C274 Chicken Feathers Spread

Standing on a huge rock protruding from the Yellow River, watching his father and brother getting louder and louder, his ears filled with increasingly loud roars. . . A moment later, Fan Wenming hurried over.

As the saying goes, every family has a difficult scripture. In his deep memories, his three brothers had quarreled with his father, especially his second brother, Fan Wengong. For some reason, perhaps due to his incompatible nature with his father, he had to argue with him every day, whether big or small.

At this moment, after learning that his father and brother had quarreled over this piece of land, Fan Wengong felt that it was a little ridiculous that an intense quarrel broke out so early in the morning. Wasn't it just a piece of land? What was there to argue about? Wasn't it disgraceful?

Back then, after graduating from junior high school, he was unwilling to be like his parents, who worked hard all year round to farm. That was why he followed a few classmates and went to the southern coastal area to work. While earning big money, he also wanted to change his destiny of being born in the countryside.

"Dad, Liu, what are you arguing about?" Facing his father and brother, whose face was red and neck was thick, Fan Wenming's face was sullen. He said sternly, "It's so early in the morning, and it's like this?"

Seeing that his brother had come forward, Fan Wengong immediately pointed the spearhead at Fan Wenming and said angrily, "This is a matter between me and my father. What does it have to do with you? Go wherever you want to go. Don't get involved.

When he said that, he stared at his younger brother, who was dressed neatly and looked like a rich boss. He thought to himself, When you are suffering, you should stay far away. Now that you have the money, you will come back with your wife. You are thinking too much.

Fan Wenming was slightly stunned when he saw the other party suddenly turn his face. On the night that he just came back, Liu Wen came to the old house of the Fan family. When they met, they were very intimate and chatted happily. The father, son, and mother Wang Fang surrounded the stove and talked while eating roasted potatoes. The atmosphere was very harmonious.

However, they did not expect that the situation would change completely in just one night. The father and son actually quarreled early in the morning for the sake of this riverside land. Liu even saw him as an enemy and let him go wherever he wanted.

At this moment, seeing Liu's furious and fierce appearance, Fan Wengong knew very well that if he were to get involved in this conflict, the bad-tempered Fan Wengong might beat him up. In terms of fighting, he was definitely not Liu's match.

Therefore, Fan Wenming shot a hateful glance at Liu. He snorted heavily from his nostrils and walked to his father. With a calm expression, he advised, "Dad, say less. Don't lower yourself to his level. "

Then, he said sternly to Fan Wengong, "Dad is old. Can you give in a little? How big of a matter is it? No. Isn't it just a piece of land? Why do you have to be like this? Aren't you afraid that others will laugh at you?

At this moment, Fan Caixia also walked over and advised her father, "Dad, forget it. Forget it. Stop arguing. What if Grandpa gets angry?" She smiled bitterly and said to Fan Wenming: "Fourth Uncle, bring Grandpa back first. "

Just now, when she saw her father arguing with her grandfather, Fan Caixia was so scared that her heart was beating wildly. She did not dare to step forward to dissuade him. She knew that for the sake of this riverside land, her father had held back his breath, and just as he met her grandfather, he started quarreling with her.

Thus, in the early morning, the intense conflict between the father and son, under the urging of Fan Wenming and Fan Caixia, temporarily subsided with Fan Youmin's hateful departure.

In the next few days, Fan Wengong did not enter his father's house again, but Fan Wengong pestered his old father and asked him to tell the story of the Fan family's ancestors to win his father's favor.

Fan Youmin liked his youngest son very much when he saw that his son was so obedient. Therefore, on a cold night, he talked about a very proud thing that the ancestors of the Fan family had done.

That summer, a rumor suddenly spread on both sides of the Yellow River. Before people could figure out what it meant, when the sun had just risen, many people found an unknown letter in their courtyard.

This kind of ancient method of sending urgent and secret information was invented by their ancestors and passed down from their hands. According to the pre-arranged secret code, if they saw the letter, it meant that something very important was about to happen.

Early in the morning, the person who received the letter was nervous and nervous. He quietly opened the door in the room and saw that there were four words written on the paper with a thick black brush: "Replying to Han. "

What did this mean? At first, no one understood what it meant. Hence, various versions of the rumors spread like the wind on both sides of the Yellow River. The more they spread, the more mysterious it became. This kind of phenomenon could be described as "overwhelming. "

For a time, it made every village on both sides of the Yellow River panic. They jumped over the wall in panic. Many people, including those old men in their 70s and 80s, felt as if the end of the world was coming, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on them. They were very nervous and panicked.

