In the last years of the Qing Dynasty, the imperial court, the collusion of officials and bandits, and the invasion of foreign powers...... made the turbulent Qing court stormy and about to end. As the saying goes: if the court is corrupt, the people will be fire.

It was in this turbulent and turbulent situation that a shocking case occurred that shocked the Qing court. This shocking case can be described as unprecedented, unprecedented, and terrifying.

The origin of this case has to be rooted in the roots.

Heavy responsibility, Jinshi was born, the sea has been up and down for many years, and he has served as the prefect of Qiongzhou, Chaozhou and other places in Guangdong. When he resigned and returned to his hometown, he could be called a rich gentleman in Dali City. Ren Zhong has a beloved daughter, whose name is Red Cotton, and the person is as his name, brilliant and dazzling, and graceful as a fairy. At the age of sixteen, he married Fan Jiamu, a man from Dali, and named him Fan Ren.

Since marrying into the Fan family, the old and young relatives of the Fan family and the surrounding neighbors have admired and respected the Fan Ren family. Because Fan Ren has had a good family education since he was a child, he is virtuous and filial, and he is very understanding. Although he lost his mother at a young age, his father's love has not diminished at all. So to some extent fill the void of losing a mother. His father's integrity, incorruptibility and compassion deeply influenced Fan Ren's family. This good gene was passed on to her. Let her benefit for the rest of her life. It also benefits those who come into contact with her.

She has been in Fan's house for almost three years, and her in-laws are satisfied with her everywhere, and the two elders just have a knot in private, that is, the children who marry their partners at the same time as Jiamu are running around the yard calling their fathers and mothers, but their daughter-in-law's belly has not moved so far, and there is no bulge. Alas, isn't marrying a son for a father and a mother in the hope of continuing the incense of the family and prospering the heirs. However, the daughter-in-law is not angry in this regard, which not only damages the face of the Fan family, but also is important This is a taboo for the family. But what can be done? The son is willing. The old couple can only suppress this regret in their hearts.

This is not a table, let's talk about the Fan family.

This Fan family is one of the largest families in the local area, with two pawnshops and thousands of acres of land. There is also a well-known caravan team, plus a caravan inn for the caravan to rest, the inn is called "Wind and Rain House Inn". Such a great business is managed by the old club Fan Bingru in an orderly manner and is thriving. Now, Mr. Fan is also in his sixties, and he is thinking about passing on the family business to his only son soon. Therefore, when it comes to major matters such as sales and contract signing and rent collection, it is left to my son.

On this day, although the afternoon sun is not as hot as the noon, it is also very hot. The flowers in the garden are like lazy beauties, sleepy-eyed and wilting......

I saw a young man in a black and gray robe with a thin figure with a thin figure on the back of his head hurrying from outside the round arch with gray glazed tiles and eaves. Looking at the dress is a family member. It is the family of the Fan family who is called the house slave of "Mixi". He was about to trot at this point. There seems to be something urgent. He ran to the door of the young master of Jiamu in the west wing......

"Bang! Boom! Boom! From the back room, there was a clear cry like a willow warbler: "Who is knocking on the door outside?" Can I report a large number first? "The house slave here is busy in front of the bluestone paved door and answers: 'Young lady, I am the house slave, the old owner has something urgent, please go to the young owner quickly! I'm going to go first, and I'm going to call back to my old club. The woman's delicate voice said: "I know, let the young master change his clothes immediately." You go back to Master Bing! The two in the back room could only hear the sound of footsteps fading away......

The two of them here couldn't care about lingering, Fan Renshi immediately took out a chiffon pure white cardigan button-down shirt from the red sandalwood closet, and shouted in his mouth: "Qingluan, quickly bring in the trousers that the young master has just washed and dried!" I could only hear a crisp girl's voice coming from a side room in the inner room: "Okay, ma'am, I'll get it right away!" ”

