"Brother Qishan is dead?! How could Brother Qishan be dead!" Pang Shanmin seemed unable to believe his ears. He opened his eyes wide and grabbed the person who sent the message in front of him. He seemed to want to hear from the mouth of the person in front of him that this was a fake news, but it disappointed Pang Shanmin. He saw that the servant of the Tang family in front of him also looked like crying, "The master is dead, dead!"

The servants can lie, but they dare not wear the ones they wear on their heads. This is the white mahjong that will only be worn by someone in the family after they die.

"Impossible, Impossible!" Pang Shanmin was in a bad mood, and he was staggering, as if he could not walk for a moment. A few days ago, he was still seeing him off on a small boat in Xiangyang. He was full of confidence when he left, but now he heard such bad news. Pang Shanmin could not accept that his close friend had left.

"You are lying to me, are you lying to me again?" Pang Shanmin and Tang Yun had a deep relationship. They played together since childhood. When they grew up, they were even more interested in each other. The chords of the zither are a brotherly love. They are not brothers but better than brothers.

Pang Shanmin suddenly pulled the body of the servant who delivered the letter and suddenly burst out with huge force. He grabbed the servant's shoulder and shook it, causing the servant to feel extremely painful. He wanted to push Pang Shanmin away, but he was afraid of hurting Pang Shanmin, so he was at a loss.

A sigh came from the courtyard, "The crazy man hasn't woken up yet!" I saw a gray-haired old man appearing in the courtyard with a crutch in his hand. Although he was old, his words and deeds were filled with a sense of majesty. The crutch in his hand smashed towards Pang Shanmin.

This is the Pang family, and Pang Shanmin is the eldest master of the Pang family. No one dares to treat him like this. There is only one person who can do this. That is the head of the Pang family who has retired to the mountain, Pang Degong, the father of Pang Shanmin, who founded Lumen Academy, who is known as a great scholar.

Pang Degong is already seventy-three years old this year. However, the crutches in his hand are still strong and powerfully hit Pang Shanmin.

I wanted to wake up Pang Shanmin directly, but who would have thought that it would arouse Pang Shanmin's hostility that had been hidden in his heart for a long time. Subconsciously, he waved his arms and directly beat the crutch out. Pang Degong did not expect that his son would become like this. He was not careful and could not stand firm and was about to fall down.

"Mr. Mr. Pang!" The servants and maids of the Pang family next to him all stepped forward and helped Mr. Pang De beside him.

"Ah!" The shouting of the people in the field and the pain of being hit on the shoulder by a crutch just now made Pang Shanmin come back from the loss of consciousness. He saw that his father had fallen on the ground and hurried forward and shouted worriedly, "Father! Are you okay?" Pang Shanmin was a filial son, and he was very filial to his father. Pang Shanmin is already thirty and fifty this year. However, he had not been in office before he was thirty years old. One of the reasons was that his father was old and he wanted to take care of his father. If Pang Degong had not beaten Pang Shanmin out, he might have been with his father now. Seeing his father fall, Pang Shanmin suddenly panicked.

"Nothing is wrong. Nothing is wrong! Old bones are not old enough to be unable to walk!" Pang Degong pushed away other servants and only let his son support him.

Looking at the eyes of the people around him, Pang Shanmin knew that it was himself who made his father fall just now. Pang Shanmin couldn't help but look down and his head was "Father, the mountain man is not worthy, please punish him!" As he said that, he was about to kneel down.

"Get up!" Seeing himself kneeling down, Pang Degong was not at all happy to Pang Shanmin. Instead, he frowned.

Pang Shanmin obeyed the order and stood up.

When Mr. Pang De felt sad when he saw his son's distraught, he felt very sorry for him, "Qishan has left!"

Pang Shanmin looked at his father and the father and son looked at each other for a long time. Pang Shanmin nodded, and his mouth was very bitter, "Brother Qishan has left!"

