"Brother Qishan is dead?! How could Brother Qishan be dead?! " Pang Shanmin couldn't believe his ears. His eyes widened as he grabbed the person who delivered the news. He wanted to know if the news was fake. However, Pang Shanmin was disappointed. The servant in front of him was also crying. "Master is dead, dead!"
The servant could lie, but he didn't dare to wear the white linen on his head. It was only worn when someone in the family passed away.
"Impossible, impossible!" Pang Shanmin didn't feel good. He staggered as he walked, as if he couldn't walk anymore. A few days ago, he was still on the boat in Xiangyang to see Tang Yun off. He was very confident when he left, but now he heard such bad news. Pang Shanmin simply couldn't accept the fact that a close friend of his had passed away.
"You're lying to me, you're lying to me, right?!" Pang Shanmin and Tang Yun's relationship was very deep. They had played together since they were young. When they grew up, they had similar interests. They played the guqin and the zither. They had a brotherly relationship. They were not biological brothers, but they were better than biological brothers.
Pang Shanmin suddenly pulled the servant's body. His hand suddenly erupted with a huge force as he grabbed the servant's shoulder and shook it. The servant was in great pain. He wanted to push Pang Shanmin away, but he was afraid of hurting Pang Shanmin. Just when the servant didn't know what to do …
A sigh came from the courtyard. "Idiot, wake up!" A white-haired old man with a walking stick appeared in the courtyard. Although he was old, his words and actions were full of dignity. The walking stick in his hand smashed towards Pang Shanmin.
This was the Pang Family, and Pang Shanmin was the young master of the Pang Family. Who would dare to do this to him? There was only one person who could do this, and that was the head of the Pang Family who had retired to live in seclusion. He was Pang Degong, the father of Pang Shanmin who founded the Lumen Academy.
Pang Degong was 73 years old this year, but the walking stick in his hand still hit Pang Shanmin's body with force.
He wanted to directly hit Pang Shanmin to wake him up, but who would have thought that it would arouse the anger hidden in Pang Shanmin's heart for a long time. He subconsciously waved his arms and directly hit the walking stick. Pang Degong didn't expect his son to become like this. He was careless and lost his balance, and was about to fall down.
"Pang Degong, Pang Degong!" The servants of the Pang Family all came forward to help Pang Degong up.
"Ah!" Pang Shanmin recovered from his absent-mindedness when he heard the shouts of the people in the field and the pain of being hit on the shoulder by the crutch. He fixed his eyes and saw that his father had fallen to the ground. He hurried forward and shouted worriedly, "Father! . Are you okay? " Pang Shanmin was a filial son. He was very filial to his father. Pang Shanmin was 35 years old this year, but he didn't become an official before 30 years old. One of the reasons was that his father was old. He wanted to take care of his father. If Pang Degong hadn't kicked him out, Pang Shanmin would probably still be by his father's side. Pang Shanmin panicked when he saw his father fall.
"I'm fine, I'm fine! I'm old, but I'm not so old that I can't walk! "Pang Degong pushed away the other servants and only let his son support him.
Looking at the eyes of the people around him, Pang Shanmin knew that he was the one who made his father fall. Pang Shanmin couldn't help but lower his head. "Father, Shanmin is unfilial. Please punish me!" He was about to kneel down.
"Get up!" Pang Degong didn't feel the slightest bit of joy for Pang Shanmin's filial piety. Instead, he frowned.
Pang Shanmin obeyed and stood up.
Pang Degong's heart ached when he saw his son in such a daze. "Qishan has already left!"
Pang Shanmin looked at his father. The father and son looked at each other for a long time. Pang Shanmin nodded and said bitterly, "Brother Qishan has already left!"
Tang Yun, Tang Qishan! This person was an elegant gentleman. Even Pang Degong praised his son's close friend. Although he wasn't as talented as Pang Tong or Zhuge Liang, he had a free and easy mind that they didn't have. He was very magnanimous and was the representative of a gentleman since ancient times. Pang Degong was very satisfied that he was his son's close friend. After all, birds of a feather flock together. How bad could a person who was with such an elegant gentleman be? Pang Degong could still vaguely remember every time Tang Qishan came to him and called him uncle. But who would have thought that now they were separated by heaven and earth. Originally, Pang Degong thought that his son could have such a close friend to support each other and would be able to live a stable life. But who would have thought that this black-haired man would leave in front of this white-haired man.
It was hard to find a close friend in life. Pang Degong had also experienced this kind of pain before. He was already seventy-three years old. Those who were of the same generation as him were basically all gone. Did Pang Degong not have a close friend? The pain of losing a close friend made Pang Degong wish that he could die in front of them.
Pang Degong also sighed in his heart. But his mouth became stern, "You are so useless. You only know how to cry endlessly!"
"Father?!" Pang Shanmin didn't understand. His father had taught him that a gentleman valued friendship. Even if a great enemy passed away, he would still mourn, not to mention that his close friend had already left.
"Although Qishan has already left, he still has things to do. How long are you going to cry for? Are you going to wait for Qishan's bones to turn cold? Or are you going to wait for Qishan's wife and children to sleep on the streets before you stop crying?! "Pang Degong's tone was very strict. It made Pang Shanmin somewhat at a loss.
But his father was right. Although Brother Qishan had left, his funeral was not over. His wife and children also needed someone to take care of them. The Tang family was not like the Pang family. Although the Tang family was a noble family, it was a declining noble family. If there was no one to take care of them, they might be swallowed up by others after Tang Yun's death. So as a close friend, he should stand up and shelter the Tang family from the wind and rain.
"Also, Qishan has left. You only know how to mourn. But you don't think about how Qishan died and who killed him. Don't you want to take revenge for him?! If that's really the case, then I feel humiliated that you are my son. I feel pity that Qishan had such a close friend like you! " Pang Degong's words became harsher and harsher. The stewards and servants on the side were all trembling with fear. When had their family head ever been like this? As a great scholar of the present age, Pang Degong had always been cultured and refined. Whether it was to the servants or the servants, he was very kind. But today, he was so strict with the eldest young master.
"Who killed him? Revenge? Revenge?! "Pang Shanmin was stunned by Pang Degong's words. His way of being a gentleman did not teach him to take revenge! It only taught him to endure. Pang Shanmin did not know what to do after being provoked by Pang Degong. Fortunately, Pang Shanmin still had the courage of a man. He immediately muttered to himself, "Revenge, yes, revenge! Brother Qishan cannot die in vain. You killed my brother Qishan. I, Pang Shanmin, want you to pay with your life. Pay with your life! " The more he spoke, the deeper the hostility in Pang Shanmin's eyes became. This was Pang Shanmin, a simple gentleman. But now, Pang Shanmin seemed to have turned into a beast.
Looking at his son's appearance, Pang Degong smiled bitterly in his heart. He really did not know what kind of changes his words would bring to his son. But he had no choice. If he did not care, then his son would be ruined. The death of his close friend would make him unable to walk out of it. Pang Shanmin's life would be ruined. And now, Pang Degong's hatred for Pang Shanmin's revenge surged. Although it might change Pang Shanmin into another person, it was still better than living like a walking corpse for the rest of his life!
"Father, Shanmin knows!" Pang Shanmin cupped his fists towards his father and said.
"You don't know anything!" Pang Degong shook his head in his heart. How could he understand the love an old father had for his son? "Since your close friend died, you should cherish the person in front of you more." Pang Degong thought in his heart, but he said, "Go, Liu Jingzhou may have the answer you need!"
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