The sun gradually sets in the west, and the remaining heat of the day is still steaming, with hot steam shrouding the land of Longxi.

  In the border area of Chu State, Qin State and Ba State, it is almost all high mountains and low valleys, without a normal flat road. The surrounding areas are filled with thick and astringent grass and wood smells that are forced out by the scorching sun during the day, mixed with the humid heat in the valley, making people feel as if they were in a steamer.

  Among the lush greenery, a thatched cottage roof appears and disappears, with an old wine chess hanging from the eaves.

  Although this place is remote, it has a strategic passage leading to the Qin, Chu and Ba states, so even if the wine house's business is not very good, there will never be a shortage of guests.

  Down the mountain, there was a cavalry troop resting in the store, and no one saw a beggar in tattered clothes slowly advancing from the winding path on the other side of the half-mountain waist, almost every three steps to rest for a while.

  He saw that the wine house at the foot of the mountain was so close, yet the road seemed to be endless, feeling annoyed and dizzy in his head.

  After walking about 40 or 50 feet forward, his foot suddenly slipped and he fell to the ground with a thud.

  This was the path that the hunter had walked out on, and there were still many leaves scattered all over the ground, very slippery. When he fell, he didn't have any time to stop, and slid down the mountain along the small path.

  After being nervous, I even forgot to shout, and just stretched out my hand to grab the leaves of the surrounding tree trunks.

  The people on the other side of the tea house heard the unusual movement and immediately took their bows and arrows to look over here.

  Everyone saw such a fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, it was already in front of them. They thought to themselves that they didn't know what kind of fierce beast it was, so they immediately shot arrows randomly towards the mountain. In an instant, dozens of arrows fell on the mountain.

  Fortunately, the beggar slid down quickly and didn't get shot.

  He fell straight down, and the beggar covered in blood rolled out of the thicket. The leader of the cavalry team hurriedly shouted to stop, "Don't waste arrows on this person!"

  Everyone let out a sigh of relief and returned to their original positions, eating and drinking as usual. But the beggar who was on his last breath was left unattended.

  The leader of the horse team ate a few mouthfuls of meat and lazily turned his eyes to look at the beggar lying on the ground.

  At this glance, his movements stopped - the person lying on the ground was wearing tattered clothes, but they were clearly a scholar's attire.

  He was stunned for a moment, put down the meat in his hand, stood up and walked towards the "beggar". As he got closer, he saw more clearly that the man was wearing high-quality clothing, so he reached out to part his messy hair.

  His hair was parted, revealing a somewhat withered and thin face. The whiskers on his chin were like wild grass, disorderly and without direction, but this did not hinder the leader from observing that he had a very handsome young face.

  The rest cannot be distinguished for the time being

  Perhaps with the mindset of having many useful friends on many roads, merchants have never been stingy in helping talented scholars, and it is often the scholar's talent and virtue that determines the price they are willing to pay.

  The leader tried "Beggar" and found that his body was not injured, only his hands were scratched by branches and leaves.

  He looked up and saw that the place where he had fallen was all along left with bright red blood, visible wounds in his vital parts, otherwise there wouldn't be so much blood.

  "Someone! Carry him over for treatment!" The leader shouted loudly

  "Yes!" Four strong men from the wine house came over with a two-foot-wide board and quickly lifted the "beggar" onto the wooden board.

  The doctor who followed the cavalry team had bandaged him in the past

  Just as he was about to sit down at the table, a loud and earth-shattering howl came from that side. He was startled and immediately heard someone next to him laugh and say, "This guy is interesting, just now when he slid down from the mountain, he didn't make a sound, but this time he's yelling with all his might."

  The doctor had seen many wounded patients and didn't put his miserable cries in his heart at all. His movements were still not gentle at all.

  Listening to the loud howls, the men drinking on this side burst into laughter. Someone couldn't help but shout, "This brother, why are you yelling like a woman giving birth! It's just a flesh wound! You're a man, for goodness' sake, grit your teeth and bear it!"

  After a brief silence, the "beggar" suddenly roared, "I just want to shout, in this deep mountain and secluded valley, with my messy hair and dirty face, who can recognize me? I'm happy shouting, what's wrong with that?"

  "Don't shout! Don't shout!" The doctor said impatiently. "You're using too much force and the blood is spurting out, how can I bandage you?"

  "Haha! Interesting!" The leader laughed and gestured for others to sit down.

  After that, the man didn't shout again.

  It was summer and the environment was hot and humid, so the wound had to be carefully treated, otherwise it would easily rot. It wasn't until about half an hour later that the doctor finally finished bandaging all his wounds.

  The beggar was carried into the wine house courtyard when he already had a pale face.

  "Where did you come from, and where are you going?" The leader handed over a bowl of rice porridge that had been cooked overnight and handed it to him. He glanced down at his trembling hands with his eyes downcast, and then brought the bowl to his mouth.

  "The beggar" took a few big gulps, gasped for a moment, and then said, "From Wei State to Qin State."

  The leader misunderstood "Wei" as "Guard", and wondered if this was the legendary Song Huaijin. If not being pursued by the Wei state, why would he take this small path? And how could he be so disheveled?

  In general, news spreads slowly, let alone they have been on the road in the mountains for more than half a month and do not know that Song Chuyi has entered Qin long ago.

  "Where is this?" the beggar asked

  The leader's heart gave rise to this idea, and his words became even more polite: "This is the border of Chu, Qin, and Ba. If you enter Qin from here, it will take six or seven li to the north to enter Qin, but you have to cross the high Qinling Mountains. After entering Qin, it's all mountain roads, and it's really not easy for one person to walk."

  "Alas!" He let out a deep sigh. Originally he had planned to take the Wu Pass, but who knew he would end up taking a wrong turn!

  "What is your surname and given name, sir?" the leader couldn't help but ask.

  "Oh, thank you big brother for saving me!" Ji Mian's hands were injured and she could only make a simple gesture of gratitude.

  It's not Song Chu Er, and the leader is slightly disappointed, but hearing that Ji Mian has the surname Ji, it's not completely disappointing.

  Ji is a noble surname, even though the Zhou royal house has long since become a mere figurehead, and there are now dozens of people with the Ji surname all over the world. However, the nobility, even if they have fallen, still have noble blood flowing through their veins. Tracing back three generations, they are basically from prominent families.

  "Is the master going to Qin to seek office?" The leader found a flat stone and sat down, saying, "Qin's decree seeking virtuous men is no longer valid! Because of Shang Yang, the new ruler of Qin hates people from the six eastern states, many scholars went there but were rejected."

  A bitter taste welled up in Ji Meng's mouth. This trip was not specifically to find Song Chu, but he had studied the Fa School and each country had just finished changing its laws, so it was unlikely that they would accept new laws again in a short period of time. After hitting a wall several times, he retreated to Wei State, spending his days eating his fill and playing liubo chess.

  But the last time he saw Song Chu Yi saving Rong Yu, Ji Meng's heart was shaken beyond words. He knew that he could no longer bear the idle days. (Please vote for monthly ticket recommendation)