When Fan Wencheng saw Shengjing, there were not many pedestrians on the road.
He knew how much impact the destruction of the Shanxi merchants would have on Dajin. This news must be known to the Great Khan as soon as possible, otherwise the later he responds, the worse the situation will become.
It was precisely because of this that he ran all the way, slept in the open air, and even encountered a pack of wolves and almost turned into wolf dung, which finally made him reach Shengjing.
At this time, after running back and forth like this, his body has obviously lost weight. In addition, his face is haggard and his hair is disheveled. At first glance, people who don't know think he is a savage who came out of the deep mountains and old forests.
Fan Wencheng straightened up on the horse and rubbed his face vigorously with both hands. He was aware of his current appearance, but he did not deliberately tidy it up.
He looked at the tall city walls of Shengjing and breathed a sigh of relief. After going to see the Khan first, he went home and took a good bath, had a nice meal, and then let his wife rub his back to completely relax.
After rubbing his face, Fan Wencheng seemed more energetic. Then he made a "drive" sound and urged his horse to run again.
Shengjing was getting closer and closer, and in the farmland on both sides, many Han slaves could be seen working under the whips of the Jurchens. He felt a little disdainful in his heart. Those who have no skills and do not know how to assess the situation are destined to be trampled under their feet.
The few passers-by on the official road saw this knight in Jurchen attire running all the way, and they were puzzled and fled away.[
Fan Wencheng saw that some Jurchens were also avoiding him, and he felt a sense of pleasure in his heart. This pleasure came from the fact that the Han people were usually inferior to the Jurchens and a kind of self-psychological release after being oppressed for a long time. He usually did not dare to treat women
The real person has a certain face, and he can only feel proud of taking advantage of it at this time.
He was urging his horse to run wildly, feeling happy in his heart. Suddenly, a team came out of the city gate in front of him, blocking his only way to enter the city.
Although it was far away, he could still tell that the procession was a funeral procession. It was not very large, and it was buried so early. It was probably not from a powerful family in the city.
Fan Wencheng was guessing in his mind who it might be, while getting closer and closer to that team.
When the team saw a Jurchen knight running towards the official road, they were frightened and stopped.
It seems that after some discussion, they avoided the official road and made way into the city.
When Fan Wencheng saw it from a distance, he felt even more contempt in his heart. He must be a low-class person. He didn't bother to guess. He crouched down and followed the horse's galloping, rising and falling regularly, trying to maintain his speed.
When Fan Wencheng met this funeral procession, he glanced at it out of the corner of his eye out of human instinct to gossip.
Fan Wencheng happened to see the two memorial tablets in the funeral procession, which were a bit blurry. It took a few seconds for him to react in his mind, as if he was familiar with them.
Fan Wencheng suddenly realized that one of the tablets seemed to have his name written on it. He was shocked and quickly reined in his horse.
The war horse didn't expect that when it was running, its owner would strangle itself hard. It immediately stood upright and made a long "咴咴咴" sound in protest. Then due to inertia, its front hooves dropped and took a few steps forward before stopping.
Fan Wencheng's riding skills were quite impressive, as if he was glued to the horse's back. After the horse stood firm, he pulled the reins, turned around, and ran toward the funeral procession.
The funeral procession had just returned to the official road and was about to continue marching in mourning when they heard the sound of the Jurchen knight's horse that had just passed behind them and turned their heads to look over.
They were already extremely afraid of the Jurchens, and when they saw the knight approaching them, they were even more frightened, thinking that they had just dissatisfied the Jurchen knight.
When a few timid people at the back of the team saw the knight coming toward them, they were about to get closer. Their legs gave out and they knelt down, crying: "The slaves are trying to stop me, please spare the slaves." [
When other people saw him, they also knelt down.
But the Jurchen suddenly said loudly in Chinese with a surprised tone: "Fan Liu, what's going on?"
Fan Liu heard the voice was familiar. He raised his head and took a closer look at the Jurchen knight. Suddenly he found that he looked a bit like the master, so he froze there.
"Fan Liu, Xiaocui, what happened?" Fan Wencheng was anxious and asked loudly again.
Xiaocui was Fan's maid. She witnessed Fan Da being killed and Fan being robbed that day. She already had a prejudice in her heart. She saw that this man looked the same as the master and had a similar voice.
