The county head was also filled with anticipation. He knew very clearly that the significance of this Hall of Dao was somewhat extraordinary. Because, it was personally set up by the daughter of the Divine Constabulary.
Within the fog, the sound of horse hooves grew nearer and nearer.
A figure riding on the back of a horse slowly appeared. A blue long robe lightly fluttered in the wind, and a faintly discernible smile hung on the edges of his mouth.
"Fang Zhengzhi?!" The county head's mouth instantly widened.
During the county Law of Dao examinations, the county head had invigilated the examinations. Hence, he naturally recognised Fang Zhengzhi with one look. But, he didn't dare to believe it.
"Zhengzhi has returned?"
"Why would he return to the village? Didn't he go to participate in the Divine Constabulary's great feast? "
One by one, the villagers stared in disbelief at the figure that appeared within the fog. Some people even looked towards the county head, somewhat confused.
The county head's face was filled with confusion. The Divine Constabulary's invitation was extremely important. Such an opportunity, any normal person would immediately rush to the Golden Scale City to familiarise themselves with the environment, understand some matters of the Divine Constabulary, and interact with each other …
But, Fang Zhengzhi actually chose to return to the village?!
After the county head's shock, he suddenly somewhat understood. Then, the gaze he used to look at Fang Zhengzhi also revealed a trace of admiration that came from the depths of his heart.
A flying dragon that had already leapt into the sky. When it rose into the sky, it didn't look at the vast sky. Instead, it turned back to look at the land that gave birth to it.
This kind of heart …
How precious!
Fang Houde's gaze similarly looked towards Fang Zhengzhi. But, very strangely, his gaze didn't contain much shock. Because, he understood his son's heart very well.
"Uncle Yangping, father! Eh? County head … "At this moment, Fang Zhengzhi had already arrived in front of the crowd on his horse.
This time, there were actually so many people waiting for him at the village entrance. This was somewhat unexpected. Thinking back to the previous county examination, he had entered the village in the dark.
"Can we make it in time?" Fang Houde didn't say much. He simply opened his mouth and asked very normally. Unfortunately, the trembling of his hands couldn't be concealed because he was overly excited.
"It's still early, I can stay in the village for a while!" Fang Zhengzhi nodded.
"Zhengzhi … you are amazing! Your Uncle Yangping really didn't misjudge you. Alright, let's go back and see your mother first. We still have to wait here for a while! "Zhang Yangping's tone was filled with the concern of an elder.
"Aren't you all waiting for me?"
"Wait for you? Hahaha … We really didn't wait for you! "
"The Southern Mountain Village Hall of Dao is moving to the Northern Mountain Village. The county head personally sent some materials over. Your Uncle Yangping and I will wait here for a while longer." Fang Houde explained.
"The Southern Mountain Village Hall of Dao moved to the Northern Mountain Village?" Fang Zhengzhi was slightly taken aback.
This was a joyous occasion. However, this was also something that made him slightly fearful. After all, the Southern Mountain Village's Hall of Dao was personally established by Chi Guyan. Without Chi Guyan's orders, who would dare to act rashly?
Chi Guyan …
That Runaway Lolita couldn't possibly have left the Heaven Dao Pavilion, right?
It was probably an order from the Heaven Dao Pavilion.
But why did she make such an arrangement? What was the purpose of this?
Currying favor with him? Fang Zhengzhi did not dare to think about this. Not to mention the fact that he was the Double Roll Champion of the Capital Examinations, even if he was the Double Roll Champion of the Imperial Examinations, Chi Guyan would not even look at him.
Furthermore … There had long been an order to demand the arrest of the thief.
Could it be …
Was this the legendary carrot after the stick was hit?
Or perhaps, she had set up a chess piece in the Northern Mountain Village, a chess piece that could crush him at any time!
…
Fang Zhengzhi did not think too much about this problem. Because, with his current abilities, if Chi Guyan really wanted to crush him to death, he would not be able to resist.
When he returned home, Qin Xuelian was sewing a pair of beast skin boots in the house.
Their eyes met.
Fang Zhengzhi was somewhat delighted.
Qin Xuelian, on the other hand, widened her eyes and rubbed them with all her might. Then. She muttered to herself, "Sigh … my longing has turned into an illness. I kept thinking that Zhengzhi would come back, but my Zhengzhi has something important to do, how would he have the mood to return to the village?"
"Mother. I'm back! "
"Mm … it's good that you're back, ah?! Zheng … Zhengzhi, you … "The beast skin boots in Qin Xuelian's hands fell to the ground, a crystalline tear falling from her eyes.
Then, she stood up abruptly and pulled Fang Zhengzhi into her embrace.
Warmth …
Actually. Sometimes it was very simple.
…
At night, the Northern Mountain Village was incomparably bustling. A banquet was held in the square. Other than the villagers of the Northern Mountain Village, there were also village chiefs from all around who came to congratulate them.
The county head asked the village chiefs about the situation in the village with a radiant face. Wang Anhua was similarly overjoyed when he saw Fang Zhengzhi.
"I haven't seen you for eight years, you've grown into an adult!"
"Mister Wang doesn't look old at all."
"Ha ha ha … I didn't expect that after a few years, your mouth is actually not as unforgiving as before?"
The cheerful atmosphere, the simplicity of the villagers, filled the entire square. Fang Zhengzhi didn't try to get any information from Wang Anhua, because, he knew that Wang Anhua would definitely not say anything.