A whirlwind trot, tight and hectic. The graceful little figure was already standing in front of Fan Ren and Jiamu with white chiffon trousers. "Madam, what do you think of this? This is the young master's favorite thing to wear on a hot summer day." Fan Renshi took the pants handed to him by the personal maid Qingluan with both hands, opened them flat and looked left and right, and immediately smiled from them, and said: "It's still Qingluan's heart, yes, it's it." Alright, you can go and get busy with something else! As soon as Qingluan left, Fan Ren put the chiffon trousers in his hand on his hand, looked at her husband who was tying the buckle and looked clumsy and embarrassed due to nervousness and anxiety, and laughed out loud, at this time she said angrily: "Husband, where is the speed of dressing and closing?" Don't worry, let the slave help you! After listening to his wife's words, Jiamu blushed to the base of his neck, and said with some resentment and some annoyance: "Today for some reason, the more urgent the button is still not understood, the lady said to do it on behalf of me, I simply don't tie it, and the lady will replace it!" Fan Renshi put down the trousers in his hand, pressed and pulled with his fingers, and only needed to stop a long row of buckles. Turning around and taking the trousers he had just taken off, he lowered his head and was about to put them on Jiamu's legs, Jiamu said a little shyly: "Lady, this kind of indecent and vulgar thing, do it yourself, don't bother you." Fan Ren straightened up and looked at Jiamu with some puzzlement, and Jiamu laughed out loud while putting on his pants; The lady doesn't know that it is the lowest behavior for a woman to wear a lower body covering for a man, because her husband is afraid that you will be wronged, so she does it herself. Fan Ren's expression immediately changed from the pear blossom with rain just now to a demon peach with a scarlet face. whispered: "Just now I thought that my husband disliked the slave family, and there are such sayings?" A false alarm! After saying this, he patted his chest lightly and stuck out his tongue. Jiamu here was dressed neatly, and said to his wife who was just stable: 'Lady, the husband has finished dressing, and the father is in a hurry, there must be something important to discuss, come when the husband goes, and come back to meet the lady in detail!" After speaking, he took Fan Ren's hands...... Fan Ren had no choice but to say: "Husband, this is to see my father, not to go far away, go quickly!" Save your father from worrying! After hearing this, Jia Mu disappeared into Fan Ren's eyes with reluctant steps.

Two

After Jiamu left, Fan Ren folded the scattered mandarin duck quilts on the bed and put them in the lattice of the rosewood wardrobe. At this time, Qingluan walked with fine lotus steps. Bending his eyebrows, he asked softly: "Miss, you haven't slept in your afternoon today, do you want to make up for it again?" "Fan Ren said as he washed his face; Alas, what else to make up for back to the cage! Jiamu went to the master's, I don't know what's going on, from the moment he went out, my heart was panicked, don't you have any ......? Before Fan Ren's words could be fully spoken, Qingluan interrupted her: "Miss, don't talk about it, the Fan family has always been rich and safe, and nothing bad will happen to our family!" Don't be cranky! Shall I comb the hairpin for the young lady? After wiping his face, Fan Ren handed the Hangzhou embroidery towel to Qingluan, and said faintly: "I'm really not in the mood to put on makeup today, you are going to be busy with other things!?" Qingluan turned around and was just about to leave, when Fan Ren stopped her: "Qingluan, a few days ago, Jiamu's cousin brought the Wanghai Chao tea from Jiangyin to prepare, and the young master will make it for him when he comes back!" Go ahead, you should forget about other things in a while. "There was a crisp echo from Qingluan: 'Got it, Miss! I'm going to get it! The words fell, and only the small lotus steps of "da, da, da......" were gradually hidden in the depths of the corridor.

The Fan family in this box has scattered temples and blank eyes. Sit on the edge of the bed. After thinking about it, this is not always the way, the husband goes to listen to the master's instructions on family affairs, and he is not going to the front line and fighting on the battlefield, what is there to worry about? Thinking like this, Fan Ren's heart suddenly brightened.

She stood up and walked to the front left of the outer room. It was the living room of the young couple of Fan Ren. She walked straight to the east side of the wall against the beautiful large wardrobe, but saw this wardrobe: more than one person high, mahogany cabinet, four doors, each door is very beautifully composed, in order is Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum. What's more exciting is not that the composition is exquisite, but that the workmanship is very exquisite: the bottom plate is fired with good magnetic sheets from Jingdezhen, and the flowers and leaves on it are pasted with red coral, agate, turquoise, and jadeite. Such beauty and preciousness cannot be described in words. Only high-ranking officials of the imperial court and descendants of the royal family can have it.

Fan Ren walked to the mahogany carved cabinet, took off the copper tether that was across the cabinet door, and took out a lotus-colored loquat silk cheongsam from inside. But see that style: the crimson crab claw chrysanthemum gold beads silk cheongsam, the plain white placket lined with bronzing auspicious Ruyi group pattern, the neckline pinched a pair of rouge buckles, the slightly wide outer sleeves, densely embroidered with golden crab claw chrysanthemum, the apricot yellow inner sleeves narrowly buckle the wrist, lined with the Hao wrist Ningxin, and the three cloisonne bracelets are blended together, rippling. As soon as Fan Ren put on it, he heard a crisp shout from outside the door: "Miss, Wanghai Chao tea is here!" With the voice, he walked in. Fan Ren buckled the last buckle, and his mouth responded: "Just bring it, put it on the young master Huanghuali case!" You're tired enough to be busy this time. Nothing to do now. You can catch up on the afternoon sleep too! Listening to Miss's instructions, she thought to herself: Our Miss is still the most hurtful, and it is worth the pain to be her slave. While thinking, he quietly walked briskly towards his room.

said that this Jiamu strode to the main house where his father lived. This main house covers an area of several hectares, and the main house is splendid with gold and paintings. In the courtyard, the wind and lotus in the courtyard, the grass and trees are sparse, and the butterflies dance among the flowers......

