(Looked at it before writing, and found that Wang Tonger’s 曈 character shows a different body, maybe it’s too biased, 曈 means very beautiful, now I don’t know if I should change it to pupil. Another thing to report to everyone : I am very serious about booking monthly tickets after the 28th, because I want to be in the top three, so I clenched my fists and said in a low voice.)
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Fan Xian has been in the imperial study for a long time. At the beginning, of course he chose the most important thing to talk about. Now the Qing Kingdom is most concerned about the situation on Xiliang Road, and the plan that His Majesty asked the Overwatch Council to prepare four months ago. Exactly to what extent. Fan Xian talked eloquently all the way, and His Majesty the Emperor listened quietly, without a trace of dissatisfaction on his face, and even comforted Fan Xian a few words, saying that he had worked hard.
Feeling that the environment was suitable and the timing was just right, Fan Xian rolled his eyes and looked at this opportunity to say a few gossips about His Royal Highness's acceptance of the side concubine. The purpose of these gossips was completely different from the way he discussed and agreed with the prince in the palace. It's different, he directly humiliated Miss Wang's family with words, and at the same time expressed his strong desire not to participate in the affairs of the royal family as a courtier.
As Fan Xian expected, His Majesty the Emperor flew into a rage when he heard this, and scolded Fan Xian, pointing out Fan Xian's status as the Minister of the Taichang Temple, and swearing harshly on the matter of the prince accepting the side concubine. This storm did not make Fan Xian feel a little scared. He had been with this unfathomable Emperor Lao Tzu for a long time, and although he still couldn't see the deepest part of his heart, at least he had a feeling for his temperament and preferences. Clearly, any such vigorous reprimand usually means that the matter is not serious.
Sure enough, Fan Xian took the opportunity to suggest that since he was the Minister of the Taichang Temple, and His Majesty wanted to ration Miss Wang's family to the eldest prince, he had to think about the face of the Tian family, whether he should teach Miss Wang some things - these things should usually be done in the palace The old lady did it, but Fan Xian, a young man, snatched it. It was a bit funny—but His Majesty didn't laugh, and asked Fan Xian not to meddle in this business, but he didn't get angry either.
I'm afraid that His Majesty the Emperor already knew the story at the gate of the palace, and guessed why his most beloved son insisted on refusing to allow it, and what kind of benefit he was asking for.
Just when Fan Xian felt at ease, he heard the words China Merchants Bank.
These four words were like a deep imprint, burning his heart all of a sudden, making him lower his head and remain silent for a while. He knew why the emperor chose to let himself account for China Merchants Bank at this time, because he had been used to this kind of sudden thunder in the past two years.
If it wasn't for his thick skin, I'm afraid he would have been scorched by Lei in the past two years.
This is the so-called unfathomable Sacred Heart, right? Fan Xian thought in his heart, although His Majesty the Emperor loved him so much and allowed him to be unrestrained and arrogant in the Qing Dynasty, he still didn't forget to beat him from time to time.
Yes, this is a king's beating on his closest relatives, to wake him up, lest this person get carried away and miss the relationship between the monarch and his ministers or father and son. After suppressing the rebellion in Kyoto, whenever Fan Xian made great contributions to the court, or was rewarded by His Majesty, His Majesty would lightly throw out some things or names, so that Fan Xian was horrified and understood his position.
The stick that the emperor used to beat Fan Xian in the court was the officials of He Zongwei's faction, but it was the things Fan Xian did secretly that really beat Jiao Lei in private.
Calculating carefully, the things that have acted as the thunder of the emperor in the past two years include the details of Xia Mingji, the relationship between Xia Qifei and the Jiangnan water village, the smuggling of Fan Sizhe in the north, and the first record about Xu Maocai's impure thoughts. Lei, and why Shisanlang Wang defected to Fan Xian, and so on, etc...