Tang Yun, Tang Qishan! This man is a gentleman. Even Mr. Pang De praised his son's close friend very much. Although he does not have the kind of talent like Pang Tong and Zhuge Liang. However, he has a free and easy mind that they do not have. He is extremely open-minded and is a representative of gentlemen from ancient times. He is the close friend of his son. Mr. Pang De is very satisfied. After all, birds of a feather flock together. How can he be different from a person with such a handsome gentleman? Mr. Pang De can still think of the uncle that Tang Qishan came to him every time, but who would have thought that now he was separated from heaven and man. Mr. Pang De thought that his son would be able to be safe for a lifetime with such close friends, but who knew that he, a black-haired man, was ahead of Mr. Pang De, who was a white-haired man.

It is rare to have a confidant in life. Pang Degong has also experienced this pain of breaking the strings of Boya. He is already seventy-three years old, and basically all of his generation are exposed. Does Pang Degong have no confidant? The pain of losing confidant makes Pang Degong wish he could die in front of them.

Pang Degong was also sighing in his heart, but his mouth suddenly became loud, "You are so useless, you can only cry!"

"Father?!" Pang Shanmin didn't understand. In the past, what his father gave him was a gentleman's affection. Even if the enemy passed away, he would be mourning, not to mention that his confidant in this life had already left.

"Although Qishan has left, he still has a funeral after all. When will you cry? Wait until Qishan's body is cold? Or wait until Qishan's wife and children sleep on the streets before you stop crying!" Pang Degong's tone was very strict, which made Pang Shanmin a little at a loss.

But his father was right. Although Brother Qishan has left, his funeral has not ended yet. His wife and children also need someone to take care of him. The Tang family is not as good as the Pang family. Although the Tang family is a gentry, it is a declining gentry. If no one takes care of him, he might be swallowed up after Tang Yun’s death so that there is no trash left! So as a close friend, I should stand up and shelter the Tang family from the wind and rain.

"There is Qishan left, and you only know how alas, but you don't think about how Qishan died, and who died at the hands of whom, and don't want to avenge him! If that's true, then I feel humiliated because you are my son, and I feel sorry for Qishan having such a close friend as you!" Mr. Pang De's words were more and more severe, and all the housekeepers and servants next to him were frightened. When did the master of his hometown pass like this? As a great scholar of the world, Mr. Pang De has always been gentle and elegant, and is very kind to his servants and servants, but today he treats the eldest master so harshly.

"Who is the one who died? Revenge? Revenge?!" Pang Shanmin was stunned by Pang Degong's words. His gentlemanly way did not tell him to take revenge! He only taught him to tolerate it. After being so aroused by Pang Degong, Pang Shanmin was at a loss. Fortunately, Pang Shanmin still retained a man's blood in his heart, and immediately murmured to himself, "Avenge, yes, revenge! Brother Qishan cannot die in vain, but I can't die in vain. I killed my brother Qishan, and I Pang Shanmin will have to pay your life, pay your life!" The more I said, the more the hostility in Pang Shanmin's eyes became, the deeper this was Pang Shanmin, a simple gentleman, but now Pang Shanmin seems to have turned into a wild beast.

Looking at his son's appearance, Pang Degong smiled bitterly. He really didn't know what changes his words would bring to his son today, but he had no choice. If he ignored them, his son would be destroyed. The death of his close friend would make him completely unable to get out of it. Such a Pang Shanmin would be destroyed for the rest of his life. Now Pang Degong has been thrusting into Pang Shanmin's revenge. Although it may turn Pang Shanmin into another person, it would be better than living like a walking corpse for a lifetime!

"Father, the mountain people know!" Pang Shanmin clasped his fists at his father Pang Degong.

"You don't know anything!" Pang Degong shook his head in his heart. How could he understand the kind of love an old father has for his son? If a close friend dies, you should cherish the person in front of you. Pang Degong thought so in his heart but said, "Go, Liu Jingzhou may have the answer you need!"
Chapter completed!