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"Your Majesty likes to watch people plant flowers and plants, and to watch the scenery."
"Oh? Isn't that very similar to Uncle Wang's hobby?"
"He's lazy, just looking at it, how can anyone dare to let him do it himself?"
"I heard... that Begonia girl likes to get close to the countryside?"
There was a chill.
"Your Majesty... he is a very interesting person."
"Your Majesty... In fact, he often does a lot of interesting things... It's just that since he was a child, he has been taught how to govern the country by his mother's ears, and we rarely see him."
In the flower hall, the words of the princess with a faint smile sounded from time to time. Fan Xian stood outside the door and listened quietly, knowing that what the woman said was not false. There was also a turmoil in the Northern Qi royal family more than ten years ago. I don't know how many princes and nobles were involved, including the biological father of Miss Shen who is currently hiding in the Yan Mansion. He also became famous because of this incident.
The Empress Dowager of the Northern Qi Dynasty has only one son, the current Northern Qi Emperor, and the rest of the princesses are all born to the other concubines of the former Northern Qi Emperor. Although the eldest princess married to Nanqing is quite respected by the mother and son of the Northern Qi Empress Dowager, she is not her own after all, and there is always a little distance between them, and after experiencing the tragic experience of carrying a child to survive, the Northern Qi Empress Dowager has no respect for other people. The children of the clan will of course be more vigilant.
These people in Nanqing were somewhat curious about the little emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty, and they kept asking more and more questions, but the concubine couldn't tell any details, and said that it was interesting and interesting.
Ye Linger saw him eavesdropping outside the door, and gave him a curious look.
Fan Xian smiled, pushed the door open and entered.
The eldest princess who was frowning and troubled saw the two of them coming in, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "You better don't ask me, I really can't figure out our majesty, and I don't bother in the palace on weekdays." See last time, when he was young, the Queen Mother took care of him very strictly, and when he grew up, he was busy with state affairs... On the other hand, Fan Xian, he traveled with His Majesty several times in the Northern Qi Dynasty. His Majesty has always loved him very much. If you want to ask something interesting, You might as well ask him."
At this time, Fan Xian and Ye Linger returned to their seats, and Ye Linger moved closer to Lin Waner, with an excited face, and lowered his voice to describe his thoughts after the farewell, ignoring the rest of the conversation. Fan Xian and the second prince looked at each other and smiled helplessly, but did not notice that someone mentioned his name.
When everyone heard the words of the great concubine, they remembered that apart from the concubine, the only one who had seen the little Northern Qi emperor was Fan Xian, and everyone knew that the little emperor attached great importance to Fan Xian's talent in poetry and diction. .
The eldest son Li Hongcheng hiccupped, looked at Fan Xian and said, "Anzhi, what kind of person is the Northern Qi Emperor?"
Fan Xian was stunned for a moment, regained his senses, and said, "The king of a country, how can I, a foreign minister, like to talk about it."
As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the hall felt a little embarrassed. It is indeed not a very appropriate thing to discuss the right and wrong gossip of the Northern Qi emperor in front of the eldest princess. It's just that human curiosity is always hard to restrain, including the second prince. Inside, they all urged Fan Xian to say a few more words.
Fan Xian scratched his head and asked, "Why are you so interested in the Northern Qi Emperor?"
The men in the flower hall suddenly fell silent, showing embarrassment, only the three girls were whispering like ants gnawing leaves.
The princess smiled and shook her head, lifted her skirt slightly, and left the flower hall with a calm expression on her face, saying that she was going to see how the luncheon was arranged.
As a concubine, why did she need to worry about these trivial matters in person? It was undoubtedly because she wanted to give these clan and nobles of the Qing Kingdom a convenient occasion to speak. Sure enough, when the concubine walked away from the flower hall, the eldest prince shook his head and said, "You have to pay attention, the little Northern Qi emperor has always been mysterious and ruthless, neither the Overwatch Council nor the military's intelligence has any detailed description." , his temperament, hobbies, moods and anger are like a mystery."
"So what? As an emperor, he naturally has to keep his secrets in front of his subjects." Fan Xian replied with a smile.
The eldest prince said seriously: "But he is the king of a foreign country, the more mysterious he is in front of us, the more terrifying he will be."
Fan Xian frowned and said, "He's just a young man, how can he get involved in something terrible?" When he first met the Northern Qi Emperor in the capital of the Northern Qi Dynasty, he thought that the other party was a young man of his own age. After investigating the information, it was discovered that the little emperor was actually two years younger than himself.
During the season in the south of the Yangtze River, every time he thought of the foresight and foresight of the little emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty, who calmly and courageously used the internal treasury silver to participate in the internal affairs of Nanqing, Fan Xian also felt palpitating, but this matter involved his greatest privacy, and he definitely did not Dare to say it will come out in the flower hall.
