The sky was drowsy and somewhat depressing. ∽↗, after noon, the rain began to fall, not big, but dense. Yang Fan changed his clothes and asked Limindang's men to drive to Xu's mansion. He was still faintly worried in his heart. I don't know if it's leukemia. If it is, then how can he save this life that is still in the cardamom years?

The sound of the carriage made his heart, which was already a mess, even more depressed. In the past, no matter what setbacks I encountered, I never thought about such discomfort. It may be that when the heart is numb, only when the only remaining soft flesh is dispatched, will it tremble and heartache. He rubbed his temples and urged, "Big Bear, hurry up." ”

The guy driving replied, "Sir, sit tight." ”

It was raining, and there were a lot fewer people on the streets. Even if there are people, they are carrying hats and walking slowly against the eaves of the street. The carriage drove quickly towards the Xu Mansion. Before it was settled, Yang Fan had already jumped out of the carriage.

The door of the Xu Mansion was half opened, and Yang Fan didn't care about the etiquette and entered the Xu Mansion directly.

"Lord ...... Sir! ”

Yang Fan turned his head sideways, looked at the old housekeeper of the Xu Mansion, and asked, "Is something wrong?" ”

The old butler replied, "The master has not come back yet." However, the old lady was sick and recuperated at home. ”

"Old Xu is sick?"

The old housekeeper looked sad and said, "I was sick three months ago. A few days ago, I just got better, and I was ready to go to court, but as soon as I went out, I was so angry that I fell to the ground by a thing. ”

"A piece of something?"

"Yes. I don't know what it's written in. But the old lady seemed to be very angry. ”

Yang Fan nodded and said, "Take me to have a look." ”

Mrs. Xu also heard the voice and came out of the inner compartment to greet her. "Lord Yang. Go meet the old lady. He's been reading you for a long time. A few days ago, I got a little better and fell down. I can't think of ......," Mrs. Xu sobbed a little choked. Yang Fan saluted and said, "Xu Laoji people have their own natural appearance. It's going to get better. Can you take me to see it? ”

"Come with me."

The two walked in the corridor, and Yang Fan asked again, "What about Su'er?" She didn't cause you trouble living in Xu Mansion, did she? He was a little embarrassed, Wang Su'er and Xu Mansion are not related, and it is a little troublesome to live in Xu Mansion all the time.

"It's nothing. But Su'er hasn't been out of the room for a long time. Only Xu Rong kept going in and out of the room, saying that she was sick again. Alas, also a hard-working child. Wait, sir, take a look. Yang Fan chuckled in his heart and said yes again and again.

Walking to the main compartment, Mrs. Xu knocked softly and stuck to the door: "Dad." Lord Yang is here. There was no movement inside, and Mrs. Xu knocked on the door again. After a while, the maid who served inside opened the door and said, "Madame, sir." The old lady said and asked Lord Yang to go in. ”

Yang Fan nodded and walked into the wing. A unique smell of the old man immediately hit his face, and he walked around the screen and walked to the bed on the right. Hearing the sound of footsteps, the old man on the bed finally spoke.

"You're here."

Yang Fan glanced at Xu Guangqi lying on the bed. Stumble. There was some scratching and bruising on the right cheek, "Just came back." ”

Xu Guangqi glanced sideways and said, "Sit down." ”

Yang Fan took the embroidery pier on the side and sat on the edge of the bed.

"A few days ago. When I saw an article that refuted you, I was furious and fell down. Ahem. I'm too old to stand the toss. ”

Yang Fan said: "You're tired." ”

"Do you know what I said when I read that article?"

"I don't know."

Xu Guangqi looked at Yang Fan with a smile. "I said eight words. The villain is in charge, reversing black and white. His eyes kept staring at Yang Fan. asked: "You, really exterminated the nine tribes of Shanxi?" ”

"Yes."

"Ahem, ahem." Xu Guangqi's cough became louder. He paused for a long time before he opened his eyes and asked, "Do you know what you're doing?" I said that the villains are in charge, because they don't understand what you have to do, and they only look at it one-sidedly. I scolded them for reversing black and white, which is to complain for you. If you really slaughtered the Nine Clans, then what else can I say? ”

"Morality is on my side, that's enough."

Xu Guangqi shook his head and said, "What other morality do you have?" Let's hear it. I don't want to argue with you today, I just want to hear what you think. ”

"I killed them for a reason. They fornicated with slaves, sold firearms, and intelligence, should they be killed? I felt that 10,000 deaths of these moths were not enough, so I killed them. As for Old Xu, you asked me why I slaughtered the Nine Clans, I can only say that I don't know how many such moths exist, so I can only kill chickens and monkeys, exterminate these families, and make people who still have this idea shrink. ”

Xu Guangqi pursed his dry lips and said, "Do you think you stand on your moral heels?" ”

Yang Fan paused for a moment, raised his head, looked at the window on the side, and muttered, "I have heard a saying: 'When the sergeant hears the word, he acts diligently; When the sergeant heard this, if he survived, he died; When the corporal heard this, he laughed, and it was not enough not to laugh for the Tao, I thought that I was not a superior asset, and I did not want to be modest, so I just did it and laughed as I liked. ”

Xu Guangqi raised his head, raised his hand, and pointed to the cabinet on the side.

Yang Fan leaned over and pulled open the small drawer on the top.

"A few days ago, the old man made the last revision of this "Book of Agriculture". I was going to go to the court to present it to the Holy One, but now I am sick in bed, so let's see if there is anything that needs to be changed. ”

"Don't dare."

"What don't you dare. There is no preface to this book, so if you can afford to look up to the old man, write its preface as well. Xu Guangqi closed his eyes, "Don't shirk it." That Qinyuan Spring? Emperor Song, how do ordinary people do it? ”

Xu Lao praised it. That poem is just a nonsense. ”

Xu Guangqi's snort grew, and he seemed to have fallen asleep. Yang Fan looked at the book and flipped through it a little, and it recorded some agricultural experience, as well as some methods for fighting drought and waterlogging and controlling locust plagues. There is no exaggeration in the whole text, it is unpretentious, but it is very practical. Yang Fan squinted his eyes, slightly closer to the old man's cheek, and said in a low voice, "It will definitely live up to expectations." ”

When Yang Fan got up, the old man on the bed had tears in the corners of his eyes. He didn't have a word of criticism for Yang Fan, nor did he praise Yang Fan. It wasn't until Yang Fan walked out and heard the door close that he vaguely muttered: "It's not enough not to laugh, it seems that that layer of hypocritical morality, in front of true temperament, is really just a piece of broken paper." ”

He closed his eyes somewhat peacefully.

"It's nice to be young." (To be continued......)