Chapter Ninety-Seven: Not for Nothing
August 13th.
The night is quiet.
Things happened too suddenly, and Wu Fan only had time to build a small courtyard not far from Xingyang Yingyangwei Hundred Households, which was temporarily used as a home and temporarily rebuilt into an ancestral hall. With the help of Lin Xinshan, he bought two pear wood coffins, made a pair of fragrant wood spirit cards, and pulled two white cloth silks. From the inside out, the new home is furnished plainly.
I didn't sleep all night yesterday, and I was busy until late at night today, Wu Fan was exhausted, and his face was whiter than ordinary people, sickly and white. Accompanying the three brothers of the Tong family to guard the spirit in the mourning hall, Wu Fan coughed constantly, and he was extremely uncomfortable, and he hit the pendulum.
Tong Rui's face is also not very good, she is mainly frightened, and she can hold on. Seeing Wu Fan's situation, he couldn't help but persuade: "You go to sleep!" I'll just be here with you. โ
Wu Fan shook his head and rejected Tong Rui's kind offer.
The summer night breeze blows, the flames on the white candles flicker, and the mourning hall looks even more sad.
"Bang!"
Tong Wu was only five years old, where could he bear it, he fell asleep unconsciously, fell headlong to the ground, and knocked it hard. The big bag in the brain is very painful, his parents are not around, no one comforts him, Tong Wu is aggrieved, and he cries wow.
Wu Fan's eyebrows were furrowed, and he was upset, but he had to suppress the fire, and he was very depressed.
Tong Rui glanced at Wu Fan's face and knew that something was wrong. stood up, held Tong Wu in his arms and coaxed and coaxed, woke up Tong Ying, who was also dozing off, took the two little ones away, and placed them to sleep first.
Tong Wei and Wu Fan were soon left in the mourning hall.
Wu Fan really couldn't hold it, sat down against the pillar, and sighed: "Da Lang! Uncle...... Maybe the uncle went alone and could really save them. Can...... Uncle didn't! You...... Don't blame my uncle! โ
Tong Wei shook his head, glanced at his bandaged hand, clenched his fists tightly, and said, "If my uncle goes alone, I'm afraid that even Erlang and Sanlang will die!" Uncle, you ...... Enough has been done! My nephew couldn't thank you enough! Nephew...... My nephew only hates that he has no martial arts! Otherwise, those thieves who killed a thousand knives will definitely be broken into pieces! โ
The voice was immature, but the bitter hatred made people tremble.
Wu Fan closed his eyes and said quietly: "If you don't have martial arts, then go and learn!" The heroes of the world, the heroes of the world, and their skills in the entire empire, can be said to be outstanding and second-class. To be able to worship him as a teacher is your creation! Study hard! Wait until you learn well, and wait for your uncle to find those thieves...... Come back! Kill them! Avenge your parents! โ
After a pause, Wu Fan continued: "Tong Ying and Tong Wu are still young, and my uncle will take good care of them!" You don't have to worry too much about learning art outside of the world. You...... You have to be more careful yourself, your uncle is not by your side, although you are covered by a male king, but he is too coarse, and sometimes he will not be as thoughtful as his uncle. In a word, the rivers and lakes are sinister, and there is no big mistake in being careful! Remember? โ
Tong Wei nodded and said solemnly: "Nephew, remember my uncle's teachings!" โ
"Good! It's good to remember! Wu Fan tightened his clothes tightly, and continued in a mutter: "Don't wait for the first seven burials, wait...... Fifteen, fifteen, you will follow the king of heaven on the day of the fifteenth! Uncle will do other things for you, and when you learn martial arts, you will make contributions in the future, glorify the lintel, and then give them a make-up ......"
Wu Fan sighed: "Uncle, you are incompetent!" Mid-autumn festival...... It was a day of reunion, but it made heaven and man separated forever, and relatives were far away, alas! What is this called? โ
Although Tong Wei didn't understand why Wu Fan didn't let him wait for his parents to burn his head and bury him before leaving, he would not disobey Wu Fan's intentions, and nodded to show that he understood.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem......!"
After coughing violently for a while, Wu Fan felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he gradually lost consciousness.
Tong Wei silently wiped his tears, and was moved by what Wu Fan said.
Suddenly.
Tong Wei felt that something was wrong, turned his head to look, and was shocked: "Uncle! Uncle! Uncle ......"
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When Wu Fan woke up again, it was already the middle of the day, and the sun shone in through the window, stabbing him so much that he couldn't open it.
"Wake up! Wake up! โ
In the rough voice, there was a sense of relief more than surprise.
Wu Fan rubbed his eyes, slightly undercracked, and finally saw the people surrounding him clearly, and barely squeezed out some bitter smiles.
