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 the Dajin. The news must be made known to the Dahan as soon as possible, otherwise the later the situation would become worse.

It was also true that he ran all the way, sleeping in the open, and even encountered a pack of wolves that almost turned into wolf dung, and finally got him to Shengjing.

At this time, after running back and forth, he had obviously lost weight. He also had a haggard face and messy hair. When someone who didn't know looked at it, he thought that this was a savage who emerged from the deep mountains and forests.

Fan Wencheng straightened up on the horse's back and rubbed his face hard with both hands. He knew about his current appearance, but he did not deliberately organize it.

He looked at the tall city walls of Shengjing and breathed a sigh of relief. After going to see Dahan first, he went home to take a shower, had a beautiful meal, and then let his wife massage her back and relax completely.

After rubbing his face, Fan Wencheng seemed a little more energetic. He immediately "driven" and urged the horse to run again.

Shengjing is getting closer and closer, and many Han slaves can be seen working under the whip of the Jurchens on the farmlands on both sides. He is slightly disdainful in his heart. People who have no skills and do not know how to judge the situation are destined to be trampled under his feet.

The sparse pedestrians on the official road saw this knight in Jurchen costume running all the way, and they were puzzled and they all avoided them.[

Fan Wencheng saw some Jurchens avoiding him, and a sense of pleasure surged in his heart. This pleasure came from the release of self-psychological remission after long-term oppression. He usually did not dare to have any expression on Jurchens, but he could only take advantage of the situation and be proud.

While urging the horse to run wildly, he felt happy. Suddenly, a team came out of the city gate in front, blocking the path he had to go into the city.

Although it was far away, he could still see that the team was a funeral team. It was not very large in scale and was buried so early. It should not be a powerful family in the city.

While Fan Wencheng was guessing who might be, he was getting closer and closer to the team.

The team saw a Jurchen knight running towards the official road, and was scared and stopped.

It seemed that after discussing it, I avoided the side of the official road and gave up a way to the city.

When Fan Wencheng saw him in the distance, he felt even more contemptuous. He must have been suspicious of the inferior. He was too lazy to guess, and leaned down and fell regularly with the horse under his crotch, trying to maintain speed.

When Fan Wencheng met this funeral team, he glanced at the corner of his eyes out of human instinct.

It just so happened that Fan Wencheng saw two tablets in the funeral team, which was a little blurry. It took a few seconds to react in his mind, as if he was more familiar with it.

Fan Wencheng suddenly realized that one of the tablets seemed to have his name written on it. He was shocked and quickly stopped the horse.

The war horse did not expect that when it was running, the owner would force himself to pull himself. He immediately stood upright and made a long "其其" protest. Then, due to inertia, the front hooves fell down and then stopped a few steps forward.

Fan Wencheng's riding skills were amazing, as if it was stuck to the horse's back. After the horse stood firm, he took the reins, turned around and ran towards the funeral procession.

The funeral team had just returned to the official road and was about to continue moving forward cryingly, but when they heard the voice of the Jurchen knight's war horse that had just passed by, they turned around and looked over.

They were already extremely afraid of the Jurchens, and when they found that the knight was coming to them, they were even more frightened, thinking that the Jurchen knight had just been dissatisfied with it.

A few timid people behind the team saw the knight coming towards them, and were about to approach. When their legs became weak, they knelt down and cried, "Slaves, please stop them, spare them."[

When the others saw it, they were waiting to kneel down.

But the Jurchen suddenly said loudly in Chinese with a surprised tone: "Fan Liu, what's wrong?"

Fan Liu heard the voice familiar. He looked up and looked at the Jurchen knight carefully. He suddenly realized that he looked a bit like a master, so he was stunned.

"Fan Liu, Xiao Cui, what's wrong?" Fan Wencheng was anxious and asked loudly again.

Xiao Cui is Fan's maid. That day, she witnessed Fan Da being killed and Fan being robbed. She already had prejudice in her heart. When she saw that this man looked the same as the master, she also had a similar voice.