When the sun had just set, every household hurriedly closed their doors and windows. Adults and children, men and women, old and old, hid in their own houses and did not dare to take a step outside, afraid that disaster would suddenly befall them.

In these villages, the most severe case scenario was the Fan family's ferry. Almost every household woke up in the same morning, and when they opened their doors after waking up, they saw this flyer that came out of nowhere.

Fan Shoubao also saw the invitation letter on this morning. However, he did not pick it up in a hurry like the others. Instead, he stood where he was and revealed a faint trace of surprise in his eyes. Then, he let out a long breath and thought to himself, The disaster has finally spread to Da An.

This Fan Shoubao was the father of Fan Tingfu, the old master of the Big Brother Association on both sides of the Yellow River in the future. His gaze coldly observed the invitation letter of Chicken Feather for a while before he picked it up and tore it open. When he saw the words "Replying to the Unyielding Han," a trace of worry could not help but surge onto his face.

This was because among the few workers working in his house, there was a young man called Lei Yinghu from the Northern Mang Mountain of Xingping County, which was located in the central plains of Shaanxi Pass. It was not long ago that he had come from his hometown to Daan to seek shelter from Fan Shoubao.

This Lei Yinghu's father, Lei Lizhong, was Fan Shoubao's best friend when he was alive. He was also a very courageous and cold kid. The two of them worked together under Shi Dakai for five to six years and became sworn friends.

Although many years had passed, Fan Shoubao still remembered it very clearly. That morning, the sun was overcast. At the Great Crossing River, Lei Lizhong said goodbye to his brothers who had gone through life and death with him and accompanied Shi Dakai into the Qing army camp, never coming back.

Later on, Fan Shoubao returned to his old home. With the gold and silver that he had secretly accumulated and the foundation of his ancestors, he became the richest man on both sides of the Yellow River. He also sent people to bring the silver and silver to Xianxi Xingping to look for Lei Lizhong's family members. He wanted to bring them to Daan to pay for saving his life.

However, Lei Lizhong's wife had sent a message to Fan Tingfu saying that if that day came, she would automatically come to Daan to seek refuge with Fan Tingfu. Now, it was not the day to seek help.

Faced with such a bold answer, Fan Shoubao could only smile bitterly and sigh with emotion. Hero Lei Li! In his previous life, his wife was not a coward. She was very ambitious.

Not long ago, Lei Lizhong's son, Lei Yinghu, actually took the initiative to seek refuge. The moment they met, he burst into tears and said, "Uncle Fan, my mother asked me to find you. " Fan Shoubao was very surprised.

That night, after listening to Lei Yinghu's narration, Fan Shoubao finally understood that a very cruel revenge on the Great Han had taken place in the north of the Mang Mountain. Other than Lei Yinghu, the rest of the family members had all died in this unprecedented bloody revenge.

Immediately after that, Lei Yinhu told them the reason for this revenge. It was said that a few returnees from Wei Nan in Shaanxi had bought bamboo poles from the Han in Hua Zhou. In the end, two returnees were killed on the spot.

The remaining returnees went to the authorities to complain, but they were scolded instead. Following which, Wei Nan's regiment leader, Bai Xiangsheng, killed 17 returnees using the excuse of capturing the spies of the Taiping Army. Two days later, he led a group training and set fire to the villages where the returnees lived in during the night.

This incident directly triggered the long-standing conflict between the two parties, which became the trigger for a large-scale revenge. Moreover, it became more and more intense. The cruelest massacres of the Han people were carried out back and forth, and the cruelest revenge was done by the Han people.

In this mass massacre of the Han, some of the villages that were gathered by the Han people were burned into white land by the returnees, and some of the villages that were returnees were also killed by the Han people until not even a single person was left alive. Even a small village called "Wu Tun" was completely wiped out from the earth.

Lei Yinhu cried and cried for the middle of the night before falling asleep. After listening to what had happened, Fan Shoubao was deeply worried. He vaguely realized that this revenge on Han might have just begun.

Daan was closely connected to Shaanxi's Ningxia. There were many mosques built on both sides of the Yellow River, and many people lived there. In history, these people were very united and fierce. It could be said that if one family was in trouble, they would provide full support.

