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Sitting on the couch, Fan Xian gently held grandma's hand, and found that the wrinkles on grandma's hands were getting deeper and deeper, and he felt a palpitation of being separated from his flesh and blood. After checking the pulse, he found that grandma only suffered from a cold occasionally, and there was nothing serious about her body. However... after all, she is getting old, the oil is almost exhausted, the lamp is about to dry out, and I don't know how many more years she can survive.
Thinking of this, his mood sank, coupled with the shock brought by the emperor downstairs at this time, he fell into silence.
After a long silence on the second floor, the old lady sighed and said, "What are you worried about?"
"I don't know how to go in the future?" Fan Xian looked at grandma's serious face and said with a smile. He knew that beneath grandma's serious face was a gentle heart.
"You have been walking well these past few years." The old lady's voice was a little low, although the conversation between their grandparents and grandchildren must not be heard downstairs. She smiled kindly and rubbed Fan Xian's head, her tone and expression were full of pride and relief.
With the status and reputation that Fan Xian had gained in the past three years, the old lady who single-handedly taught this grandson certainly had enough reasons to be proud.
"Ninety-ninety people travel a hundred miles." Fan Xian patted his head mockingly, and said, "I'm afraid that my head will suddenly fall off halfway through."
The old lady looked at her grandson quietly, and said gently after a while: "Did your Majesty come to Danzhou, and you had some unlucky thoughts?"
Fan Xian lowered his head and thought for a long time, then confirmed the emotion that had arisen spontaneously before him, and then nodded solemnly.
The old lady looked into his eyes and said softly: "You are getting old too, but there are some things I have to remind you."
"Grandma, please tell."
"Our Fan family never needs to stand in line... and you, let alone stand in line, because we have always stood in front of His Majesty." The old lady said solemnly and seriously: "As long as you guarantee this, then you will never Mistakes."
There are countless meanings hidden in this sentence, but they are all based on the strongest trust in the emperor. Fan Xian glanced at his grandma with some doubts, but he didn't dare to ask.
"There is no need to doubt what has been proven in thirty years."
Fan Xian didn't think so. He believed that what history proved would often be overthrown by the future in the end. After thinking for a while, he said: "But under such circumstances, it is too risky for His Majesty to leave the capital."
"Are you going to stay for a while?" The old lady looked at her grandson with a half-smile.
Fan Xian thought for a while and then nodded: "It should be too late to go back at this time." In fact, this is also a lie. He knew that since the emperor came to Danzhou at this time, he must have very important thoughts in his heart, not himself. He could be rushed back with a few words, but as a courtier, especially if he wanted to pretend to be a loyal and filial son, he had to say some things in person.
The old lady said with a smile: "Then you go, or His Majesty will wait in a hurry."
Fan Xian also smiled, but didn't leave right away, and carefully probed into grandma with Tianyi's zhenqi, checked the old man's physical condition, left a few prescriptions, and talked with grandma for a while Gossiping, it wasn’t until the old man started to feel sleepy at noon that he pulled the thin towel for grandma and tiptoed downstairs.
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Going down to the first floor, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, Qin Tianjian Zheng, and Eunuch Yao all looked at Fan Xian strangely. These people didn't expect Mr. Xiao Fan to be so courageous. He stayed on the second floor for so long, leaving His Majesty the Emperor who was waiting to talk to him for a long time.
Fan Xian was probably the only person in this world who dared to make Emperor Qing wait for so long. These big shots were all thinking in their hearts that His Majesty's love for this illegitimate child had indeed reached a very exaggerated level.
Fan Xian saluted these people, and asked with a smile, "Where's Your Majesty?"
Minister of Rites gave a wry smile, glanced outside with his eyes, and pointed him the way. Eunuch Yao held back a smile and led Fan Xian out, saying, "Look at the sweet-scented osmanthus in the garden."
Danzhou is most famous for scented tea. Both Fan Shangshu and Fan Xian like it. Every year, the old house will send it to Kyoto, and some of it will be brought into the palace. Although the garden in the old house was not big, there was a corner that Fan Xian had blocked off and planted some sweet-scented osmanthus for mixing tea.
Walking outside the corner garden, Eunuch Yao crouched and retreated. Fan Xian felt a little strange in his heart. Why did the eunuch, the chief eunuch of the Imperial Study, run away when he was not serving His Majesty? As he thought about it, he stepped into the garden and saw the emperor under the tree.
And the old guy next to the emperor.
Fan Xian took a deep breath, no wonder Eunuch Yao didn't need to be by the emperor's side, there was another father-in-law by his side. He stepped forward, bowed to the emperor, turned sideways, and said to the eunuch as politely and unobtrusively as possible: "Hello, Mr. Hong."
