Only some snow remained on the pavilion on the opposite side of the lake, and Wenwen was thinly divided into countless white flakes, as if there were many patches on the dark pavilion. The snow in Kyoto stopped on the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month. Within three days, the servants in Prince Jing's mansion had already swept away the snow from the grass on the side of the lake.
It's just that the weather is cold, so there are naturally no fresh and tender grass tips on the grass, and some are just white grass with a stiff body after death.
Fan Xianan quietly followed Prince Jing, walking into the depths of the garden, but looked twice at Prince Jing's slightly hunched back.
After entering the palace, Fan Shangshu stepped forward to block Lord Jing's slander attack, and there was a lot of excitement, but before even Roujia and Hongcheng saw it, Prince Jing suddenly asked Fan Xian to go for a walk with him, although Fan Xian didn't like it. It is clear what the prince's intention is in this proposal, but seeing his father nod secretly, he also goes with him.
Along the way, there wasn't much scenery in the garden, and even the vegetable fields that Prince Jing served day and night were just puddles of mud. Prince Jing walked ahead without speaking, so Fan Xian could only follow along silently. While looking at the prince's back, his thoughts had already drifted to other places.
This prince is unusual. In the history books, we have seen such absurd princes who are self-restraining and even self-defiled. However, it is rare to see a dignitary like this Prince Jing who has no desire for power.
Especially with this old look, I don't know what kind of mental blow he experienced back then.
The old and the young stopped by the vegetable field, Prince Jing hissed and said, "The first time I saw you was in this vegetable garden."
Fan Xian thought of that poetry meeting, thought of Wan Li's sad autumn as frequent guests, thought of the woman in white who was smiling and smiling in the vegetable field at that time, but saw a farmer... He couldn't help laughing, and replied : "My lord always likes to play tricks on juniors."
"I'm not the only one who grows vegetables in this capital." Prince Jing said.
Fan Xian was taken aback, thinking that this was not nonsense. Although the capital is rich, there are still many poor people. It is very common for these people to renovate some vegetable fields under the courtyard wall to supplement their daily diet, but Jing Since Wang said so, he naturally had his own follow-up, so he listened quietly.
"That old guy from the Qin family also likes to grow vegetables, but he only grows cabbage and radishes." Prince Jing said with a trace of sarcasm on his lips: "The guy who serves as a soldier only knows how to fill his stomach, and he doesn't know that growing vegetables is also a thing." Art."
Fan Xian was startled, carefully savoring the two words of the prince, not knowing how to respond for a moment.
Prince Jing walked into the muddy vegetable field, put his hands on his hips, looked at the desolate surroundings, and said after a long silence, "Can you find out who did the sniping in the valley?"
Fan Xian kept his mouth shut tightly. The current him, of course, knew that the sniper killing in the valley was arranged by the old killer Qin in the military. The problem is, this is the biggest secret of the Qing Kingdom today, except for Chen Pingping and himself. Besides, it seems that not many people know about it, but Prince Jing first talked about Mr. Qin's planting vegetables, and now he talked about the killing in the valley. Could it be that he was implying something
But... Prince Jing doesn't care about political affairs all the year round, and doesn't have any in-depth contacts with the Korean, Chinese and military officials. How can he dare to say that the old Qin's family did the killing in the valley
It's just that Prince Jing didn't explain it, and Fan Xian didn't know if his guess was correct, and it was impossible for him to tell the other party about the Qin family's affairs, because it involved the deepest deadlock, so he could only say with a wry smile: "The court has been investigating, The court is also investigating, and only knows that it must be related to the military, but the witness is already dead, and there is no clue at all."
Prince Jing looked back at him, seemed a little surprised by his indifference, thought that the kid didn't understand what he meant, and snorted angrily: "Idiot!"
Fan Xian smiled wryly, thinking about such a thing, why not pretend to be stupid
"The guard crossbow belongs to the Ye family." Prince Jing stared into Fan Xian's eyes, "But don't forget the Qin family."
The prince's words were too direct, Fan Xian couldn't pretend even if he wanted to, and he was very touched besides being suspicious. This old guy, he was too kind to himself, and asked with a frown: "I and the Qin family No grudges."
The prince snorted twice, did not continue to say anything, stepped out of the muddy vegetable field, and then walked deep into the garden.
