The cracked snuff bottle fragments cut Fan Sanba's hand and blood dripped onto the quilt.ΩΔ

Liu was so scared that he hurriedly took a veil to wrap it up, but Fan Sanba pushed her away suddenly. Liu was unstable and fell to the ground and screamed softly. When the servant saw it, he was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to help the young grandmother up.

Seeing his wife's slightly erect belly, Fan Sanba felt a little regretful. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't speak. He just sat there in a daze, staring at the blood on the quilt.

The blood gradually solidified, but the broken porcelain was still in the hands.

"uncle."

Liu shouted softly. Fan Sanba looked at her, sighed, and waved her to go down. Liu had no choice but to exit the house with his servant. The moment the door was closed, Liu saw her husband suddenly buried his head in the quilt and cried in a muffled voice.

The servants heard the master's crying, but no one dared to whisper. They just thought they didn't hear anything, but they were worried and frightened in their hearts. They didn't know what happened. They only knew that the master of the head of the family had been put into prison and the young master was also injured by the officers and soldiers. This was something that he dared not even think about in the past.

Liu is also tired, physically and mentally.

"Everyone goes down and rest."

When the servants heard the young grandmother's voice, they were like being pardoned, and they all stepped down gently.

Liu stood there for a while until her husband cried and stopped hearing the sound of her two close maids helping her to rest.

Maybe, when you wake up, the master will come back.

The Fan Courtyard is the same as before

The Fan family courtyard was very large, because the Qing emperor issued a special order to give the property, so the construction was very large. The lintel of the atrium was inlaid with stone carvings of "Imperial Merchants" certificates given by the Internal Affairs Treasury. In addition to hanging portraits of the Fan family ancestors, Zhonghe Hall also enshrines the imperial edict of the House of Civil Affairs to the Fan family given to the Fan family by the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty.

In the eyes of the Fan family, that imperial edict is more important than the ancestors. Without this imperial edict, the Fan family was just an ordinary Shanxi merchant. With this imperial edict, the Fan family was the imperial merchant of the Qing Dynasty.

As long as the Qing Dynasty lasted for ten thousand years, his Fan family would have been ten thousand years. This is the reward for the Qing Dynasty to serve the Qing Dynasty for thirty years, and the return of the Fan family’s investment for thirty years.

The Fan family will not care about the world calling them traitors, they are businessmen, and what they want is profit.

If the Qing Dynasty could bring them benefits, they did nothing wrong.

Businessmen are pursuing profits, what's wrong!

"It is a wealthy person who can seek it. Even if a whip holds a whip, can it be done? The world is prosperous and prosperous for profit, and the world is prosperous for profit. The king of thousands of vehicles, the marquis of thousands of families, and the king of hundreds of families are still worried about poverty, let alone the people who have households."

This sentence by Saint Confucius and Fan Yongdou's family precepts are engraved on the pillars of Zhonghetang. Every descendant of the Fan family can see the family precepts when worshiping his ancestors: "Be a person first when doing business, and be a person first when cultivating virtue."

After the young grandmother left, Mr. Zhao was still waiting for news in the wing room outside Zhonghe Hall. These days, the Fan family used all manpower and material resources to specially stop a business to convey the news from the provincial capital. After decades of savings, the Fan family not only obtained huge family property, but also had a strong foundation. Those who conveyed messages to the Fan family were fast horses and high-quality Mongolian horses, and those messengers were also good at gangs who were traversing the outside world, and there were many elite soldiers from the front nine borders of the Ming Dynasty.

Fan Yongdou was captured by the officers and soldiers. If the person who came was not the officers and soldiers, the Fan family could easily mobilize no less than a thousand armed forces in Zhangjiakou. If they had enough time, they could call more. These people were nominally the Fan family's servants and servants, but in fact they were private soldiers of the Fan family. However, the existence of these private soldiers was to protect the Fan family's caravan and supported by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, so no one dared to inquire.

Qian Shiyong was the private soldier of the Fan family. He had just returned from Outer Mongolia and had not had time to receive the reward and rest for a few days, but was sent to the provincial capital by his housekeeper Zhao Fu. The dozens of good men who came back with the caravan went to the provincial capital with him.

When Qian Shiyong came back, his horse was already gasping for white foam and would die at any time. But Qian Shiyong no longer cared about the horse. He rushed to the door, slapped hard, and shouted.

The lanterns hanging on both sides of the gate were shaking in the cold wind, and Qian Shiyong's vision flickered.

The door was slowly opened, Qian Shiyong rushed in and said a few words to Butler Zhao who had been waiting for news. Butler Zhao felt cold on the spot, and then rushed to find the young lady like crazy.

Fan Sanba suddenly felt as if he was shaking, and there seemed to be crying in his ears.

He was shocked, opened his eyes and saw that his wife was shaking him. When he saw that the house was full of people, butler Zhao was there, his father's concubines were there, and his two uncles and aunts were there, and everyone had tears on his face.

Fan Yong put his four-year-old son Fan Yuxin in the arms of his nurse and looked at his father lying on the bed curiously.

"this"

Fan Sanba was shocked and stood up suddenly, shouting to his wife: "What happened? Why are you all crying!" But no one answered him, and instead cried even more sadly.

Fan San burst into tears, grabbed his wife's hand, and asked in a trembling voice: "Is something wrong with my father?"

Liu was just choking and she was frightened.

"Stop crying, talk quickly!" Fan Sanba was anxious.

Fan Sanba's second uncle Fan Yongqin was about to speak, but Butler Zhao suddenly knelt on the ground and cried: "Young Master, news comes from the provincial capital that the court is going to behead the entire Fan family!"

As soon as Housekeeper Zhao finished speaking, Liu cried loudly on her husband, and her body kept shaking. Everyone cried even louder, which was a cry of fear.

"What? Impossible, Impossible!"

Fan Sanba didn't believe it at all, he would never believe it. His father had been to the Forbidden City. The emperor personally gave him a banquet and gave him a yellow jacket, named his family as an imperial merchant, and carried his family into the Ministry of Internal Affairs. How could he have to behead his Fan family?

This is impossible, absolutely impossible!

Fan Sanba couldn't believe it, his face turned red and he clenched his fists tightly. Because he used too much force, he immediately tore the solidified wound and blood dripped down again.

Fan Yongqin held back his tears and said in grief: "Sanba is true. The news was made by people from the provincial capital who spent a lot of money from the governor's yamen. The person who reported the news was rushing to raid the city that our officers and soldiers left in front of us. At this time, the officers and soldiers were afraid that they would come! Our Fan family is finished."

Fan Sanba seemed to be struck by lightning, and his whole body stayed there, and his chest was filled with blood. "Ah!" screamed and spewed out a mouthful of black blood, and he raised his head and fell down.

"Uncle! Uncle!"
Chapter completed!