Every blow of thunder hit Fan Xian's heart, making him cold all over. It seemed that he had no secrets in front of His Majesty. If these crimes were revealed, he would be beheaded. Of course he knew that the emperor Laozi was reluctant to use these crimes against him, but he was just reminding himself. But even so, he was still cold all over, and felt that the master emperor on the dragon couch could swallow him with a random breath.
Fortunately, Fan Xian is not an ordinary courtier. Facing the Thunder of the Son of Heaven, his way of dealing with it is unparalleled in the world. He only relies on his own thick skin. He absolutely admits the crimes that should be confessed, but continues to do what should be done, anyway. The Emperor Lao Tzu didn't want to kill him, so he continued to mess around like this.
It's just that we can't get along today, because the China Merchants Bank is too important to Fan Xian. Whether it's the cost of the Overwatch Council, or the money transferred to Dajiang to repair the embankment, the Hangzhou Council hosted by Wan'er will do a lot of good deeds, and even the entire family As well as Chen Yuan's luxurious life, all came from the income from China Merchants Bank.
The most important thing is that the Merchants Bank used to hide millions of taels of silver from the little emperor of Northern Qi Dynasty. Once it was known, this crime of treason, no matter how much Fan Xian pretended to be a dutiful son, would not be able to hide it.
A few lines of cold sweat slipped down his back. Three years ago, when the old man who was a dead pig in Fu Ming's family was not afraid of boiling water, China Merchants Bank was forced to step up to the front desk. He guessed that this matter would definitely arouse the suspicion of His Majesty the Emperor. The Ministry of Household Affairs did not mobilize so much money at all, and the emperor would definitely think about where the money in the bank came from.
Fan Xian made a lot of preparations for this secret, and confirmed that the accounts of the North had been cleaned up. In the past, His Majesty the Emperor also asked about the source of the China Merchants Bank's money, but at that time Fan Xian used the most famous rumor in the world to evade the past. Secret wealth deposited decades later.
But today His Majesty the Emperor asked face to face, and even pointed to Miss Shen who had been married to Yan Bingyun for less than three months. Naturally, he was warning Fan Xian. Miss Shen has always been under your control, but she has always been in my eyes. Don't move out today for the bluffing reason of the Shen family's inheritance.
There were two more lines of cold sweat on Fan Xian's back, but it was late autumn and early winter, the imperial study room was still cold despite the stove, and the official uniform he was wearing was quite thick, no trace could be seen for a while, and his face was still pale. He remained calm and forceful: "Your Majesty, what do you want to explain?"
The emperor's face became gloomy, and he was very displeased that this kid actually wanted to get away with it in such a private conversation.
He didn't know that Fan Xian's heart was beating drums at this time, thinking that the little emperor in the north would not be resentful that he wanted to snipe and kill the Northern Qi spies on Xiliang Road, so he threw out the secret agreement back then, and killed it with Emperor Qing's hand. own? Does Bei Qi hate him so much? Are you willing to pay such a high price to get rid of yourself
Fan Xian's complexion could no longer remain calm, and his forehead was slightly sweating. He thought that since that little monster in Beiqi dared to throw the knife, who would know if he would dare to throw the bank
At this moment, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the obvious expression of displeasure on His Majesty's face. Seeing this expression of displeasure, Fan Xian was overjoyed.
If the emperor Laozi really knew the inside story of this matter and wanted to take him down, how could he be so "sincerely" displeased with his cultivation as the state of mind city.
Fan Xian smiled awkwardly, coughed twice and said, "The initial sum of money from the China Merchants Bank... is indeed not the Shen family's treasure, but... the minister's own private money."
This sentence is an excellent answer.
If an ordinary minister heard this sentence, he would definitely scold Fan Xian for being shameless and disgusting. China Merchants Bank had millions of taels of silver as its base from the very beginning. Who could have so much private money? But when His Majesty the Emperor Piansheng heard this sentence, he clearly showed an expression of knowing everything, and said lightly: "As expected, when did Lao Wu hand over this money to you?"
