Zhuo Bufan glanced at the valley behind him, and left without looking back.

His departure has not affected all the ecology of the valley, honey is still shuttling among the flowers and plants, butterflies are still fluttering, birds are still looking for insects, and the horses in the valley are still playing happily.

Only one of the horses seemed to sense Zhuo Bufan's departure and neighed a few times.

After Zhuo Bufan came out of the cocoon, he found that it was already summer and autumn, and more than half a year had passed in a blink of an eye.

And the horses he had left in the valley seemed to have found a few companions, adding a little to the valley's life.

Seeing the horse galloping happily in the valley, Zhuo Bufan did not put the saddle on its body anymore, but let it completely regain its freedom.

Freedom, how rare and luxurious.

Anyway, for Zhuo Bufan, it's just a little more travel, and it takes more time.

In terms of Zhuo Bufan's current footsteps, it didn't take a day to appear in a populated place.

Zhuo Bufan first rushed to a town and opened a room in an inn in the town that night.

Then he began to go to places with a lot of news, such as wine shops, and began to inquire about the current situation in the rivers and lakes.

Then, back at the inn, he began to sort out the news he had gotten.

One is that there have been a lot of new faces on the rivers and lakes in the past six months, and what attracted Zhuo Bufan's attention was a new young bounty hunter in Renyi Villa, Shen Lang.

Shen Lang can be said to be the protagonist of this world, and he is also a perfect person in all aspects.

This is a hero, a hero in the eyes of the Jianghu people, but not now.

He should have been the proud son of the sky, the son of a generation of heroes Shen Tianjun, but his family was ruined since he was a child, but he did not sink. Instead, he slowly transformed under this circumstance, and eventually became a generation of peerless masters.

And Zhuo Bufan didn't hear the news about Cui Feng that he wanted to know the most.

However, he was not discouraged.

Holding a cup of tea in his hand, feeling that the tea in the cup was slowly starting to get cold, Zhuo Bufan finally decided not to appear in the rivers and lakes first, but to go home first.

Cui Feng never appeared, and he was still a little worried.

You can't put your family in this world in danger because of yourself.

Kaifeng Mansion, Zhuo Xiucai's home.

Since the youngest son walked out of the house and roamed the rivers and lakes, it has not been for a while for the youngest son to send a sum of money to the family, and it has been almost two years now.

Zhuo Xiucai didn't know where his youngest son's money came from, he didn't know that his youngest son was going to explore the rivers and lakes, Zhuo Bufan just told him to go out for a walk, increase his knowledge, and make a career.

Just look at the money that my son often sends, and I know that my son should mix well outside.

And there are a lot of things that need to be spent at home.

Zhuo Xiucai is a scholar, unable to lift his hands or shoulders, so he can only help some wealthy families in the city teach their children to learn Chinese and practice, collect remuneration, and from time to time help those who are illiterate and have family members far away to write letters, or help people write some pairs during the New Year's holidays in exchange for some money to eat.

For so many years, Zhuo Xiucai has also been able to raise several of his children in this way, and the life of the family is not bad, with enough food and warm clothes.

However, as the children get older, there are more places to spend money.

If you want your children to go further on the road of studying, and go farther than yourself on the road of the imperial examination, you don't know if you just have a studious heart.

These are all things that need knowledge, and where does knowledge come from, it comes from the accumulation of oneself in ordinary times, one book after another.

But in this era, knowledge is still in the hands of a few, and those books are very expensive.

The Zhuo family has accumulated only more than 100 books for several generations.

At the beginning, Zhuo Xiucai's fame as a talent was already the limit, and if he wanted his talented eldest son and second son to go further, he needed more books.

Although the youngest son has the highest talent, Zhuo Xiucai has already seen that the youngest son Zhuo Bufan's mind is not on this.

Over the past year or so, through the money sent by his youngest son Zhuo Bufan, Zhuo Xiucai has bought a lot of books for his family.

And the eldest son, who has already married a family, has also received a lot of money from the younger son, and now the conditions of the family are getting better and better.

A few months ago, the eldest daughter got married, and because of the relationship between the younger son, the dowry was also a lot richer, and I thought that the daughter would be looked down upon by the people of her husband's family after she arrived at her husband's house.

However, thinking of those people who appeared near Zhuo's house half a year ago, Zhuo Xiucai's heart couldn't be happy.

Although Zhuo Xiucai is powerless, he has not been blind for many years.

He could see that these people had been paying careful attention to the Zhuo family, even near the eldest son's house, but he felt that these people had no malicious intentions, otherwise he would have been holding the official a long time ago.

And not long ago, when his daughter got married, someone sent two very thick gifts, and he found that those people near Zhuo's house still knew the people who came to give gifts, and they also looked like they were in a high position.

After that, the man even claimed to be a friend of the younger son, saying that the younger son had something to do and couldn't get away from it, so he asked him to give gifts on his behalf, and he gave two congratulatory gifts, one of which belonged to the younger son, and the remaining one was his.

Then he also took out a lot of money and handed it to Zhuo Xiucai, saying that his youngest son dragged him to transfer it to him on his behalf.

At that time, Zhuo Xiucai realized that it was not good.

And as time went on, he became more and more sure.

The youngest son, Zhuo Bufan, may have had an accident.

And once the youngest daughter was molested on the street. play, and immediately someone appeared to tune those tunes. Play the little daughter's stream. People. The ruffian was beaten up.

And after that, the one who has been holding a grudge is big. Flow. The hooligan Wang Rui never came to trouble the Zhuo family again.

After that, he disappeared from the Zhuo family's field of vision.

At this time, Zhuo Xiu knew that this group of people near his house was not simple.

Just two days ago, he personally brought wine to one of them, who seemed to be the leader, and talked to him.

The man didn't refuse, he drank the wine and ate the food, he didn't say anything, he just let him relax, they had no ill will towards him, they were just dragged by Zhuo Bufan to protect them.

At this time, Zhuo Xiucai realized that maybe his son was not what he thought, but he just made money in business.

Since someone was sent to protect it, then there must be an enemy.

Maybe the younger son is doing something dangerous.

Zhuo Xiucai has always kept things in his heart, and he didn't dare to tell his family, because he was afraid that they would also be afraid.

Until tonight, a knock sounded on the door.

Zhuo Xiucai, who hadn't slept yet, thought that it was a family that invited him to write something, or a letter or something, and sometimes he would encounter some people who were in a hurry, and he needed to write something in an urgent situation, and although it was getting late, the sun had just set and it hadn't been an hour.

However, after the conditions of the family have improved in the past two years, he has not been in the business of taking these writing things at night.

I was just about to open the door and tell people that I wouldn't write at night, and if I wanted to write, I would wait until daylight tomorrow.

When I opened the door, I saw someone standing outside the door.

Zhuo Xiucai was silent for a moment and said, "Come in first!" ”