Jiamu has no intention of appreciating the scenery today, but in normal times, he must have seen the scenery and come to an improvised poem, but there is no such Yaxing today. As he walked, he thought in his heart: My father is so anxious to announce that I am coming, there must be something important to discuss, what is the important matter? Jing Ran is in such a hurry, I haven't heard my father mention anything about business recently, so what could it be? As he walked, he thought that Jiamu had come to the door where his father lived. He straightened his clothes and straightened his strong chest (because Jiamu's father always told him; No matter what you do, who you go to meet, dress appropriately, be energetic, and don't look depressed. Without a gentleman's demeanor, who will work with you and who will trust you. ）

Three

Jiamu finished arranging his clothes and lightly buttoned the vermilion lacquer door of the main house where his father lived with his hand. The door opened a crack, and the head of the house slave was happy

Leaned out. Seeing that it was Jiamu, he hurriedly pushed open the two doors, and said busily: "It's the young master, I feel that the young master is here."

It's time, no, I've been waiting inside the door. The master is waiting for you in the study...... "Jiamu didn't finish listening to Mixi's words,

only replied: "Okay, got it." He strode toward his father's study.

When he arrived at the door of the study, Jiamu was accustomed to politely buttoning the door of the study. The old man who only heard a loud bell said: 'It's Jiamu, come in!' The moment Jiamu pushed the door and came in, the first thing he saw was his father's solemn expression.

Jiamu took a step forward, arched his hands forward and said, "Father, the child Jiamu is so polite, come and bow to Jin'an!" "Fan Bingru hurriedly said: 'Son, excuse me. There is something I have to consult with you for the Father. Jiamu stood in front of his father, waiting quietly.

At this time, Fan Bingru beckoned to Jiamu and motioned for her to come closer, and Jiamu happily took two steps and came to his father. Fan Bingru looked at Jiamu's expression, smiled and said: "This child, I am used to using the three outlines and five constants, and he is still twisted in front of his father, but he is like a daughter's house, sit next to his father!" ”

After listening to his father's words, Jiamu's fair cheeks flushed, and he promised in his mouth, and casually moved the Huanghuali inlaid copper horn dragon carved Taishi chair on the left to Fan Bingru's side.

I only heard Fan Bingru smile from the bottom of his heart: "Haha, this is like my son!" Before the words were stable, the coughing sound of "cough, cough, cough" came out of Fan Bingru's mouth, Jiamu hurriedly got up, patted his father's back gently, and after a while, the coughing stopped. Fan Bingru said with a trembling voice and a blushing face: "Son, it seems that my father is really old. Jia Mu hurriedly said: "Where, my father is not old, and he should be strong when he is old." Fan Bingru patted his chest and said, "Lian Po is old! If you don't accept it, you can't do it. ”

Jiamu here saw that his father stopped coughing, and he calmed down. He sat down to his father's left and waited for his father's command.

Fan Bingru finished coughing, took a sip of tea, and stretched out his hand to point to another cup of tea: "Mu'er, this cup of tea is reserved for you, you must be very thirsty in a hurry, drink a cup too!" Jiamu listened to his father's words and said, "Thank you father, you really feel like your throat is burning and smoking." Before he finished speaking, the tea was already in his mouth.

Fan Bingru looked at his beloved son from the side, and smiled knowingly, smiling so much that his face was wrinkled, and his heart was full of flowers. At this time, Jiamu sat down again, and Fan Bingru's left hand was on it, almost pressing on Jiamu's right hand to be exact. This is a move that Jiamu has not seen in twenty-three years.

The transmission of the temperature of this hand to hand contact was no less than an electric current, which immediately spread throughout Jiamu's whole body. Jiamu was stunned for a while, and it took a few seconds to come to his senses, but at the same time, he was a little overwhelmed by his father's warm gesture that he had never had.

