After many days, Xiao Wang finally figured out that he had really traveled to four hundred years ago. The specific year is not clear, even if it is known through Fu Dingchen, it is now the forty-sixth year of Wanli, and it is not sure what time it is and how many years it is A.D.

In the past few days, thanks to Fu Dingchen's care, Xiao Wang's body has basically recovered well. This Fu Dingchen is not very old, but he knows a lot. At this time, although there is no habit of detailed subject classification, such an interdisciplinary is really a natural talent.

It seems that as long as it is a field that can be thought of in this era, there is nothing he is not interested in, and it is easy to be interested, but this Fu Xiaoye has actually done everything well.

Of course, if Xiao Wang can read more, he will know that this Fu Dingchen also has a name, called Fu Shan, the word Qingzhu, there will be no such accidents. At that time, someone once commented on Fu Shan, "The text is not as good as poetry, poetry is not as good as words, words are not as good as paintings, paintings are not as good as medicine, and doctors are not as good as people", in fact, Lao Wang once commented, saying that Fu Qingzhu can be called the first person in five hundred years.

In the forty-sixth year of Wanli, the largest gang in the world will build its prototype one after another in the next few decades. Of course, there was no decent name at that time, and it was not as thunderous as it was later, Hongmen.

And this Fu Shan is one of the five sages respected by Hongmen, and the other four are: Zhu Shunshui, Huang Zongxi, Gu Yanwu, and Wang Fuzhi. The reputations of the other four people are all figures who founded the sect, and you can imagine what kind of characters this Fu Qing Lord is.

Fu Shan is well-known in the academic circles, in addition to the history of the pre-Qin Dynasty, exegesis, poetry, history, gold and stone, medicine, calligraphy and painting and many other fields, the word "mountain" in his name well describes the breadth and depth of his knowledge. What's even more amazing is that he is not only strong in martial arts, but also once created a boxing method and has a boxing spectrum handed down.

The three characters of Fu Qing are not only well-known in the land of China, but also frequently appear in literary works deduced by later generations, becoming an unattainable deified Fu Shan. Of course, not only did Fu Dingchen himself not know about these later things, but Xiao Wang, who could theoretically know these things when he crossed over, didn't know it at this time.

All he knew was that every day a little girl named Xinyu came to find his little brother Shan, and then chattered endlessly. Xinyu, who has a crisp and beautiful voice, is the little granddaughter of the family who rescued Xiao Wang from the ice "box".

After about half a month of such days, when Xiao Wang's body recovered to seventy-seven eighty-eight, Fu Dingchen's grandfather wanted to return to Fengtian. Because it is past the beginning of autumn at this time, the weather is starting to get cooler, and there is no need to escape the heat here in Hulin.

Fu Dingchen asked Xiao Wang if he was going with them. Xiao Wang also has nowhere to go, now he has a good friend to get along with, and the friend's family conditions are quite noble, he was invited, of course, he had no choice but to agree.

Xiao Wang sat in the seventh carriage with Fu Dingchen and the little girl Xinyu, talking and looking at the scenery outside the car. This line of convoy is really vast, just the family's carriage, there are more than 30 cars, plus people, guards, just this person's team stretches out for three or four miles.

In addition, there are vehicles that transport souvenirs, and this area is sparsely populated and rich in sustenance. I heard that it was just a good thing given by the Jianzhou Jurchen Ministry, so I used fifty big carriages. I heard that this is still Grandpa Fu's incorruptibility, and if he loots it a little, it will be a hundred times and a thousand times more of these wealth.

Ussuri River specialties salmon, Xing'anling mushrooms, black fungus, pine nuts, wild vegetables and tiger bones, eleuthero ginseng and precious fur animal skins, etc.; there are also special Northeast three treasures - ginseng, deer antler, mink, mainly Fusong ginseng, Huinan deer antler velvet is the most famous. There are also some traditional handicrafts sent by the people, including Dalian shell carving, Xiuyan jade carving, Jinzhou agate carving, Fushun coal carving and amber handicrafts, Dalian craft embroidery, glassware, Dandong silk and so on.

Although Grandpa Fu himself is a high-ranking official, he did not bring many guards with him on this trip. How big of an accident can this poor country have? Besides, Fang Chunyao, the martial artist of Xinyu and their family, has good strength, calm and reliable. Therefore, this old man has been studying some gold and stone inscription in a certain car in the back, and he has not come over for the first time for a few days.

The team's actions, stationing, fighting, and camping are all in charge of this Fang Chun Yao. This Fang Chunyao was also more careful, and nothing happened along the way. And this Fang Chunyao is indeed a character, and he arranges all this in an orderly manner. Even the few big men in charge of security work were arranged by him to be quite in line with the way of advance and retreat.

In fact, Xiao Wang felt that no matter what happened, everything had nothing to do with him, and he was just taking a ride. He began to sit on the soft mattress in the car, resting and closing his eyes, thinking about what he should do in the future.

Fu Dingchen and Xinyu talked and laughed, while Xiao Wang meditated violently. There are people who talk and laugh, and they are nothing more than the pleasures inside and outside the books, and Xiao Wang listened listlessly for some reason.

"I've been chatting for more than four hours today, and I don't feel tired, women are really strong at talking. Xiao Wang was sighing, when suddenly the carriage stopped and stopped.

Xiao Wang only heard a loud shout in front of him, followed by many noisy footsteps. Listening carefully, it turned out that someone was going to rob it.

"If you want to get past here, I'm afraid you'll need to leave something behind. Choose for yourselves, whether you want to keep your money or your lives. As he spoke, the leader sneered and kept looking at the convoy.

Xiao Wang was thinking that maybe he should help, when he heard a cold snort in the convoy, although there was only a gentle cold snort, but there was an inexplicable arrogance and majesty.

"You robbed me and robbed me, and you are also to blame for your bad luck. It turned out to be the voice of Fang Chunyao in the convoy, and slowly stepped down from the first luxurious carriage.

When the horse thieves heard it at first glance, they thought it was some powerful person, but when they looked closely, it turned out to be a martial artist dressed as a nurse.

"Hahaha, I thought it was a powerful person, but it turned out to be just a bodyguard. The leader scoffed.

"Ahaha, yes, big boss, we're so scared. A horse thief pretended to be afraid of shaking his legs, which was so ridiculous that it provoked the three young men in the car not far away to laugh knowingly.

"Hmph, when we killed someone, I'm afraid he was still nursing. I'm sure you've never heard of our names. Another tall fat man with a beard said angrily.

A group of horse thieves next to him echoed in unison: "Kanto Territory, who dares to say something choking to Uncle Zheng Shun Zheng of our Wanma Hall, boy, you really don't know whether you live or die." ”

"Really? I want to try. Fang Chunyao didn't laugh angrily.