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Meng took a new job and broke the prison. Confucian scholars try the knife first.

In the sixteenth year of Daoguang, in September, a semi-old carriage was driving on the official road leading to Shuoping Prefecture in Shanxi Province. It's nearly noon and the weather is extremely hot. Even the two running horses were panting and the wheels were dusty.

"Sir, there is a tea shop at the fork in the road ahead. Do you want to stop and have a rest ... "

"Um ... madam ..." The middle-aged man sitting in the car with his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes and looked at the pale woman beside him.

"Sir, I'm too tired to sit still. I might as well have a rest ... "The pretty girl replied.

"The lady's face was white. It's not heatstroke, is it Alas, Liu Fu, how far is it from here to Shuoping House? " At this moment, the eager young girl's voice came in.

"I'll ask old Dong Tou ... alas, alas, don't pinch my ear."

"Liu Fu, tell old Dong to rest in the tea shop ahead." Middle-aged people were told in a low and calm voice.

"ah! Boss Dong, take a rest and go to the tea shop in front. " A young man in his twenties poked his head out of the corner of the car curtain.

"Drive, be steady!" Sitting on the wheelbarrow was an old man with a gray beard and over 60 years old, with a whip in his hand. Two tired horses immediately spread their hooves and ran to a fork in the road not far away. ...