Chapter Three: A Ten-Thousand-Pound Stone, Moved Aside with Ease

Half a month later.

Outside Zhen Nan Pass.

A massive stone lay sprawled before the city gate, heavy as a small mountain, blocking the path of Fang Han and his companions.

Lin Qingwei stepped out from the carriage, holding an umbrella, standing elegantly before the stone.

Her gaze turned icy as she looked up at the commanding officer on the city wall, her voice sharp and commanding: "What is the meaning of this? How dare you block our passage with a rock?"

On the city wall.

Zeng Tianlai, clad in armor, wore a disdainful smile as he replied slowly, "Young princess, this was by no means intentional."

"This stone accidentally fell during transportation, which is why it blocks the path."

"Liu, the magistrate of Mingyue City, has already informed me that he will send men to handle it. I have been ordered not to move this stone myself, or I will be punished according to military law."

"Enough nonsense! I order you to send men immediately to move this stone!" Lin Qingwei’s eyebrows furrowed sharply as she snapped coldly.

Zeng Tianlai’s face twisted into a mocking grin. He spread his hands and said, "Your Highness, this stone weighs ten thousand jin; even we are powerless."

"If the princess is eager to pass through, perhaps you should find a way to move it yourself."

Hearing this, Lin Qingwei clenched her silver teeth in anger.

This stone was as heavy as a mountain; relying solely on the few dozen guards accompanying them was clearly impossible to budge it even an inch.

Zeng Tianlai was clearly deliberately making things difficult.

"Young princess, why not find somewhere to stay for now? Once the magistrate’s men arrive, you can pass through in due course," Zeng Tianlai added, his tone dripping with mockery.

"You—!" Lin Qingwei’s chest heaved with fury, but she was powerless.

At that moment, a lazy voice came from inside the carriage: "Just a ten-thousand-jin stone, what’s the difficulty?"

Before the voice finished, Fang Han had already stepped out of the carriage slowly, his gaze calm and composed.

Zeng Tianlai was momentarily stunned, then burst out laughing loudly. "Protector Fang, are you mad? A weak scholar like you dares to speak so arrogantly, claiming you’ll move this giant stone!"

His words sparked laughter among the soldiers on the wall.

Lin Qingwei frowned tightly and said coldly, "Fang Han, why bother? This is beyond your ability."

Fang Han glanced at her calmly and replied, "This matter involves me. If I stand by idly, wouldn’t that make me a joke?"

He knew well that this massive stone blocking the way was no accident; it was most likely an obstacle arranged by Zeng Tianlai under Fang Li’s orders.

"With your skinny arms and legs, how could you possibly move this ten-thousand-jin stone?" Lin Qingwei said with a hint of helplessness.

Fang Han, however, said seriously, "Princess, there’s something I must correct: never doubt a man’s strength just because he looks slight."

"What?" Lin Qingwei looked at him in confusion, her eyes wide.

Fang Han offered no further explanation but ordered the guards to fetch round logs and ropes.

Meanwhile, he picked up a branch and began drawing complex formulas on the ground.

A moment later, the guards returned with the materials.

Fang Han immediately directed them to build a tall frame around the stone, his movements skilled and orderly.

"What is he doing?" Lin Qingwei watched the scene with growing curiosity.

"Putting on a show," Zeng Tianlai sneered, watching Fang Han set up the frame with utter disdain.

He did not believe this young man could solve the problem with just some wood and rope.

The frame was soon complete. Fang Han clapped his hands lightly and smiled: "Done."

Lin Qingwei and the guards exchanged looks.

"You can’t move a ten-thousand-jin stone with brute force, but with the lever principle, it’s simple," Fang Han said confidently, arranging the guards to tie ropes around the stone. One end was fastened to the rolling log, the other threaded through a pulley on the frame and connected to the carriage.

"Protector Fang, you think you can move this ten-thousand-jin rock with a few rotten sticks?"

On the wall, Commander Zeng Tianlai mocked, eyes full of mockery: "Save your energy. If you fail to move it, you’ll become the laughingstock of everyone here!"

Fang Han looked up at Zeng Tianlai calmly: "General Zeng, do you dare to make a bet with me?"

"Oh?" Zeng Tianlai raised an eyebrow, suddenly interested. "What bet?"

