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Lin Hua withered the spring red, summer dream, autumn wind, too hastily, Qingguo is another winter. The temperature seemed to drop within a day. Cangshan Mountain in the west of Beijing began to snow, and the top of the mountain gradually turned white. There were two small cold rains in Kyoto, adding to the chill. Pedestrians on the street were wrapped in thick cotton robes, rubbing their hands, walking in a hurry.
The carriages traveling to and from Tianhe Avenue were chatting with the ground, making annoying monotonous noises. The horses were impatiently puffing white gas and turning their heads, as if they wanted to end the winter soon. In a black carriage, Fan Xian turned up his fur collar, breathed hot air on his hands, tightened the fur coat around his body, and muttered a few words, thinking that winter was coming too soon.
He had just come out of Prince Jing's mansion, and Prince Jing was ill, very seriously ill. Now that Hongcheng is not in Beijing, Roujia is young, Fan Xian has no choice but to play the role of son-in-law, serving soup and medicine every day, talking with him, and relieving the prince. With his current status, it was really inappropriate to do this kind of thing, but Fan Xian knew the relationship between Prince Jing's family and his own family, and he always felt a little guilty towards Hongcheng in his heart, so he was extra careful.
He knew in his heart why Prince Jing, who seemed to be old but in excellent health, suddenly fell ill with a cold—all this had nothing to do with winter, it was only related to the severe cold in the royal family. The queen mother died, the princess died, and Prince Jing's family Half of them died in this accident. The cruel facts finally knocked down the flower farmer prince.
Coming out of Prince Jing's Mansion, Fan Xian didn't go back directly to the manor, nor did he enter the palace, but went to Baoyue Tower. Today is the day when Shi Chanli and Sang Wen return to Beijing to report on their duties. In his mouth, he knew the most secret news in the world today.
However, after staying in the building for a while and reading the news from Baoyue Building from the tentacles reaching out to the world, Fan Xian frowned, looked at Sang Wen's gentle face, and looked at Shi Chanli's lips. The born beard crumbs sighed.
There is nothing surprising about this information, and it is similar to the information from the Overwatch Council.
At this time, more than three months have passed since the incident on Dadongshan, and the whole world has entered winter. As early as two months ago, news of Master Ku He's death came out in the Northern Qi Dynasty. Although the departure of a great master shocked the people of the world, it didn't make Fan Xian too much shocked, because this was the death of His Majesty the Emperor. Fan Xian was only very vigilant about what kind of measures the Northern Qi side would take to deal with Ku He's death.
But for the past two months, Northern Qi has been very quiet, except for Uesugi Tiger who kept resisting Qing's tentative attacks in the south, there was no major action. Fan Xian lowered his head and smiled, thinking, if Xia Mingji's stronghold in Shangjing is not counted.
The Emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty finally took action against Fan Sizhe. It is said that Fan's second child is living in a state of anxiety in Shangjing, but Fan Xian is not worried at all, because from his sister's letter, he can see at a glance what the little emperor wants to do. What to do, what to express to yourself.
To Fan Xian's uneasiness, Haitang Duoduo, the woman close to him, the successor of Tianyi's sect... suddenly disappeared, and no one knew where she went, not even Tianyi's internal staff. .
He didn't know that a famous doctor named Fengchun had already entered the capital at this time, and he was beginning to show his talents, and was valued by the Imperial Hospital. However, because of his identity from the Northern Qi Dynasty, he was still unable to enter the palace as a deacon, but was instead sent to the palace of the ministers. to show grace.
Prince Jing's illness was healed by Fan Xian himself, so that Mr. Fengchun had never met Fan Xian face to face. No matter how smart Fan Xian was, he would never have guessed that Mr. Fengchun would go to Chen Yuan in the near future. , to protect Dean Chen's life at all costs.
The few chess moves that Ku He made before his death were scattered pieces, which had no effect in themselves, but only ensured the internal situation in Nanqing and followed a certain trend step by step.
Fan Xian was only worried about Haitang. He didn't know what Kuhe had told Haitang, when he would see her, and in what capacity he would see her.
