Although Fu An has always been with Master Fu San and claims to understand him, he has never been able to see through his heart.
For example, Mr. Fu San's unexpected and proactive attack this time made him confused.
If Mr. Fu San wanted to regroup, he should not start with these bandits, but should go back to find his old subordinates.
If he only wanted to make a small move, tonight's deployment made Fu An see the powerful and domineering Mr. Fu San in the past.
——Master Fu San is very serious.
But Fu An couldn't understand what he wanted to do, so he couldn't help but ask.
"It has nothing to do with Jiang Jingchu."
From a career perspective, Jiang Jingchu is just an ant to him and is not worth mentioning.
Emotionally speaking, Jiang Jingchu has long been out of the little girl's world. As long as he doesn't make things worse, the little girl will probably not come back to him.
"Fu An, do you think the world will be in chaos?" Mr. Fu San suddenly asked.
Fu An was stunned, and after a long silence, he said, "Four years ago, I thought there would be chaos."
At that time, the emperor forced the prince into a desperate situation, and the third master returned to Beijing in anger, actually preparing for the worst.
But after meeting the prince, the Third Master seemed to have lost all his strength and chose to leave.
At that time, the third master even wanted to send him away.
It was naturally impossible for Fu An to leave.
Being loyal to the Third Master is a belief ingrained in his bones.
The third master said that he didn't know where he was going or what he was going to do. He was obviously a prince, but in the end he inexplicably came to Liaodong and became a bandit.
My original intention was to go undercover and eliminate bandits, which would also be a benefit to the local people, but I ended up putting on this outfit and never taking it off.
The arrival of Song Qingci threw a stone into Mr. Fu Sanye's peaceful life, causing ripples.
Now it seems that it was not a stone, but probably a boulder.
"Four years ago, I listened to my brother," said Third Master Fu. "At that time, I never thought I would meet a little girl named Song Qingci."
What he didn't expect was that this little girl caught his eye and walked into his heart.
He had someone he wanted to protect again.
"I don't want to touch my old subordinates." Master Fu San said, "I have no legitimate reason to go after them now."
Those people already have new masters to follow.
If he appears again, what choice will they make?
We are all ordinary people and we all want to live a peaceful life. Who would be willing to take risks unless it is absolutely necessary?
So Mr. Fu San didn't want to disturb them now.
And he still has so many people under his command.
These people will be his helpers when he trains them in the future.
If one day the situation really takes a turn for the worse and the situation escalates, he will find those people from back then.
In a nutshell, don't disturb others unless necessary, and use your energy wisely.
Fu An understood.
The Third Master still had the idea of treason, even though he was just being on guard.
If one day the emperor takes action against him, he will not surrender like the prince did.
He wants to rebel!
Fu An's blood boiled at the thought.
A man should be like this. He always felt that the Third Master four years ago was too calm and too depressed.
Taking today as the starting point, I hope there will be new developments in the future.
Song Qingci had no idea about Mr. Fu San's mental journey, but she soon discovered that Mr. Fu San often took his men down the mountain to fight.
When some wounded soldiers came back, they would ask her to treat their wounds.
This kind of life lasted for about half a year.
Song Qingci did not mention leaving again because she received a letter from Xu Youyou.
Xu Youyou asked her to wait in Liaodong, saying that she and her husband would come to Liaodong to celebrate the New Year this year.
Song Qingci had long been accustomed to his mother's behavior of doing whatever she wanted.
She added silently to herself: After the New Year, the whole family will return to Beijing together, or go to the next place.
However, she was also concerned about whether there were Japanese pirates lurking at the foot of the mountain, and the conclusion was that there were not.
But Mr. Fu San didn't even mention letting her go.
Song Qingci took advantage of the situation but didn't act ungrateful. He just pretended nothing had happened and spent another six months in the mountains.
Life on the Huaishan Mountain is not boring at all.
There are beautiful scenery, rich products, and lively children.
Song Qingci seemed to have gradually gotten used to life in the mountains. To her, it was like a paradise.
In autumn, she took the girls from the mountains to pick sour dates.
Jujube is a medicinal herb that can treat insomnia and has many other medicinal uses.
Song Qingci did not use them for nothing, and bought the sour dates and other medicinal herbs picked by individuals at market prices.
The girls were very happy about this.
That day, Song Qingci was turning over and drying medicinal herbs in the yard when he saw Mr. Fu San striding in with a note in his hand.
"You're here just in time," he handed the post to Song Qingci, "Will you accompany me down the mountain?"
Song Qingci opened the post and read the content, feeling a little surprised.
This post actually came from the newly appointed Governor of Liaodong, Kang Shun.
Song Qingci had heard of Kang Shun before and vaguely remembered that he seemed to be the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue?
But that was many years ago.
"Is it him?" Song Qingci asked Mr. Fu Sanye.
A look of approval flashed in Mr. Fu San's eyes.
His little girl is very knowledgeable and very capable.
"It's him. He was indeed the Minister of Revenue seven or eight years ago." Mr. Fu nodded.
"Then he must be very old."
The Minister of Revenue was a high-ranking official in the imperial court. Song Qingci felt that he must be at least in his forties or fifties.
So many years have passed, so wouldn't you be in your fifties or sixties now?
A man in his fifties or sixties went to the bitter and cold Liaodong to take up his post. Did he offend anyone?
"No. He's only forty-six this year." Master Fu San explained with a smile, "He was already the Minister of Revenue at the age of thirty-five."
"Is he very capable, or does he have a good family background?"
"He has a good family background and is also very good at socializing. He is an extremely smart person."
"Then why are you coming to Liaodong now?"
"Because he followed the wrong person, he was implicated." There seemed to be some emotion in Mr. Fu San's eyes.
"That's terrible." Song Qingci stuck out his tongue. "These things in the officialdom are really too complicated. As for the Third Master, he's a new official now, and he sent you an invitation. Could it be a Hongmen Banquet?"
As a newcomer, he directly sent an invitation to the most powerful and influential bandit leader. Governor Kang is not an ordinary person!
"Maybe." said Mr. Fu San.
"Then don't be fooled." Song Qingci said hurriedly, "Don't think that not going will lose face, so don't go."
The brain is more important than the face.
This Governor Kang is a bit vicious.
Did he post this to divide the bandit group?
After all, some people scoff at the court's offer of amnesty, while others may want to seek this opportunity.
"Does everyone know?" Song Qingci asked in a low voice.
"Everything is known. The invitation was sent with great fanfare."
Song Qingci: "..."
It’s really vicious.
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