Sitting in the car, Fan Xian was thinking about the news that Teng Zijing reported at the gate of the palace just now, and he felt a little anxious. If he had known that his sister had returned to the capital ahead of time, why would he care about the prince accepting the side concubine? There was no sound in the imperial study. Lei has already rushed to Danbo Bookstore.
Three months ago, I received Ruoruo's letter from Beiqi. Knowing that she could finally leave Qingshan and return to her hometown, Fan Xian was naturally happy. Following the instructions in her sister's letter, she asked Wan'er to take care of her sister in the capital. Pick a good location for a medical facility.
Unexpectedly, Wan'er chose to pick and choose, and finally chose the opposite of Danbo Bookstore not far from Taixue. Fan Xian thought that this was not bad, the three brothers and sisters could be regarded as neighbors on the street once, but he did not expect that Ruoruo would return earlier than what was said in the letter, and according to Fujiko Jing, this girl actually only stayed in the mansion. After a little time, he rushed to the location of the medical center with great interest.
In the past two years, Fan Ruoruo, as the closed disciple of Master Ku He, presided over all the chores on Qingshan. As a Nanqing native and Fan Xian's younger sister, even though she had the tacit consent of the Northern Qi royal family, And the support of Big Brother Langtao, it is still a bit hard.
When she was not in charge of the mountain gate, Fan Ruoruo would go down the mountain from time to time to treat the poor people in Northern Qi. Her fees were cheap, her medical skills were extremely high, and she was famous. It didn't take long. Another kind-hearted and compassionate medical girl appeared.
This talented girl in Kyoto, after being taught by her elder brother for a long time, finally found her goal in life. Once she found it, she became extremely persistent. Go and stare at the progress of the clinic.
Fan Xian rubbed the center of his brows curiously, wondering if his younger sister has become Hua Bianque or Fenghua? You know, this was the problem he was most worried about back then.
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Today's Dongchuan Road was crowded with people, and it was very lively. It was obviously not a festival date, but there were countless people watching the excitement. Those who didn't know the inside story might think that there was a juggling troupe performing inside. Dongchuan Road is close to Taixue, and most of the people who come to see the excitement are young students from Taixue. They stood on tiptoes and stretched their necks to look in, hoping to catch a glimpse of Miss Fan, who was famous in Kyoto back then. , What is it like to be born.
There are talented people from generation to generation, four or five years have passed, one of the famous talents in Kyoto, He Zongwei, has entered the court and became an official, and was extremely popular, while the other Hou Jichang is far away in Jiaozhou, and is about to be forgotten. As for the most famous ladies in Kyoto, Ye Ling'er stays away from Qingzhou, and Lin Wan'er is no longer a topic of discussion on people's tea tables when she is married to a woman. Now it is Miss Wang's barbarism that is popular in gossip circles, congratulations The cowardice of Miss Jia, the arrogance of a few distant relatives of the royal family in the Imperial Academy.
To quote a comment that Fan Xian once plagiarized: It is true that one generation is not as good as the next generation.
But Fan Ruoruo was an exception. She was famous in the capital for her poetic talent back then, but later she was too big to be favored by the hospital. She joined the Kuhemen and gained an excellent reputation in Northern Qi. How could people in her hometown forget it? This afternoon, as soon as she showed up in the medical center, she was recognized by a professor in the Taixue, and it became the most sensational news in Kyoto today.
Fan Xian lifted the curtain of the car window, frowned, and looked annoyed at the young scholars who were blocking the entrance of his bookstore and the entrance of the medical clinic without a signboard. do not like.
Seeing his expression, Mu Feng'er said in a low voice, "My subordinates will drive these people away immediately."
Fan Xian was noncommittal, Teng Zijing said softly, "I'll clear the place." Fan Xian then nodded.
He managed to maintain his clean status in the minds of scholars these years, and successfully washed away the dark colors of the Overwatch Council. How could he be willing to let Mu Fenger be corrupted. I don't know what Fujiko Jing said after getting off the car, the pedestrians and scholars who were blocking Dongchuan Road immediately dispersed, leaving a large area at the intersection. It's just that when those scholars passed by the black carriage, they all saluted the carriage very respectfully, and then retreated quietly.
It seemed that these people knew the identity of the person in the carriage, so they didn't dare to be negligent, especially those scholars who regarded Fan Xian as an idol, plus Fan Xian was also a professor in the Imperial Academy, how could he Dare to stay any longer—can make a scholar bow his head to get along with each other, proving that Fan Xian is not just as simple as a powerful man.
