(Yesterday I mistyped the surname of the one-armed charming sister. My original surname is Guan, but I followed Su. I sincerely apologize. PS: The book is very easy to buy. I will go to the specialty store next week and directly say: the cheapest one payment… )
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Ye Linger groaned, and directly covered her lips, she was so surprised that she couldn't speak, although during the days after Fan Xian entered Beijing, she spent every day hanging out in Fan's mansion and playing mahjong on Cangshan Mountain. The young master had some understanding of his aspirations, but he never imagined that at this moment, Fan Xian would choose to return to the sect so bravely.
The second prince glanced at her, said with a wry smile, "I was wondering if Fan Xian had gone crazy."
"Why do you say that?" Ye Linger's jade-like eyes flashed a trace of doubt. Since Fan Xian dared to worship the ancestors, it must be something that the Queen Mother and His Majesty acquiesced. Why did her husband think that Fan Xian was doing something go Ape.
The second prince shook his head and said, "For Fan Xian today, there are only four paths he can take, but he chose to return to the clan today, directly blocking two paths."
Ye Linger did not continue to ask, but listened quietly.
The second prince thought for a while and said quietly: "He has too much power now, he has offended too many people, and he has become a lone minister... For him, in the future in the Qing Kingdom, or else he will compete with us." Grab that chair, or help the youngest to come to power, while he hides behind the scenes and becomes a regent prince. Only these two ways can ensure the safety of his family and not be destroyed, but now that he returns With the Fan family, the possibility of succeeding to the throne is naturally cut off, and it is impossible to use the identity of the royal family as a regent."
Ye Linger frowned and said: "Even if he doesn't recognize his ancestor and return to his clan, with his background, not to mention the possibility that His Majesty will allow him to succeed to the throne, at least the entire royal family and the scholars in the court will not agree. Item, there is no possibility in itself."
"What's the possibility?" The second prince said: "If he doesn't return to the Fan family for a day, there is a possibility that he will be re-accepted by the palace. With the power he has at hand, who dares to say that it is impossible for him to fight for the world?"
"What about the second item?"
"A prince regent may be able to keep the nobles in the palace and the royal army outside the palace silent, as long as his surname is Li... but a powerful minister surnamed Fan threatens the emperor to order the princes, this...is impossible."
The second prince said calmly: "So Fan Xian returned to the clan today and directly cut off the two paths mentioned earlier. I don't understand what he was thinking."
"What are the other two paths?" Seeing the inexplicable expression on the prince's face, Ye Linger suddenly felt a chill welling up in her heart, and asked with concern.
The second prince paused for a moment and then said: "In the next hundred years, no matter who ascends the throne, Fan Xian and the Fan family will be cleaned up. If they don't clean up, no one is sure that they will be able to completely control the overall situation."
This is exactly what the second prince said to Fan Xian in Baoyue Tower, but he always thought that Fan Xian would gradually integrate into the royal family and strive for a bright position, no matter if it was Fan Xian who went to grab the dragon chair by himself. , or helping the third child, are feasible ways.
With Fan Xian's current strength, and those old fellows who have influenced him before and after him, no newly enthroned emperor can safely watch him live.
"So many years later, Fan Xian will only have two paths to go." The second prince frowned, puzzled, "Or else he would be tied up and his whole family would be ransacked, just like the Ye family back then."
He paused, and said a little tiredly: "Otherwise... he will use his power to rebel and leave the country."
He laughed at himself: "Of course, the power in his hands is just paper, and he can't cause much trouble. Father is a cautious person. Without an army in Fan Xian's hands, he will never be able to truly achieve his dignity."
Ye Linger was startled, carefully savoring the few words he said, and found that if the future situation really develops like this, it is really impossible for her master to end well.
Her little face flushed slightly, and she said, "You forgot one possibility. If it is true that His Highness the Third Highness inherits the Great Treasure in the future, the teacher-student relationship between him and Fan Xian may not necessarily make things irreversible."
The second prince laughed: "I told Fan Xian the same thing. The third brother is still young, but I have watched him grow up. How can this kid be a fuel-efficient lamp, let alone in what kind of environment?" In terms of position, what level of affairs must be considered, and sometimes, it’s not that you and I don’t want to do it, so we don’t have to do it.”
He calmly said: "And don't forget, His Royal Highness is the real successor. Many people seem to have forgotten this matter intentionally or unintentionally because of his calmness, but I believe that Fan Xian will never forget."
"The most important thing is." The second prince lowered his head slowly, "No matter who inherits the throne, our royal father will watch Fan Xian continue to gather the strength of a large group of old monsters before leaving this world. So as to bring infinite trouble to his successor? This country is the country of the father, and he will not let this country be too chaotic, even if he dies."
Arguing about the life and death of the Holy Majesty, regardless of whether the second prince is a son or a minister, has already committed a big taboo. Ye Linger bit her lip, did not answer, and asked instead: "But this is not the life Fan Xian wants to live. It was arranged by those elders in the court, if you were Fan Xian, what would you do?"