Fan Shoubao was secretly worried that if this revenge massacre started in Shaanxi, if it could not be settled soon, it would spread to Daan soon. It was impossible that it would not affect the old times here.

At the same time, there were also some Han in Da An that were affected by this. They had started to contact each other privately and were ready to cause trouble. This mysterious thread was a very obvious signal.

Thus, the next morning, Fan Shoubao called his son Fan Ting Fu Fan Ting Gui over. The father and son held a very secretive family meeting to discuss how to deal with the upcoming revenge.

"The matter in Shaanxi will affect us sooner or later. We have to make preparations early. " After introducing the situation of the revenge in the Great Han, Fan Shoubao took out the hairpin and said with a slightly worried expression, "You two brothers, tell us what you think. What should we do?"

"What should we do? This is very easy to handle. " Seeing that his father was very worried, the hot-blooded Fan Tingfu only sneered slightly, raised the chicken feather in his hand, and said coldly, "Instruct the brothers to try not to start a conflict with the old. Even if they deliberately provoke the Fan Family, they must restrain themselves. "

After two hundred years of settling down, at this time, the Fan Family was rich and powerful. They controlled a fleet and their business spread all over the Lan Province Silver River. It could be said that they were very famous on both sides of the Yellow River.

One night before Fan Shoubao received the chicken feather post, it was late at night. Someone had already secretly come to the Fan household from Da An County and paid a visit to the eldest young master of the Fan family, Fan Tingfu, under the cover of the night.

The person who came was the leader of the 'Three Syndicate' on the other side of the Yellow River, Lu Hai. He was very dark and cruel. People in the pugilistic world called him 'Black Tiger'. The Three Syndicate and the group in the eastern pass of the county had a deep grudge. They had quarreled many years and many times, and there was no winner or loser.

Lu Hai had long heard about the revenge in Shaanxi back to the Great Han. He felt that this was a good opportunity to get rid of the Old Man of Daan. However, he also felt that the Three Syndicate was weak and could not defeat the Old Man of Daan. He thought of the Fan family, which had many people, and wanted to work with Fan Tingfu to get rid of those old men.

Regarding Fan Shoubao, the head manager of the Fan family, Lu Hai had only heard of his name and did not know anyone. However, after interacting with his eldest son Fan Tingfu a few times, he knew that Fan Shoubao was even more powerful than his father, Fan Shoubao.

According to the rules of the martial arts world, Fan Tingfu was very enthusiastic about Lu Hai's visit. However, he did not reject or agree to his request. In the end, he said indifferently, "Regarding this matter. . . You know, I can't make a decision. My dad nodded.

At this moment, Fan Tingfu saw the post that made the people on both sides of the Yellow River change their expressions. Fan Tingfu knew that this was the usual method used by the Three Syndicate. The goal was to stir up the hatred between the Han and the returnees. In Daan, they would also start a bloody war with the returnees of the Han like in Shaanxi.

Fan Tinggui asked as if he did not understand, "Big brother, according to what you said, you want our brothers to scold us and not fight back? Even if we pour feces and urine all over our heads, we can't do it. I'm afraid we can't do it, right?

Fan Tingfu knew that although his younger brother looked fair and clean, he had a cultured look on his face. He was like a scholar, but he had a fiery temper. Sometimes, he would make a move when three sentences were not right.

Fan Shoubao did not understand his eldest son's seemingly weak words at first, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that his body had developed its profoundness. He could not help but call out to himself, "Okay. "

"Ting Gui, you've misunderstood. " Fan Tingfu smiled faintly and didn't explain further. He merely said, "From today onwards, close the Fan Clan's pier and stop all business. We'll open the business after the situation is clear. "

"Of course, we can't wait passively like this. We have to be prepared to fight. " Fan Tingfu glanced at his father and younger brother with his sharp eyes and said confidently," Tell our brothers to prepare their weapons and wait for my command. "

Fan Shoubao nodded when he saw Fan Tingfu's confident look. He also said in a serious tone, "Do as Zhengkun says. No one is allowed to disobey. Otherwise, we will follow the family law. "

Thus, this secret father-son meeting ended just like that. After the meeting, Fan Shoubao was very satisfied with Fan Tingfu's arrangements. He felt that his son indeed had great talent and was far superior to him.