The maids and servants were busy, but the ancestral hall of the Fan family was full of the core children of the Fan family, and everyone's face was solemn.

"Boss, don't persuade me, the second uncle really won't leave."

Shaking the emerald green wrench in his hand, Fan Yongdou's second uncle was full of misery, obviously ready to die.

No one could have imagined that the originally prosperous Fan family would flee from Daming in a panic in the blink of an eye, as far as the cold Liaodong.

If you knew this was the case, why bother wow!

The Fan family is not a poor family with little food and clothing, it can only be said that people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants!

Seeing that the second uncle insisted on not leaving, Fan Yongdou didn't need to force it, he burned his eyebrows, how could he have such idle time?

He turned his head and said to the children of the clan with a solemn face: "Everyone is clear about the situation, so I won't repeat it." All the houses hurry up and make preparations, and retreat tomorrow night. ”

"Big brother, don't be in such a hurry, right? Time is so rushed, how many things do you have to lose? ”

As soon as Fan Yongdou finished speaking, one of his clan brothers wailed with pain on his face.

"Yes, big brother, the thirteenth brother is right, this loss is too great. Besides, the soldiers and horses in Shanxi have all been transferred to King Jingqin by King Lu Yan, who can stop our Fan family from the local officials? ”

At this time, another member of the Fan family also chimed in.

"That's right, big brother, let's go to Zhangjiakou, we can get there at any time with our eyes closed......"

At this time, other clansmen also chimed in.

The Fan family has a big business, how many things can be taken away in just one day?

Fan Yongdou was silent, looking quite moved.

The clansmen were right, if they left in such a hurry, the Fan family's losses would be too great.

Fan Yongdou was originally a businessman, and he cared about money, otherwise he would not have worked hard to go deep into the desert grassland, otherwise he would not have spared his life to build a slave?

He has worked hard all his life, isn't it just for money?

"Then leave on time in three days, and there must be no mistake! Now everyone went back to their houses and quickly packed their things. ”

In the end, Fan Yongdou made the decision to postpone it for two days.

Two days is enough to move more wealth, but two days is enough to change many things.

After the clan meeting, Fan Yongdou walked out of the ancestral hall and immediately came to the side hall.

"Silly Biao, go to all parts of the house, select some strong servants, distribute ordnance and equipment, and be ready to deal with everything!"

Force is the biggest reliance on Fan Yongdou's final decision.

As the clansmen said, there are no troops in the north of the Ming Dynasty that can stop the Fan family.

"Yes!"

Silly Biao replied simply, and immediately went to carry out Fan Yongdou's order.

……

The Fan family wants to run, but in fact, they can't hide it from many well-intentioned people.

Two days later, a discussion was underway in Jiexiu County, not far from Fan's house.

"Dong Weng, what happened to the Fan family, they are pretending to run away with a salute, it seems that the risk is very high?"

A staff member with a mustache kept walking around the back hall of the government, and his voice was full of panic.

The Fan family, the famous Fan family, what could make them panic and want to move out?

"Risk, what's the risk? What are you worried about? ”

The county lord on the main seat is as calm as a mountain, blowing the high-grade Jiangnan Longjing in the cup, silently.

This was specially brought by Fan Fu from Hangzhou to honor his parents.

"The Fan family and Jiannu are not clear, this is something that the whole county knows, will it be a ...... of the imperial court?"

Blinking, the staff stabbed their hands into the roof.

"Oh! Why haven't you heard of this prefectural order? ”

The Jiexiu County Commander put down the teacup, twisted the three long beards, and looked at the flustered staff with a smile.

His heart was full of contempt.

Dog meat can't be served at the feast, and it's okay to give advice at ordinary times, but when it comes to the critical moment, it's useless.

The Fan family had an accident, and it had something to do with a small county order of him!

Accepting bribes and not reporting what you know, so what?

The Fan family's hands and eyes are all over the sky, and the prefect, the political envoys on the left and right, the border generals, and the important members of the imperial court are all so good that they wear the same pants as his family, so he doesn't believe that the board can hit him on the ass.

As long as there is no internal chaos, he has confidence.

"That's right, that's right."

The staff reacted, patted their heads and shouted, "It's the villain talking nonsense." ”

When he calmed down, his thoughts became active, and the staff felt more and more that his master was stable.

No matter what happens to the Fan family, it is not about the county.

The sky is falling, and there is a tall man on top, and when it is the turn of the county, the real Shanxi officialdom is all over.

"Dong Weng, please rest well, the villain says goodbye......"

Suddenly, before the words fell, with a bang, the door was violently slammed open, and a group of soldiers in military uniforms surrounded them.

The first one was wearing a big red flying fish suit, carrying an embroidered spring knife at his waist, his cold eyes swept over the two people who were panicked, and he waved his big hand and shouted: "Grab it, take it away!" ”

"Who are you, why did you trespass on the county government, and do you still have the king law in your eyes?" The county leader slapped the coffee table and roared loudly in anger.

It's just that the toughness on the surface is difficult to hide the fear in his heart, Jin Yiwei made a move, and it seems that the Fan family is in great trouble.

The city gate caught fire, affecting the fish in the pond.

These people will not reason with you.

"Long-winded, press into prison!"

Dong Changqing, who came to arrest Qianhu in brocade, waved his hand and said impatiently.

Where does he have time to talk to a little corrupt official now?

I just received a notice from the founder of the big stall of the East Factory, and His Majesty came to Jiexiu in person.

This is a great event, and the factory guards must prepare a place to rest in advance.

As a result, Jiexiu County became the first choice.

As for the reason for this, it is also simple, Your Majesty has an edict and cannot disturb the people, so naturally it is only to disturb the officials.

At the foot of Hongshan Mountain, which is 13 kilometers away from Jiexiu, there is a source of clear water and perennial rushing, and the locals are accustomed to calling it the source of Hongshan.

The spring is clear to the bottom, the swimming fish can be counted, the channel is vertical and horizontal, and the four seasons are evergreen.

At this time, Emperor Chongzhen, who galloped for two days, and three thousand soldiers of the Yongwei Battalion took water here.

"Your Majesty, the spring water is very sweet."

Huang Degong handed the good mountain spring water to Emperor Chongzhen, and his eyes were full of respect.

His Majesty is in the deep palace, but it is not easy to gallop continuously with these big-headed soldiers.

Emperor Chongzhen, who was sitting on the grass, took the mountain spring water, drank a few sips comfortably, and then spread his hands and lay on the grass without being imageful in disregard of the king's ceremony.

It's not easy!

After two consecutive days of high-intensity rapid riding, Emperor Chongzhen felt that his bones were sore, and the whole person seemed to fall apart, and the inner thighs had already been worn out.

Still, it's cool.

It's really nice to ride a horse.

"Emperor, let the slave take care of it for you?"

Fang Zhenghua, who was serving next to him, rubbed it for Emperor Chongzhen distressedly.

Not to mention, Fang Zhenghua is worthy of being the premier master of the Ming Dynasty, the massage technique is moderate, not slow, and Emperor Chongzhen suddenly felt tired and relieved.

"Let's go!"

A moment later, Emperor Chongzhen stepped on the war horse again in high spirits, and the horsewhip was directed at Jiexiu.