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Chapter 422 Eight great masters gathered in Zhangjiakou(1/2)

After nearly a month of twists and turns, Wen Zheng finally arrived in Shanxi Province with his family.

In order to avoid the pursuit of the imperial court, the Wen family suffered a lot along the way. They dared not walk on the official road and the plains. They were sent by the grandson-in-law who was the thief, and were taken to cross mountains and rivers through forests. Wen fought so hard that his old bones almost broke up, which made him scold Wen Cheng, who was far away in Loufan, countless times.

If he hadn't been clever, then the unfilial son would have caused the entire Wen family to be executed.

As for the grandson-in-law who was a thief... he dared not curse blatantly.

The way to Ningwu Pass has been blocked by the imperial army. Now their family has to hide in the mountains west of Dong County and wait for the grandson-in-law who is a thief to pick up their whole family and surrender to the thief.

The Wen family, a prominent clan in western Jin, surrendered to the thief, which was something that Wen Zheng could never have imagined.

On the second day after arriving at the mountains of Dong County, the thief who picked them up finally arrived.

The thousands of Ming soldiers who were originally guarding the valley entrance were like frightened deer, suddenly rushed into the camp on the ridge next to them, and closed the camp gate. The archers and musketeers climbed the arrow tower one after another, and the cannons were lined up behind the fence of the camp, looking like they were facing a great enemy.

Not long after, a cavalry with flags suddenly appeared in the west, all of which were fiery red cloaks and red armor, about two or three thousand people whistled out along the valley, looking at the Ming army camp as if nothing had happened, straight out of the valley entrance, and circled in circles with mighty power on the open and flat ground outside the valley.

It seems to others that this fiery red cavalry is really bold and majestic, but Wen Zheng kept stomping his feet and cursing: "It's extremely arrogant, it's extremely arrogant!"

He was afraid that the Ming army would come out of the camp again, block the valley entrance, and intercept their way back to Ningwu Pass.

At this time, a thief who led him had already run to a ridge next to him and waved a small flag at the cavalry that was showing off his might outside the valley entrance.

The cavalry quickly came out of dozens of horses and several carriages, heading straight for their place.

"Mr. Wen, General Wen is here and you can come out." The little thief on the ridge turned around and shouted.

Wen Zheng then muttered, bringing more than thirty worries in a ragged dress like a hungry man, Wen's family walked out of the hidden valley.

In the blink of an eye, the man in the lead was Qin Chuan. He was not only wearing heavy armor in the hot weather, but also wearing an embroidered tiger cloak, a tassel-tag iron helmet on his head and gold-patterned deer leather boots under his feet. He was dressed neatly and extremely coquettish.

Wen Zheng knew that Qin Chuan wanted the Wen family to see how heroic and handsome the Wen family's son-in-law was.

Sure enough, his unscrupulous grandsons looked at each other.

"My grandfather suffered all the way."

Qin Chuan had already turned over and dismounted, came to him, and respectfully bowed to the end.

Wen Zheng quickly changed into a flattered look, bowed politely to the end, and said, "The general is so serious. If you have any help, the general will come to greet him. The old man is so worried and treacherous."

"Grandfather Yue is polite. This is the son-in-law's responsibility."

"The general is responsible for everything and works hard for the people of the world. The old man is incompetent but has no power but has paid for it. It is really a waste of the old man."

"Grandfather of the Yue..."

"Don't pretend."

Qin Chuan and Wen Zheng bowed to each other and seemed to be the eight-year-old grandson suddenly stood up and interrupted them.

"Brother-in-law, I want to eat meat, eat hot meat."

The little guy walked to Qin Chuan and said pitifully.

Because he was afraid of attracting the court's pursuit, the Wen family never dared to make a fire and cook for half a month, and they ate all the dry food.

Qin Chuan was funny when he heard this, lowered his body and asked with a smile: "Brother-in-law, what's your name?"

"My name is Wen Bucai, my grandfather gave it to you."

"Hey, your grandfather really knows how to name it. Come on, my brother-in-law will take you to eat hot meat."

As he said that, Qin Chuan carried him to his mount.

After meeting Wen Zheng's wife, two other sons, daughter, son-in-law and several grandchildren, Qin Chuan waved his hand: "Send a few people to get some wild game back, hurry up."

"Grandfather, please."

"Please, General."

Not long after, Qin Chuan took the Wen family and swayed to Ningwu Pass under the nose of the Ming army.

On the way, he called two wild sheep. Qin Chuan asked the team to stop and rest, asked the Wen family to change into clean clothes, set up a pot to set a fire, and stewed one sheep and roasted one, so that Wen's belly was round and round.

The team did not stop at Ningwu Pass, but went straight south to Jingle County.