In front of the emperor, showing kindness to the eunuch was something that should never have happened. But Fan Xian knew that Eunuch Hong was not an ordinary person, and the emperor would give him three points of respect, so it shouldn't be a big deal to say hello to him.
Hong Sitch smiled slightly, glanced at Fan Xian, and retreated behind the emperor without saying anything.
The emperor looked away from the osmanthus trees in the garden, clapped his hands, and turned to Fan Xian and said, "I heard that you moved in and planted these trees?"
Fan Xian replied: "Yes, the garden of the old house is not big. There were no trees in it before, and it looked a little boring, especially in spring and summer, when there were tall trees and flowers outside, but it was too quiet inside, so a few trees were moved. .”
"It seems that you have some interest in this child." The emperor said with a smile: "When I lived in this courtyard, there were trees, but they were all discounted by people like me practicing martial arts."
Fan Xian was speechless inwardly, he had lived in this house for sixteen years, but he never knew that the emperor had lived here as well, and the old lady's mouth was really serious.
He suddenly thought of the past that both his father and Prince Jing had mentioned. Back then, His Majesty took Chen Pingping and her father to Danzhou for a visit. At that time, His Majesty was just an unknown prince. And it was in Danzhou...they met their mother and Uncle Wuzhu. So, when the emperor lived in the old mansion, that is... well, the moment when the wheel of history started to turn
Walking in the garden, chatting gossip with the emperor, Fan Xian's mood gradually became a little anxious, he didn't know what opportunity he should find to speak, and urged the emperor to return to Beijing quickly, the expression on his face began to look a little bit Get up unnaturally.
"I'm not a micro-service." As if guessing what Fan Xian was thinking, the emperor said with a slight mockery: "After three days since I left the capital, I have already announced it to the world, so don't worry too much about it."
Fan Xian opened his eyes wide and asked in surprise, "Your Majesty... does everyone know that you have come to Danzhou?"
"Wrong, everyone knows that I am going to sacrifice to heaven." The emperor glanced at him, put his hands behind his back, and walked out of the garden first.
Fan Xian glanced at Eunuch Hong with some doubts, and hurriedly followed, followed behind the emperor and asked, "Your Majesty, why didn't I know about this matter?"
The emperor didn't stop, and said with a sneer: "Master Imperial Envoy, you had a good time at sea, how can you receive the order from me to Hangzhou?"
Fan Xian was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to answer.
The emperor paused, and said angrily: "After all, you are an imperial envoy all the way, how can you leave your post without authorization? I have already issued an order to let you join the heaven worship team. When you return to Hangzhou in the future, you will carry out these procedures on a regular basis." Walk."
After being embarrassed, Fan Xian was slightly startled. It turned out that His Majesty's will had already been made known to the world, and he, an imperial envoy, was allowed to join the heaven worshiping team. No wonder the officials along the coast would have guessed the people on board. It's just that what the emperor said earlier was obviously trying to protect himself... Hey, it seems that after the incident in Kyoto a few months later, His Majesty's mood doesn't seem so bad.
Seeing the emperor's footsteps stepping out of the wooden door of the old house, the guards hidden in the dark all around and the officials in the courtyard followed. The scene was extremely lively for a while, Fan Xian couldn't help it anymore, and caught up with a few steps, He lowered his voice and said: "Your Majesty... The situation in the capital is still undecided, that is, offering sacrifices to heaven, then I will escort your majesty back to Beijing."
The emperor stopped in his tracks, looked back at him amusedly, and said, "Why do you want to go back to Beijing again, since you are offering sacrifices to heaven?"
Fan Xian replied in a daze, "Of course the sacrifice to heaven is in the Qing Temple."
"There is more than one Qing Temple." The emperor said lightly, "There is also a temple on Dadong Mountain."
Fan Xian's heart was shaken, and he was speechless for a long time. The emperor actually traveled thousands of miles to Dadongshan to worship the sky! It's no wonder that there are very few ministers and scholars in the accompanying attendants, but the ministers of the Ministry of Rites, Taichang Temple, and Qin Tianjian are following... these people are really needed for offering sacrifices to heaven and waste, but why is this matter not done in the capital? , but want to run to the shore of the East China Sea? Is the emperor not worried at all...
"I know what you are worried about." The emperor's expression was a little soft, as if he felt that this son was always thinking about the safety of his father, and his heart was commendable. After thinking about it, he smiled and said: "Since you can't control your worries, Well, the safety of my trip is entirely up to you."
Fan Xian was startled again, and smiled wryly, thinking how he could take such a hard job for himself, but at this moment he couldn't refuse anymore, so he had no choice but to thank him for accepting it.