Xiao Cui, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly jumped up and ran to the front of the team. While escaping, she shouted in panic: "No, the master's ghost is here, no..."

Fan Wencheng was completely confused and he was not dead. Why did he think he was dead? He turned over and got off the horse, then walked towards Fan Liu, shouting, "What the hell is going on?"

Xiao Cui's words and deeds caused panic among some people, and the team was a little confused. The 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. Apart from being a little dirty and messy, Fan Wencheng looked the same as the usual master.

He looked carefully for a while and suddenly exclaimed: "Master, are you still alive?"

"Aren't I fine? I'll talk nonsense in broad daylight. Be careful of my family's law." Fan Wencheng was anxious when he knew something was wrong, but he couldn't help but be anxious and angry when these people were talking nonsense.

Fan Liu was confirmed and it turned out that the master was still alive. During this period, the Fan family had no backbone and was bullied by the Jurchens to death. When he saw the master come back, he burst into tears.

When the others saw it, they looked at the sun on their heads and then at Fan Liu. Finally, they believed that the master was still alive. "Hula" all surrounded him and cried in a panic.

Fan Wencheng's head was crying loudly, and he grabbed Fan Liu's collar and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

Fan Liu was caught by Fan Wencheng, and then stopped crying and said, "Fan Da returned alone and was killed without having time to explain. The wife was robbed, and the old woman was so angry that she died, wuwu..."

As he talked, he started crying again, it was so miserable.

When Fan Wencheng heard this, he felt like a bolt from the blue. Why did so many things suddenly happen at home?

He stretched out his empty right hand, slapped back and forth on both sides, slapped Fan Liu's face and swollen, then shouted coldly: "What the hell is going on?"

Fan Liu was afraid of being beaten by the master again, so he told him the details.

It turned out that Xiao Cui and two sedan chair bearers witnessed the story that day. They thought Fan Wencheng and Fan Er were killed when they went out for a business trip. Fan Da ran alone to return the letter, but was chopped by Duoduo and his wife was stolen.

They went back to report to Fan Wencheng's mother with all their own experiences and guesses. Fan Wencheng's mother had high blood pressure. When she heard it, her blood pressure suddenly increased and she died.

The root of these things comes from Dodo, one of the eight major Baylors, but his power is the existence that these people look up to.

Although they had thought about seeking grievances and wanting to get their wife back, it was possible that the Khan had to make the decision. However, Fan Dafan Er, who often went out to do business with the master, had the most courage and knew more people, died. In order to reduce trouble, Fan Wencheng told them that few people went out on the streets, and none of them had the courage to go to the palace to see the Khan.

In the end, he had to hold the funeral for the master and the old woman first. As for the future, he still didn't know what to do.

Fan Wencheng understood the incident and his mind went blank. After a while, he came to his senses.

Duoduo bullied himself again and again, which was unbearable. Fan Wencheng's expression slowly changed from the paleness just now to the redness, and his eyes were red.

Fan Liu and other family members were scared and quickly called the master.

Fan Wencheng was called to his senses by them and shouted sternly: "Come on, carry the coffin and follow me to sue the emperor."

After Fan Wencheng finished speaking, he turned around and led the war horse and strode towards Shengjing Gate.

The Fan family looked at Fan Wencheng's hideous face and did not dare to disobey it. They all took their own positions, turned their direction, and followed Fan Wencheng.

It was only a few hundred steps away from Shengjing Gate, but Fan Wencheng seemed to have exhausted his strength due to the days of rushing. He walked slowly and slowly, and stopped at about a hundred steps away from Shengjing Gate.

He turned around and said to Fan Liudao: "Take me the filial piety clothes on you, and then go home and wait for me."

"Master, it would be better to carry the coffin to sue the emperor." Fan Liu had the backbone and took the courage to give Fan Wencheng a suggestion.

"Do whatever you want to do." Fan Wencheng's face turned gloomy and shouted sternly.

Fan Liu was shocked and did not dare to say anything anymore, so he quickly took off his clothes and gave them to the master.

Fan Wencheng put the mourning clothes outside, then turned over and went away by himself.
Chapter completed!