Xiong Kuohai and Zhai Rang also came at some point, and they were all around the house.
Shan Xiongxin walked in from outside, he had just sent the doctor away, and when he saw Wu Fan wake up, he couldn't help but say: "Brother, you really use yourself as a cattle!" There are obviously so many injuries on his body, and he still works so hard...... Thanks to Tong Dalang's timely detection, he carried you to the medicine store in the middle of the night to find Lang Zhong and poured you more old ginseng soup, otherwise...... Hum! โ
A few days ago, Wu Fan was defeated by Lan Xin'er, and many wounds were left on his body. In addition, he also appeared to be dead, early in the morning and one night, and dived into the Grand Canal twice to find the shipwreck, and inevitably suffered from the wind chill and high fever. He didn't realize it himself, but he thought it was not a good rest. Later, Tong Rui and others were arrested, and they were tossed and angry, and it was strange that people could get better.
Lying on the bed, Wu Fan looked at the roof, stunned.
"Bang! Boom! โ
Outside, there was a dense sound of popping rods.
Wu Fan's face changed, and he hurriedly asked, "What time is it?" I mean August 10? โ
Shan Xiongxin and the others glanced at each other and said, "August 15, Mid-Autumn Festival!" โ
"It's broken! Broken! โ
Wu Fan was startled, and hurriedly struggled to stand up, but his body was weak, but he fell down heavily.
Zhai Rang hurriedly helped Wu Fan up and said, "What's wrong?" What's the hurry! โ
Wu Fan grinned and said, "Don't say so much first!" Three brothers, get the decorated flower boats into the Grand Canal at once! At...... Stop at the Menting Bridge! Fast! Fast! Come on! โ
Under Wu Fan's urgent urging, Zhai Rang had no choice but to take the first step to gather people.
Looking at the majestic sea, Wu Fan said: "Heavenly King, help me up!" Let's take a trip through the canal! โ
"It's not! Let's make it clear first! Shan Xiongxin pressed Wu Fan on the bed and said, "What are you doing as if you are struggling for your life!" โ
Wu Fan's whole body is weak, where can he break free? At that moment, he lowered his voice and said, "Didn't I mean to give you brothers a great fortune!" That great fortune is under the Grand Canal! The grain tax ship in Jizhou did not disappear out of thin air, but was only chiseled through by the Maitreya sect and sunk in the water. Then they spread rumors and cover up the truth of the matter! โ
Rao is heart already had some guesses, but when he really heard the matter come out of Wu Fan's mouth, Shan Xiongxin suddenly opened his mouth wide and was surprised.
Majestic Sea...... Forget it! He doesn't even know what two million is! Jizhou grain tax ship? If he could understand what that meant, he wouldn't have been stupid enough to rob the Empire's grain and grass baggage team, and the wolf Bรจi who was chased by one of the three gods of the empire fled.
"Worth more than two million taels of silver, isn't it big enough?" , Wu Fan squinted his eyes and continued: "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, according to the annual customs of Xingyang Prefecture, there will be no merchant ships on the canal, only all kinds of flower boats. All we have to do is mix up the costumed boats, occupy the shipwreck, send water spirits to sneak in, tie bags of coins to the ropes that go down the stern, and take them all from the water without us knowing! It is estimated that two or three trips back and forth are enough to carry most of the time! When they are shipped out of Xingyang County, you will immediately transport those coins to Jiangnan, or to Qingzhou, Xuzhou, and other places. Remember! Be sure to exchange it into silver and gold in batches, never too much at a time, it is easy to attract attention......"
"Wait! You wait! โ
Shan Xiongxin was still dazed by Wu Fan's call, and hurriedly stopped. Not to mention what the majestic sea looks like now......
After pondering for a long time, Shan Xiongxin gestured and said, "That...... ...... on a grain tax ship Money, take it...... Just take it? โ
"So what else do you want? Take the boat with you? Wu Fan said strangely, and then suddenly, said: "Do you want to say, I am afraid that the empire will know about this matter and be reluctant?" Shaking his head with a sneer, Wu Fan said: "As long as you take care of the mouths of those water ghosts who participated in the fishing, this matter will not be leaked in the middle!" The rest of the ...... I will push it all to Maitreya! Hum! It's also a revenge on them, collect some interest first! โ
The majestic sea is reckless, and recklessness is reckless, but at this time, it is very incisive: "Don't take it for nothing, don't take it?" Does that mean? โ
Wu Fan nodded firmly: "That's right!" That's what it means! โ
[When you take it, you will know later that things are not taken in vain!] Hehehe......]
After Wu added a sentence in his heart, he said eagerly: "Help me up, I won't go, where do you know where the things are?" Hurry up! In two or three hours, it will be dark and I won't be able to fish! โ
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