"Come and meet me at the pier later." The emperor knew what Fan Xian was going to do next, and after saying a word, he and Eunuch Hong walked out of the house and got into the carriage. Eunuch Yao followed out with a group of attendants.
Standing at the gate of the mansion, Fan Xian looked at the slightly changing light around the street, knowing that the Tiger Guards and the Overwatch Council swordsmen who accompanied them had followed, he was slightly relieved. He summoned his hand, and Wang Qinian ran over from across the street, and said to Fan Xian with a face full of astonishment: "My lord, the one who went earlier was..."
Fan Xian nodded.
Wang Qinian swallowed his saliva with great difficulty, and said in a low voice, "Why did this master come here?"
Fan Xian's face darkened slightly, and he murmured, "No one knows why, but all I know is that if something happens to him, I'll be finished."
If the emperor had an accident during the process of offering sacrifices to the heavens, Fan Xian, who was the commissioner of the Overwatch Council and now took the heavy responsibility of bodyguard, would naturally die in an ugly way. At least those people in the capital would definitely put this blame on him. When it came to Fan Xian's head, they themselves sat on that chair with a smile on their faces.
Fan Xian clenched his fists, laughed wryly and said to himself, "I don't want to be Sigu Sword... After passing the courtyard order, all the people stationed on Shandong Road in the courtyard will be mobilized, and I will be woken up. level notification."
Wang Qinian agreed.
Fan Xian continued: "Send an order to Jiangbei to ask Jing Ge to take five hundred black cavalry to rescue Dongshan Road overnight, deploy defenses along the northwest line, cooperate with the local state army, and make sure there is no problem... If there is any abnormality, shoot and kill."
Wang Qinian raised his head and glanced at the lord. The northwest of Dongshan Road points directly to Cangzhou, Yanjing, which is where Yan Xiaoyi's big governor's camp is located, but the two places are far apart. The army was mobilized so far without disturbing the court.
"Being careful is always the best policy." Fan Xian said with his head down, feeling extremely annoyed in his heart, how many people would be frightened by the emperor's play.
Wang Qinian took the order to leave. At this time, a man in common clothes walked up to Fan Xian, bowed and said, "By His Majesty's order, please give me your orders."
Fan Xian glanced at this person and said gently, "Vice Commander, you should be more familiar with His Majesty's personal defense. If there is anything wrong, we will discuss it later."
The security of the Imperial Palace of the Qing Kingdom is in charge of the Imperial Guard and the Ouchi Guards. The two systems were basically the same team back then. A few years ago, the commander of the Ouchi Guards was Yan Xiaoyi, and the deputy commander was Gong Dian, who commanded the Imperial Army and the guards.
And after Fan Xian visited the palace at night in the fifth year of the Qingli calendar, a major change was made in the palace's security and defense arrangements. Yan Xiaoyi was transferred to be the governor of Zhengbei University, and the imperial army and guards were also divided into two parts. Eunuch Yao held the guards in the palace with one hand.
The person who was talking to Fan Xian at this time was the First Prince's deputy, the Deputy Commander of the Imperial Army. Fan Xian naturally wanted to be more polite when speaking to him, but he didn't have the time to greet him, and asked directly, "How many people from the imperial army are here?"
"Two thousand." The vice-commander of the forbidden army replied respectfully: "They are all outside Danzhou City to answer orders."
Fan Xian nodded, thinking that with the two thousand imperial guards and the masters around the emperor, the safety issue should be guaranteed.
He glanced back at the two-story building looming in the corner of the old house, and was slightly lost in thought. He remembered that when he left Danzhou for the first time, his grandma once said to be cruel, and at the same time, he also remembered that his grandma once said that his mother It was because she was too gentle that she died unexpectedly.
At this moment, Fan Xian thought of the words his grandma had said to him when he was a child, those faint truths. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat—but he immediately suppressed it, sighed and shook his head.
Eunuch Hong beside His Majesty is unfathomable, Uncle Wu Zhu is not around, Shadow and Haitang are not around, and Wang Shisanlang and himself are not strong enough, and he is far away in Danzhou, so he cannot remotely control the movements in the capital. The most important thing is...Fan Xian must admit that until today, the Emperor Lao Tzu treats him fairly well.
He laughed self-deprecatingly, thinking that the obscenity would be waved out of his mind.
The deputy commander of the imperial army didn't know that he was thinking about some outrageous things in his heart. He thought Mr. Fan was worried about His Majesty's safety, so he had to persuade him a few words and patted his chest to express his confidence.