Fan Xian smiled wryly and respectfully replied, "Before I went to Jiangnan, Uncle Wu Zhu knew that I needed money."
The emperor looked at him and shook his head, and said, "The fifth child is also messing around, what are you doing with such a large sum of money?"
Fan Xian heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, knowing that His Majesty the Emperor really did what he expected, thinking of the old Ye family back then, but he still had a weird smile on his face, as if he was slandering His Majesty for his eyes on the money. , It seems to be slandering His Majesty, Jiangnan Neiku has earned several millions of taels for him after he took over, but he is still not satisfied.
The emperor clearly saw what was hidden in Fan Xian's expression, and angrily reprimanded him in a low voice. After a while, he suppressed his anger and said unintentionally, "Originally, this internal treasury was left by your mother. Still look down on those millions of taels of silver? It's just the silver left by your mother, don't waste it."
Fan Xian didn't dare to be negligent, so he quickly explained the uses of the incoming money from the China Merchants Bank one by one. His Majesty the Emperor is very clear about these things, but it's always better to make it clear one by one. We can no longer turn over old accounts.
The emperor touched the beard under his chin in satisfaction, nodded, and said: "Of course it's great to do good deeds. Girl Chen is also a person who can do things. Don't keep her locked up in the mansion. When she's free, let her She enters the palace to accompany me."
Fan Xian wondered to himself why he had ever imprisoned his wife. Now she was busy in charge of the family affairs of the entire Fan family, and because of the rebellion in Kyoto, it was inevitable that he had some resistance to the emperor's uncle, and he did not want to enter the palace.
"You should take care of the affairs in the west." The emperor stood up, suddenly thinking of something, and asked unintentionally, "Where did the fifth go?"
"I don't know where Uncle has gone." Fan Xian also quickly stood up and said, "We met once two years ago."
"This kid always likes to play missing, how can he learn to have the same temper as Uncle Ye?" The emperor said with some headaches, then waved his hand to signal Fan Xian to go out.
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The door of the imperial study room was finally pushed open, and Fan Xian walked out with a calm face. Seeing Eunuch Yao waiting at the side, he nodded. Eunuch Yao hurriedly bowed his body and asked in a low voice, "How is Your Majesty feeling?"
Fan Xian smiled, and the dark cloud on his face quickly turned into a piece of sunshine, which was extremely brilliant, but his heart was a little heavy - every time he entered the palace to meet His Majesty, it was his good day, the ubiquitous pressure and the emperor's master The added sense of authority made him very sad, especially when he had to endure today's unreasonable thunder from time to time, it was really uncomfortable.
Especially today when the emperor asked about Wu Zhu's whereabouts, Fan Xian couldn't help but sneer in his heart. Now that the two great masters in a foreign country are dead and the other abolished, the existence of Ye Liuyun seems unnecessary to Qing Guo. People like idle clouds and wild cranes really drifted away after assisting Emperor Qing to complete the Dadongshan game. Of course, it is impossible to reappear. When the emperor asked about Wuzhu, although he behaved naturally, Fan Xian knew that the emperor was very concerned about Wuzhu. Uncle Zhu has always been secretly vigilant and wary.
As for why this happened, Fan Xian certainly knew it well.
Walking along the long eaves of the Taiji Hall towards the high imperial city, his face gradually calmed down. He had had many private conversations in the imperial study room like today, from the first time he was uncomfortable with the thunder , Fan Xian has grown up so much now that he can cope with it freely.
Standing under the tall Taiji Highness, looking at the stone steps engraved with dragons and clouds, Fan Xian took a deep breath, allowing the cold air of early winter to quickly enter his chest, feeling extremely comfortable.
The things that the emperor knew were things that Fan Xian was not afraid to let him know. Although these thunderbolts were terrifying, they still couldn't break the hard shell of Fan Xian's heart. He still managed to hide many secrets from the emperor, such as the China Merchants Bank, the big treasurers of Qingyutang who reported their deaths, the real whereabouts of Uncle Wuzhu, and the slowing down of a small country controlled by Dongyi City. Some kind of small workshop slowing down.
