Gangnam Province, Gwangneung Province.

"A line of egrets flew out of the sky, counting the sand gulls and falling in Zhu Township; Thousands of acres of fertile land are full of golden light, and thousands of mountains and fertile soil are bathed in the morning light. ”

It is at this time outside Guangling Mansion, the streams and rice fields are intertwined, a land of fish and rice, and the mountains, forests, valleys, and rivers are full of busy scenes of mountain farmers.

On the southeastern outskirts of Quang Ling Province, thousands of farmers are busy in the fields with ox carts.

Even though it was early in the morning, sweat was still dripping down the farmer's forehead and thick arms on the ridges beneath his feet.

Not far from the rice field, at the foot of the mountain stream, a bronze cast ice sword at each of the four corners of the pavilion exudes a faint cool air.

Looking at the scorching heat in front of him, Xu Fan took a deep breath of fresh air, and as a result, a fragrance was still mixed with a little hot air pouring in.

"It's hot enough!"

Choked by this hot current, Xu Fan picked up the worn-out gourd in the ice on the side, and drank a few sips of pear blossom white before suppressing the heat wave.

Squinted at the dilapidated gourd held in his right hand, a flash of remembrance flashed in his eyes.

Xu Fan muttered to himself, "I didn't expect that there would be an old brother like you with me, but I don't know when I will wake up." ”

Half a month ago, Xu Fan woke up from his sleep and found that he had been reborn, a little lost, and more surprised and excited.

A moment ago, he was in a travail. The next moment, he was reborn into his previous life.

What a million years!

"Alas! Failed. It's not easy to be holy! Luckily, I can live a new life. ”

At this time, the worn-out gourd in the fair-skinned right hand was broken, and the pale yellow surface was covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

As an ordinary magic weapon that had accompanied him in his previous life, Xu Fan still didn't understand why the "True Solution Gourd" would be reborn with him.

He had been thinking about it for more than ten days, but he still had no clue, during which he could only nourish the broken gourd with pear blossom white, which was also the best wine he could find.

Remembering that "True Solution" used to be a drunken spirit, Xu Fan once again threw the dilapidated gourd into the ice jian, absorbing a faint cold air, and the dilapidated gourd did not change at all.

Left and right moved his neck, Xu Fan looked up, and there was no end to the sky at a glance.

"We can go home today."

"Really?"

The two Xufu servants in the pavilion all showed excited smiles, it had been almost three years since they moved to Xujiazhuang outside Guangling City with their young master.

I always thought that the old master could let the young master move back to the Xu Mansion in the city.

"Young master, is the master really willing to let you go back to Guangling City?" A young man, bowing down with a flattering smile on his face, asked softly.

Spit out the purple grape skin in his mouth, Xu Fan said coldly.

"Naturally, young master, how could I lie to you!"

The moment he woke up from rebirth, Xu Fan learned that he had been arranged by his father to Xujiazhuang outside Guangling City.

In the previous life, he was asked to move to Xujiazhuang outside the city the day after his father married the bride. Three years later, he was told by the Xu family that he could return home, but it turned out to be because of his father's death.

The entire Xu Mansion was controlled by Mrs. Wang, whom she had never met.

Later, he learned that Mrs. Wang had the support of the Jianghu gang Yinyangmen behind her, and the purpose of her marriage into the Xu Mansion was to seek to seize the Xu family's furniture industry.

And the two little servants beside him, one was a fine work arranged by Mrs. Wang, and the other turned out to be the son of Wang Shu of Nan'an.

Both are meticulous workmen.

The Xu family is a wealthy family in Jiangnan, with more than 10,000 servants, an annual income of 2 million, and a wealth of 30% of Jiangnan is in control.

Both sides of the Xu family, who secretly laid out Jiangnan, wanted to snatch this piece of fat.