The second prince put down the fruit in his hand, sighed and said, "It's scary that this kind of thing has nothing to do with age." He glanced at Fan Xian, meaning that when you first entered the capital, you were only a young man of sixteen or seventeen, but it was extremely terrifying. Then he said with a smile: "You should be aware of the heavy affairs of Jinyiwei in the Northern Qi Dynasty. In the end, Wei Hua was appointed as the commander... The desolation of heavy death, but the little emperor waved his hand skillfully, and made the whole thing come back, that is, let Uesugi The tiger was trapped in the capital and couldn't leave, and he successfully took over the power of the Queen's party... Now Wei Hua doesn't even listen to the queen mother, and Kuhe Guoshi also keeps silent... A king at such a young age is Where did such a deep city come from? How did he convince so many people to side with him?"
The second prince said with emphasis: "If the dispute between the emperor and empress of the Northern Qi Dynasty turns into a fierce situation, it will be a blessing for me... We thought that the emperor's initial administration would not last as long as the Queen Mother of the Northern Qi Dynasty. Temperament, I'm afraid it will cause chaos in the Northern Qi court, but who knows that this little emperor took back the power in his hands without making a sound, this kind of method is really... terrible."
Fan Xian became silent. He was very clear about the inside story of Chong Chong's murder. He even proposed this matter to the Northern Qi Emperor through Haitang's mouth.
At this time, the atmosphere in the flower hall was a little tense. The three girls knew that the men were talking about state affairs, so they shut up knowingly.
The eldest son Li Hongcheng no longer had any excess alcohol in his eyes at this time, and said with a frown: "The emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty is the ruler of a country. He doesn't like women, and he doesn't have any bad habits. He is clear-headed and self-sufficient... This kind of person is the most terrifying. In the future, if I, Daqing, want to march northward, the first consideration is not the strength of Northern Qi, but the temperament of the Northern Qi emperor, if the Emperor of Northern Qi is not chaotic, there is no good way for us here."
As soon as these words came out, the First Prince and the Second Prince nodded their heads one after another.
Fan Xian was slightly startled, feeling a little surprised watching this scene, shocked by the serious expressions of the three royal children, he was speechless for a while. Only now did he realize that for himself, Northern Qi was just a partner, but for Qing's younger generation of dignitaries, Northern Qi was destined to be annexed by the Daqing Dynasty.
Nanqing was fond of martial arts, the previous generation had conquered a vast territory, now the world left to the new generation is the big but not stiff Northern Qi. This is a fanaticism deeply rooted in the blood. Neither the first prince nor Li Hongcheng can get rid of this fanaticism. Even the second prince, who is a gentle character, still can't forget the attack on Beiqi.
Nanqing is in great power and has maintained an offensive momentum for 30 years. For Nanqing people, this is no longer a question that needs to be considered. What needs to be considered is when to attack Northern Qi... So what kind of person is the Northern Qi emperor? , is very important to the three royal children in the hall.
Looking at the thoughtful expression of the second prince, it is clear that being able to rule the world is the ultimate goal of all Nanqing people, and it can even temporarily suppress his anxiety about the dragon chair.
"It's said that the Northern Qi emperor doesn't like women, but last time he specifically wanted to exchange Si Lili back to Northern Qi... An Zhi, you were the envoy last time. What details did you find in the capital?" The eldest prince asked earnestly.
Fan Xian said slowly after a long while: "It's true that you don't get close to women. There are only a few side concubines in the huge palace, and in order to prevent the power of foreign relatives from regenerating, the little emperor stubbornly resisted the pressure of the big families in the capital. The selected concubines are all from commoner backgrounds, and the strange thing is that the queen mother does not seem to object to this arrangement."
The second prince frowned and said: "Even if it is to prevent the relatives from becoming powerful, this kind of arrangement is not a good idea to appease the courtiers. It is not appropriate."
Fan Xian nodded, pretending to be worried, and said, "As the princess said earlier, His Majesty the Emperor is a little hard to see through. He is clearly in front of his eyes, but he always feels that there is a very clever disguise on his body."
Li Hongcheng laughed: "Come on, that emperor is very sincere to you. You said you were a foreign minister earlier, but I don't think the people of Northern Qi regard you as a foreign minister. Otherwise, how could they issue a letter of credence after killing you?" Kyoto protest?"
The eldest prince shook his head angrily and said: "The Northern Qi people bullied me too much, and they played it so abruptly."
Fan Xian smiled wryly, "Your Highness, this matter has nothing to do with me."
When it came to the matter of sniping, the second prince was not too embarrassed. He looked selfless and magnanimous, and made fun of Fan Xian and said, "Of course it has nothing to do with you. Don't say that you are from Nanqing. That's all, even if the little emperor likes you again and drags you to Northern Qi, can he still marry his own sister to you?"
