C275 I'll Just Do It

The reason why Van Dinfook took such measures to protect himself was that he had gotten a very timely and accurate intel. This was that the Imperial Court had already sent Zuo Zongtang to lead the army to suppress the rebellion in Shaanxi.

At this time, Zuo Zongtang's reputation had already spread throughout the land of the Nine Prefectures. Everyone knew that he was a great contributor to pacifying the Taiping Country, and he had a large number of elite soldiers under him. When he killed people, he did not even blink.

Later on, the development of the situation was completely in line with Fan Tingfu's judgment. Under the cruel siege of Zuo Zongtang's army, the old times in Shaanxi fled to the west and entered Gansu and Ningxia. They tried to collude with the local old times to resist.

The old times in the eastern pass of Daan County also actively responded and participated in a fierce battle with the Three Joint Chiefs led by Lu Hai. In the end, with the help of the imperial court's army, the Three Joint Chiefs became the victors, and they also took revenge for the humiliation they had suffered back then.

During this process, the Fan family maintained a neutral stance from the beginning until the end. Fan Tingfu, on the other hand, remained calm and watched coldly from the sidelines. Moreover, he had also secretly taken in many people who had come to seek refuge with him. His influence was even greater, and many people knew about the reputation of the Fan family's eldest young master, Fan Tingfu.

In the meantime, such a thing had occurred, which had greatly surpassed the reputation of Fan Tingfu's father, Fan Shoubao. It had also established his firm position in the Fan Clan, paving the way for him to easily replace his father and become the leader of the clan in the future.

In the most intense battle between the Sanhui and Old Hui, which was when both parties were at a stalemate, Lu Hai snuck into the Fan Family and brought many valuable gifts. He tried to persuade the Fan Family to join in and help him.

Fan Tingfu adopted a smooth attitude of cutting tofu with a knife, telling the other party that the Fan Family already had the intention to support the triad and was only waiting for a batch of firearms.

To be honest, Fan Tingfu did not take the Triads seriously. He knew that these people were all holding sticks, cudgels, and machetes. There was not a decent new weapon that could be taken out. They could only do some dirty things at the entrance of their own house that bullied men and women.

At the same time, Fan Tingfu could not see Lu Hai, who was also quite famous in the martial arts world. He secretly thought that Lu Hai did not have good eyesight and brains. He was just a little hoodlum at the door of his house. He only knew how to show off his fierceness and did not become a big deal.

Seeing Lu Hai begging at the Fan family's gate again, Fan Tingfu said coldly, "Master Lu, take the gift away. When this batch of weapons arrives, I will naturally help the Sanhui. " Seeing the other party's puzzled expression, Fan Tingfu said, "Between you and my friends, there is no need to be so polite. "

These words immediately made Lu Hai feel the faint dominance of the Fan Family. A sense of weakness involuntarily emerged in his heart. He thought to himself, What do you mean by going into the martial arts world? What do you mean by 'lord'? This is a true expert. Just by holding it in one's mouth and not revealing it, it made people admire him to the point of prostrating themselves in front of him.

Of course, Fan Tingfu would not really help these hooligans. However, he did not expect that when the situation was completely settled, Lu Hai, relying on the fact that he had defeated his former enemy, actually had an idea of the immensity of heaven and earth to the Fan family.

"It seems that this black tiger really doesn't know how many heads he has if he doesn't use a bit of force. " Fan Tingfu sneered and said to his father, "Dad, you just sit at home and watch how I deal with this kid with the surname Lu. "

Therefore, on a dark night seven days later, the leader of the Three Syndicate, Lu Hai's family, was suddenly robbed by a group of strong men. Not only was the gold and silver scraps robbed, but even the black tiger Lu Hai was also cut into pieces. His head was hung on the crooked tree at the village entrance.

The disaster that fell from the sky scared the gangsters of the Three Syndicate to death. The Three Syndicate, which used to dominate a region, vanished along with the death of the leader Lu Hai, forever disappearing in the Pugilistic World of Daan.

Regarding this sudden calamity, some people said that it was those old men from the East Pass who did it again and again. Because, in this large-scale revenge that affected Shaanxi, Gansu, Ningxia and other places, Lu Hai killed one of their imam, which caused extreme revenge from time to time.

This rumor had been widely spread and was accepted by many people. However, no one had realized that the real black hand that had killed Lu Hai and scattered the Three Joint Chiefs was the Fan Clan of Mei Ban City.