"I'm going to see if the old man is really dead or fake. Last year, he even said that he had delivered one grain of rice less. ”

"The year before last, I handed in one grain of rice less. The year before last, I still paid one grain less rice. This is not a clear bully of Young Master Ben! ”

"For two years in a row, I said that the young master I handed in one grain of less rice, and I don't have to count it again this year!"

Xu Fan had a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth, looking in the direction of Guangling City, his voice was very soft, but the face of the little guy on the side became more and more pale, for fear that half a word would be heard in his ears, and he could still vaguely hear some words.

"Young Master, you will definitely be able to return to Guangling City this year."

"Yes, yes, young master, you came here to watch it in person this year, and those untouchables will definitely not dare to hide it privately."

"Young master, just relax, the little ones have sharp eyes."

"you!" Xu Fan kicked the little guy on his left hand side into the mud and said coldly. "Xu Xiaoqing, you also said this to Young Master Ben last year, Young Master, I haven't been in this broken manor for another year."

As soon as he stepped down, Xu Fan almost stumbled, but fortunately, the little guy on the right supported him.

"This body is too weak, otherwise you can return to Guangling City regardless of it." Xu Fan glanced at the dilapidated gourd placed in the ice book.

Xu Xiaoqing smiled innocently, got up from the grass with interest, held the worn-out wine gourd in both hands, and respectfully handed it to Xu Fan, "Young master, you have hope." As long as there is hope, you can return to Guangling, right? ”

Ignoring Xu Xiaoqing's unnutritious encouragement, Xu Fan picked up the shabby gourd and shook it, nodded with satisfaction, tied it around his waist, threw off the splendid clothes on his body, and stood still.

After pondering for a moment, he turned around and walked towards the head of Xujiazhuang Village at the other end of the stone bridge behind him, the cold color on his face suddenly disappeared, leaving only a warm smile.

Walking on the bluestone path, you can occasionally hear some chickens and dogs barking from the yard of Xujiazhuang.

Squatting under the stone archway at the other end of the stone bridge, looking at the stagnant water at his feet, Xu Fan could clearly see his thin figure reflected.

There was a ripple in the puddle of water, which was light and shallow.

Xu Fan chuckled, "It's here." ”

Turning his head sideways, he looked at the dozen or so fast horses that appeared on the mountain road not far away.

Xu Fan once again remembered his fugitive career in the previous life, and his father's entourage Xu Gengyun took his father's handwritten letter and asked him to leave Guangling as soon as possible.

Xu Fan, who was only fifteen years old at the time, believed that face, and kept wearing a harmless smile.

At that time, Xu Fan avoided the pursuit, not only from the disciples of the Yin and Yang Gate, but also from the dead soldiers of the Nan'an Palace, and even other forces hiding in the shadows, and finally escaped from Jiangnan, but fortunately, the Jinling Zhen family, who was close to the Xu family, came to the rescue.

All the wealth of the family fell into the hands of the king of Nan'an.

Therefore, the king of Nan'an can overwhelm the rest of the major families and occupy most of the south of the Yangtze River.

Xu Fan, who came to Jinling, almost became the son-in-law of the Zhen family, and was almost green.

Thinking of the sorrow of the previous life, Xu Fan shook his head, expelled those chaotic thoughts from his mind, slowly stood up, and faced the more than ten riders who were approaching on the mountain road, with the same expression on his face.

"Dada~"

There was a rush of horses' hooves, from far and near.

The middle-aged man led by a sweaty man, galloping on a horse, coming towards Xujiazhuang, the closer to the stone archway, the more desperately whipping the horsewhip. The sad voice of a middle-aged man came into Xujiazhuang.

"Young master, young master! Something big is wrong, something is wrong! ”

The middle-aged man tightly pulled the reins of the horse, jumped off the horse's back, and galloped in front of Xu Fan, his wrinkled face was full of sweat on his short stubble. Crying and mourning.

"The head of the house, the head of the house, the head of the house, he went!"