There was another thing that made the entire Qing court feel alarmed. Ku He was already dead, and the Northern Qi Dynasty did not keep the funeral in secret, but held a ceremony with great fanfare. Hundreds of thousands of officials and people from all counties went to cry. In a feeling of anxiety.
As for the Dongyi City...according to Emperor Qing's calculations, Sigu Jian, who should have died at this time, is still standing still. The body of this sword master is as strong as Xiaoqiang. Hold on to this thread firmly, and refuse to let go.
Sigu Jian, who was on the verge of death, hid in the sword hut. Although this sword master has become a useless person, his reputation is here, and the entire Dongyi City seems to have a backbone. However... Dongyi city also began to have problems. After Sigu Jian's death, the dispute between the city lord's mansion and the sword hut may also surface.
For Emperor Qing, the life and death of Sigu Jian is no longer a problem, but the ownership of Dongyi City after his death is the big problem.
Fan Xian lowered his head and thought, Dongyi City is different from Northern Qi and Nanqing. It hangs alone by the sea and is surrounded by vassal kingdoms. If Sigu Jian dies, a ferocious beast will immediately become delicious tender meat waiting to be cut. No matter whether it is the little emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty or his own emperor Lao Tzu, they will not let this piece of fresh meat go, but they don't know who His Majesty will send to grab it when the time comes.
He raised his head, glanced at Shi Chanli and Sang Wen, and briefly talked with Shi Chanli about the situation of Jiangnan's internal treasury. Although Su Wenmao kept sending secret reports, Fan Xian still believed in Shi Chanli's intuition. impression on.
The production of the inner warehouse still maintains a high efficiency. With Fan Xian's strong cooperation, the old storekeepers of Qiye gradually raised the level of the three workshops to the level of the old Ye's family. Fan Xian felt at ease, he had two knives at hand, one was the Overwatch Council, and the other was the Internal Treasury, whether it was for His Majesty's trust or for his own power, he had to grasp it firmly and do it well.
Among the four sons of the Fan Clan, only Shi Chanli stayed by Fan Xian's side, and the three of them, Hou Jichang, Yang Wanli, and Cheng Jialin, were all striving for success in their respective responsibilities. With financial support, coupled with their respective abilities, it doesn't take long to think that they will become key figures in the court of the Qing Kingdom.
"There are many vacancies in the imperial court, and His Majesty has selected many young people. At this time, age and qualifications are not very important." Fan Xian looked at Shi Chanli and smiled gently: "You can write a letter to the three of them later. , let them get ready, when the spring begins, it is estimated that the imperial court will send them to Beijing to report on their duties."
In his arrangement, Yang Wanli should be working in the Ministry of Industry. Hou Jichang, because of his handling of the Jiaozhou issue, has a particularly stable stance and is deeply appreciated by His Majesty. He should go straight up to two levels and become the magistrate of Jiaozhou, becoming the boy Jialin. Shun Shui, probably the most beautiful person to know Suzhou Mansion.
Shi Chanli opened his mouth slightly, he didn't expect that the four poor scholars back then, after only a few years, each had such good luck, and he couldn't catch up even if he flattered him.
Fan Xian knew what he was thinking, and said with a smile, "What's wrong?"
"The qualifications are too low to convince the public. The key is that the government and the public know that the three of them are students of the husband... I'm afraid it will cause criticism." Shi Chanli said seriously.
Fan Xian raised his eyelids slightly, and said sarcastically, "Hundreds of officials have died, and they always have to be filled in. Where can there be so many senior alternate officials? Don't talk about junior ones. He Zongwei was as famous as Hou Jichang back then. , after entering the imperial court after Ji Chang, now he is eligible to enter the imperial study to listen to deliberations... Is his qualifications deep enough?"
He Zongwei, this is a name that Fan Xian remembers very deeply. He had met this honest-looking young scholar in the restaurant of Yishiju back then. And it was this scholar who caused many incidents in the capital in the future, such as his father-in-law being forced to resign tragically.