…
The next morning, the county head hosted the ceremony for the Law of Dao. Then, after exchanging some insights from the examination with Fang Zhengzhi, he returned to the Huai An County under the escort of a group of county government guards.
Some of the village chiefs from all around left behind some gifts from their villages.
After the excitement, the Northern Mountain Village returned to its former simplicity.
Everything seemed very peaceful.
It was as calm as the surface of a frozen lake. No matter how strong the wind was, there were still no ripples.
Of course, there were also exceptions. For example, water birds that suddenly appeared on the surface of the lake in a rush to find food. Perhaps, they might not be able to peck through the thick ice, but they would definitely be able to leave behind a row of tiny claw marks on the ice.
Just like a scholar that appeared on the small mountain path at this moment. His face was elegant, his white robes fluttering. Even though he was covered in dust, the corners of his robes weren't tainted by a single speck of dust.
The scholar's eyes were very bright, like the brightest star in the night sky.
There weren't many roads from the Huai An County to the Northern Mountain Village. Other than the small path in the fields, there was only this main road. Hence, the county head who was currently rushing to the Huai An County naturally had the fortune to meet the scholar.
In reality. Even if it was the main road, it actually wasn't wide, barely able to allow a carriage to pass through. If there were two opposite carriages, they could only find an empty space between the trees. Hence, when the county head rushed to the Northern Mountain Village this time, he didn't ride a carriage.
Instead, he travelled light, riding on a horse and bringing along six guards.
The scholar saw the county head. And the county head naturally also saw the scholar.
Logically speaking, if he encountered a county official on the road, he should at least greet him …
But the scholar didn't have this kind of awareness.
The county head stopped, but the scholar didn't have any intention of stopping. This caused the six guards behind the county head to become nervous.
They were indeed nervous, and not furious.
The county head similarly didn't have any anger on his face, but the shock in his eyes was hard to conceal.
The scholar finally passed by the county head's group …
Nothing happened.
But, the county head and the guards behind him looked at the back of the scholar and simultaneously heaved a sigh of relief, wiping the sweat that dripped down from their forehead due to nervousness.
"County head, do you think that there's a possibility that he went to the Northern Mountain Village?" A guard asked very carefully.
"No matter where he went, it's not something that we can ask!" This isn't something we can ask! "The county head shook his head, the expression on his face still hadn't completely calmed down.
"Yes!" The guards immediately responded.
"Let's go!" The county head raised his horsewhip, and forcefully clamped it.
Dust rose along the way. He didn't know the scholar's abilities, nor did he know the scholar's name. But, he definitely didn't doubt that the scholar had the power to decide his life and death.
The reason was very simple.
The scholar's sleeves were embroidered with the word "Heaven Dao".
…
Fang Zhengzhi was a person who knew how to enjoy life, especially enjoying the fresh air in the mountain forest. In the morning, the sky revealed a sliver of white. When the red sun rose, the warm feeling was very comfortable, very soft.
If he could find a smooth large rock. Then, he would place a beast skin blanket on it, and pile some delicious drinks and snacks at the side. In front of him was a freshly slaughtered curly-haired rabbit roasting.
Then, he would read a book while waiting to enjoy the delicious food.
This was definitely a great thing in life.
The ancients said: A book has its own house of gold, a book has its own beauty.
Fang Zhengzhi flipped through the book. As he smelled the increasingly rich aroma of the roasted meat, he would often think, when would his beauty appear?
Fang Zhengzhi had a hobby for books.
At the very least, the book in his hands was definitely a good one.
Regardless of what others thought, Fang Zhengzhi felt that this book was not bad.
Furthermore, this book was very valuable. What was certain was that in terms of value, this book was much more valuable than the second-hand "Law of Dao" that Fang Zhengzhi's family bought in the county.
After all, this book was the only copy.
Although he had obtained it by a stroke of luck, this book was indeed the only copy with illustrations.
Fang Zhengzhi read very seriously, and enjoyed it very much. As he read, he even hummed a very classic tune, his eyebrows slightly raised.
"Beat the drum slowly, beat the gong slowly. Stop the gong and stop the drum to listen to the song. All sorts of idle talk can also be sung. Listen to me sing eighteen touches."
"Stretch out your hand to touch the hair on sister's face, dark clouds fly half the sky. Stretch out your hand to touch the front of sister's head, the heavens are full..."
"..."
It was said that when singing in the mountains, one would be more or less affected by the scenery and enter a state of intoxication. Sometimes, after falling into an inextricable state, one would unknowingly become more and more happy as he sang.
Fang Zhengzhi was currently in a state where he forgot about himself and his surroundings.
When he sang excitedly, his voice was not very easy to control.
Therefore, the song passed through the forest, the stream, and the distant mountains, reverberating in the mountains.
He did not know how far it floated.
But, one thing was certain...
If someone passed by him, they would definitely be able to clearly hear the lyrics he sang. (To be continued.)
PS:
Recommending a friend's new book "Underworld Reserves": Left eye to see past good and evil, right eye to distinguish between life, old age, sickness, and death.
....
He walked between the Yin and Yang Realms, mingling with high officials and nobles, expanding his network and making a name for himself.
Using metaphysics to save the world, using medicine to save people. Unknowingly, he had already gained the title of "Master".
But in reality, he did not belong to the human world. He was the disciple of the Ancestral Dao, the future King of Hell, and the Underworld Reserves!
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