Seeing the power of the Fan Family growing day by day, the leader of a small gang called the Axe Gang, Feng Shu, in Daan City, took the initiative to join the Fan Family with a few of his trusted brothers and said something that made the Daan Pugilistic World feel ashamed.

"In the Fan Family, even being a watchdog is much better than being the boss of the Axe Gang. From now on, I will give my hundred pounds to Young Master Fan. If you want to fight or kill, just listen to Young Master Fan.

At this moment, in the Pugilistic World of Daan, the head of Lu Hai, the leader of the Three Joint Chiefs, had been hung on a tree to show the public. How could those weaker gangs dare not to listen to the orders of the young master of the Fan Family, Fan Tingfu?

His son had used such an excellent method to subdue quite a number of gangs in the Pugilistic World while maintaining his composure. Fan Shoubao was impressed and looked at Fan Tingfu in a new light.

With such an excellent son, what was there to worry about? Therefore, he secretly decided that in a few years, he would hand over the huge business of the Fan Family to Fan Tingfu. At that time, he would retire behind the scenes.

On the winter night a hundred and five years later, surrounded by the stove and listening to the legendary story that his father had told him, Fan Wenming could not help but feel a deep sense of respect from the bottom of his heart.

To these ancestors who had turned into soil, He had mixed feelings for them. These ancestors had been able to rely on their intelligence and courage to make a name for themselves during that chaotic period. In his opinion, they were already very impressive.

If Fan Shoubao had helped the Fan Clan get rid of a situation where they were rich but not expensive. . . However, Fan Ting's wealth had also brought the Fan Clan an unexpected status of Long Chong. This outsider from the Great Locust Tree in Shanxi was finally able to hold his head high. On both sides of the Yellow River, wealth had risen.

"Clearly, this is our old ancestor. He has done many such beautiful things in his life. " Fan Youmin smoked and said slowly and proudly, "It's him. He has made the Fan family's business flourish and pushed it to a peak. "

In the sudden conflict of Han and Returning to China, the rich and powerful Fan family did not interfere in the plan according to Fan Tingfu. Instead, they watched from the sidelines and not only maintained the stability of the place but also further expanded their influence, becoming the biggest winner.

Of course, in the battle of the Left General to calm Bai Yanhu down, Fan Tingfu led a bunch of his brothers to use the advantage of being familiar with the terrain to help the Qing army and spy on the local security to play a huge role.

What was worth mentioning was that Fan Tingfu used the Fan Family Pier and the fleet in his hands to command his brothers to transport grain for the Qing army at the frontlines.

After that, he even received special rewards from the left marshal. Thinking about it, at that time, how many people could enter the eyes of the Zuo marshal, not to mention Daan, but even the entire world?

According to the later legends, the Zuo marshal wanted Fan Tingfu to lead his brothers to join the Qing army and follow him to help the Imperial Court recover the new border. At the same time, he promised that after he obtained military merits, he would promote Fan Tingfu to the Imperial Court as an officer.

However, the Zuo marshal's good intentions caused Fan Tingfu to be moved. At the same time, Fan Shoubao poured a bucket of cold water over his head and stopped him. Fan Ting Fu was so angry that he almost fell out with his father on the spot.

Upon hearing this, Fan Wenming could not help but interrupt and ask, "Why didn't Great-Grandfather Fang go? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. With military merits, he can officially become an official. Who knows, he might even become an official.

He knew that during that chaotic era, many of the children of the commoners had joined the army and relied on their wisdom and courage in battle to fight without fear of death. With one spear and one saber, they managed to create a very prominent official position.

If Fan Tingfu could follow Commander Zuo to the Xinjiang region at that time, it was really possible that he would have made a great contribution in pacifying the rebellion. From then on, he would have been given a wife and children, and the Fan family would have been glorified.

"There is a reason why he is not allowed to go. " Fan You said. The people glanced at him. He glanced at his youngest son and thought, What do you know? This matter was very complicated, and Fan Tingfu could not go as he wished.

After returning from the Qing army camp, it was already night time. Fan Shoubao and Fan Tingfu hid in the secret chamber and had a secret conversation. This conversation had a huge impact on Fan Tingfu.

"Tingfu, today the Left Marshal praised our brother in public. Not only you, even I am very happy. " Fan Shoubao drank a mouthful of wine and said very calmly, "What Commander Zuo says is the foundation of our foundation. "

Ten years ago, when the Taiping Country's Wing King Shi Dakai was doing things, Fan Shoubao had dealt with the Qing army of the Left Marshal. Furthermore, they were all on the battlefield, fighting to the death with real weapons.