At this time, Fan Bingru looked at his beloved son's helpless state, and said with pity: "Mu'er, you are good everywhere in character, but your daughter's fat powder is stronger, like your mother." But it's okay to get into trouble and make less trouble. You haven't let me fuck a day since you were a kid. But this family wants to take charge of major affairs, but it is necessary to suppress some of the daughters' fat and powder, and let the rise of masculinity rise, so as to master major matters and keep the ancestral business. Make a good top beam. Jiamu listened to his father's words and hurriedly said: "The father's teachings, the son will remember in his heart, and he will definitely live up to his father's high expectations, experience his mind, and make the family business prosperous and prosperous." After listening to Jiamu's scorching oath, Fan Bingru smiled, it was a smile from the bottom of his heart. Jia Mu hurriedly asked: "Father, you came today not just to invite your son to drink tea and chat, just call me in a panic, you must be an extremely important matter in the family, father, you can say it directly, save your son from worrying." ”

Fan Bingru regained his previous solemn expression; 'Mu'er, when my father saw you, not to mention how happy he was in his heart, all his worries disappeared. But business always has to be said. Speaking of this, Fan Bingru paused for a moment, and his voice like a bell echoed in the spacious study: It turned out that a few businessmen came to the family yesterday to ask the Fan family to transport a batch of high-grade tea and exquisite purple sand tea sets to Tibet. Not to mention the distance back and forth, the roads passed through are all wild and secluded. Needless to say, jungle beasts, snakes and insects, just one mountain bandit cannot be cured by ordinary people.

Originally, the Fan family had such a big family business, and the horse gang team could be said to be a side business for the Fan family. But Old Man Fan's temperament is: to do everything well. He does everything like he is, honest and trustworthy.

Because of this, all the towns and villages came to do business with the Fan family. This time the transaction was introduced by the old customer. In the face of such a customer, not to mention that it is difficult, even if there is danger, you can't refuse.

But unfortunately, yesterday, the leading daughter-in-law came to ask Master Fan for leave: "Master Fan, my family is full of unclean things, vomiting and leaking, and going to the thatched house four or five times a day.

The prostrations were all crotch-pulling, so Manchu specially asked me to come and take a leave of absence with the master, and he would come to the house to resume work as soon as he was well." Fan Bingru listened to the words of the daughter-in-law of the hoard, and her heart sank, Shen was that someone had just asked the horse to help take the goods, but Fan Bingru, who was quite deep in the city, did not let the daughter-in-law of the hoarding see that she was anxious and a little unhappy. Fan Bingru said to Mi Xi: "Xizi, go and lead the full hoarder to Mr. Qian's account room to withdraw ten taels of silver tickets, and subsidize the treatment and medicine and household use in the past few days." The daughter-in-law thanked Mr. Fan, and happily followed the slave to the front room...... As soon as the two of them walked on the front foot, Fan Bingru here was gone, it was the feeling of anxiety that the dragons had no leader instantly came to his heart, he was very depressed, and he also had a preliminary plan in his heart, so he let the house slave Yixi go to Xuan Aizi to come.

Four

After listening to his father's narration, Jiamu already understood a little in his heart, but he still wanted to confirm his judgment with his father's tone.

At this time, Fan Bingru stroked the neatly trimmed and gray beard under his chin, and said to Jiamu solemnly: "You also listened to what your father told you just now, right?" Jiamu replied unequivocally: 'Father, the son listens to the truth, what can the son do, the son bears the brunt, father, you just command!" After listening to Jiamu's powerful words, Fan Bingru's expression was solemn at the beginning to a relieved burden at the moment. He let out a soft sigh of relief and placed his right hand on his son's left hand. That kind of heaviness and warmth passed on to Jiamu is the wordless fatherly love. Subsequently, Fan Bingru looked at his son's eyes and said solemnly: "Mu'er, you may also guess one or two of the difficulties of being a father, the most difficult thing now is that the horse gang has a big job to take, but at a critical moment, the gang is sick, suffering from acute dysentery, and those who collapse can't get up from the kang. The leader is the leader of the gang, he must first be bold and careful, then resourceful and physical, and the important point is that he must have the ability to have an audience. This time the goods are very valuable, and the target amount is very high, so you must be cautious and not be sloppy. From the time the daughter-in-law took leave to think about it, she thought about it until night, and she couldn't sleep, and her eyes stared at the room for a night. So I think it's up to you to pick up the burden. "