The second prince was stunned, and after a while he laughed at himself and said: "I don't know what to do, it's probably similar to his current situation. It's just a battle between the world, if you don't enter, you will die. Since he gave up the first two ways with his own hands, then I should retreat more thoroughly. If I were in his position, I should have entered the palace and resigned at this time. Whether it is the Overwatch Council or the inner treasury, he will always release one... and then... purely from a rational point of view, He should behave calmly, and then lean towards me secretly."
Ye Linger looked at him.
The second prince said seriously: "This is the most sensible choice. He must have understood in his heart that I dare to accept him, and my aunt, after all, is his mother-in-law. With Chen'er's relationship, it may not be unreasonable." previous accusations."
Ye Linger shook her head and sighed. She knew that her family, those troops far away in Dingzhou, had long been used as a weight in the battle for the succession because of this marriage. If Fan Xian added it , Naturally... But she didn't want to pay attention to these things, and suddenly felt a little headache, and frowned sadly.
The second prince stood up, looked at the faint skylight outside the window, and said in a daze: "If Fan Xian doesn't change, he will only be in a dead end in the future. If he has the courage to change, he may suffer a lot right now, but in the future he will be able to help him." It depends on what he thinks for him to seek greater benefits and a more stable peace with Fan."
In the end, he lowered his head helplessly: "However... the past two years have proven that Fan Xian is a lunatic who doesn't act according to common sense, so I don't have such extravagant hopes."
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In the eyes of the vast majority of people in the Qing Kingdom, Fan Xian's gentle and amiable appearance did gradually reveal a few traces of madness and murderousness. It's not that the night battles in the capital were killing people and arresting people, but that the capital was shocked. The matter of returning to the sect.
When it was colder at five o'clock, Fan's ancestor worship began.
At noon, the news had already spread to the major mansions. For a while, many people were wondering about the subsequent development and changes of the situation, guessing about Fan Xian's scrutiny and desire for power in the court in the future.
Just like the second prince, no one could figure out why Fan Xian did this. Although in the past he was only a illegitimate son of the emperor, and he could not see any hope of entering the main palace, but the identity of an illegitimate son is an identity after all, as long as one day is not welded to death, everything is possible, let alone this identity It will definitely play a big role in the future.
A long time ago, Chen Pingping had thought that once the queen mother was gone, it was not impossible for Fan Xian to be included in the prince's team again.
And what Fan Xian did today, finally imprinted Fan's brand on his name, cutting off the possibility of being surnamed Li, in the eyes of most people, it seemed a little stupid or impulsive.
Even in the deep palace, this news shocked the hearts of many nobles.
Concubine Shu was transcribing the Tianyi Pavilion rare book sent by Fan Xian in beautiful small characters, and she shook her head dully when she heard the maid's report.
Ning Cairen was practicing sword practice around the tree in her small courtyard. When he heard the news, his face lit up and he praised Fan Xian for his backbone.
In Shufang Palace, Concubine Yigui was watching the third prince practicing calligraphy, and when she heard Xing'er whispering, she smiled slightly, didn't say anything, but looked at her son with complicated eyes.
After a while, she pulled her son behind the curtain, whispered the biggest news in Kyoto today to him, and said it very seriously and seriously. The third prince was startled, but at such a young age, he immediately understood many things. In fact, the reason for Mr.'s return to the clan was largely for himself.
Concubine Yigui finally said seriously: "Ping'er, you have to firmly remember what Mr. Fan has done for you. If you dare to do those things in the future, mother will never forgive you."
The third prince lowered his head and said nothing.
In the Guangxin Palace, the eldest princess Li Yunrui, who has been living here in seclusion for a long time, and it is not very convenient to leave the palace, was the first to hear the news. After being slightly startled, this beautiful woman laughed. Just like that, the white curtains inside and outside the palace were cleared away, and the brilliance of paper flowers and jade trees was all suppressed.
The maid asked cautiously, "Why is the princess so happy?"
The eldest princess slowly withdrew her smile, and said softly: "I suddenly feel that my son-in-law is really a lovely person. He knows how to measure, knows how to advance and retreat. It is a pity that I only met him once... Tomorrow we will arrange for him to be with Wan Wan." My son is entering the palace, I want to see how little Fan Xian has grown so fast after not seeing him for two years."
The palace maid was startled, thinking that Mrs. Fan's move was obviously impulsive and did not consider the interests. Could it be that the eldest princess is happy because of this? But looking at the face of the eldest princess, it is obvious that she really appreciates Mrs. Fan's actions.
In the Hanguang Hall, the Queen Mother was picking up the rosary beads and chanting something. The old eunuch Hong hunched over and waited beside him. After a long time, the Queen Mother sighed and said, "That child is considered general, it's not easy."
Old eunuch Hong hissed slightly, "Master Fan is not bad."
In the quiet small building behind the imperial palace, His Majesty the Emperor of the Qing Kingdom was wearing a yellow robe, with his hands behind his back, looking at the woman in the yellow shirt in the painting, who was slightly lost in thought, and said softly after a long while: "Our son is indeed more like you, I'm very proud, it's not that I don't want him to come back, it's just that he doesn't want to come back... It doesn't matter if your surname is Fan, back then you and Yide used to be called brother and sister, so let's take your mother's surname."
