The breeze is gentle, and the weeping willows by the lake are constantly swaying with their enchanting figures. The scholars on the boats on the lake are playing the piano, the girls are singing, and the rich young man is lying on the bow of the boat looking relaxed and contented.
All of this can be seen at a glance while sitting on the high sedan chair. At this moment, the sound of gongs and drums echoed throughout this small market, and the four golden characters "Title on the Gold List" were hung high on the red banner.
The person on the sedan chair is a young man. This young man has a simple face and clear eyes. His black hair is draped on his back. He has a long sword inlaid with gold on his left hand. The young man is wearing a red official robe and has a smiling face, looking down at the surroundings.
everything of.
Suddenly, the sedan stopped, and a man who looked like an official gave a fist to the young man on the sedan and said, "Mr. Su, there are some people fighting in front of you. I will go and deal with it. Please wait here for a moment."
The young man frowned slightly and whispered: "Fighting? Get off the sedan, I'll go and have a look." The official hesitated for a moment, then gave a few instructions to the person carrying the sedan, and the sedan slowly descended.
After the young man got off the sedan, the crowd of spectators gradually moved out of the way. Among the crowd, there were two big men, bare-chested, with cloth belts wrapped around their waists, waving their thick arms and huge fists, and smashed them all
on people on earth.
The beaten man's clothes were in tatters, and his greasy long hair obscured his face, making it impossible to see clearly. The man looked like a beggar. People around him covered their noses, frowned, and pointed from time to time.
The man who was beaten vomited blood, but he didn't ask for mercy. The big man who beat him uttered a lot of curse words, but he didn't say a word about the reason for the beating.
The young man felt pity and hurriedly signaled to the left and right to stop him. The attendants on the left and right looked at each other, slightly reluctant, but still stepped forward and scolded: "Stop quickly, there is no fighting in the city."
But the two big men didn't seem to hear them and still waved their fists. They saw the man vomiting blood and fell to the ground, already dying.
The young man looked anxious and pulled out the gold-inlaid sword fiercely. The sharp blade reflected the fierce red sun, and the onlookers suddenly exclaimed.
The big man who hit the man seemed to have sensed the danger. He turned his head sharply, and the sunlight reflected from the sword hit the big man's eyes.
The big man pulled the arm of the other big man, and after whispering in his ear for a few times, the two of them ran away quickly in a panic, and the young man said angrily: "Come here, go and arrest the two perpetrators."
The attendants on the left and right looked at each other, but neither of them moved at all. The young man looked ugly and could not give orders, and when he saw the man lying on the ground being beaten, he glanced at the attendants coldly.
So, he hurriedly ran to the beaten man who was lying on the ground, vomiting blood at the mouth. The young man did not mind the dirt and oil on the man's body. He picked him up and whispered: "What's your name? Why do those people want to do this?"
Beat you."
While speaking, the young man tore off the red official robe with a knife and gently wiped the corners of the mouth of the person who was being beaten. The thick long hair covered half of the face of the person who was being beaten, and only one mouth was exposed.
Unconsciously, the young man became curious and gently pushed away the long hair of the person who was being beaten. Suddenly, as if he was electrocuted, the young man violently threw away the person who was being beaten. His whole body was shaking, and he couldn't help but use his hands to support himself and retreat.
He also yelled: "Who are you and why do you look like me?" The person who was beaten slightly grinned his lips, showing an evil smile, and drops of blood were slowly flowing from the corners of his mouth and nose.
.
"My name is Su Fan." A strange and extremely familiar voice came into the young man's ears, but to the young man's ears, it sounded like thunder.
The young man stared at the unfamiliar yet familiar face, the blood-colored pupils, and the pale face. He didn't feel like shouting: "Ah..."
It was as if a mirror had been shattered all around. Pedestrians disappeared, attendants disappeared, markets disappeared, and the lake disappeared. Even the sunlight that was dazzling just now was the same. Now the whole world fell into darkness, with only the shrill scream.
"Fan'er, what's wrong? Are you having a nightmare again?" A soft voice came.
The lights in the room were flickering, and a woman was sitting on the bedside, holding a needle with her slender fingers, sewing clothes. The woman had a simple appearance, and was dressed in coarse linen clothes, resembling a peasant girl.
At this moment, she was wiping the forehead of the young man lying on the bed with a towel, and her eyes were full of distress. The young man's name was Su Fan. He had a handsome face, but his forehead was full of wounds. Although it was scabbed, it was still visible.
of heartache.
Suddenly, Su Fan started sobbing uncontrollably and whispered: "Mother, I will never fight with others again." The woman smiled slightly and said, "Why are you fighting with Ergou and the others?"
Ergou is a well-known bad boy in the village. It is said that his father is an official in the city. Ergou's family is considered extremely wealthy in the village. Although Ergou is not very old, he often uses the fun and delicious food at home to attract people.
They form gangs and bully the weak.
Thinking about what happened yesterday, Su Fan felt extremely unhappy.
Yesterday, as usual, Su Fan took the leftover elixir picked at home and gave it to Uncle Wang at the head of the village. Uncle Wang was alone, old and not in good health. A few days ago, when he was herding sheep on the mountain, he fell.
Injured leg.
People in the village didn't want to cause trouble, and they all stayed away for fear of causing trouble. Su Fan's mother thought about her old age, so she asked Su Fan to send some spiritual herbs grown at home.
Along the way, Su Fan was full of joy. Uncle Wang could tell a lot of stories. In the past, Su Fan often went to the mountains to listen to Uncle Wang's stories. The two of them talked about everything.
