On the official road leading to Bianliang, the capital, a carriage walked slowly. The carriage was quite large, and there were six or seven people in it. This group of people did not know each other, and in the last dozens of miles of the road to the capital, everyone chose to spend money to take a car.

Chen Letian yawned, lifted the curtains, and saw the golden rice fields on both sides of the road, and his mood became more and more better.

The yellow sand of the frontier is all over the wilderness, how can there be a flowery Bianliang City that is pleasing to the eye.

Although he has been tempered by the army for five years, he is already a fierce soldier on the battlefield, but no matter how fierce the soldier is, he is not as good as a chic and dignified cultivator in the eyes of the people. Perhaps it was the letters from those unknown places, or the chivalrous dream buried in his heart from a very young age, so that Chen Letian, who once thought that he would be in the army for the rest of his life, resolutely chose to leave the army with brothers and return to the capital, determined to be a cultivator.

Since he wants to be a cultivator, then he Chen Letian must be first-class, not to mention the first in the world, but the top ten in the world.

Drive...... Drive......

With the sound of the harp, a carriage came from behind them, and it came from the air. The white horse, the brown car, and the black curtain flew over their heads, and the driver of the car was a boy who looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old.

"Wow... Another cultivator, everyone, look!" The people in the carriage on the ground stretched out their heads one after another, this was the third carriage they had seen flying in the air all the way, and it was also the highest, the first two were only one foot in the air, and this one was at least nine feet in the air.

"You can fly so high, then this must be controlled by the cultivators of the Autumn Realm..."Chen Letian opened his mouth wide, very envious.

"At most, cultivators in the summer realm and autumn realm can fly a hundred zhang. Another young man in the car with a villain book seemed to understand.

"A hundred zhang? Isn't it that the people on our ground can't see clearly?" Chen Letian really thought that he was the one sitting in the carriage that was flying in the air at this moment.

"What's the use of violating the ban by force? What's so nice to see, a group of horsemen!" the old scholar was very dismissive and scoffed.

The sound of the piano came from the carriage, and the occasional conversation between men and women, and even the sweet laughter of women could be faintly heard.

Although the curtain of the carriage was closed, you don't need to look at it to know that the man sitting in the carriage must be a cultivator with a high realm, and the woman, listening to the laughter, should be a concubine, not a wife.

In a few moments, the carriage drifted away and was out of sight.

"Alas..."Chen Letian retracted his reluctant neck and sighed: "The servant is driving in the air, the beauty is soft in his arms, and the husband should be like this!"

The carriage was originally very quiet, but now it is lively again, everyone is talking about the cultivators, this one said that in a certain year, a certain month, and a certain place, the sky was dark when he saw the cultivators, and the one who said that a few months ago the cultivator who was flying in the sky spit out a breath of fairy air... It seems that if anyone who has never crossed paths with cultivators is embarrassed to say that they are the people of the Great Song Dynasty.

However, Chen Letian began to close his eyes and recuperate, and after half an hour, he opened his eyes, turned his head to the sloppy old scholar next to him and said, "Tell you another story?"

The old scholar was full of anticipation, and immediately nodded, not interested in cultivators, but quite interested in Chen Letian's story.

Chen Letian cleared his throat and said: "There is a country that has become the first in the world more than 300 years after the founding of the People's Republic of China, which is higher than the status of our Great Song Dynasty in the world today. There are not a few pages of history in this country, and there are very few people even purely of their own people. But this country is much stronger than other countries in almost every aspect of its military power, taxes, and so on. ”

The old scholar laughed and said disdainfully: "If you are a good believer, you can become the first in the world in three hundred years?"

Chen Letian said: "More than a hundred years ago, our Great Song Dynasty was the penultimate in the Nine Kingdoms, and now what about it? In addition, the purebred ones are good, but the mules are not bad, and it has been proved that the combination of different races produces children who are often more intelligent and capable, have you forgotten the children born from those Westerners in the city and our Great Song people?"

The old scholar suddenly had nothing to say, thought about it, and said strongly: "It's not necessarily true or false about what you said, it is estimated that the person who made up the story made it up, and it is okay to listen to it if you are idle, how can you take it seriously." Although the old scholar said that he didn't believe it, he was already muttering in his heart.

Chen Letian didn't speak, he didn't care whether an old scholar who had failed to achieve success for decades believed that story, lowered his head and gently patted the small wooden box on his lap, satisfied.

This wooden box contained his most important things, letters from an unknown place. Since the death of both parents, he has received a letter every three months. I don't know where the letter came from, I don't know who sent it, and what's even more strange is that no matter where Chen Letian is, even if he is patrolling the deserted mountains, he can still receive it. Maybe it was next to a big rock where he was resting during his patrol, maybe it happened that he was squatting in the thatched hut in the camp, and he accidentally looked up and caught a glimpse of the roof of the thatched hut; or even during the famous Battle of Leyouyuan, he was in the middle of a battle with the rebels of the King of Huainan, when he poked a shot into the enemy's chest, the enemy spat blood in his mouth, and actually forced his last breath to say, 'I have your letter in my arms', and then he fell.