Xiaocui, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly jumped up and ran towards the front of the team. As he ran away, he shouted in panic: "It's not good, the master's ghost is here, it's not good..."
Fan Wencheng was completely confused. He was not dead, so why did he think he was dead? He turned over and dismounted, then walked towards Fan Liu, shouting: "What's going on?"
Xiao Cui's words and deeds caused some people to panic, and the team was a bit chaotic. Pedestrians in the distance did not dare to approach and stayed there to watch the fun.
However, Fan Liu had never experienced what happened that day. Fan Wencheng looked just like his usual master except for being a little messier.
He looked carefully for a while and suddenly exclaimed: "Master, are you still alive?"
"Aren't I a good person? If I talk nonsense in broad daylight, be careful of my family." Fan Wencheng knew something had happened and was anxious, but these people were talking nonsense, and he couldn't help but feel anxious and angry.
Fan Liu got confirmation that his master was indeed alive. During this period, the Fan family lost its backbone and was bullied to death by the Jurchens. When he saw his master coming back, he burst into tears.
When the others saw it, they looked at the sun above their heads and then at Fan Liu, finally believing that the master was still alive. They all gathered around him and burst into tears.
Fan Wencheng's head was so full from crying that he grabbed Fan Liu's collar and asked, "What's going on?"
When Fan Liu was caught by Fan Wencheng, he stopped crying and said: "Fan Da came back alone and was killed before he could explain anything. His wife was robbed, and the old woman was so angry that she whined..."
As I spoke, I started crying again, it was so miserable.
When Fan Wencheng heard this, he was like a bolt from the blue. Why did so many things suddenly happen at home?
He stretched out his free right hand and slapped Fan Liu back and forth with both sides, making Fan Liu's face swollen. Then he shouted coldly: "What's going on?"
Fan Liu was afraid of being beaten by his master again, so he told the story in detail.
It turns out that Xiaocui and two bearers witnessed what happened that day and thought that Fan Wencheng and Fan Er were killed when they were out on business. Fan Da ran alone to report the letter, but was chopped down by Duduo and his wife was taken away.
They went back and reported what they saw with their own eyes and what they had guessed and heard to Fan Wencheng's mother. Fan Wencheng's mother had high blood pressure. Upon hearing this, her blood pressure suddenly went too high and she died.
The roots of these things all come from Dodo, one of the eight Baylors, but his power is something that these people look up to.
Although they thought about redressing their grievances and getting their wives back, the Khan had to make the decision to make this possible. But Fan Dafan Er, who usually went out with the master to do things, was the most courageous and knew many people, also died.
. The remaining Fan family members were told by Fan Wencheng to rarely go out on the streets in order to reduce trouble, but no one had the courage to go to the palace to ask for an audience with the Khan.
In the end, I had no choice but to organize the funeral for the old man and the old woman. As for the future, I didn't know what to do.
When Fan Wencheng understood what happened, his mind went blank. It took a while before he came back to his senses.
Duduo bullied him again and again, which was unbearable. Fan Wencheng's complexion slowly changed from pale to red, and his eyes were completely red.
Fan Liu and other family members looked frightened and quickly called for the master.
Fan Wencheng was called to attention by them and shouted sternly: "Come on, carry the coffin and follow me to file a complaint."
After Fan Wencheng finished speaking, he turned around, took the horse, and strode towards the gate of Shengjing.
The Fan family members looked at Fan Wencheng's ferocious expression and did not dare to disobey him. They all took their places, turned around, and followed Fan Wencheng.
It was only a few hundred steps away from the Shengjing City Gate, but Fan Wencheng seemed to have exhausted all his energy due to the long days of walking. He walked slower and slower, and he was about a hundred steps away from the Shengjing City Gate.
Stopped.
He turned around and said to Fan Liu: "Take off your mourning clothes to me, and then go home and wait for me."
"Master, it would be better to carry the coffin and complain to the emperor." Fan Liu had the courage to give Fan Wencheng a suggestion because he had a backbone.
"Just do whatever I ask you to do." Fan Wencheng shouted sternly with a gloomy face.
Fan Liu was so excited that he didn't dare to say anything, so he quickly took off his clothes and gave them to the master.
Fan Wencheng put on his mourning clothes, then got on his horse and went off by himself.