Fang Han smiled faintly: "If I can move this stone, you will bow three times before everyone here. How about that?"

"Hahaha!" Zeng Tianlai laughed scornfully. "Fine! But if you can’t move it, you’ll have to crawl through Zhen Nan Pass!"

"Crawl through the pass?" The soldiers on the wall burst out laughing, eagerly anticipating Fang Han’s humiliation.

Lin Qingwei overheard the exchange and hurried to Fang Han’s side, her face dark with worry: "Fang Han, this stone cannot be moved. Don’t lose face over a foolish bet."

Fang Han smiled lightly: "Princess, it’s only a stone. What’s the difficulty?"

He then commanded the guards, "The less force on the cart, the easier it is to lever. Everyone, push together!"

The guards pushed the rollers with effort. Slowly, the massive stone lifted off the ground, then rolled forward aided by the logs.

*Creak—*

The ten-thousand-jin stone actually moved!

Suddenly, silence fell.

"This... impossible!" Zeng Tianlai’s eyes widened in disbelief, his body frozen as if petrified.

Lin Qingwei was stunned, shock flashing in her eyes.

She had never expected Fang Han not only to move the massive stone but to do so with such ease.

"General Zeng," Fang Han looked up at the wall, a mocking smile playing on his lips, "the bet was made. Now is the time to honor it."

"You..." Zeng Tianlai was speechless, his face turning pale.

He had never imagined he would lose, nor that Fang Han possessed such ability.

"Are you going to renege on your bet, General?" Lin Qingwei’s voice was icy, laden with threat.

Cold sweat broke out on Zeng Tianlai’s brow. Hastily, he waved his hands in explanation: "A misunderstanding! I am no man to break his word. I will come down and fulfill the bet immediately."

He knew well that although Lin Qingwei’s status in the palace was not high, she still wielded formidable influence behind the scenes.

He was merely a minor garrison commander; offending her would surely bring disastrous consequences.

Without hesitation, Zeng Tianlai hurried down from the wall.

Swallowing his pride, he approached Fang Han, gritted his teeth, and knelt down, pounding his head three times on the ground with a crisp sound.

The soldiers around, who had just been mocking Fang Han, were now struck dumb with astonishment.

"That’s more like it," Fang Han clapped his hands, then ordered the guards to pull the prepared cart along the rolling logs.

The stone was slowly pushed into the pass, the heavy wheels carving deep grooves into the earth.

"Enter the pass!"

With the stone moved, Lin Qingwei directed the guards as the carriage slowly approached the gate.

*Boom!*

Suddenly, a deafening crash echoed from within Zhen Nan Pass, the very air seeming to tremble.

"What’s happening?"

Lin Qingwei hurriedly stopped the carriage. Zeng Tianlai’s face paled as he rushed inside to investigate.

The scene before him left him utterly stunned.

The massive stone meant to hinder Fang Han had toppled to one side, crushing a stable to rubble. Several warhorses inside had been crushed alive, the scene chaotic and tragic.

Zeng Tianlai’s face flushed with rage as he stormed toward Fang Han, shouting fiercely, "What have you done?"

Fang Han smiled faintly and spread his hands: "General Zeng, you cannot blame me for this."

He pointed leisurely at the ground and explained, "Look, the road is full of pits and bumps; the rolling logs can easily become unsteady."

"And with such a heavy stone, once the logs lost balance, it toppled and crushed the stable."

"This is your failure to maintain the road."

"You!" Zeng Tianlai’s face darkened, fists clenched tightly, his whole body trembling.

Although Zeng Tianlai was certain this was all a deliberate act by Fang Han, he had no proof and could only grit his teeth and endure.

"General Zeng, I apologize for the accident," Fang Han smiled, "but we must press on without delay."

"The stable issue will, of course, require your attention."

With that, Fang Han waved his hand and led his group away.

Watching Fang Han’s departing figure, Zeng Tianlai stomped in fury, his chest heaving violently. He longed to rush forward and strike him but could only clench his fists.

After a moment of silence inside the pass, a furious roar broke out:

"Damn it! This time we truly have lifted the stone only to drop it on our own feet!"

Zeng Tianlai ground his teeth and glanced around. Not only had Fang Han humiliated him, but several warhorses had died, and he now had to clean up the wreckage of the stable and the fallen stone.

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