After listening to his father's earnest and expectant words, Jiamu's heart was filled with inexplicable waves, which were waves that Jiamu had never experienced in his heart. Because of this turbulence, Jiamu proudly and hopefully said to his father: "Father values his son so much, I am obligated to take this burden!" I am the only seedling of the Fan family, and now the family needs me, I will definitely rush to the front, father, you can rest assured! Fan Bingru listened attentively to the promise of his son's oath, nodded frequently, and finally instructed: "Mu'er, this time I went to the mountains and roads, the forests were deep and the grass was slippery, and the mountains were often infested with tigers, leopards and jackals, these are all natural disasters, and the most important thing is that those bandits and grass robbers, most of them are dedicated to intercepting the goods of the rich. It's okay to cut off this product, if they meet the mountain king who doesn't want to die, then they can do anything......" Fan Bingru said this, swallowing back the unspoken words below. He said everything that should be said, and he didn't want to say it to his son when he shouldn't say it. He was afraid that this would be unlucky, so he was afraid that it would become a prophecy when he said it.

At this time, after listening to his father's earnest teachings and earnest entrustment, Jiamu stood up and said to his father: "Father, you can rest assured that your father is a banner of your son, charging into battle and carrying it; The father is also a beacon for the son's relatives, guiding the direction of the son's path; The father is also a mirror in front of the son, and the good and evil, the beauty and the ugly are clearly reflected; The father is a hard backbone, and the burden of the family falls on this backbone, and the father still ......" Jiamu still wanted to say more, but Fan Bingru interrupted what his son wanted to continue. He habitually stroked his beard and said to Jiamu: "Is it really as good as you say for my father?" Jia Mu hurriedly took over his father's words: "My father will always be the best father in my heart!" ”

Fan Bingru listened to her son's words of praise from the heart, and her eyes were filled with warm tears. His throat immediately choked, paused slightly, and said to Jiamu: "Mu'er, what should be instructed is instructed by the father, do you think there is anything else that needs to be added for the father?" Jia Mu, who was standing opposite Fan Bingru, hurriedly said: "My father has really planned this shipment plan very carefully and thoroughly. If you want to add more, I want to mention that the shoes, socks, and rain gear of the horse gang members should be equipped with an extra set to meet the needs of the time, and there should be more snake wound medicine, and then the medicine against dysentery should also be brought" Fan Bingru laughed loudly after listening to his son's words, and said: "Stinky boy, I know a lot in my heart!" Hehe, like my Fan Bingru's seed! Mu'er, we have been chatting for so long, you should also prepare the things to leave tomorrow, and you have to rest after you are busy with these. I'll have to get off tomorrow morning as soon as it's dawn, so let's get busy! After listening to his father's words, Jiamu said to his father in a filial manner: "Father, after sitting for a few hours, you are also tired, go back to your room to rest!" I'll go to see my mother first, and then go to the Wind and Rain House Inn to explain tomorrow's itinerary. The son retired first. Fan Bingru wanted to answer his son's words, but at this time, his throat was like a fish in his throat, and he was afraid that his son would see the clue, so he had to turn around and wave his hand weakly. Old Man Fan was really reluctant to let his son out of his sight at this time. In ancient times, merchants were like soldiers, and when they came to order, they had to leave.

Jiamu saw from his father's every move that the old father was reluctant and worried about his trip to Tibet, looking at the back of the old father, his heart was hot, and tears almost flowed out of his eyes, he hurriedly turned his head and walked towards his mother's room.

Jiamu walked out of his father's study, through a large living room, and to the southeast was his mother's bedroom. At this time, Jiamu slowed down, he was afraid of disturbing his mother, and when he was about to knock on the door, the door opened, and his mother stood in front of Jiamu with a smile and love. Jia Mu stepped forward and shouted happily: "Mother, my son sees you coming!" Jiamu Niang hurriedly took Jiamu's hands and said, "Mu'er, I haven't seen you for a day, and my mother's heart is empty, how did I talk to your father?" Your father didn't tell me the details, but I knew that this time the caravan was going to rush to the goods, and a lot of them were sick, and there was no one to act as an agent. Your father is looking for you, but let you take the lead? After listening to his mother's words, Jia Mu smiled, and while holding his mother's arm, he smiled and said, "Mother, it's not too late to help you into the house and sit down." Jiamu helped his mother to the concubine on the opposite bed and sat down, and his mother's eyes looked at Jiamu softly, and Jiamu brought the fragrant tea brewed on the wenge wood coffee table to his mother. Then he said, "Mother, the child asks for tea for his mother!" Jia Mu Niang took the tea handed over by her son, brushed off the floating tea with the lid of the teacup, only took a sip of tea, and put it down. Then he looked at Jiamu with his eyes intently, Jiamu was a little unnatural by his mother's demeanor, moved his Adam's apple, and then said: "Mother, don't look at your son with such serious eyes, now I will tell you the truth about the conversation with my father!" After listening to Jiamu's words, a smile bloomed on Jiamu's mother's face.