A gust of cold winter breeze came through the building, causing the painting to flutter slightly. The beautiful face of the woman in the yellow shirt in the painting was distorted slightly, as if there was a mocking smile on the corner of her lips. It seemed to be mocking what the emperor said. He didn't believe it himself.
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On the afternoon of the first day of the Lunar New Year, Fan Xian was sitting in the carriage heading to Prince Jing's Mansion. This has been an old rule between Fan Mansion and Prince Jing's Mansion for many years. People from the two mansions always choose a day after the new year to have a good time together. Fan Xian has been away from Danzhou for three years, and he has long been accustomed to the weird and intimate relationship between his family and Prince Jing's mansion.
Although Hongcheng was miserable for one year, it was Fan Xian's masterstroke, but Fan Xian also knew that this was actually a ruthless decision by Prince Jing to prevent his own palace from being dragged into the matter of seizing the heir. The feelings were not affected by the wars between the sons and nephews.
The carriage jolted slightly, Wan'er looked at Fan Xian in a daze, and didn't speak for a while.
Fan Xian smiled: "If you want to ask anything, just ask."
"I was thinking that everyone in the capital must be talking about you today." Lin Wan'er said with a smile, "Everyone is calling you an idiot."
Fan Xian smiled happier, and suddenly fell silent again. After a while, he looked into his wife's eyes and said seriously, "I can hide the truth from the world, but I won't hide it from you."
Lin Wan'er smiled slightly, and looked squarely into her husband's eyes.
Fan Xian said calmly: "Actually, the reasons are very simple, there are only two. One, I have always regarded myself as Fan Xian. I was raised by my grandmother, and I will not accept any other surnames. , I've always wanted to, so I'll do it."
Lin Wan'er leaned gently on his arm, feeling that his body breath was gentle and pure.
"Secondly, whether it's Liangming in the south of the Yangtze River supporting the third child, or killing all quarters in the capital, so that today I recognize my ancestors and return to my ancestors, I'm doing it clearly." Fan Xian lowered his head and took a look at Wan'er's round face. , Gentlely said: "Indifference leads to clear ambitions, tranquility leads to long-distance, and if you want to go far, you must have clear ambitions."
"What kind of aspirations? Who should I show my aspirations?"
Fan Xian fell silent, thinking of the conversation with the emperor in the palace, Mr. Danbo, Mr. Danbo...
"I don't want to be the emperor." He said calmly, "Of course it's for His Majesty to see."
Lin Wan'er glanced at him worriedly. Although she didn't say anything, Fan Xian knew that the girl's family had already seen the future, and that he might face the catastrophe that the Fan family might face.
"If you go against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. I understand this principle." Fan Xian tilted his head slightly, "It seems that all the circumstances force me to fight, but the emperor warned me , I have no choice but not to argue."
He smiled and said: "Going down the river is more comfortable after all. I don't have many people to be afraid of in this world, but I am still a little afraid of your uncle, my cheap old man."
Lin Wan'er laughed, but there was still some worry in her smile: "But what about the future?"
"The future?" Fan Xian said, "Your Majesty can still live for at least twenty more years. I exchanged the danger of an unknown future for twenty years of peace, or more than twenty years of His Majesty's trust. , is very cost-effective."
"And I can't be ambiguous. I have to express my attitude and determination firmly. Even standing behind the third child is not enough to convince many people."
Fan Xian rubbed the center of his brows, and said a little tiredly, "Men and women can be ambiguous, but between monarchs and ministers, it is easy to die. I believe His Majesty will like my decision."
There is still one thing he didn't say to his wife, the so-called ambiguity must be two-sided, and the so-called decision also interacts. Today, he recognizes his ancestors and returns to his clan, and he is the one who expresses his sincerity to the emperor, so he can see clearly... The emperor doesn't want him to Take this world.
This fact made Fan Xian relax a little, but after relaxing, there was a trace of deep worry, which was not in the moment, but back then, just as Chen Pingping confirmed that night, Fan Xian finally confirmed that the emperor was sick, heart disease.
The carriage stopped at the gate of Prince Jing's Mansion, and various servants were waiting outside the mansion to bring the distinguished guests from Fan Mansion into the mansion.
Fan Xian led Wan'er and walked in behind his father and Liu Shi.
At first glance, the garden in the mansion is still the same, but the white gauze on the other side of the lake has not been hung up, thinking about it, it is winter now, how can the gauze be hung to block the light, just looking sideways at the extremely gentle Wan'er beside her, Fan Xian still thinks of the time when he first fell in love.
An old, angry, joyous and complex voice sounded, pulling Fan Xian out of the rare and short good time.
"You little bitch, you still know to come and see me!"
Prince Jing glared at Fan Xian angrily, but for some reason, there was a trace of sadness and nostalgia in those huge eyes. (, If you want to know what happens next, please log in, there are more chapters, support the author, support the original!)