After arriving at Jingle, Qin Chuan asked Wen's family to get off the carriage and then took them to the railway carriage that had been prepared.

When I first saw the long list of cars on the rails and the tracks, Wen Zheng, who had traveled around the world, couldn't help but stare at him with disbelief.

"Where is this car going?" Wen Zheng was surprised and even forgot about his hypocritical behavior.

"Loufan Heishan Fort." Qin Chuan replied with a smile.

"You mean, from Jingle to Loufan for dozens of miles, these iron bars were covered with them?"

"Yes, this is called a railway, or a railway track."

Wen Zheng became more and more unbelievable, and his old eyes widened.

Qin Chuan personally opened the door of the first car and smiled and said, "Grandfather Yue, please get in the car?"

"Is this... stable?" Wen Zheng hesitated.

"Don't worry, very stable."

As soon as Qin Chuan finished speaking, Wen Bucai, who was standing beside him, had already rushed into the carriage like a monkey.

His parents were worried about his safety and wanted to keep up, but they did not dare to walk ahead of Wen Zheng.

Wen Zheng hesitated for a while and finally got on the carriage.

Not long after, the groom in front of the car raised his whip and, under the guidance of six horses, the eight-carriage track car drove smoothly towards Loufan.

This is the first railway under Qinchuan's rule. From Loufan to Jingle, it was originally going to be built directly to Ningwu Pass, but now facing a food crisis, Qinchuan has to suspend all railway projects.

Because the power problem was not solved, the carriage of this railcar is much smaller and shorter than that of later trains, but it is already very luxurious in this era.

Moreover, the eight cars are connected and can visit each other.

In terms of speed, because Jingle and Loufan walked along the Fen River without any uphill roads, the speed was much faster than ordinary carriages and was very stable.

The railways that are now being repaired or are being planned are almost all without uphill roads and steep slopes, without external combustion engines and steam engines, and the railcars cannot climb up the slopes. Most of the railways used to transport materials between the Heishan Mine and Loufan are ramps, which require a lot of manpower to traction.

Wen Bucai and a few brothers jumped up and down along the way back to Loufan. Wen Zheng looked around like a local bun who had never seen the world, and the rest of the Wen family were also amazed all the way.

It was originally a one-day journey, but it arrived in less than half a day.

Wen Suxin was already waiting at the gate of Heishan Fort with her child in her arms, and Wen Suxin's younger brother Wen Yiming was also there.

When Wen Cheng saw Wen Zheng's old face was pulled down again.

But as soon as he saw Wen Suxin and Qin Chuan's son, Wen Zheng became kind and kind again in the blink of an eye. He refused to let go when he held the child.

Qin Chuan didn't compete with him for the baby, so he placed them in place, and then came out after a polite manner.

As soon as he reached the bottom of the city tower, Wang Jizong poked his head out from the building and shouted: "General, someone from Guanzhong is here."

"oh?"

Qin Chuan was excited and immediately climbed the stairs.

As soon as he arrived at his office, Wang Jizong walked in with a middle-aged man with a kind face.

"Little man Wang Youfu, I have seen the general." As soon as I entered the door, the middle-aged man hurriedly bowed and bowed to Qin Chuan with his fists.

Qin Chuan smiled and pointed to the seat next to him: "Mr. Wang, please sit down and see the tea."

"Thank you, General. I dare not. I am here to pass on my words for my master."

"Tell me."

"My master wants to interview the general, but he only said that it is important and related to the Northwest Business Road."

"oh?"

Qin Chuan frowned slightly.

"General, don't worry, my master dares not let the general travel far. Now he should have arrived at Qinglong Ferry."

"Well, thank you for your hard work, he's been there."

Qin Chuan pretended to pick up the tea cup and drink tea, but his mind was thinking quickly.

After only a moment, he raised his head and said, "You go down and have a good rest. I will go to see your master tomorrow."

"Thank you, General."

After saying that, Wang Youfu lowered his head respectfully and retreated until he left outside the door before turning around and leaving.

When Wang Youfu walked away, Wang Jizong asked Qin Chuan in confusion: "General, is it necessary to go in person?"

Qin Chuan smiled: "Wang Helun may want me to share some Mongolian iron pots for him. I guess he has always been out of the business roads in Guyuan to do business with the Mongolians."

"It's okay to talk to him for food. If he can go out of Guyuan to do business with the Mongolians, he will definitely be able to transport the food out of the customs and sell it to us."

...

The northwest side wall of Xuanfu, Zhangjiakou Fort.

Several people were sitting upright in a remote courtyard in Zhangjiakou, drinking tea and talking in a low voice.

When footsteps sounded outside, the people in the hall stopped talking and turned to look at the door of the hall.
To be continued...
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