Teng Zijing glanced at Wang Qinian, who had been standing quietly behind Fan Xian, and noticed that the smell on the other party's body seemed to be different from that of the guards in the mansion, so he responded in a low voice. Fan Xian looked into his eyes and confessed in a low voice: "This is Wang Qinian. I am now working part-time in the Overwatch Council, so don't tell others." There have been some changes, after all, he never imagined that the young master whom he followed by accident, would be able to get mixed up in the courtyard of that ghost and god Pi Yi within a few months after entering Beijing.
Fan Xian called Wang Qinian again, and introduced: "This is the Teng Zijing I mentioned when we met for the second time. How close the two of you will be in the future, you must know that he saved my life."
Hearing these words, Teng Zijing's dark face turned red, and he waved his hands again and again: "Young master is serious, in fact, it was the young master who saved my life that day."
Wang Qinian clasped his hands, smiled, and said nothing. Like Fujiko Jing, he is very satisfied with the current situation. Not only has he successfully returned to the Overwatch Council, but the key point is that his monthly salary has also increased a lot. The dean even personally interviewed him once, since he became a civil servant many years ago , It's been a long time since I received this kind of treatment. Although Mr. Fan is only an eighth-rank Taichang Temple Xielu Lang, he has the badge of a commissioner on his body-except for his own team, only the cell leader and Mu Tie in the Overwatch Council know about this commissioner, and no one else is very familiar with it. clear. This kind of mysterious little power in his hands made him very comfortable.
I ate game for dinner. Although Fujiko Jing repeatedly said that there is nothing delicious in the farm, the fatty meat rolled in the pot and served with smooth and tender green vegetables was extremely delicious. Even Fan Sizhe also whetted his appetite, grabbing the meat as if no one else was around. Fan Xian glanced at him with a smile, took a piece of meat and put it into his lips. He found that the meat was extremely tender, but the layers of silk skin were distinct, and it was very chewy. ?”
Teng Zijing's daughter-in-law greeted him from the side. Hearing the young master's question, she quickly replied, "This is white deer meat."
Hearing the words "Bai Jizi", Fan Xian froze. He seemed to have forgotten to move the chopsticks in front of him. At this moment, he remembered the time many years ago, even longer than Danzhou. At that time, I was lying on the hospital bed, thinking about eating white muntjac meat. The pretty nurse even joked about her whimsy—Fan Shen in his previous life had never eaten white muntjac meat, and only knew that it was the favorite game in his hometown—these memories seemed to have faded, and Fan Xian hadn't thought about the past life for a long time. Unexpectedly, today's Baijizi stirred up emotions that had been hidden for a long time.
Fan Ruoruo ate at the side, seeing that his brother's expression seemed to be a little strange, and asked cautiously, "What's the matter?"
Fan Xian woke up immediately. Smiling slightly, he said, "Nothing." Turning around, he asked Fujiko Kyo if there were any cured wild game products. After getting an affirmative answer, he happily asked the other party to pack a few kilograms for him, and prepared to take it back to Kyoto. Fujiko Jing did not expect that the things prepared today would be so in line with the young master's wishes, and she was also very happy.
Fan Xian picked up the wine glass and drank with several people on the table, and said with a smile, "Teng Da, you haven't fully recovered from your injury, so drink less." Fan Ruoruo looked at his elder brother and smiled slightly, as if to shame him. Xian knew that her sister had guessed her mind. Besides wanting to eat the preserved game meat brought back to Beijing, the main purpose is to let the gluttonous Wan'er enjoy it.
After dinner, Fan Sizhe pervertedly continued to sneak into his room to settle accounts. Fan Xian really didn't know what fun such things are, let alone a twelve or thirteen-year-old bully who can hold back his temper Intoxicated by the boring numbers, I have no choice but to sigh that the same rice supports all kinds of people, and let him go.
Rejecting Fujikokyo's request to accompany him on crutches, he led Fan Ruoruo to the field ridge outside the courtyard, looking at the full moon that seemed to float quietly in the green hills on the opposite side, and above his head were unknown trees in the night wind. There is a rustling sound, a very beautiful picture.
"Dreams come back before you die, how many people wither and how many people return." Fan Xian thought of the memories of his previous life, and occasionally felt emotional, and read out two sentences casually, "The man who lives in time, the passer-by of a hundred generations, the man of heaven and earth , The reverse journey of all things, life is a big dream, sometimes I really wonder if I am still lying on that bed, just dreaming a dream that lasted so long that I didn’t wake up.”
He casually sighed, knowing that his younger sister probably couldn't understand what he was talking about, but he forgot how unrestrained and unrestrained the Lord Li Bai's words were, and how lethal it was to a young girl. Sure enough... Fan Ruoruo's eyes began to light up.