Five

After helping his mother to sit down, Jia Mu sat down beside her mother, and told her mother in detail the details of this time that he would lead the horse gang to complete the delivery task. At first, Jia Mu Niang listened attentively and relaxedly, but when she heard it for a long time, her face rose with worry that was imperceptible to outsiders. After listening to Jiamu's words, he said with a smile: "Mu'er, this time your father asked you to lead the team, one is to trust you, the other is to test you, the most important thing is to exercise your ability to adapt to the harsh environment, and the most important point can you guess?" After saying this, Jia Mu Niang's eyes contained a lot of love and expectations. Jiamu has been extremely endowed since he was a child, how can he not guess the truth. He said to his mother with a serious expression: "Mother, the child guessed a few points, you see if I guessed right." The most important point is that my father not only let me take on the heavy responsibility this time, but also the big business of the family in the future. Mother, did you say I guessed right? Jia Mu Niang listened to her son's wise answer and smiled knowingly.

Jiamu saw that his mother was so happy, and hurriedly brought the teapot and poured a new cup of tea for his mother. He put his hands in front of his mother: "Mother, just now, my son saluted the door tea, you barely took a few sips, our mother and mother have been talking for a long time, you are thirsty, and your son will serve you a cup of hot tea!" Jia Mu Niang looked at her son's filial piety, and said this again and again: "Good, good, good." "I took a few bites. She was very happy, and through a long talk with her son, she felt that her son was no longer a fledgling eagle under her wings. Now is the time for him to spread his wings and fly high. With such emotion in his heart, he reluctantly said to Jiamu: "Mu'er, tomorrow you have to walk a long way, you have to pack your luggage and prepare to bundle the goods, and you have to go to the Mabang Inn to set up tasks for the team members, do you want to mobilize and cheer up?" By the way, your daughter-in-law Kapok you have to settle down mentally. Is what Wei Niang said right? Jiamu listened to his mother's words, and his mother could be so open-minded and considerate, which he had expected a long time ago, and he was sincerely relieved and happy in his heart. Tongxin he was happy in his heart: this time my mother didn't think that she had traveled a little far away to collect rent and collect debts, and her mother had to shed tears. Ha, I'm relieved. Jiamu muttered to himself in his heart......

Jiamu here was a little slipping and muttering in his heart, and suddenly a voice interrupted Jiamu's thoughts: "Hello old lady, the young lady sent the maid Qingluan to ask the young master when he will return to the West Courtyard?" Jiamu came back to his senses at this time. Without waiting for him to reply, his mother spoke first: "Oh, it's a happy thing, Mu'er is in control of her own time, ask Mu'er about this!" ”

Jiamu, who came back to his senses, listened to his mother, returned to normal, and asked Mi Xi: "Why didn't you see Qingluan?" Mi Xi smiled and said: "The young master doesn't know, the young lady thought that you were still talking in the master's study, so she directly sent Qingluan to the master's study." Jiamu shook his head and said helplessly. Walked briskly in the direction of his father's study.

There is a reason for Jiamu's sigh, because he has been in his mother's bedroom for half a time, and after he left the study, his father also left there to rest, didn't Qingluan go to the air.

Jiamu was looking down and thinking and walking briskly, not looking ahead, and suddenly heard: "Alas! The crunch sound made Jiamu stop his feet. That's it, and I bumped into the person from the other side. When Jiamu looked closely, it was no one else who collided with him, it was the maid Qingluan he was looking for at this time. At this time, Qingluan couldn't care about being shy, straightened his sleeves, and asked anxiously: "Young master, has the master finished talking to you about things?" It's been so long, Miss is in a hurry, urging me to come, unfortunately, you are here with the old lady. I couldn't find you just now, so I'm in a hurry. After saying this, he seemed to feel inappropriate, and hurriedly changed his words: "It's our young lady who is in a hurry, it's not, urge me to come." After speaking, he made a grimace at Jiamu. Jiamu listened to Qingluan's words, and his heart was as sweet as honey. I thought: It's better to have a wife, some people are worried about someone and someone is hurting. Then he said to Qingluan who was standing in front of him: "You go back and tell Madame, just say that I have to go to the Fengyulou Inn, where I have a lot of things to do." I can only go back when I'm done, and it's almost an hour. After speaking, he was about to turn around and leave, but stopped Qingluan again: "By the way, Qingluan, my father and mother said that I would go to my parents' main room to eat together tonight." Then, you have to unleash the red cotton more, so as not to let her be burdened by my delivery. During my absence, I had to take care of her in my diet and daily life. I have more to say. ”

Qingluan Lian went to Fan Ren's West Chamber, and Jiamu here also strode towards the wind and rain building of his own caravan inn.

