly expressed their opinion.

"Brother Lu is still so direct, haha!!" Wang Jin laughed loudly.

"Come on, come on, I must treat you to a few drinks today, we won't leave until we're drunk."

"Have you been drinking with other people in Dali?" someone asked in surprise by the roadside.

"What's wrong?" Wang Jin asked, puzzled.

"Your alcohol tolerance is so high that even young girls in Dali can't beat you," someone said by the roadside.

"I'd like to see that," Wang Jin said.

"Why bother going to a tavern? Come on, let's go to my house for a drink! I have a whole cellar of good wine!" He put his arm around Wang Jin's shoulder by the roadside.

(End of this chapter)