This person was originally on good terms with Guo Baokun, the son of Guo Youzhi, Minister of the Ministry of Rites. Twice, he was finally seen clearly. It turned out that he... was sent by the eldest princess, but he fell on both sides according to the eldest princess's wishes.
However... when the capital rebelled, it was the Zuodu censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate who led a group of censors to play naked, and made a bet that the prince Li Chengqian couldn't bear to kill people, so he dragged the time for the rebels to enter the capital for a night, thus giving a This gave Fan Xian the opportunity to raid the palace, manipulate the center, and reverse the situation in one fell swoop.
It wasn't until this moment that people really realized that He Zongwei belonged to no one else, he was only His Majesty's, and has always been.
When His Majesty returned to the capital, He Zongwei was rewarded for his great contribution and climbed up and down like a rocket. Although he was only holding the original position of the Metropolitan Procuratorate at the moment, he had the right to discuss matters under the sect. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that this He Zongwei In the future, the censor may be going to take over the class of the already aged Shu University scholar, and the future is bright and bright, which is immeasurable.
During the turmoil in Kyoto, He Zongwei helped Fan Xian a lot. And even though he has a high position and power now, every time he meets Fan Xian at the court meeting or outside, he is still very respectful, without a trace of fault, and appears extraordinarily humble.
However, Fan Xian hated this person very much, maybe because he saw this person's fiery desire for power a long time ago, maybe because he hated this kind of character who betrayed others to climb up, maybe because he once punched He Zongwei, And he knew that people like He Zongwei would definitely hold grudges.
Naturally, Fan Xian would not be afraid of He Zongwei, but he had to be on his guard, because this person is now highly appreciated by His Majesty, and things like villains are always more terrifying than gentlemen.
Nowadays, the official circles are talking about He Zongwei in private, and gave him the nickname of a family slave with three surnames. Everyone thinks this nickname is very appropriate - but few people know that this nickname comes from the study of Fan Mansion. spread out.
Sometimes Fan Xian asked himself, what He Zongwei did was no more shameless than what he did, but why did he loathe him so much
It's actually very simple, Fan Xian once saw He Zongwei's blazing and greedy gaze towards Ruoruo, just for this gaze, he remembered him for the rest of his life, wanted to oppress him for the rest of his life, and made him unable to stand up forever.
"I didn't expect that your sister is singing in Chen Yuan now." Fan Xian glanced at Sang Wen and laughed. He liked Sang Wen very much. She was gentle, silent and amiable, and it wasn't that he had any male or female thoughts about her. , I just feel that being with this woman will give me peace of mind for no reason.
It's like being with Dabao.
As for Sang Wen's sister he mentioned, she was the opera girl whom he met Chen Pingping that day when he went to Chen Yuan to meet Chen Pingping. Her grand plan spread to the whole world, and there was no way to stay in the capital for a long time, so Chen Pingping, who loved to enjoy life so much, had to settle for the next best thing, and took Sang Wen's younger sister from Yanjing to the capital.
Sang Wen smiled very gently, and said, "It's as long as the dean likes it."
Fan Xian sighed, but thought of something else, because his appearance had changed the lives of countless people, and countless people gathered by his side because of him, even Sang Wen's sister was no exception. Man, how could I have the heart to leave quietly
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However, some people had the heart to leave. Fan Xian stood in the small courtyard with an extremely ugly expression, and the disappointment in his eyes could not be concealed. The well in the yard is still there, the stone table is still there, the cotton curtain is still there, and the green shelf is still there, but no one is there.
This is the small courtyard of Wang Qinian's family. The small courtyard is hidden among the people of Xicheng, and it is unremarkable. Fan Xian once ate many meals in this courtyard, teased Lao Wangtou's charming and shy girl, and played with the gourds on the shelf. ... However, all of this is impossible to come back. Wang Qinian's family has moved away quietly, even hiding from Fan Xian's secret agents of the Overwatch Council who have been scattered here to protect the safety of the Wang family.
Wang Qinian has this ability, and Fan Xian never doubted it. From Chen Pingping, he learned the good news that Wang Qinian was alive, and at the same time he learned that Wang Qinian had left. He knew why Chen Pingping wanted to send Wang Qinian away, because Wang Qinian had escaped from Dadong Mountain, no matter in terms of Qing law or court regulations, he had no choice but to die.