At this time, Jia Mu looked at the sky as he walked, and there was a large dark cloud swimming in the sky, and after a while, the clouds gathered and became a gray cloud. Jiamu said in his heart: "It's not good, it's going to rain." As soon as I finished speaking, the rain fell in an instant.

Jiamu trotted towards the Fengyulou Inn......

The heavy rain fell on the ground, and after a while, a mist formed on the ground, and when you looked into the sky, you could see the pouring rain curtain hanging down densely......

Although Jiamu in the rain ran fast, no matter how fast it was, it couldn't outrun the wind and rain, and they were raining and blowing unscrupulously...... It seems to be testing Jiamu.

Jiamu's body was already drenched, so he simply pulled up his trousers, so that he would not go through the wind and rain, and run faster. In the end, he is a young man, with a physique, a head and a foot, and that whirlwind run, like a leopard, swift and mighty.

After only a while, Jiamu ran up the stone bridge in a hurry, and then got off the stone bridge, and Cai arrived at his own Fengyulou Inn.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! A knock on the door startled the front desk guy at the inn. With the words: "Ah, here it is." Come on......" and the inn door opened. It was the guy on duty at the inn who called the guy who was called "Qian Jia". When he opened the door, he immediately smiled at Jiamu and said, "It's the young master, you can come, our guys are still worried that no one will take the lead this time, I heard that you are the young master?" Jiamu looked at Qian Jia and listened to what he said. smiled and asked him, "Who said I was going to act as your leader?" Disinformation! Find out who is spreading rumors! Qian Jia immediately pulled his head down and muttered timidly: "I heard it wrong, I heard it right." Jiamu looked at Qian Jia's two expressions that were completely different from when he first entered the house, and laughed out loud and said, "Uncle Qian, it's my nephew who is teasing you." You're right, my father asked me to act as an agent this time to take you on a trip to the goods. I'm here to see how everyone is tidying up. As soon as Jiamu's words were finished, Qian Jia patted his thigh and said, "Did I say, I never listened, the young master led us, we have confidence!" Then he opened his throat and shouted: "Guys, come quickly, the young master is here!" This voice didn't matter, his voice was already high, and on a rainy day, the inn was sparsely rested and quiet, and almost the entire inn resounded like a tweeter like Qian Jia.

Before all the voices fell, the sound of smashing footsteps came out of the rooms.

Jiamu watched the 52 big men come out one after another, so he stood in the middle of the inn hall and said with a solemn expression: "Ladies and gentlemen, this time to drive horses and transport goods is a difficult task, and it is difficult and risky, which can be seen from the amount of the target invested by the shipper. It is our Yunnan famous Pu'er tea and a batch of exquisite purple sand tea sets, the important thing is that the purple sand tea set is a fragile product, thousands of miles away, to be transported to the destination intact, but it is not an easy task. But where the risk is, so is the courage. Isn't it, guys? As soon as Jiamu's words fell, more than 50 people from the horse gang shouted in unison: "No matter how big the risk is, people will win the day!" Jiamu listened to the loud declaration of the horse gang, and tears of emotion rolled in his eyes, but he endured it. Firmly and loudly said to the guys: "Everyone is so determined, I am relieved." In this way, immediately start to go to the stable to see how the horseshoes are worn, and tonight the horses will be fed good bean cake and soybean meal. Rain gear and boots and socks are provided with an extra set for each person. I'll go to Qian Jia to get it later. Let's take a look at the whips, saddles, and pedals that need to be carefully maintained, and we are the farthest way we have to go. I'll lead you to bundle up the goods in a while, and leave early in the morning, so you have to pack up today, so as not to get up too early and be in a hurry. ”

After listening to Young Master Jiamu's order, everyone sincerely admired him in their hearts, and admired him for being thoughtful and capable.

Six

Jiamu arranged all the matters in the caravan at the Fengyulou Inn, and it was already the time to hold the lights. I silently thought in my heart: I only went home for most of the day, and the red cotton tree must be in a hurry. So I quickened my pace and walked quickly in the direction of home.