He was no longer as curious as he had been then, wondering who had sent it to him and where it had been sent, for all his attempts to track down the sender had proved to be futile.

Speaking of the content of those letters, Chen Letian was very confused at first, and what the letters said seemed to be something from another world. The customs and concepts of the whole world are completely different from the current world.

In most countries, a man can only marry one woman, kings are not from the family, but are elected by the common people, and need to be replaced within ten years, and the transportation between people is so convenient that they can travel thousands of miles in a day, and they can see and talk to each other across thousands of miles...... There are so many differences.

But after a long time, Chen Letian was not confused, because he found that although there were many differences between that world and the world he was in, people's hearts were the same, there were good people and bad people, there were great evils and great good and sages.

The story he told the old scholar was the content of the latest letter he received, which he found in the grass when he got out of the car on the road to pee.

Chen Letian finally returned to his hometown after a long absence, Bianliang City. The autumn rain began to fall from the moment he walked into the city gate. Tightening the bags on his body, and making sure that the small wooden box was still on his back again, Chen Letian whispered softly: "I'm back." ”

After leaving his hometown for five years, Bianjing City has not changed much, and most of the merchants on the street are still the signboards of the year, and the shopkeeper has not changed, and the shopkeeper's wife has not changed. Chen Letian can recognize them, but they can't recognize Chen Letian anymore, after all, Chen Letian was only thirteen years old when he left Beijing, and he was still a half-grown child.

Chen Letian's home is an inn, and its name is Qiushi Inn. It is in the most prosperous area of Bianjing City. As soon as he arrived at the door of the Qiushi Inn, Chen Letian heard the sound of quarrels coming from the inn.

"This inn is worth a hundred taels at most, and now we are out of a thousand taels, which is already the end of benevolence and righteousness, why are you so ignorant!"

"I've said it many times, the inn doesn't sell, even if you pay 10,000 taels, I won't sell it!"

"Old man, our boss's patience has run out, today we are here to give you an ultimatum, one thousand taels, ten days later, we will come to collect the inn!"

"You are forcing you to buy and sell, and you are not in accordance with the rules. ”

"Yes, shopkeeper Liu, go and report to the official. ”

"What does this have to do with you? Whoever mixes blindly tomorrow our brothers will go to their house to sit down. ”

“.......”

Chen Letian brushed aside the onlookers, walked into the inn, stood in the middle of the lobby, and glanced at the people around him. There were about seven or eight men on the other side, and it seemed that they were local ruffians and hooligans, and several of them Chen Letian had often seen before joining the army.

"Ahh Lotte, Lotte, you're back!" The wrinkled shopkeeper Liu was very excited, and walked up to look at Chen Lotian carefully, happy and sad: "Lotte, you have grown up, grown up, this group of people ......"

"Teacher, you have worked hard, I am back, I will deal with this matter. Chen Letian smiled at Shopkeeper Liu, shook the old man's hand, and then said to the second child in the store: "Close." ”

Xiao Er didn't know Chen Letian, and looked at Shopkeeper Liu suspiciously, Shopkeeper Liu hurriedly said: "This is our young owner, and he is still disobedient to close the door." Xiao Er was startled, so he obediently went to close the door and let the unrelated guests leave the inn by the way.

It looks like there's a fight going on.

The situation is very clear, those ruffians want to forcibly buy the Qiushi Inn, I am afraid they have come to harass them many times, and today they are here to give an ultimatum. Chen Letian saw a slightly decently dressed head, so he stepped forward and said to the head: "At the feet of this Tianzi, there is still a matter of forced buying and selling?"

Although the head was dressed in white, his face was very dark, so he was nicknamed Hei Zhang San. Hei Zhang San said: "You are the little doll Chen Letian from before? You didn't die outside, you are lucky!"

Chen Letian smiled: "You didn't die in Hei Zhang San, how could I die." ”

Hei Zhang San's face was even darker, and he sneered: "Don't talk nonsense, our boss has taken a fancy to this piece of land, and wants to buy it and build a green house again, bidding a thousand taels, Liu Shopkeeper is not selling, I think he thinks he has less money, you come back just right, let's settle this matter today, and the brothers in the province are running here every day." ”

Chen Letian said: "What kind of ability do you have to bully the old man, if you have the ability to take the swallow homecoming, then I don't want to give it away to the Qiushi Inn." ”

Hei Zhang San looked at Chen Letian, and felt a little stunned for no reason, feeling that there was a bloody aura on the kid in front of him, and quickly waved his hand as if to drive away the fear in his heart, and said: "I'll tell you the truth, we come to your store every day to sit, and you can't do business, so it's better to sell it to us, it's good for everyone, a thousand taels of silver is a lot." ”