The weather is getting cold, and Xu'er's body has not been very good. Last night, he contracted the wind chill again, and Yang Fan went to buy a leg of mutton in person early in the morning and invited a doctor. The situation is still the same, the body is weak and cold, and the pulse is weak. The most important thing is that this anemia seems to be getting more and more serious.

The mutton pot was boiling in the casserole, and Yang Fan sat by the stove in a daze. It seems that there are really some pre-symptoms of leukemia. He took out the letter from his chest and sent it from Bashu. Su'er's mother's maiden family is also a big family in Bashu, and in this letter, except for mentioning that the trustee sent back the fifty taels, this letter never mentions that Wang Su'er wants to go back or come to pick her up. Yang Fan shook his head and muttered: "Inhuman thing, he threw the letter into the furnace." ”

"Sir! Someone sent an item. "The pawnshop will open tomorrow, and Lao Liang is also looking good. Yang Fan took the wooden box in Lao Liang's hand and asked, "Who sent it?" ”

"He said that he is the shopkeeper of Tianzi Lu, and this is the compensation of Young Master Luo to you."

"Compensation?" Yang Fan opened the wooden box, his eyebrows raised unconsciously, he never expected that this Luo Zun would be so generous, and directly sent the title deed of the Tianzi Lu to him.

"Sir, this is ......"

"The title deed of the Tianzi Lu. The Luo family collapsed. Yang Fan closed the wooden box, "We are one step closer to success." Liang Fu's heart skipped a beat, and he said, "Success? ”

"I remember telling you four elders that you were going to bring down Tianzi No. 8."

"Isn't Tianzi No. 8 a Gu Ji pawnshop?" Liang Bo wondered.

"I'm talking about all the eight brands under the flyover. Gu Ji and Luo Ji are just appetizers, if the rice price of Lu Ji Rice Shop this winter does not take into account the crazy rise in people's livelihood, the next one to suffer is he Lu Ji. ”

Liang Fu was trembling, he didn't expect Yang Fan to be so ambitious that he wanted to swallow all the shops in Tianqiao? This seems to be a feat that no one has ever accomplished. Not only must there be a strong backing behind you, but you can't take it by force. Although the laws of the Ming Dynasty look very low on the profession of merchants, they also focus on protecting the interests of merchants.

"Why are you here again?" The snow stopped and began to float again. Yang Fan saw that the carriage of the Xu Mansion was parked at the door of Limindang, so he guessed that it was not far from ten, and we, Miss Xu, are here again.

Xu Rong was dressed in white, with a raccoon dog hair shawl, and the whole person looked a little plump, sitting next to Wang Su'er and asking for warmth. "Humph! Fortunately, I asked Uncle Liang today, otherwise do you plan to hide it from me again about Su'er's illness? Xu Rong's eyes revealed unkindness and looked at Yang Fan.

"Sister Xu, Brother Yang, why do you have to fight when you meet?" Wang Xu'er, who was lying on the bed, was pale, but when she saw Xu Rong coming, her complexion improved a lot. Yang Fan saw the intimacy of the two, and inexplicably felt a sense of jealousy. Put the boiled mutton soup on the table, "If you have something to say, hurry up, Su'er and so drink this." And he walked out of the house.

There was a light snow outside the house, Yang Fan rubbed his hands, and found that Su Qing was covered with a blanket on his legs, watching the snow. His demeanor was serene, as if the snow had a thousand wonderful gestures, waiting for him to look closely, and the ten fingers of his two withered hands were interlaced and placed on his abdomen.

Seeing Yang Fan coming over, he turned his head slightly to the side with some difficulty, and said with a smile: "You're here." Yang Fan was stunned, Mr. Su seemed to be old, but he didn't know what he meant, so he asked, "Does Mr. Su have anything to advise?" ”

"The seven lives of the Luo family, Zhang Yao has already sued me. Will you blame me? Su Qing's expression was calm, after the wheelchair was transformed for the second time, there was an extra pillow, and it was very comfortable to sit on.

