Joy of Life

Chapter 1212: The more silent the merrier

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(Status is mediocre, the notebook is charging and the home is always tripping... I am very annoyed, sorry.)

The banquet went quite smoothly, at least on the surface, especially when Fan Sizhe took over the pair of jade lions from the Marquis of Chang'an with a smile on his face.

It's just that Fan Sizhe, as the host, always looks outside the hall of Baoyue Building habitually. Today, Baoyuelou was booked by him, and there were no other guests. Wei Hua, who was sitting next to him, frowned slightly, wondering who else would come? Why didn't I hear the wind beforehand

Looking at Fan Sizhe's expression, one can imagine that the guests who are coming soon are of high status, otherwise he wouldn't have uncontrollable anticipation and nervousness, but if the status of the guests is not low, why did the banquet start before the guests arrived

Wei Hua subconsciously shook his head, a self-deprecating and bitter smile appeared on the corner of his lips, he knew in his heart that the two brothers of the Fan family could not be judged by common sense. He is now the Commander of the Fusi of Jinyiwei Township in Northern Qi Dynasty, taking over the heavy duties of the past. Most of the secret service agencies in Northern Qi Dynasty are under his control. However, once facing the Fan brothers who came from the south, Wei Hua was still slightly nervous.

Fan Xian was in charge of the Overwatch Council, and Wei Hua was an honest "co-worker", but Wei Hua knew that he was not as long as Fan Xian in this field, and Jinyiwei in the Northern Dynasty was not as big as the Overwatch Council in the Southern Dynasty. power, so if two people really want to fight across the border, I am not enough for the other party.

As for Fan Sizhe, Wei Hua looked at the fat boy beside him entertaining the guests, and frowned slightly. Regarding this character, he admitted that he was a bit misjudged two years ago. He thought it was just Fan Xian who used his power to send his brother to Beiqi to escape. Unexpectedly, more than a year later, Fan Sizhe hid behind the scenes, and actually controlled the old Cui's line firmly, and his business behind the scenes was also flourishing.

It's not the business sensitivity and ability that a young man should have at all.

Wei Hua patted his forehead, smiled and had a drink with Fan Sizhe, and made some jokes. The purpose of Fan Sizhe's treat today is very clear. The private goods from the south must be taken over by someone on the North Road. It is impossible for a person from Nanqing to sell them in the North Qi. In previous years, the Wei family, especially the Marquis of Changning, took over. Now Fan Sizhe His courage was getting bigger and bigger, and naturally he felt that the delivery speed of Changninghou's family was too slow, so he also tied Chang'anhou in.

Wei Hua doesn't dislike this arrangement, not because Marquis Chang'an is his own uncle, but because he knows that the Wei family is just a puppet placed in front of the emperor's stage, and the profits of the big head are continuously filled into His Majesty's through this business. Internal treasury and treasury.

And no matter how troublesome Fan Sizhe was, he was in the Northern Qi Dynasty after all, and Wei Hua had enough ability to monitor him. If something went wrong, Jin Yiwei could easily salvage Fan Sizhe's business.

It's just that before the final step of the matter, Wei Hua absolutely dare not do such a thing, even dare to ask for an order. Because Northern Qi needed what Fan Xian spit out from Nanqing's inner treasury, Wei Hua was afraid of Fan Xian's ruthless methods, and Wei Hua was afraid of Fan Xian's unreasonable.

The door curtain of Baoyue Tower moved slightly, and the two girls entered hand in hand. Wei Hua's hand holding the wine glass trembled, almost spilling it.

He knew both of those girls, which was one of the reasons why Wei Hua had always been deeply afraid of Fan Xian.

Haitang and Fan Ruoruo.

Wei Hua stood up to greet him, turned around and pretended to blame Fan Sizhe for a few words, and invited the two distinguished direct disciples of Tiandao to sit at the table.

The scene was a little awkward for a while.

Because everyone in the Northern Qi Dynasty knew that the Empress Dowager wanted Haitang to marry Wei Hua, but Haitang had some unclear relationship with Fan Xian.

Wei Hua smiled wryly, and said to Haitang: "Fan Ershao treats guests, you just came like this, you really don't give me face."

Haitang smiled, took the jade lion handed over by Fan Sizhe, played with it, and said, "You just like to talk."