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On the wharf of Danzhou, the crowds of onlookers have been expelled and disappeared, and the fishing boats have already returned to the port. The whole city seems to be because of the arrival of the middle-aged man in a light yellow robe on the wharf. , and become extremely depressed and awed.
Only the floating clouds in the sky, the foam in the sea, and the seagulls flying between the sky and the water seem not to feel this pressure, and still float, float, and fly freely.
The birds were looking for food in the sea, and their sharp calls woke up His Majesty the Emperor who was meditating on the pier.
He summoned his hand backwards and said, "Come to my side."
Fan Xian, who had been watching the emperor's figure from the bottom of the wooden pier before, jumped on the wooden board and walked to the emperor's side. He leaned back slightly and looked forward, looking at the endless sea.
"One more step forward." The emperor put his hands behind his back and didn't look back.
Fan Xian was taken aback, and went a step further according to the order, standing side by side with the emperor.
The sea breeze blew, and the hair around the emperor's cheeks was blown back, but it didn't have any softness, but gave birth to a heartbreaking feeling of firmness. Under his feet, the waves are beating against the rocks under the board, turning into one snow, two snow, countless snow.
"Put your chest up." The emperor looked at the end of the sea, and said to Fan Xian beside him, "I don't like you acting like a wimp."
Fan Xian smiled slightly, understanding His Majesty's state of mind at this time, he naturally relaxed as he said, and stood side by side with him, without opening his mouth to speak.
"When I came to Danzhou last time, I wasn't even a prince." The emperor said slowly, "That day Chen Pingping was standing behind me just like Hong Sitching, and your father... Fan Jian was standing side by side with me just like you are now." Standing there, bathing in the extraordinarily clear sea breeze in Danzhou."
"Since becoming the crown prince, Fan Jian never dared to stand side by side with me."
Fan Xian tilted his head slightly, and saw a trace of self-mockery flickering on the corner of His Majesty's lips.
The emperor laughed slightly and said: "When I sit on that chair and fight north and south, not to mention standing, there will be no one who dares to stand upright and talk to me."
Fan Xian sighed appropriately.
"The three of us came to Danzhou that day to relax. At that time, the capital was in chaos. The two princes fought secretly to seize the heir. The first emperor was just a humble and honest prince." The emperor said indifferently: "We juniors, There is no way to intervene in it, so we have to hide as far away from the place of right and wrong as possible."
He tilted his head and glanced at Fan Xian, and said, "Actually, it's similar to what you think now, but you are now much stronger than I was back then."
Fan Xian smiled and said, "The key is that the heart... is not strong enough. There are some things that I don't know how to deal with."
"Unexpectedly, you still have some pity for Chengqian." The emperor turned his head and said indifferently: "But this is very good... Back then, the three of us were on this pier, looking at the sea, but there was nothing wrong in our hearts." Whose pity, we only think about how to protect ourselves, how to survive... I often think that when I saw the sea that day, maybe I was just looking forward to a god suddenly appearing on the sea."
Fan Xian remained silent, knowing what the emperor would say next.
"There is nothing on the sea, just like today." The emperor said slowly, with a smile appearing on the corner of his lips again, "But when we turned around, we found that there was an extra woman on the pier, and she was very strange. servant."
Fan Xian said longingly: "Actually, I have been thinking about how you met your mother back then."
The emperor's body trembled slightly, and was shaken a little by Fan Xian's miraculous son-in-law, only to realize that the kid had said it subconsciously, and a very gratifying smile appeared on his lips.
However, he did not continue this topic, but said: "I told you before that no one dared to stand side by side with me... but only your mother dared... no matter if she is a prince or emperor, your mother dared to stand side by side with me, Looking at the sea, blowing the sea breeze, you don't treat me as a special person at all... even, sometimes you will despise me unceremoniously."
The emperor laughed at himself and said: "After her death, there will be no such person in this world anymore... I don't expect you to inherit her bit, but I just think you should not be too useless and damage the prestige of me and your mother for nothing. .”
Fan Xian smiled wryly and thought, this is because you are chasing the past and chasing the present, so you allowed me to stand for a while. As for the prestige... let's avoid it, my life is important.
"Your Majesty, let's go back to Beijing." Fan Xian finally said what he wanted to say, and said with a slightly worried look: "I've been away from Beijing for too long, always..."
Seeing that he hesitated to speak, the emperor said coldly: "Say what you want to say. You just want to say, lest someone take advantage of my absence in the capital and harbor evil intentions."
The emperor looked at the sea, calmed down to the point of indifference, and said softly: "I am here to worship the heavens by the sea, and to waste the reserve in a fair and bright way, just to see whoever has the courage and courage, I want to see. , Who owns the world." (, If you want to know what will happen next, please log in, more chapters, support the author, support the original version!)