Fan Xian immediately knew that he had made a mistake, and with a sad face, he was about to explain that except for the first two sentences, the rest were all written by a talented man named Li Bai, but suddenly remembered that Sizhe was mocking him during the day, so he sighed secretly and stopped. Others may look at it as hypocritical, but it seems natural to yourself. He also knew that even if he told his sister, he wouldn't believe it. After all, the Overwatch Council had arrested several Xin Qiji back then, but none of them was a private salt dealer who could write lyrics, so he simply hugged Ruoruo in his arms and went to watch the moon together.
Although Fan Xian has lived in this world for more than ten years, he still retains some unique dispositions. These dispositions are not in line with this world, but they are of great benefit to him, such as the defense between men and women, such as Physical contact. When he hugged his sister, of course there was no thought of a man and a woman, just pure brother and sister love. On the contrary, Fan Ruoruo felt warm and slightly ashamed when he hugged her into his arms, and naturally forgot to ask about those things again.
In the distance, two members of the Overwatch Council stood under another tree like two iron rods, protecting their safety.
"I'll get up early tomorrow. I'm going to the city to run some errands." Fan Xian sniffed his sister's hair, and found that it was faintly scented with orchids. He asked curiously, "What method did you use?"
Fan Ruoruo was a little ashamed, and didn't know what to say to her brother: "Soaked pear flower water, why are you in such a hurry?"
Girls in this world seldom wash their hair, so smelling it is really not a big deal, including when Fan Xian and Si Lili were rolling in the same bed, it was all covered by the strong fragrance. Ever since Fan Xian entered Beijing, he has asked Fan Ruoruo and Lin Wan'er to wash their hair frequently, and even gave away the design of the shower head and high-hanging wooden barrel that he made in Danzhou for free. Ruoruo and Wan'er couldn't hold him back, so they had to follow suit. They didn't expect the effect to be obvious, and it immediately spread to the Fan Mansion and the Royal Courtyard. Now even Liu's hair has become more frequent.
"Father should be very happy." This was Fan Xian's subtext, and then he replied to Ruoruo's words: "King is quieter in the morning, I'm going somewhere, you accompany me, and other people don't follow."
Knowing that her brother trusted her, Fan Ruoruo was very touched.
Fan Xian added: "I have to go to Qingyu Hall tomorrow. The shopkeeper Ye has agreed with me. The capital has been relatively quiet recently, so it's time to go and have a look." The shopkeeper of Qingyu Hall really lived up to his reputation. Fan Sizhe's main business is account planning, and shopkeeper Ye is in charge of implementing it. He actually made the business of Danbo Bookstore better and better. With his own capital and official background, he actually ate up the neighbors in two months. All peers have recently slowly extended their tentacles to neighboring states and counties.
"Is the tofu shop still open?" Fan Ruoruo suddenly thought of a trivial matter, and asked, "Your Majesty was aroused by the soy milk you brought to the mansion every day. I'm afraid I won't be able to drink it someday. Didn't I always persuade you to open it?" ?"
Fan Xian smiled slightly and said, "Your brother, I am about to become a person with hundreds of thousands of silver a day, why do I care about that tofu?" Of course, this was just a joke, and he continued: "When will I be free?" Just do it, anyway, you have nothing to do now, just do something." In his heart, there is no such thing as a lady who can't show her face, let alone the concept of managing a tofu stall, but he just feels that Ruo Ruo every day Read books and make poems, don't be stupid in the future.
Fan Ruoruo was a little embarrassed, but still complied.
Fan Xian thought of an important matter, frowned, held his sister's shoulders with both hands, and said seriously: "Ruoruo, although in my opinion, you are only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, and it is too early to get married, but this The atmosphere in Kyoto is really not good. Even a young man like me is forced to marry a wife. You have to be careful. You have to pick the one that is pleasing to the eye. Like He Zongwei who came to the house every day, I drove out with three brooms, but What if you are accused of marrying someone who is worthless in the future?"
He said very seriously: "Since you want to marry, you have to choose it yourself. If you want to marry, marry a good one. If you like it, you have to make a move earlier, before referring to marriage. Referencing marriage is too risky, after all Not everyone in this world has the same good luck as Wan'er and your elder brother. It's nothing more than the fate of my parents, I have enough confidence to withstand it, but what if... what if it's the palace's will? With the position of the Fan family, this kind of thing has to be guarded against."
Fan Ruoruo felt a little ashamed at first when she heard what her elder brother said, but she felt it was funny when she heard him bragging. It was only when she finally heard the word "Gongli" that she really felt a little worried. She didn't know that ordinary officials and eunuchs, in this situation like her, Age, it is true that we are about to get married, but...staying with my elder brother every day, and looking at men in this world is always boring, so how can I find the one I like