Wei Hua laughed and said nothing more. From a long time ago, he knew that this woman was not something he could touch by himself. When the queen mother had that intention, he immediately refused to enter the palace, but it didn't work. The queen mother always loves her children like that It doesn't make sense.

The queen mother is unreasonable, Fan Xian is unreasonable, Wei Hua doesn't have the guts - this matter offends Fan Xian too much, and besides marrying a peerless master of the ninth rank to go home, how can the husband be encouraged? Besides, although this Begonia girl has a blue body and a bright heart, she is really average in appearance...

However, last year Wei Hua's younger sister went to the south of the Yangtze River with Langtao. When they passed by Wuzhou, they had an argument with Fan Xian. Wei Hua knew that Fan Xian's petty temper must be holding grudges. Annoyed.

Thoughts were wandering in the past few years, Wei Hua couldn't help but sighed out of composure, Fan Xian, Fan Xian, you are too disrespectful to me, you put yourself down in everything, this is a colleague Why is it too urgent to meet each other? As the commander of the Jinyiwei, how could he not be as happy as the commissioner of the Overwatch Council

Ever since Haitang and Fan Ruoruo entered Baoyue Tower, the banquet in the hall became much quieter. The veteran elders of the Wei family posed as elders and chatted with the two girls, but they were thinking in their hearts that they wanted to benefit His Majesty in this negotiation. ... Especially Miss Haitang, where did her elbow go? So the attack on Fan Sizhe slowed down.

Fan Sizhe had a calm face, smiled and talked. During the chat, he explained clearly the profit sharing and handover rules for the coming year. He asked Haitang and his sister to come here today to give himself a bargaining chip. Chaos the hearts of Northern Qi people.

In name, it was a negotiation between him and the Wei family, but in fact Fan Xian's dealings with the Northern Qi emperor, although not everyone was aware of it, but the Marquis of Changning and his son who led the Wei family did.

After drinking for three rounds, the discussion was over, and the two parties broke up happily, but Wei Hua's face was not very happy. It was obvious that Fan Sizhe still took the big head in this new round of spoils agreement.

As the night was getting darker, Haitang took the warm jade lion, looked at Fan Sizhe with a half-smile, and then left, leaving the moon-holding building to their siblings.

"I don't like Haitang." Fan Sizhe said with a frown in a room in the Beijing Branch of Baoyue Building.

"You are becoming more and more old-fashioned now." Fan Ruoruo patted his younger brother on the head habitually, and said with a smile, "What's wrong with Senior Sister? Don't you still hate the matter of using you as a donkey?"

Fan Sizhe shook his head and said, "That's what brother meant, to make me suffer, I understand."

Fan Ruoruo looked at his younger brother in surprise, tilted his head, and said, "I'm really getting old-fashioned, I really don't look like a child."

Fan Sizhe laughed at himself, and said: "In such a place, there is no one you can trust, and there is nothing you can do if you don't want to be careful...By the way, sister, you are old-fashioned..." His spirit suddenly cheered up, and he asked: "Is it true? Say, I am more and more like a brother?"

Fan Sizhe asked excitedly, because in his mind, his eldest brother, Fan Xian, was an idol in life. If he could get closer to his image, he would naturally be more proud.

Fan Ruoruo covered her lips and smiled, and said, "It's because you are becoming more and more like your father. It seems that your father beat you like that back then, and it seems to have some effect."

She paused and then said: "You said earlier that you didn't like Senior Sister Haitang, why exactly?"

Fan Sizhe quietly looked into her sister's eyes and didn't speak for a while.

Fan Ruoruo also looked at him calmly.

"Sister, you should understand." Fan Sizhe said seriously, "We already have a sister-in-law."

Fan Ruoruo frowned, and sighed, "Yes."

Fan Sizhe frowned, thought for a while and said softly, "Actually, my brother doesn't even know that my sister-in-law has written me many letters over the past year."

Fan Ruoruo was slightly startled, and asked, "What did sister-in-law say in the letter?"

"What can I say? It's not about the family, the father, or the mother." Fan Sizhe sighed: "My little uncle is alone in a foreign country, and my sister-in-law must be worried. To be honest, I have nothing to figure out this year. I don't want to bother my brother with my mind, it's my sister-in-law who helped me out."