Fan Xian looked at his back and vaguely guessed that the reason why the prince dared to infer that the Qin family would take action must be because of the events of the year. It was only the connection between the Qin family and the murder case in Taiping Hospital... Even Chen Pingping didn't know the secret, and it took more than ten years to find out the problem after that.
Why does the prince know
Thinking of this episode, Fan Xian's blood surged, he didn't care about it any more, he rushed forward and grabbed Prince Jing's sleeve.
Prince Jing was startled, and slowly turned his head.
Fan Xian looked at him and said very sincerely: "What happened back then? Why didn't anyone in the world know that the Qin family was involved? Why wasn't this matter brought up during the bloody night in Kyoto?"
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"You ask too many questions." Prince Jing sighed and said, "Although I'm just an idle prince who doesn't do business properly, remember, I'm also a member of the royal family after all... As for why I know that the two old guys behind you don't know The reason for this is very simple, because I was still young, and I was still with my mother."
The corners of the prince's brows trembled twice, showing a narrow smile: "You are young, and you always like to hide and seek everywhere, so sometimes it is easy to overhear something. Others know."
Fan Xian smiled wryly, hesitating to speak, the prince is willing to point out the Qin family, which is considered to be extremely loving to him, but if the matter involves the Queen Mother, it is the prince's biological mother, how can we continue to talk about it
"Yun Rui was young at that time, and this matter has nothing to do with her." Prince Jing said suddenly after a while of silence: "I still want to make this point clear to you. You have learned a lot from Fan Jian and the Overwatch Council since you were young. , but there are many things that have become ridiculous.”
At this time, the old and the young were standing on the cold field ridge, not far away was the wall of Prince Jing's Mansion, and outside the wall was the unchanging and cold sky of Kyoto, while Fan Xian listened to the words of the prince beside him, his heart was extremely warm.
"whats the matter?"
"Whether it's Chen Pingping's old dog or your father, they are all masters of conspiracy, so they always like to make things complicated, and... the most important thing is that they don't trust anyone, and the one they trust most is each other " Prince Jing said with a sneer: "This is the most stupid thing, Chen Pingping even doubted Yun Rui before, and didn't even think about how old Yun Rui was at that time."
Fan Xian smiled wryly. The mutual suspicion and precaution between his father and Chen Pingping had existed since his mother's death, and it was getting deeper and deeper. It wasn't until he entered Beijing that he got better.
"I've swallowed the matter of the old Qin family for so long, and I'm not telling you to take revenge today." Prince Jing said calmly, "I just think you've offended the military enough, and our country of Qing is already The country is founded by the army, if you don't know who your real enemy is in the army, I'm afraid you will die casually."
The word "die casually", Prince Jing said very seriously, he no longer wants anyone to die casually like this.
Fan Xian bowed to the ground, then straightened up, and asked a question he was most concerned about.
"My lord, why are you so kind to me?"
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Hearing this, Prince Jing was stunned for a long time, then suddenly laughed, the laughter became louder, sharper, and shriller, his stomach ached from laughing straight away, and he squatted down On the ridge of the field, clutching his lower abdomen, he couldn't lift his head for a long time.
Fan Xian's heart was a little confused, and he stood at the side with some numbness, looking at the prince beside him, seeing the gray hair on the prince's head that did not match his actual age fluttering in the cold wind, watching the corners of his eyes twitching because of his smile. Squeeze out tears.
After a long time, Prince Jing straightened up, frowned and thought for a long time before saying, "I don't know either."
Then he walked down the ridge.
Fan Xian still silently followed behind him.
"Your Majesty and I were both raised by my mother." Prince Jing said calmly, his face had already returned to the usual vicissitudes and tranquility, "At that time, Prince Cheng's Mansion was not very eye-catching, and it had no status in the capital, so Brother Huang and I can still play around, and your father was with us every day, and with the accompanying reader Chen Pingping invited by the palace... the public, the four of us hang out every day, I am the youngest, and of course I am the most bullied."
"Later, the royal brother Fan Jian and Chen Pingping went to play in Danzhou, mother's hometown, and when they came back, they happily said that they met a very interesting girl there." Prince Jing laughed: "Not long afterward, that girl Then we arrived at the capital and found Prince Cheng's Mansion."
Fan Xian also smiled: "That's my mother."