Naturally, Fan Xian would not let him die, and this was a thorn between him and His Majesty, and Chen Pingping knew that Wang Qinian knew too many secrets about Fan Xian. For Fan Xian's safety, he had to let Wang Qinian leave.
For some reason, the departure of such a subordinate made Fan Xian so sad. He held a letter in his hand, which was handed over to him by Wang Qinian through Chen Pingping. The letter said very little, to the effect that abandoning His Majesty and going down the mountain privately would be a capital crime, but Fan Xian made him feel at ease and did not offend him. Very worried about that big mistake.
Fan Xian was at a loss, knowing that Wang Qinian had ventured down the mountain to find him because he was afraid that he would think the emperor was dead, so he would have embarked on the road of fighting for imperial power. With a little force, he crumpled the ball of paper, his face was extremely ugly, no one would joke with him anymore, Su Wenmao's level was much worse than Old Wang's...
He lowered his head, looking at the small courtyard of the old Wang's house, somehow, he thought of that scene many years ago.
At that time, he was still a young man who had just entered the capital, and he didn't understand any rules. He went to the Qing Temple in a daze, met his wife, went to the square building of the Overwatch Council in a foolish way, and saw a lifeless The pale face, the pale teeth, the old skin on the cheeks.
That is Wang Qinian.
At that time, Wang Qinian was an official who had been exhausted by the paperwork. He spent all day in the Overwatch Council waiting to retire. However, he was the first person Fan Xian met, and his life changed from then on. Back to the tension and fun of Jiang Yang's life as a bandit.
The encounter between Fan Xian and Wang Qinian was a kind of fate. It was this kind of coincidence that made Fan Xian trust him extremely, and Wang Qinian was also extremely loyal to him. He changed Wang Qinian's life, and Wang Qinian knew all his secrets, including boxes, keys, and thoughts.
Wang Qinian is not only his subordinate, but also his friend, the object of his conversation, this kind of role cannot be replaced by anyone.
And it was such a character who had to choose to disappear for the sake of Fan Xian's own safety and future. Fan Xian's face turned pale, and he thought you all should leave, so he left himself alone in this uninhabited place.
However, after a while, he figured it out, and bowed to the small courtyard. His own secret is too terrifying, perhaps it has made Wang Qinian's life extremely uncomfortable and under great pressure these years, maybe the other party prefers the muddle-headed life before, and prefers a life without pressure.
I hope the future of Wang Qinian's family will be safe.
Fan Xian sighed, walked out of the yard, looked back at Mu Feng'er who was beside him with a silent face, frowned, and said, "What are you doing with such a mournful face? Your wife is already giving birth to a second child, why don't you Do you remember the daughter of the old Wang family?"
After Wang Qinian left, Fan Xian must have someone close by his side. The most suitable candidate was Deng Ziyue, who went to Beijing in the Northern Qi Dynasty and carried out the task with difficulty. Su Wenmao couldn't move in the inner treasury, so Fan Xian had no choice but to take Mu Tie's The nephew was promoted.
After following for a month, this kid's loyalty is fine, but he is not as interesting as Wang Qinian... and more unaccustomed and inconvenient, Fan Xian figured out that Mr. Wang Qinian is far more than just a fan, his ability is actually It's all hidden under the smile, and I don't usually notice it.
As soon as he thought of this, his mind became even weaker, as light as water and tasteless.
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The reward, which was two months late, finally came. Except for Yiying civil servants who filled the vacancies at the beginning of the rebellion, the people from all walks of life who really made great contributions in suppressing the rebellion finally received the palace's order.
Ye Chong was promoted to a noble, generously rewarded, and served as the envoy of the Privy Council in Beijing. However, the position of the commander of the Kyoto garrison was handed over to Xiao Jinhua, who was the commander of the Donghua Gate who finally blocked the prince's rebel army all the way in the city.
