The reason for the fall of the Ming Dynasty was that the Qing Dynasty was that the political affairs were omissions, too lenient with scholars, too strict with common people, merchants took advantage of scholars to rise, and they would not get up early without profit, and they had no meaning for the country and nation in their hearts, but they only wanted to gain something in a matter of tiny. Those who fought forever were the people of the Ming Dynasty and the Miao people of the Han Dynasty, but when the national war was in the country, they did not seek to benefit the country and the small ones, but they valued the trust of the Qing people?

No one who does not value the survival of the Han people, but only cares about the private interests of the family, and forgets the righteousness for small profits. If the Qing people have no iron tools, they will rise so quickly? It is truly a sharp knife and a hatred, the three slaughter of Jiading, and the ten-day start of Yangzhou, which was the hands of merchants in Shanxi. Even if this hatred cannot be eliminated for generations!

Shanxi merchants, national scum! This is the final conclusion!

Zhangjiakou.

A bright giant candle was lit in the "Zhonghe Hall" of the Fan family compound, which was personally given by the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty.

The wife of the Fan family, Liu, sat in the hall blankly, with two 15 or 16-year-old maids standing next to them.

It was already deep in the night, but Liu was reluctant to fall asleep. The two little maids were young and tried hard to endure the sleepiness. From time to time, they secretly turned their faces to yawn.

After the third update, Mr. Zhao, who had lived in the Fan family for the rest of his life, saw that it was not a big deal for his young grandmother to sit so alone, so he entered the hall and advised: "Grandma, you should go to bed first. If there is really any news coming to the provincial capital, I am here to stay. Don't worry, it's better to worry. Our master is an imperial merchant personally appointed by the emperor and has entered the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Our Fan family has not privately approved it with Outer Mongolia at all, so the master can't do anything."

A maid named Lucui also advised: "My grandma, you are still pregnant, so you can't stand this way. Let's take a break quickly."

Liu just shook her head slowly, but still didn't say anything. She looked at her about thirty people, with a very beautiful appearance, but a little weak. Her slightly raised belly was her second child, and the eldest was born four years ago and named Yu Xin.

"The province and the government must use money, and the capital must also give money. No matter how much money it costs, they must rescue the master! If it doesn't work, we will go and sue the emperor. Our Fan family will work hard for the Qing Dynasty tomorrow. Yesterday, these officials said that they would arrest the master if they arrested the master? They beat the master so badly. Do they still have any kingly laws in their eyes!"

Liu was really angry and was very angry. The trouble came from heaven. The province came to help the soldiers and locked their master away without asking any questions. Her husband Fan Sanba was beaten up by the soldiers, which made them lie on the bed now.

Butler Zhao hesitated for a moment and said, "Young grandma, it's not that she didn't send it up, but those officials dare not accept it. They said that this time the imperial envoy from Beijing wanted to run our Fan family. The people in the province are now hiding from the plague to our Fan family, and they all think that our family's money is hot!"

"There are still things that are hot in the world!"

There was indescribable grief and anger in Liu's voice. Butler Zhao was afraid that the young grandmother would hurt her fetal aura, so she dared not speak again. Liu was angry for a while and waved his hand to signal him to go down. Butler Zhao wanted to persuade him again, but Liu just waved his hand. Butler Zhao didn't dare to say anything anymore and quietly retreated.

When the two maids saw the butler going down, they were both disappointed. They felt distressed. God knows when the young lady will stay.

Liu held his head with one hand and sat alone for a while. Suddenly, he stood up and knelt down in front of the ancestral tablet, and whispered: "The ancestors of the Fan family are here for generations. Liu from Fan family is here today to pray to the spirit of the ancestors in heaven, bless the master's safety and safety, bless the uncle's health to improve quickly, and bless the health of my Fan family's family!"

After Liu finished praying, he felt a little relieved. The maid helped her stand up. Suddenly, she felt a pain in her heart for no reason. She couldn't help but feel a trance. She seemed to feel that the sky was about to collapse. She was so scared that her legs became weak. She knelt down again and said, "The ancestors and ancestors missed my Fan family. In the past 100 years of business, she had never done anything that harmed the heavens. This big business was all done by the master. The master saved up one by one. The uncle spent money every day, paved bridges and roads, gave porridge and money, and built temples everywhere, and gilded the Bodhisattva. Who doesn't say that our Fan family is benevolent and righteous, and trustworthy! Why should the master eat this lawsuit? Why should God bring this disaster to my Fan family? If my Fan family is defeated, it will be lawless."

While praying, Liu shed tears. She looked at the rows of enshrined portraits so devoutly.

The portraits are all ancestors of the Fan family, but twenty years ago, these portraits were still the clothes of Han people, but now they have become the clothes of Manchus. This is because the Fan family was granted the title of the Internal Affairs Office by the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty. The head of the family Fan Yongdou realized that he was a bannerman, so he wanted to honor his ancestors and specially asked the painter to repaint all the portraits of the ancestors and ancestors.

Liu knelt like this. After a long time, he woke up because the maid came to report her husband Fan Sanba, so he quickly got up to see her husband.

Fan Sanba was Fan Yongdou's only son, very smart and capable. Since the Fan family was named the Imperial Merchant and entered the Imperial Merchant, Fan Yongdou and his son took over the authority of the Imperial Merchant and expanded their business scope with the privileges and conveniences given by the Qing Dynasty. On the one hand, they continued to operate border trade, and on the other hand, they traded silk, cloth, tea and grain in the pass. The family property increased exponentially and became the first Imperial Merchant. In the courtyard of Zhangjiakou, there were more than 300 servants, and there were fifty-three shops of the Fan family in the city. There were even more scary places.

When Liu came, Fan Sanba, who was injured by the officers and soldiers, was struggling and shouting on the couch: "Come, I want to get up. Come on, help me up!"

Liu walked over quickly and took the medicine bowl from the servant's hand: "Uncle, lie down and drink the medicine first."

Fan Sanba pushed away: "I won't drink, I'm going to get up!"

Tears suddenly burst into Liu's eyes and said in a trembling voice: "Master"

His wife's tears made Fan Sanba feel soft and he stopped struggling.

Before he was injured, Fan Sanba was handsome and his every move was the majesty of a big fortune. However, at present, he no longer had any majesty on his body, but a man who could not move on the bed. His body was very haggard.

Liu fed her husband with tears in her eyes, but in just a few mouthfuls, Fan Sanba vomited out with a "pu" sound, fell down, closed her eyes and gasped. Liu was shocked and called the doctor repeatedly. At this time, he saw Fan Sanba holding up half of his body and said with difficulty but decisiveness: "Don't call me doctor, help me... sit up!"

Liu hesitated for a moment and had to help her husband with her quilt and sit half lying and half sitting.

Fan Sanba closed his eyes and rested for a while before opening his eyes. After a while, he asked his wife panted and said, "Are they willing to let my father come back?"

Liu shook his head, and Fan Sanba felt even more painful after seeing him.

When Liu saw this, he felt very embarrassed and turned his face back and whispered: "Uncle, the master is locked up in the province. No one dares to see the people sent by our family. He said that the imperial envoy from Beijing wanted to handle our Fan family. I am afraid that our Fan family will be in trouble."
Chapter completed!