"Yes." Prince Jing thought about the past leisurely, "I remember when I was young, I pestered your mother to play every day, well, I called her Sister Ye Zi... Your mother loved me very much, so it is impossible for my brother to let Chen Pingping come Bully me, that's fine."
An old man and a young man were talking and walking, and soon they came to the outside of a study room. Although Fan Xian wanted to listen more to the prince's old stories, he still focused his attention on the study room, because apparently few people came to this study room. , Wang Ye likes to grow vegetables every day, so naturally he doesn't like to read.
Prince Jing pushed open the door and entered, hissed, "Sit."
Fan Xian didn't brush the dust off the seat, and sat down peacefully.
Prince Jing rummaged through the bookcase for a long time, finally found a thick book, handed it to Fan Xian, and said, "Look."
Fan Xian was startled, took it with both hands, looked at the cover, it was an agricultural lesson, and couldn't help but cast a dull look at the prince.
Prince Jing was silent for a moment and then said: "I don't have much to say about your mother. You ask me why I treat you so well... Actually it's not true, I'm not good enough for you. At least I was concealed by them for nearly twenty years." Year."
The prince walked out of the study slowly, turned his back slightly to Fan Xian, and said in a dejected voice, "I always thought she had no descendants."
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Fan Xian was sitting on the dusty chair, flipping through the thick agricultural lectures, but he was thinking about what Prince Jing said earlier. In fact, he could vaguely capture Prince Jing's thoughts, that touch of greenness, Bitter, you can't say it in words, but you will remember your thoughts for a lifetime.
When a teenager starts to sprout, and there is a gentle, beautiful, omnipotent, and all-inclusive sister beside him, it is inevitable that such a story will happen.
When I was reborn into this world, I was already a mature soul, but in my previous life, why didn't I have such an experience? Of all the men, who hasn't had such an experience? It's just that normal people, after growing up, will always have real sweet fruits to fill their spiritual world.
However, King Jing's normal growth experience was obviously interrupted by the great history of the Qing Kingdom. The Ye family was destroyed overnight, but King Jing couldn't be angry and had nowhere to be angry. Therefore, he was born early, his figure was small, and he only respected the countryside and disrespected the court. .
Fan Xian flipped through the slightly yellowed pages with his fingers, and suddenly his fingers stiffened.
He saw a few thin papers sandwiched in a thick book, his heart moved, he quickly flipped through them, and found a few more thin papers.
The handwriting on the paper is unfamiliar yet familiar. The writer's brush is obviously not good enough, and the strokes are straight and straight, just like building blocks with matchsticks.
The content on the paper was not beyond Fan Xian's expectations. It recorded certain suggestions from someone to someone, such as the Overwatch Council, business affairs, and a few notes, saying what you want to eat today, and what you want to eat tomorrow. Where are you going to play...
Fan Xian laughed, and said to himself while looking at the few sheets of paper: "The other things you wrote must have been burned up by the people in this world. I didn't expect that the little boy from back then kept a few of them."
He tilted his head and said again: "But your handwriting is really not as good as mine, and it's all because you put your strength in the big places, but not in the small places. If you are not used to the brush, you can use a quill pen. Yes. Yes, I have a small shop in the inner library, specializing in pencils. I am much smarter than you in these things... "
After a moment of silence, Fan Xian thought for a while, and put the papers in his arms, presumably Prince Jing also needed this kind of relief. He stood up, with a peaceful smile on his face, and walked out of the study.
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Prince Jing was not outside the study room. Fan Xian had been to this palace many times, and he didn't need a maid to lead the way. He clasped his hands behind his back, shaking and shaking, and arrived outside a row of big rooms, which became an independent small room. In the courtyard, there is a big copper lock hanging on the courtyard door.
Fan Xian looked at the lock and couldn't help laughing, went up the steps and knocked vigorously on the door, shouting, "If you don't come to open the door, I'll be leaving."
"Don't go! Don't go!"
There was a series of hasty shouts in the courtyard, someone ran over quickly, and the big wooden door slammed, and it seemed that the person hit the door, so we could imagine the urgency of this person.
The door opened a small crack, and Fan Xian squinted his eyes to look in. He couldn't help being startled, and found that there was another eye looking out on the opposite side, and there were obviously some eyeballs in the corners of the man's eyes, and his hair was tied up in a random way. , looking haggard.
"Damn it!" Fan Xian spat.