Ye Ling'er interjected at this moment: "I think it might be...Fan Xiansheng has a good skin, and the little emperor of Northern Qi is his fanatic."
As soon as this remark came out, serious discussions became naughty jokes.
Fan Xian smiled, and calmly watched the conversation between these men and women. They told some anecdotes about the palace back then, which Fan Xian didn't understand, and gradually developed an illusion of being excluded from the aura. In other words, before he entered the capital, the men and women in the flower hall had grown up looking at each other since they were young. The younger generation of the Qing Dynasty royal family had always had a good relationship. He... was an outsider in the first place.
However, Fan Xian did not indulge in this emotion too much, because of the previous discussion about the Little Emperor of Northern Qi, he fell into deep thought, and vaguely felt that he seemed to be catching something very mysterious.
In his mind, he recounted in detail the situation when he met the Northern Qi Emperor in the upper capital, and carefully reviewed the tacit cooperation between himself and the other party in the past year and a half, supplemented by the Northern Qi Emperor's aesthetic interest With the small details of life, gradually there is a light in my mind that is about to rush out.
Just couldn't get out.
Amidst the faint fragrance, Fan Xian was in a daze all the time, so that the people around him quieted down and looked at him, but he hadn't noticed it yet.
Fan Xian suddenly realized that he had lost his composure, smiled awkwardly, and subconsciously said, "It smells so good."
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It smells so good!
A faint fragrance permeated the flower hall. Fan Xian lost his mind slightly, as if there was some kind of magical power in his nose that made him lose his mind again. This scent was actually extremely light and elegant, but to him, it was so strong, So thrilling!
When he turned around, he saw that the princess had already left and returned, and she had already changed into a dress. Fan Xian forced a smile and asked, "Where does the fragrance come from?"
The princess was slightly taken aback, and then laughed: "I didn't expect that you are not only smart in ice and snow, but also delicate in your mind and nose. I have worn this sachet on me for a year, and my lord has never smelled it. I just wore it today. Come on, you can smell it."
Everyone looked at Fan Xian curiously, and Ye Linger sniffled even more. She didn't smell any special fragrance, but the incense burning in the flower hall was swept away by the cold wind on the lake, and it was extremely indifferent.
"Isn't it incense?" Ye Linger asked curiously.
The princess smiled and said: "Of course it's not incense." She took out an extremely delicate and small sachet from her waist and said, "I brought it from the capital."
Fan Xian had an extremely strong urge to take that sachet in his hand and smell it carefully, but the sachet is a woman's personal thing, and it has a lot of meaning, so it is impossible to make this request no matter what.
After hearing Wang Hao's words, his face calmed down, and he asked with a smile: "They haven't been to Beiqi, so of course they can't smell this faint scent. I have been there, no wonder I can smell it."
The concubine smiled and shook her head and said, "I bet you haven't smelled it... You've been to the palace in Shangjing, have you gone to the back mountain?"
Fan Xian nodded.
The princess said: "This sachet contains golden osmanthus. The golden osmanthus is on the mountain. There should be only one plant in the whole world... This golden osmanthus has a very faint fragrance. If you don't pay attention, you can't smell it."
Fan Xian said with a smile: "I went up the mountain and only stayed in the pavilion by the stream for a while, but I didn't see this rare golden osmanthus."
"It grows on the top of the mountain." The princess said with a smile, "It is an isolated species transplanted from the north by the national teacher, and the fragrance is not very strong, so no one has gathered its stamens as a sachet... So I dare say, even if you have stayed in the palace, Mrs. Fan, you have never smelled it."
Fan Xian asked in surprise: "Princess, your sachet..."
Everyone was a little bored, why did Fan Xian never forget this sachet, and kept asking. Fan Xian was also afraid of showing his feet, and explained with a smile: "I like this fragrance, and I want to pick up a whole one for Wan'er."
Lin Wan'er smiled slightly, knowing that her husband must have thought otherwise. But other people didn't understand, the eldest prince disagreed and said: "Big man, why do you put all your attention on these daughter's affairs."
The eldest princess glared at him and said: "A man who can ride a horse and embroider flowers is a really good man."
The First Prince immediately shut up.
The princess turned to Fan Xian and said with a smile, "It's not easy for you to pick up a whole one for Princess Chen... No, it might not be easy for others in this world, but you have a chance... You can edit the book yourself and ask His Majesty."
This Majesty is naturally that Majesty of the Northern Qi Dynasty.
Fan Xian smiled gently: "Could it be that the one on the princess was also given by your majesty?"