Yang Fan said: "Obviously, I only want them to bring out those two people, why do I want to kill people?" A gust of wind blew, mixed with snow particles, and landed in front of the hall, Su Qing's eyes looked at the snow in the sky in a daze, as if he was thinking about something. Yang Fan wanted to move Su Qing's wheelchair a little inside, but he stopped him.

"This is the rivers and lakes, happy and revenge. Killing is sometimes a matter of drawing a knife, and there is no reason for it. I didn't intend to let Luo Qingchuan die, I just did it according to God's will.

Yang Fan, in fact, I gave you the wooden card, and it was also selfish. Luo Qingchuan's identity, you may not know. The White Lotus Sect has one tribe, Lao Guanzhai. He's one of the talkers. So when I learned that you were going to move the Naluo family, I didn't hesitate to give you the wooden card, and the purpose was to end like this.

I didn't expect that God would really follow the will of my dying man and let this wolf ambition die. ”

Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, the white mist was like a pillar of smoke after smoking, "I thought you would keep it a secret from me." Although he didn't know why Su Qing would hand over the wooden card to him to deal with the Luo family, he vaguely guessed one thing, that is, Su Qing and the Luo family had a grudge. I didn't expect there to be this layer of origin.

"When people are young, they always think that they can pay off their debts before they die. Back then, Luo Qingchuan also came to me for the sake of being on top, but I didn't agree. Later, Lao Guanzhai's Po Qing died suddenly and inexplicably. Su Qing's hand then leaned on the armrest, and his voice was a little low. The blanket on his knee lost its pressure and slowly slid down.

Yang Fan lifted the blanket and covered it on Su Qing's thigh, "So you suspect that Luo Qingchuan did it?" ”

"Don't doubt it. Jianghu doesn't need to doubt that it is, that is. So, ah......" Su Qing held Yang Fan's hand and sighed with emotion, "The road of no return in the rivers and lakes, I will show you two endings, I just hope you don't get involved." What prodigal son doesn't change when he turns around, it's all nonsense. Which one can really get out of the rivers and lakes? Your future is bright...... It's bright...... Yang Fan...... Sail ......"

Su Qing's voice was low and dull, like a whining song, blowing to the end, leaving only an empty sigh. The snow is still falling, sprinkled with water, like mourning money in the sky, paying tribute to this old man who is about to pass away.

"Don't mourn...... No ...... required Wear linen and filial piety for me. A pure land...... A straw mat...... End my ridiculous life. ”

This is the end of the voice.

Yang Fan squatted aside, still holding Su Qing's hand that was gradually losing its warmth. In a person's life, the most sober time may be before closing his eyes and before his breath is broken.

He slowly stood up, spread out the folded blanket on Su Qing's legs, covered him, and slowly walked into the snow. The evening breeze was urgent, and Yang Fan couldn't tell how sad he was. Birth, old age, sickness and death, one day, but it is like a wall resting in my heart, which is not smooth. This winter is really cold, and Lord Yama doesn't know how many lives he has to take away, so that the karma of hell will flourish.

The crackling abacus in Limin stopped, Sun Shenming used to always like to hum two sentences of play, but today there is no sound. The door panels in the pawnshop were sealed early. Originally, it was closed for business. A few old men followed Yang Fan out of the city. Su Qing left, just like this snow, very quickly and urgently, without warning.

After that age, their own sons were sent away, and several old men had already seen through the red dust. It's just that in the sigh, I sighed about the unknown things of a few people, and recalled the ups and downs I experienced together in those years. They are managers, courtiers, and ticket desks, and when they were young, they also worked as generals, folded goods, and posterity, so to speak, pawnshops are like a small army, each performing its own duties, and it is a money transaction.

Mr. Su is gone, and there is an extra green grave in the suburbs, which is nameless. Su Qing didn't let it, the dead were the greatest, and respected his intentions. It's just that the snow-covered green pine behind the grave seems to accept this departed soul.

recovery in the coming year,

Evergreen all year round.