Unfortunately, he happened to bump into Ergou and his group. Su Fan didn't want to play with the children in the village, so he had to stay away from them. Suddenly a word came out from the crowd: "Brother Ergou, that child without a father you were talking about."
, that’s him.”
This sentence was very soft, but Su Fan heard it very clearly, even more clearly than the words spoken in his ear. Su Fan knew that he was unable to fight, so he suppressed his anger, glared at Ergou, and avoided the crowd.
, just want to leave.
Ergou seemed to understand what Su Fan was thinking, and deliberately raised his voice and said: "Cousin, he is that wild child without a father. Maybe he was born secretly by his mother and someone else."
While he was talking, Ergou had already run up to Su Fan with a joking look on his face. Su Fan's eyes were full of anger and he punched Ergou fiercely at Ergou's fat face.
The two dogs fell to the ground, and the children beside them yelled and hurriedly ran forward to help the two dogs up. Su Fan stood aside looking panicked and at a loss.
Ergou stood up slowly, patted the dust on his body, smiled instead of angry, and said with a smile to the children around him: "He was the one who moved first today, and everyone saw it. Now it's hard for me to do anything, so please help me teach me a lesson."
Teach him a lesson, and when you're done, you can come to my house to receive the reward."
When the people around him heard about receiving the reward, they didn't care about anything and rushed forward one after another. I don't know who knocked Su Fan down, and the others punched and kicked him.
Thinking of this, Su Fan felt a chill in his eyes again. But then he thought, he couldn't let his mother know these things, she would be sad if she found out. So Su Fan whispered: "I accidentally hit him while walking.
Two dogs, we started fighting after we disagreed over a few words."
The woman smiled lightly and said: "Okay, get up quickly. There are some spiritual herbs in front of the window. I just picked them. Go and deliver them to Uncle Wang."
Su Fan responded a few times, quickly put on his clothes, picked up the spiritual grass and walked to Uncle Wang's house. It was not yet dawn, Su Fan walked lightly on the path, thinking of Uncle Wang who was still on the sick bed, Su Fan speeded up unknowingly.
speed.
The village is called Longshi Village. It is not big, there are no dragons, and there are not even many stones. Uncle Wang lives at the end of the village. Su Fan took a few steps and soon saw Uncle Wang's thatched cottage in the distance.
Su Fan knocked on the door lightly, and a hoarse voice came out: "Su Fan? Come in." It seemed that Uncle Wang had woken up. Su Fan walked in with great joy. The room was very small. The candlelight was dim and he could only see
A thin old man was lying on a thin bed.
Su Fan said softly: "Uncle Wang, you woke up so early." After saying that, Su Fan was already sitting beside Uncle Wang's bed. A smile appeared on Uncle Wang's thin face and he said: "My legs hurt, sleep."
Isn’t it good? I woke up early from the pain.”
Suddenly, Uncle Wang sat up, looked at Su Fan and said hurriedly: "What's wrong with your head? Did you get into a fight? You said you kid, what did I tell you, if you can't beat me, just run away."
Su Fan unconsciously pouted and murmured: "They are talking about my father." Uncle Wang's eyes flickered, his dim eyes suddenly became very bright, and he said loudly: "Don't listen to their nonsense, your father is a good man.
That winter, the snow was very heavy, and my house collapsed under the weight of the snow. It was your father who braved the wind and snow all night to rebuild it for me."
While he was talking, Uncle Wang had already put on his clothes, got out of bed, rummaged through the cabinet beside the bed, and continued: "Your father is going to get fame, and you will know when your father comes back one day after becoming famous.
.”
"Here, take this jade pendant." Uncle Wang took out a jade pendant from the cabinet and handed it to Su Fan. Su Fan took the jade pendant and asked, "Uncle Wang, is this?"
Uncle Wang laughed, looked at Su Fan and said: "That day, I went to herd sheep and saw light shining in the soil at the bottom of the slope. I was surprised, dug up the soil, and found this. I think it's worth some money. When the time comes, the village will
If someone comes to collect jade, just sell it and get some money."
Su Fan gently stroked the texture on the jade pendant. The texture was extremely strange, and he couldn't tell what it was. It looked like a beast but not a beast, and looked like a bird but not a bird. Su Fan was about to speak.
Uncle Wang patted Su Fan on the shoulder and said, "I'm afraid I won't live long. Please keep this jade pendant. You must grow up well and be a good person like your father."
Su Fan looked up at the familiar old man and burst into tears. When he was a child, the children in the village disliked Su Fan for not having a father and refused to play with Su Fan. Su Fan had to talk to this old man all day long.
Now, many years have passed and the old man is dying, so Su Fan naturally feels sad. Uncle Wang smiled in his eyes and gently touched Su Fan's shoulder.
Su Fan raised his eyes and looked at this kind face, and couldn't help but rush into the old man's arms. Uncle Wang sighed and said: "Su Fan, it's getting late. You should go back quickly, otherwise your mother will have to wait in a hurry."
Already."
Su Fan responded, reluctantly walked out of the thatched hut and ran towards home.
Suddenly, several black figures emerged and rushed towards Su Fan. Su Fan was caught off guard and fell to the ground, followed by a burst of punches and kicks.
After a while, the surroundings returned to calm. The attacker had already left, and Su Fan could only hear one sentence: "I told you to be a bitch."
This voice was naturally familiar to Su Fan. It was Ergou's voice. Su Fan felt an indescribable pain in his heart, and suddenly his throat sweetened and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.