For example, there is a soul in his body that does not belong to this world, for example, he knows how another similar soul appeared in this world movingly, and how it disappeared in this world sadly.
All these were unknown to the omnipotent Emperor Qing, and this was Fan Xian's trump card. His Majesty the Emperor didn't even know that his two biggest cards—the box and Uncle Wu Zhu had already left him, and he didn't know where they went.
His eyes narrowed, looking at the solid imperial city opposite the long imperial road, his eyes looked beyond the city wall, straight to the cold clouds in the sky, he seemed to see some of the past many years ago, and the bloody fight two years ago .
The eunuch and maid who walked quietly in the palace looked at the young man under His Royal Highness Tai Chi, and hurriedly lowered her body to salute, but she was wondering in her heart, what is Master Fan in a daze for
Fan Xian's eyes passed through the clouds, and seemed to land on the extremely distant northern snowfield. He seemed to see a man with a black cloth on his eyes, carrying a box, moving forward lonely and resolutely towards an unknown mysterious place. OK.
With every step that person took, he stepped on countless snowflakes, and with every glance, he saw through infinite virtual images.
Fan Xian smiled gently in the shadow of the palace, and sincerely wished that Uncle Wu Zhu could find him, which may be the most important thing in his life.
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Now the restaurant with the best business in Kyoto is Yishiju. Although the owner of this restaurant is no longer the Cui family under the protection of the eldest princess. A long time ago, the Cui family was uprooted by the Overwatch Council for smuggling to Northern Qi. Business is still as good as ever.
Taixue students and scholars from other places like to visit Danbo Bookstore the most. You must know that under the severe crackdown of the Eight Offices, there have been no aunts selling red books with children in the streets and alleys of Kyoto for several years.
The inn with the best business is Tongfu Inn. The tofu shop with the most customers is the private property of the Fan family. As for the most prosperous and high-end brothel...of course it is Baoyuelou.
Tours in Kyoto, now Dayi, usually eat at Yishiju, stay at Tongfu Inn, eat a bowl of bean curd on the way, go to Danbo Bookstore to buy two books, and at night go to Baoyuelou to hug a few beauties, The joys of life seem complete.
The reason for this is undoubtedly because of that person named Fan Xian.
One Stone House was the beginning of Fan Xian's legendary life. He came to Kyoto from Danzhou, and he met Prince Jing's son and He Zongwei at this restaurant. With the current status of these three people, Yishiju naturally has a sense of magic. Of course, the most important thing is the story of Mr. Fan's black fist that shocked the capital, which has been spread throughout the world through countless storytellers.
Tongfu Inn is the birthplace of the four sons of the Fan family, and the other three are Fan Xian's properties. Let's not repeat the series of halos on Fan Xian's body again, because this is a very tiring thing. You only need to notice this fact to know Fan Xian's prestige and status in the entire Qing Kingdom.
There are many people who hate Fan Xian, and even more people who love Fan Xian, but few people have such complicated feelings towards him like the owner of the medical center across from Danbo Bookstore.
The medical clinic has just been purchased and has not yet opened, and the medicines seem to be piled up in a random and orderly manner.
A girl in a plain brocade single jacket was propping her chin, staring in a daze in a room full of medicine smells, but she didn't even notice that there were too many idle people waiting outside the medical hall. The guards and secret agents of the Overwatch Council stopped him. I'm afraid those people would have crowded into the hospital long ago.
Master Ku He's closed disciple, Miss Fan's family with amazing medical skills, Master Xiao Fan's most beloved sister, finally left Qingshan and returned to his hometown of Qingguo, Kyoto, under the amazed gaze of the people in Kyoto, amidst the smell of medicine that filled the house , began to miss some people.
Some people are far away in the sky, walking alone on the snow field, while some people are about to come to her. (, If you want to know what happens next, please log in, there are more chapters, support the author, support the original!)