As a result, he had some understanding of Zuo Zongtang. Of course, as the highest commander of the Qing army, Zuo Zongtang only saw his arch-enemy, Shi Dakai, and did not know that there was a Taiping Country warrior called Fan Shoubao in the world.

Today, at the celebration banquet, after the Zuo marshal praised the meritorious officials, he smiled and specially mentioned the father and son of the Fan family. He said to Fan Tingfu in a thick Hu Nan official language, "I did not expect you to be so young and promising. "

Then, he asked about his family background. When he found out that he was also a farmer like him, he patted Fan Tingfu's shoulder affectionately and said something that made Fan Tingfu's blood boil with excitement, "Young man, do a good job. "

These words made Fan Tingfu excited for a long time. He immediately had the idea of joining the Qing army and making a name for himself under the Zuo marshal's account. He knew that at this moment, the Zuo marshal was recruiting troops and making preparations to reclaim Xin.

However, he did not expect that after drinking the celebratory wine and returning from the Qing army camp, he told his father about this idea. However, he was strongly opposed by the other party and his words were fierce and firm.

"Ting Fu, to be honest, when I was young, I thought that I would be able to kill my enemies on the battlefield. After establishing my military merits, I would be able to make a meteoric rise. " Fan Shoubao said slowly, "But in reality, after fighting for a few years, I finally understood that it wasn't that. "

During the days when he followed Shi Dakai around to fight wars, Fan Tingfu had indeed fought many wars. Moreover, each war was more dangerous than the last. In the end, on the way to Sichuan, Fan Shoubao was seriously injured.

When the enemy whom he was unfamiliar with, who only had one side to face on the battlefield, grinned hideously and brandished an extremely sharp saber. The moment it was aimed at his neck, he actually felt a strong sense of regret.

The life that his father and mother had painstakingly given him had been easily and easily ended. Moreover, he had been buried in the hands of a person whom he had never met before. This caused Fan Shoubao to be seriously injured. He lay on the corpse of his companion, closed his eyes, and waited for the moment of his death. He was filled with regret.

Under the bright sunlight, on the battlefield that was intertwined with blood and fire, he thought of his hometown, the Fan Family. He also thought of the Yellow River that rolled east all year round. He also thought of the time when he had parted with his father and mother.

That year, Fan Shoubao happened to be 18 years old, and he was at the age of being filled with romantic passion and rich fantasies. The ordinary and monotonous life of a farmer had already caused him to be deeply bored. All day long, he yearned for a very exciting and risky life.

When the news of the restructuring war was being nervously carried out in the south was spread to the Fan Family, Fan Shoubao had long been restless and restless in the depths of his heart. Naturally, he had a strong desire to run away from home and build his career on the battlefield to realize his life ambitions.

When he learned that a few of his old friends, who shared the same ideals as him, had the idea of going to the south, Fan Shoubao was even more convinced that as long as he joined the massive movement of Taiping Country and achieved his great dream, he would definitely make a name for himself.

He told this idea to his parents. Then, without caring about their dissuasion, he and his good friends, on a warm and blooming morning, resolutely set foot on the distant road to the south to make a name for themselves.

After walking very far, he suddenly turned his head and saw his parents standing on the mound at the village entrance, waving goodbye to him. Vaguely, he could see his mother wiping her tears under the sunlight.

After so many years, this scene of him meeting his parents for the last time lingered in Fan Shoubao's mind, especially when his companions had died one after another on the battlefield. This scene became clearer and clearer.

Just as he closed his eyes and waited for his death, the Thunder Bell suddenly appeared. It stabbed the enemy to death and saved Fan Shoubao, allowing him to live a few more decades in this world.

This battle that almost cost him his life, as well as the saving grace of his good friend, made Fan Shoubao remember for the rest of his life. At the same time, he deeply understood that in this world, only his own life was the most precious.

Because, Fan Shoubao firmly denied the idea of his son wanting to follow the Zuo marshal to build military merits. "Ting Fu, I advise you to stay at home peacefully and not go anywhere. "

Seeing his son's gloomy face, Fan Shoubao lifted the thick sheepskin cotton clothes and said in a very heavy tone, looking very unhappy. "I'm an experienced person, and I know very well the life and death of this place. If you don't believe me, look at me here.