Missing!

When Fan Yongdou learned from the escaped house slave that Zhuangzi had been attacked and his son's whereabouts were unknown, he neither panicked nor was he angry, but sent someone to the capital to inquire about the news.

After waiting for a month, after making sure that there was no movement in the imperial court and no one knew that he had colluded with the Qing Dynasty, he was relieved, although he believed that the backers of the court would help him solve the trouble, but he was also prepared to escape from the pass once he was defeated.

Now, now that you know that it is not the imperial court that is doing it, the rest of the things will be easy to do. After receiving the reply from the capital, Fan Yongdou immediately called Fan Ming to his side and ordered in a very low voice.

"Xiao Jiu, the second child was robbed by bandits, his whereabouts are unknown, and the grain and copper were also robbed, the person who robbed the things is definitely not an ordinary person, you go to Shandong to check, people must be carefully selected."

Fan Ming's triangular eyes rolled, and he immediately understood what the old man meant. Bow down and say,

"Understood, the little one knows what to do!"

In the Fan family, Fan Ming's status is extraordinary, he is Fan Yongdou's scholar, is the son of the Fan family, has been into the Fan family since he was a child, as Fan Yongdou's scholar, he has been following Fan Yongdou's side for decades, from reading to doing business, Fan Yongdou has nothing to hide from him, of course, he can't hide it, because he is serious and clever enough, in the past ten years, he has participated a lot in the family's business, and Fan Yongdou has simply pushed the boat down the river to let him get rid of his slave status, but he did not return his surname, but continued to stay in the Fan family, Advice for Fan Yongdouyong. He has a certain understanding of the business inside and outside the Guan.

He has 100% trust in Fan Yongdou, and Fan Ming has never forgotten his roots, and he will never frown at all things that the master orders, even if it is a sea of swords and fire. In the long run, Fan Yongdou will rely on him more. Anything that does not come forward directly by himself, or cannot see the light, will be handed over to him to do. And every time he did it without leaks, Fan Yongdou was extremely satisfied.

This time it is obviously another shady thing, and it is inconvenient for ordinary people to interfere. Fan Yongdou didn't have any nonsense, raised his head, glanced at Fan Ming, thought about it, and then said with a smile:

"Xiao Jiu, I am most at ease when you do things. After you arrive in Jinan, see if there is a way to contact the prince of Dewang...... The god of fire descended to earth. I don't know if it's a god descending to earth, but Guan Wai must remember this person, you have to find out, you got there and told me in detail what you saw and knew! ”

"Yes, the little one knows what to do!"

Fan Ming replied extremely loudly.

That night, he took a few henchmen with him, pretended to be a businessman, and rode towards Jinan, Shandong. When passing through Beizhili along the way, because the Qing soldiers entered the Kou, whether it is the state and county under the Taihang Mountain, or the state and county on both sides of the canal, all of them are like ghost towns, although they want to find an inn to stay, by the way to inquire about the news of various places, but along the way there is no human population at all, almost the appearance of thousands of miles of red land. It wasn't until I arrived in Cangzhou that I finally saw some popularity, and when it came to the matter of the Qing soldiers entering the Kou, the local people naturally hated it all the time, and they all looked like they were eager to eat their bones. However, after just asking Jinan a little, the talkative shopkeeper immediately admired:

"Oh, Jinan people are lucky, it's the turn of a prince to put it there, the prince, that's the dragon son and phoenix grandson of Emperor Gao, and the prince of the Dewang Mansion, that's the stars and gods in the sky, if it weren't for his old man's finger, he burned Yue Tuo's slaves into slag, and we don't know when we will be able to avenge the revenge of 100,000 men, women and children in Beizhili!"

"But no, if you want me to say, the emperor is really, just give an order to let the prince lead the troops to Liaodong, when the time comes, there is no need to fight, the prince will lead a heavenly fire, and it is estimated that he can scare those Jiannu into dissipation."

When mentioning the prince of Jinan, it seems that everyone has endless words, and is even full of various expectations, of course, almost everyone believes that the prince is a god who came down to earth to save the suffering.

Even together with the fact that the prince personally gave the orphans who were robbed by the slaves to be matched to the strong men, they were also taken out and preached, and everything seemed to prove that the prince was benevolent, in a word, the prince was not only a god, but very good to people.

"Hey, you don't know yet, the prince is preparing to fight with Taishang Laojun."

"How to fight?"

"That's right, it's the fighting method, I listened to the people who came from the south, the prince was annoyed that when the slaves were built, the old monarch didn't ask for permission to help them set fire to the city, so I had to fight with him!"

"Oh? What else is that? ”

"Hey, if there is no help from the gods, do you think Jiannu can burn the city?"

Isn't it just setting fire to the city? How did you have something to do with Taishang Laojun.

Although he scoffed at these statements in his heart, after knowing the news that he was going to fight the law over there, Fan Ming still hurried over, and rushed back and forth for a few days, and finally, on the day of the fight, he rushed to Jinan and rushed to the kiln near the royal tomb.

Originally, unlike those ordinary people, he didn't believe in any immortals at all, and he also didn't believe in any retribution, otherwise what he and the old man had been doing all these years should not have been sent by God, but that God, how could he have seen it.

But when the kiln was shrouded in clouds and the wind rose, Fan Ming's heart was crumbled, he was weak-hearted, when he saw the lightning and thunder over the kiln, he panicked, and almost subconsciously wanted to escape, but in the next moment, the hail fell like raindrops, although the hail did not hurt when it hit his body, but he was dumbfounded.

Could it be that there are really gods in this world?

Is the prince really fighting with Taishang Laojun?

The scene of lightning and thunder fell on his eyes, Fan Ming only felt a wave of fear that he had never felt before, his heart panicked, his legs were weak, and the person knelt down, and the moment he knelt down, he kowtowed again and again.

"The immortal spares his life, the immortal spares his life, I, I am also forced, I, I ......"

Depressed and kowtowing, Fan Ming didn't even know how he got back to the inn, anyway, after returning to the inn, he had a high fever. Even when I dreamed at night, I shouted words like "Shangxian spares my life", and I still cared about things like finding out the news. The next day, he dragged his sick body out of Jinan, but before he could return to Shanxi, he died halfway through.

Although he didn't go back alive, Fan Yongdou still learned the news from the house slave who followed him, and knew that after Fan Ming was killed by the "Immortal Law", his face changed and he didn't say anything for a long time......