However, Zhang Deqing, the commander of the Thirteen City Divisions at the time, was captured and killed by Ling Chi, punishing the three clans. This was the heaviest punishment in the entire rebellion, and Fan Xian did not argue hard with the emperor on this issue. Although he knew that Zhang Deqing's cousins had nothing to do with this matter, he was more aware of His Majesty's anger on Zhang Deqing's issue.
His Majesty trusted Zhang Deqing very much, but Zhang Deqing rebelled. He didn't kill a few more, and he couldn't vent His Majesty's gloomy emotions.
The eldest prince is still in charge of the imperial army, and none of the rewards has been given, but he has already been sealed as the prince, and there will be no more seals. And Gong Dian was transferred back to the palace, and began to take over the affairs of the guards. As for how to arrange it in the future, the emperor knew it well, and Fan Xian could also guess a little bit.
As for Fan Xian's award, there were some small problems. According to the news from the palace, His Majesty had planned to directly confer Fan Xian as the county king from the beginning, but was blocked back by the two academicians Hu Shu in panic.
There has never been such a thing as a king with a different surname. It is no wonder that those ministers were terrified by His Majesty's initial decree. Although it is well known that Fan Xian is His Majesty's illegitimate son, his surname is Fan after all, and he suddenly became a prince. Laughed to death by people all over the world.
Fan Xian was also taken aback. To be a prince, or to be the king of Danbo, what is this? Fortunately, this decree was blocked back, and he was extremely grateful to Hu Shu, two hard-boned bachelors.
The first-class Duke Tanbo was already at the end of the line for the non-royal children, and Fan Xian didn't care too much about the gold and silver rewarded from the fields. He was one of the richest people in the world right now. Maybe the emperor also knew that Fan Xian could not be satisfied with other rewards, that's why there was the ridiculous proposal to make him king in the first place.
Unexpectedly, the palace finally made a decree to name Fan Shuning, Fan Xian's daughter Fan Xiaohua, and make her the princess.
Absurd, there are countless absurd things in the world, none more absurd than this one, a minister's daughter was named princess, and this daughter was not born in the royal family, but Lin Wan'er's title must be counted down.
It's ridiculous! No one would have imagined that His Majesty the Emperor would have such a stubborn and mischievous side. Of course, in Fan Xian's eyes, the most absurd thing was the name the emperor gave the girl—Shuning! Do you think you are playing Qing Chuan
But no matter how absurd the decree was, there was still a tinge of warmth in Fan Xian's heart. He felt the emperor's heart, and he entered the palace the next day to meet Xie En. By the way, this Shuning's name...can you change it.
Without waiting for him to speak, His Majesty the Emperor smiled and said: "Xu Maocai from Jiaozhou, I dismissed him from his post and let him retire. He has already returned to Quanzhou."
Hearing this, Fan Xian's heart was shocked, his mouth was parched, he was so shocked that he couldn't say a word, and he didn't dare to say anything else, kowtowed to thank him, and went back to the house in silence.
Contemplating for a long time in the study in the mansion, he figured out what His Majesty wanted to do and what he knew. He knew exactly where Xu Maocai showed his flaws. From Dongshan to Danzhou, Xu Maocai helped him resist the Jiaozhou navy, and when he landed and broke the arrow, he was obviously one of his own. However, when the Jiaozhou navy was trapped at sea, Xu Maocai did not Inform the court of any news.
Although His Majesty took all of this into consideration, he was very concerned about the hearts of any of his subjects. Xu Maocai was obviously loyal to Fan Xian, not to the imperial court. Afterwards, the emperor only needed to look up Xu Maocai's resume over the years, and he would think of the famous Quanzhou navy back then.
If it had been any other moment, Xu Maocai would have been doomed. Fortunately, Fan Xian had always shown his loyalty to the emperor all these years, including the Dadongshan incident. After going through countless tests, he finally won the emperor's absolute If he didn't kill Xu Maocai this time, and didn't say it clearly, he just let him die, which was enough face for Fan Xian.
Fan Xian's heart was a little cold, and he couldn't figure out what it was like, and fell into confusion again. The second **** did not enter the palace to plead guilty, because he was innocent, but occasionally he couldn't help but think that His Majesty is really much gentler than before. If it were replaced by the crown prince or the second prince, how would this matter end? , definitely not as easy as it is today.
