PFC Chapter 110 Driving an Off-Road into Beijing
Chapter 110 Driving an Off-Road into Beijing
The next day, because they had been drinking until late into the night, they didn't get up until the sun was high in the sky.
"Nephew, will you come with me back to my home in the capital later?" Zhou Shixun said to Chu Chen as soon as he got up.
Well, this old guy probably wasn't drunk last night; he remembers everything perfectly.
"Great, I've never been to a big city before."
Chu Chen echoed his words.
At this moment, Chen Qingxuan suddenly appeared behind the two of them: "You two go, I won't go."
"Why don't you go, you drunkard?" Chu Chen asked, puzzled.
"Don't worry about the elder. If the Taoist priest isn't going, then we won't go either."
Before Chen Qingxuan could speak, Zhou Shixun interrupted.
"Fine, if you don't want to go, then you don't have to." After saying that, Chu Chen took out a 10,000 tael silver note and handed it to him.
"If you're bored, I'll have Tiger drive you around Qingyun City."
After saying that, he gave a knowing look on his face.
Chu Chen spent about an hour inside the villa's warehouse, filling the entire warehouse to the brim.
He then whispered some instructions in Hu Zi's ear, handed him 20,000 taels of silver notes, and ordered him to purchase grain on a large scale.
Only then did we prepare to set off.
"Uncle Zhou, take my car. Your home is a thousand miles away from here."
Seeing the group of people preparing to board the carriage, Chu Chen couldn't bear the bumpy ride any longer and spoke up.
"Oh, your car?" Zhou Shixun had never experienced the power of modern technology before, and asked, pointing to the BJ80.
“Father, this is more comfortable than the carriage.”
Zhou Heng quickly remarked from the side, "Who cares about your horse-drawn carriage when there's a car?"
Chu Chen took a box of gasoline from the house and put it in the trunk.
Zhou Shixun got into the passenger seat under Chu Chen's guidance.
This is unique in ancient times. The passenger seat has such a good view, why would you need a big seat?
Zhou Heng and Eunuch Wei sat in the back row.
A short while later, on the cement road leading to Qingniu Town, Zhou Shixun was stunned.
This thing is so fast, it's so much better than a horse-drawn carriage.
"Chu boy, your car is going so fast, it must be fed with the best feed."
"Why eat anything fancy? Just eat oil." Chu Chen replied to Zhou Shixun in the passenger seat without even thinking.
"Chu boy, you're the real big shot here! This carriage's consuming oil, is it soybean oil or something else?"
Well, this topic is impossible to continue; there's no such thing as gasoline in this world.
So he said to him, "Uncle Zhou, take a good look at the beautiful landscape of our Great Xia. This oil and this vehicle are unique to me."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Shixun immediately fell silent.
Everything is unique, and you have it all. What about me, the dignified ruler of a nation?
So he's living worse than a country bumpkin. Just who is this kid?
According to the investigation, it was just a spendthrift son who suddenly realized his mistakes.
Another theory is that he is a disciple of a deity. Could it be that he really is a disciple of a deity?
After the car left Qingniu Town, it entered the bumpy official road.
"Chu boy, why isn't this official road bumpy?"
Zhou Shixun turned to Chu Chen and asked.
That's ridiculous. If you put shock absorbers on a carriage, it won't be bumpy anymore.
However, with current technology, that's out of the question.
But that's hard to explain, so he vaguely said, "That's also one of the car's major features: comfort."
“I know it’s one of a kind with you.”
So, a bright red BJ80, carrying the emperor and his princes, headed towards the capital.
The number of people turning their heads to look at them along the way skyrocketed. At every city gate, soldiers with weapons in hand questioned them with wary expressions.
But they were all subdued by Eunuch Wei with just one token.
Five hundred kilometers, which didn't actually take long. We set off early in the morning and arrived in Beijing that evening.
At the city gate, the soldiers guarding the city looked nervously at the bright red figure in front of them.
"Who are you? What kind of monster are you that dares to storm the capital?"
A leader-like figure riding a tall horse blocked Chu Chen's path.
Under the beams of the two high beams from the BJ80, people in front could barely open their eyes.
But he immediately stood in front of the car, looking at the behemoth with a wary expression.
"Old Wei, look at this kid, all my love for him has paid off."
"My lord, isn't that right? These are the pillars of our Great Xia."
The soldier in front of you is blinded by the light, but you two are chatting away.
Chu Chen couldn't help but say, "Since he's a pillar of the nation, how can you two bear to let him suffer in this blinding light?"
Upon hearing this, the two looked at each other.
Finally, Zhou Heng opened the car door and got out.
Chu Chen switched the beam to a low beam, and only then could the man on horseback in front of him see who was approaching.
He immediately dismounted and knelt down with his soldiers: "This humble servant greets Your Highness the Eighth Prince. We have offended Your Highness and beg your forgiveness."
Zhou Heng nodded to the crowd: "Get up, open the city gates."
Hearing the soldier's shout, Chu Chen turned around and asked, "Uncle Zhou, can I not kneel?"
"What do you mean, 'not kneeling'?"
“We don’t kneel to you. In our community, we kneel to heaven, earth, and our parents, but not to anyone else.”
Hearing Chu Chen shout "I won't kneel," Zhou Shixun became happy.
The thin veil has finally been pierced.
"You only kneel to heaven, earth, and your parents. Good lad, your thinking makes a lot of sense."
After thinking for a moment, Zhou Shixun added.
"Where are you from? Where did you come from?"
"Hehe, I'm from the countryside. Where I come from isn't that important. What's important is that I have no ill intentions towards you."
This old fellow is something else. He can tell I'm not from a simple background. Well then, he'll consider me a descendant of a deity.
"Haha, what a wonderful rural area! This emperor has broadened his horizons!"
“You are not afraid of the king, you understand the suffering of mortals, and you can transform all things into wonders. Nephew, shall I bow to you again?”
In fact, from the moment the car left Mashan Village, Zhou Shixun believed most of the legends about his divine offspring.
Hearing Chu Chen's request not to kneel, they were basically certain that this person was either a disciple of a deity or had been enlightened by a deity.
Forget about worshipping me, you're all old and scruffy.
So he quickly said, "Uncle Zhou, you're joking. I don't have any particular plans. My master sent me into the mortal world, and I just want to live a carefree life for the next hundred years, earn enough money, drink the best wine, and marry the most beautiful wife."
To put it bluntly, all I want to do is live a carefree life, achieve financial freedom, and simply enjoy the splendor and beauty of ancient times.
I have no interest in your imperial power.
"Haha, it's rare to find a nephew who possesses such divine skills yet has no ambition. I'll stick to calling him 'nephew' from now on."
What does an emperor fear most? He fears people taking away his power.
If this "disciple of immortals" truly harbors such thoughts, then I will spare no expense to kill him.
But looking at his nonchalant expression, combined with so much investigation and observation over the years...
It seems this person really is a greedy and lustful fellow.
He seemed to have no interest in anything else.
Thinking of this, he felt relieved.
Then he turned to Chu Chen and said, "Since you've come from the countryside, my dear nephew, you don't have to kneel. Your uncle will make sure you have a good time in this Great Xia."