"You are the ghost!" Li Hongcheng, Prince Jing's heir who was locked in the room, yelled, "Get me out quickly!"
Fan Xian looked at him really pitifully, couldn't help but sighed, but he didn't finish his sigh, then laughed again, cursing: "Your Majesty forbids your feet, how can I get you?"
"You beg the old man!" Li Hongcheng was about to be locked up, and at this moment he finally saw a guy who was not afraid of his father. How could he miss it? Me, spray me with foul language, I admit it... But I have been imprisoned for so long, you have no sympathy? Remember when you first came to Kyoto, I treated you poorly? The brothel took you, Girl let you soak..."
Fan Xian plugged his ears, listened to Li Hongcheng's continuous swearing, knew that this guy was really miserable, and said with a wry smile: "My lord shuts you down for your own good, otherwise if you go out and fight with those brothers again, toss until the end , and there may not be a good end.”
"Death is death!" Li Hongcheng sneered, "It's better than being suffocated to death."
Fan Xian took a few steps back, looked at the layout of the courtyard, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded and said, "Master...how could it be that you've been locked up in this courtyard...for a year, right?"
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Li Hongcheng was stunned, and cursed: "That's too early to be crazy. Usually, they are not allowed to leave the mansion. Although they are all in prison, the prison cells in Wang's mansion are always bigger."
Fan Xian rubbed his nose, nodded and said in admiration, "With the palace as a prison, one's heart cannot be free. This sentence of my son is really philosophical."
Li Hongcheng lamented: "Don't irritate me, you boy... Originally, it was good for me to listen to the opera in the palace, but as soon as you returned to Beijing, you were assassinated, and then went to kill someone. The old man of my family didn't say anything, immediately Put me back in the small courtyard again, who do you think I provoked?"
Fan Xian looked at Hongcheng's pitiful appearance through the crack of the door, and felt sympathy and guilt. Of course he knew why Prince Jing's mansion made such a mess. , so he fought against the second prince's family. If Li Hongcheng was still tied to the second prince, who knew how he would deal with him.
"Okay." Fan Xian looked around and said in a low voice, "I'll get you out and take you to have fun, but you have to promise me not to see those guys."
Li Hongcheng was overjoyed, nodded repeatedly, but said suspiciously: "Don't break this lock, if you want to escape from prison, I don't know how to get out."
Fan Xian took out a key from his belt, and said mockingly, "Don't forget, I'm from the Overwatch Council."
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The big copper lock was opened with a click, and Li Hongcheng, Prince Jing's heir who had been locked in the small courtyard without seeing the light of day, finally saw the light of day. He strode forward, looked at the open environment around him, and took a deep breath. In a low tone, he patted Fan Xian on the shoulder heavily: "Even if you are a kid, you still miss the old love."
In fact, there was such a big commotion, how could the servants in the palace not know about it, but since the person in charge was Master Xiao Fan, and he was saving his own eldest son, no one dared to stop it.
At this moment, suddenly a clear, somewhat anxious, somewhat frightened voice rang out.
"Brother! Why did you run out by yourself?" Not far from the bottom left of the stone steps stood a noble lady wearing an apricot red blouse, her little face flushed anxiously: "Be careful that Daddy will kill you."
Fan Xian turned his head in a daze, looked at the young lady, and saw that the young lady still had that weak and docile appearance, but her brows and eyes were a little more beautiful and graceful than in previous years. I haven't seen you for a year, how did little loli become such a pure and lovely girl
The young lady also saw Fan Xian's face clearly, she was startled, and covered her lips, her eyes suddenly seemed to think of something after being surprised, and immediately there was a trace of mist, and she wanted to cry.
The fear in Fan Xian's heart, if you say that the person he fears the most in the capital, besides the emperor's old man in the palace, is the little girl in front of him who has a deep affection for him. Fortunately, the dust has settled by his side now, he is her... cousin, he has relaxed a lot, but seeing the girl's sad appearance today, he feels a little uncomfortable.
The girl's family finally calmed down, went to Fan Xian and smiled slightly, and said in a mosquito-like voice, "I met Brother Xian."
Hearing the words of Brother Xian, Fan Xian gasped, thinking it was coming again, coming again, but he had no choice but to say in a calm and kind tone like an elder brother: "I have seen Sister Roujia." , if you want to know what will happen next, please log in, more chapters, support the author, support the original!)