"Yes." With a little homesickness in Wang Hao's eyes, she said lightly: "In the past, in the capital, only His Majesty wore a sachet of golden osmanthus. That night, His Majesty gave me his personal sachet, so that I can remember the taste of my homeland even in the south."
The atmosphere in the flower hall became a little sentimental with the princess's few words.
Fan Xian glanced over the sachet, smiled, and said nothing.
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After dinner in the palace of the great prince, it was late in the evening. Fan Xian and the second prince had another in-depth conversation in the study under the arrangement of the eldest prince, but the two of them in Baoyue Tower had already talked enough deep. Today's Second Prince has the support of the Ye family and a great master behind him, so he definitely refuses to take half a step back. And although Fan Xian knew that his situation was as the second prince said, it seemed to be as powerful as a mountain, but in fact it was in danger, but he was in the world and couldn't help himself, so he wanted to get out, and that was impossible.
At least the Emperor Qing would not allow it.
After the second prince took a deep look at him for the last time, he said slowly: "Anzhi, there is something I must remind you... There is no doubt that you are the biggest troublemaker in the Qing Kingdom in the past two years... And what happened back then You also know why your father let you live and grow up in Danzhou, instead of simply cleaning up all the troubles?"
Fan Xian lowered his head slightly, thinking that the second prince is indeed a powerful character who is very good at persuading people. If Uncle Wuzhu's threat to the emperor is not considered, the emperor of Qing Kingdom secretly protects himself from growing up. His son's breath always has a three-pointed meaning of pity.
"Father will not allow us brothers to do too violent things." The second prince looked at him and said quietly: "But for you, if the situation does not escalate, you can only sit back and watch the flow go eastward." , the situation is getting worse day by day, and this is your problem."
Fan Xian smiled slightly, thinking that the situation was about to intensify. If he wanted to keep what he had now, he would have to pay an unbearable price for others.
"It doesn't matter whether you live or die." Fan Xian looked at the second prince and said seriously.
Regardless of life and death, there are two meanings, one is that life and death must be separated, and the other is only about struggle, not involving each other's life and death.
The second prince raised his hand and clapped lightly with Fan Xian.
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In the afternoon, the Overwatch Council suddenly received news that there was a change in Xihu's side, that the military situation had been sent to the Privy Council, and that Fan Xianjin was sent to the palace. As the commander of the imperial army, the eldest prince had no choice but to leave, but the second prince and Li Hongcheng could still stay in the palace.
Fan Xian asked his wife to talk to Ye Ling'er for a while, and left the palace alone, and got into his own carriage. Without waiting for the eldest prince, he ordered the carriage to walk slowly along the snowy streets of Kyoto.
The matter of Xihu is not very urgent, it will take at least a month for news from the two places to go back and forth, so there is no need to rush into the palace at this time. Fan Xian needs time to digest what happened today.
The black carriage circled around the streets of Kyoto a few times, and drove onto a relatively quiet street. Fujiko Jing, who was sitting on the driver's seat, looked around vigilantly. There were some inconspicuous disguised spies on the front, back, left, and right sides of the carriage, keeping Fan Xian in check. safety.
Fan Xian closed his eyes and leaned against the back of the car seat. His complexion was a little pale, and the corners of his lips were a little dry.
The faint fragrance of golden osmanthus... It turned out that the fragrance of that night was the fragrance of golden osmanthus. He was a little dazed thinking about that night, that temple, that field, and that belt that he didn't have time to fasten. But it's obviously Si Lili...it's Si Lili...but, that incense before waking up, those hands rubbing her temples
His thin lips trembled twice, he cursed a few curse words quickly in a low voice, and subconsciously slapped his palm on the car beside him.
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With a loud bang, Fan Xian slapped his palm heavily in anger, and the extremely domineering true energy in his body surged out. The touch of the palm wind was indestructible. In just a moment, there was a loud sound of wood cracking on the quiet street.
The black carriage was like paper, half of it was smashed by this palm, the wheels were shattered, the carriage overturned, the horses were frightened, and they kept digging their hooves. Fujiko Jing was shocked and barely stood on the spot.
The dust gradually settled down, and Fan Xian, dressed in a black official uniform, stood absent-mindedly among the rubble on the ground.
Beside him, Huwei Gundam's long knife was half out of its sheath, his eyes were shooting wildly, trying to find the trace of the assassin. Seven or eight swordsmen from the six divisions were scattered around, gripping the iron rods at their waists, and aiming the crossbow arrows in their left hands at the periphery.
Fan Xian lowered his head and thought for a long time, and couldn't help but think of the two words in the letter his mother left in the box. He couldn't help but pull the corners of his lips slightly, showing a self-deprecating smile, and sighed sadly: "Retribution..." (, If you want to know later What's the matter, please log in, more chapters, support the author, support the genuine version!)