Fan Ruoruo gradually digested the shock in her heart. It was the first time she had heard of this matter. After tasting it for a long time, she tasted many flavors and said sadly: "Sister-in-law... is a very poor person. Confined in another courtyard, my brother is in the south of the Yangtze River."

"My brother only knows how to kick me to the north." Fan Sizhe said with dissatisfaction, "Although he knows that he is training me, but has he ever thought about how old I am? How can I make such a big mess? ? I only know how to let go, not as thoughtful as my sister-in-law thinks."

Fan Ruoruo frowned and reprimanded, "It's not easy for my brother to be in the south. If it wasn't for him to stand firm, how could you stand firm in the north? How could he have lost his hand? The shopkeepers of Qingyutang are secretly helping you. The Overwatch Council's network in Northern Qi is also serving you. He has put a lot of effort into cultivating you... As for training, it's not that you don't know what kind of person your brother is. He grew up in Danzhou alone since he was a child. I don’t know how hard it is to get to where we are today, this is what he believes in, this is how he treats himself, we are his younger siblings, of course he will choose this way.”

After a series of reprimands, Fan Sizhe seemed to have returned to the capital a few years ago. At that time, he was not afraid of anything but the iron ruler in his sister's hand, and suddenly softened. After a while, he murmured: "Anyway... I don't like crabapple."

Fan Ruoruo sighed, "It's not like you don't know how much Miss Haitang has helped my brother secretly."

"It's just an exchange of interests. Apart from the dead Zhuang Mohan, how many other people in the Northern Qi Dynasty are truly saints who don't care about anything?" Fan Sizhe sneered, "Don't look at you worshiping under Kuhe's family now. The number one big boss, but if my brother is no longer useful to Bei Qi, we are afraid that we will be trampled down immediately, and by then, I don't expect Haitang to stand up for us."

Fan Ruoruo said seriously: "My opinion is opposite to yours."

Fan Sizhe shook his head, and said quietly after a long while: "What's the matter... there must be one who comes first, right?"

Fan Ruoruo pondered for a long time, then nodded slowly, she also felt great pity for the respectable and amiable sister-in-law who was used to silence and hurt, and admitted her brother's opinion. It's just that suddenly, an absurd thought surged in her heart, if it's said to come first...she should be the first one to get to her brother, right? It's just a trick of fate... There was a trace of bitterness on the corner of her lips, and she immediately suppressed this undue emotion, and worried about the fate of her sister-in-law Lin Wan'er together with her younger brother.

"Brother is definitely not the kind of person who is unfeeling and unlucky, but now my sister-in-law is between the eldest princess and my brother, I really don't know how to deal with myself."

"Don't think too much about it." Fan Sizhe shrugged, "The key issue now is the situation of my brother in the south."

"I see that you have a big banquet tonight, and I think you have lost your composure."

"The eldest princess has collapsed, so I naturally want to use this opportunity to earn more money." Fan Sizhe said, "It's just that the big brother faction dominates the court and China, so I always feel that there will be some problems."

"Perhaps it's too far away. Duda doesn't say it's wrong, but he's standing in the wind." Fan Ruoruo said with a smile: "Whether it's family affairs or state affairs, it seems that those of us who are strangers in a foreign land can't worry about it." .”

Fan Sizhe was taken aback, thinking that with his sister's usual attitude, he should be very worried about Fan Xian's safety, why did he act so indifferently, but he didn't dare to criticize his sister, subconsciously asked: "Whose poem?"

"elder brother."

"Isn't he writing poetry?"

"It's not doing it in front of outsiders."

"Well... we really don't care?"

"What can we worry about?" Fan Ruoruo's face was calm with confidence in his brother, "He sent us to Beiqi with great pains, but he didn't want us to participate in these things. If we really want to For his own good, then we must live a good life here and don't let him worry about it."

"How to live a good life?"

"Are you happy being the boss?"

"It's okay, although sometimes it's troublesome."

"I'm going to the hospital tomorrow, and I also feel that this kind of life is very happy... My brother said that people live in this world to find things they like to do."

"Since we have already found it, we must continue to do so. The safer and happier we live." Fan Ruoruo concluded, "The more peace of mind my brother will have, the more we will contribute to the family." (, such as If you want to know the future, please log in, more chapters, support the author, support the original!)