The gentler His Majesty treated him, the more uncomfortable Fan Xian was. In the palace, His Majesty once asked him about the condition of the domineering Qi in his body. Knowing that there was no danger of his body exploding, he kept silent and let Fan Xian Some couldn't understand what his true attitude was.
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Time is like snow, sprinkled one after another, falling gently, easily covering up everything in the world. When the Northern Qi and Nanqing Xihu, the whole continent was covered with snowflakes, the firecrackers started to sound, and the fragrance was everywhere. It was the Spring Festival, and the eighth year of Qingli finally arrived.
During the civil turmoil in Qing Dynasty, whether it was the Empress Dowager who had been in power for a few days or His Majesty the Emperor after returning to Beijing, they all resolutely used their powerful troops to attack in all directions. everyone.
On the west side, Li Hongcheng was watching the movement of the Hu people indifferently in the wind and snow along with the Xixi Army. It turns out that everyone is fighting against the harsh nature, and they have no intention of fighting. After the first spring grass grows and the horses of the barbarians grow the first layer of fat, those barbarians will come to Qing again. On Xiliang Road, a routine activity that has lasted for a hundred years.
The entertainment activities in Kyoto, which had been banned for a month due to the death of the Queen Mother, have finally been lifted. Perhaps to show that the Qing Dynasty is still peaceful with singing and dancing. , the red light was hanging high, and Kyoto was ablaze.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, during the ancestor worship, Fan Xian was taken to the palace by the emperor intentionally or unintentionally. After eating a meal, he missed the important event of the Fan family.
Two days later, Fan Xian finally escaped, took his family with him, and came to a certain place in the outskirts of Kyoto. This place is completely different from the festive atmosphere during the Spring Festival, shrouded in an extremely depressing and gloomy atmosphere of sadness, because this is a cemetery, a new cemetery.
His Majesty the Emperor did not let the corpses of those who participated in the conspiracy be taken away by wild dogs, but buried them in one place, and did not restrict relatives from coming to worship. This decree touched many people.
Several large tombs with obviously different styles and specifications were on the hill. Fan Xian held his daughter in his arms, followed by Lin Wan'er and Sisi. Qingyan remained silent.
Before they came here, they had already gone to another mausoleum to worship the subordinates of the Overwatch Council and soldiers of the Imperial Army who died in the rebellion in Kyoto.
Fan Xian did not go to the Imperial Tomb, although the Empress Dowager was buried there, he came directly to this side, on top of a hill, withdrew his gaze from looking down, and looked at these large tombs in silence.
The prince, the second child, the empress, and the eldest princess are all buried here. No matter how lenient your majesty becomes, it is impossible to allow these people to be buried in the royal cemetery. It's just that the water and mountains here are in good feng shui In addition, it is far away from the green smoke below, so it is still considered quiet.
After putting away the paper incense sticks he bought, Fan Xian stood in front of the four big graves and saluted, then followed Lin Wan'er to kneel in front of the eldest princess's grave, kowtowed twice, and held the little flower for the people in the grave to see After a glance, in order to ward off evil spirits, she wiped a dab of wine between Xiao Hua'er's eyebrows, and the hot little girl burst into tears.
Fan Xian raised his eyebrows, looked at the large bluestone tomb in front of him, and thought to his mother-in-law to bless her, but don't let Xiao Hua be as perverted as you are.
Seeing Wan'er still kneeling on the ground burning paper, Fan Xian didn't bother, but walked to the graves of Prince Li Chengqian and the second child. Looking at the two graves, he couldn't help but whispered: "Even if there is a thousand-year-old iron threshold, there must be one Soil buns."
There are four big and hard earthen buns here. Fan Xian stared at them with complicated emotions. It wasn't until now that he discovered that the blood of the old Li family was not only filled with madness and perversion, but also full of madness and perversion. Proud and tough.