Here, Fan Ren's family at home saw that her husband had not returned when he saw the lamp, although he knew that his husband was worried about the goods of the horse gang tomorrow, but he was still worried and anxious. At this time, she is not sitting, nor is she standing. The heart is really like a hundred claws scratching the heart, and the taste is indescribable. At this time, Qingluan walked in, looked at Fan Ren's anxious expression, and said with pity: "Miss, the young master has not returned now, you must be in a hurry, why don't I go to the master of the upper room again and ask?" After listening to Qingluan's words, Fan Ren's family became even more anxious, but she must be from a beautiful background. suppressed the anxiety in his heart at this time, and said to the maid Qingluan with a smile: "I know that what you said is for my good, but you have already been to the old man in the upper room to ask once, and I always ask like this again and again, one to disturb the second elder, and the other to show that I am too childish, I don't trust the young master, and there is ......" Before she could finish what she wanted to say, Qingluanzui quickly picked up the next sentence: "There is also the fear that the old man and the old lady will say that the young master is a strict wife!" After Qingluan finished speaking, he smiled and bent his eyebrows, and then covered his lips with his thin fingers. Fan Ren, who was on the other side, said angrily after listening to Qingluan's words: "It's the opposite! Is this a matter of humility? Fifty boards of rods! How happy is this thug? Qingluan knew that Miss was teasing her, and said casually: "Slave obeys the order to announce the thug Yixi, Miss, I'll go right away!" Then, the slender figure of the playful maid Qingluan flew away like a swallow.

This Fan Ren watched his personal maid Qingluan return to his house. Also because of Qingluan's teasing just now, his mood was naturally much more relaxed. But he still couldn't sit still, so he simply paced around the room...... At this moment, she heard a knock on the door, and she walked quickly to open the door, but saw that the small figure of Qingluan in front of her had already walked to the door. He also said in his mouth: "Here, here!" As soon as the door opened, Qingluan flashed to the right side of the door, Jiamu walked quickly to Fan Ren's face, took her hands, and said with concern: "Madam, it's getting late, look, your hands are so cold, why do you want to come out and open the door in person?" Didn't Qingluan open the door in front of you? Fan Ren was a little embarrassed, but only smiled and did not answer. Because of Jiamu's question, if she answered truthfully, she would be embarrassed to be reserved, and second, Qingluan would hear it when she closed the door at the back, and she was afraid of embarrassment.

The two walked hand in hand to the bedroom.

Seven

Seven

As soon as the maid Qingluan left, Jiamu was a little anxious and pulled his wife to the bedroom of the two......

Entering the house, without waiting for Fan Ren's to stand firm, Jiamu took his wife in his arms, and muttered endlessly: "Red cotton, I haven't seen you for a long time, but I want to hurt me!" Do you miss me......" Fan Ren didn't answer, letting Jiamu's strong arms wrap around him. She reveled in Jiamu's warmth......

Just as the two of them were intoxicated with the warmth of the two-person world, they only heard the sound of talking in the outer room, and the voices were two people. I only heard one person say: "Qingluan, the master sent me to Xuan Young Master and Young Lady to go to the room for dinner, please pass by!" Qingluan: "I know, I'll go back to Young Master Bing and Miss Bing immediately." Then Jiamu and his wife saw through the half-open window lattice that the figure of Mi Xi disappeared into the curtain. The conversation between Yi Xi and Qingluan was really heard by the two people in the house, and Fan Ren said to Jiamu: "Don't patronize the feelings of the two of us, the second elder is still waiting for us to eat, get up quickly!" Change out the soiled clothes that went to clean the inn, and wait, I'll go to the closet and get you a new change. ”

After a while, Fan Renshi brought Jiamu's clothes, the two of them were dressed neatly, walked out of the house, and when they reached the door of the maid Qingluan's room, Fan Renshi knocked on the door: "Qingluan, are you inside?" Immediately, a crunchy voice replied, "Miss, I'm there, what do you command?" As he spoke, Qingluan replied and walked out of the door with the last buckle. Fan Ren said: "I don't have any instructions, I just want to ask you to go to the second elder's upper room for a meal." No, the young master is going out tomorrow, and he may come back on the eighth day of the month, and tonight's meal will be more abundant, so I asked you to go with me. Qingluan was flattered and hurriedly said: "Miss, the master and servant are at the same table, this is unacceptable!" You two husband and wife, go and eat more for me, and I will be satisfied. Fan Ren listened to the sensible and interesting words of the maid Qingluan. smiled and said: "Qingluan has always been sensible and polite, if you insist on not going, we will go, in this way, I will come back and bring you some." Qingluan was not easy to refuse, and said to Fan Ren with a smile: "Miss, go quickly, otherwise the old man and the old lady will be in a hurry." ”

Bidding farewell to Qingluan, Jiamu and his wife walked on the way to the family banquet prepared by their parents.