He looked at the graves of Li Chengqian and the second child, and sighed in his heart, the brother of the old Li family is really tough, much stronger than himself. No one knew better than Fan Xian the horror of death. However, the two Li brothers died so cleanly and with such arrogance that they forcibly used this kind of death to shatter His Majesty's hard shell.
In this regard, he is not as good as them, Fan Xian lowered his head and thought to himself.
Holding Dabao's hand behind him, he walked back to the eldest princess's grave. Looking at Wan'er's eyes that were red and weeping, Fan Xian was silent for a moment, squatted down pityingly, and wiped the corners of her eyes. Dabao also squatted down following his appearance, and looked at the big tomb foolishly. Although he didn't know that the most beautiful woman in the Qing Kingdom in the tomb had gradually turned into bones, he still felt a chill.
"Princess mother... is inside, won't you come out?" Dabao asked curiously.
"Yes." Fan Xian said with a forced smile.
"Xiao Xianxian, I still think... how could the princess mother kill Erbao? She looks so beautiful." Lin Dabao frowned and asked seriously.
Fan Xian's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a little relieved when he realized that Wan'er hadn't heard this sentence. A man named Li Yunrui killed Erbao. This was what Fan Xian had been instilling in Dabao. He didn't expect that he couldn't even fool a fool. He felt a little bitter in his heart, but he couldn't explain to Dabao that he was so beautiful. Or not, it is often not similar to what she does, such as your princess mother, such as your... Xiao Xianxian.
At this time, the First Prince suddenly appeared behind Fan Xian and the others. The Third Prince stepped forward and respectfully saluted Fan Xian, and then affectionately stood beside Dabao.
Fan Xian looked at the First Prince with a frown, and said, "Why are you here?"
After all, the people buried in the four earthen buns here are too special, and they are too sensitive to come to worship. The eldest prince gave him a cold look, and said, "The one buried here is also my brother."
Fan Xian was at a loss for words, and said slightly worried: "It's just... I'm afraid His Majesty won't like it."
The eldest prince was silent suddenly, and after a while he said softly: "Father... is also here."
Fan Xian was startled, got up suddenly, turned his head to look somewhere on the hill, and saw the winter forest was bleak, with a faint figure. A middle-aged man in bright yellow clothes was looking at the four big graves here. , although there are countless guards in front of and behind him, he looks so lonely.
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It was night, and Fan Xian held a banquet in the mansion. Yesterday, his father had resigned and left for Danzhou, and the Liu family naturally also left with him. Now Fan Xian's family was left in the Fan mansion, and it seemed extremely lonely. Fan Xian's banquet was hot pot, and he drank Wuliangye produced in Neiku. The guests he invited were the First Prince and the Third Prince.
When the hot pot was placed in front of him, Fan Xian seemed to understand what he had been obsessed with since Jiangnan, and his heart was empty, but he couldn't grasp the clue of his longing.
It was spicy, and after taking a bite of the hot pot, he was sweating profusely. It was a pleasure, he drank a sip of strong wine, his sore throat became dry.
The pot and wine were all gone, the eldest prince passed out drunk at the banquet, talking nonsense, and the third child was also drunk by Fan Xian twice, and went to the guest room to get drunk and lie down.
Only Fan Xian was left alone. On this winter night and the cold moon, holding the wine glass in his hand, his eyes were blurred.
Sitting alone on the roof behind him, facing the bright moon, listening to Fan Xian's drunken poems, he was silent, as if even the black cloth covering his eyes was thinking about who he was ? Why did listening to this little song give birth to some feelings that I never had before
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Diaoyutai, I haven't guessed for ten years. The white clouds come and go, and the green mountains are there, and they are happy with the wine. I owe Yi Zhou to help the world, violate Liu Ruan's covetousness, and repay Li Duyin's poetry debt. Suan Zhai laughed at me, and I laughed at Suan Zhai.
Returning late, the wild apes on the West Lake Mountain mourn. How many romantic monsters have been in the past twenty years, and the flowers bloom. Looking at the sky and worshiping the general. Sleeve star fights Anbang policy, breaks smoke and moon enchantment village. Suan Zhai laughed at me, and I laughed at Suan Zhai.
It's for the joy in front of the palace.
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