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Dongchuan Road became quiet. Fan Xian got out of the carriage, suppressed his excitement, and walked into the medical center opposite the bookstore with a smile. She didn't look at Ruoruo's face, but only looked at the thin brocade jacket and her slightly thin waist.
Fan Ruoruo didn't notice the changes outside the medical hall at all. She had already escaped from her trance and was squatting in the inner room to sort out the medicinal materials. She also brought back some rare and rare medicines from Qingshan in Northern Qi Dynasty. Thinking about how to store it.
Hearing the footsteps coming from behind, Fan Ruoruo didn't get up, and said directly: "The door hasn't opened yet, if it's not urgent, please come back in two days."
Hearing this voice, Fan Xian was very happy, and with the heart of a doctor in this sentence, he couldn't help laughing with satisfaction, and said behind her: "If you are really sick, how can you wait until you come back for treatment?" , could it be that my own medical skills are bad?"
Hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Fan Ruoruo trembled slightly, but immediately regained her composure, stood up, rearranged her clothes behind Fan Xian's back, turned her head slowly, bowed gracefully, and said: "Brother is here."
Although she deliberately suppressed her emotions, the eyebrows on the girl's face, the slits in her eyes, and the curvature of her lips all showed the joy in her heart.
Seeing the joyful look on Ruoruo's sister's face, Fan Xian's heart felt sad for no reason, not knowing why, not knowing why. He stared blankly at his younger sister, at this familiar face he hadn't seen for several years, at the familiar ice and snow between his brows, which turned into the light of three springs in front of him, and sighed softly.
Then he took a step forward and gently touched his sister's head.
Ruoruo lowered her head slightly and habitually turned to the side.
Just like in the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, when Fan Xian came to the capital for the first time and entered Sinan Bo's mansion, the two brothers and sisters who had been separated for a long time only needed a few words and a small movement to dispel the turmoil caused by time. A little strangeness, returning to the situation between the active monkey and the sickly little monkey many years ago, and returning to the words and phrases of the wild geese.
Fan Xian found a box and sat down, looked at his younger sister who was still busy, and said, "Why did you arrive so early?"
"Didn't brother come back early?" Fan Ruoruo responded with a smile, raised her arms and licked her sweaty temples: "There was no delay on the way, so we arrived a few days earlier."
"Going thousands of miles south, I don't say that I can rest at home for two days. The things in this hospital are naturally arranged by your sister-in-law. You just ask the doctor and don't worry about it."
Fan Xian glanced at her disapprovingly, and found that although his sister was still so thin, her spirits seemed much better, and perhaps because she often practiced medicine in the remote countryside for the past two years, her complexion had also turned darker, and even her eyebrows were darker. The usual layer of ice and snow has gradually disappeared.
Although there are frequent correspondences, but they are not as thorough as being by his side. Fan Xian blames himself a little. He arranged all the escape from marriage and leaving the country at the beginning. Looking at his sister, he sighed. Is it good or not.
"The maids and maidservants in the mansion have changed a few times. I don't know anyone, and I don't have anyone to talk to. I sat in the flower hall for a while, thinking about it, I'd better come to the bookstore. I didn't expect my sister-in-law to pick it. The place is just across from the medical hall." Fan Ruoruo naturally pulled her brother up, so that he wouldn't damage the box where he put the medicine, and said, "This medicine made your butt sit, how can you give it to others?"
"Who am I? I'm a Poetry Fairy. If word gets out, I'm afraid others will pick this box of medicine to buy." Fan Xian told a very cold joke, and then said in surprise, "Where's your sister-in-law? Where's Sisi?" ?”
Fan Shangshu brought the Liu family back to Danzhou for retirement, and took away half of the maids and servants in the old house. In addition, the Zhuangzi needed manpower, and the maids had to marry when they grew up. However, in a few years, the entire Fan Mansion was difficult for Fan Ruoruo. , has become somewhat unfamiliar.
Fan Xian was aware of this very sensitively, and thought that even that big sleepy girl, Sichou, had now become a county magistrate's wife. The capital had changed a lot in a few years, so don't let Ruoruo get used to it. good.
"Sister-in-law and Sisi are taking everyone to the farm." Fan Ruoruo glanced at him curiously, as if she didn't understand why her brother asked such a silly question, "I just went to the city with Fujiko Jing today, so of course we didn't run into each other. they."
All big families have their own farms and forests outside of the capital, let alone a big family like the Fan family. Fan Xian often visited these farms in the past, but he never thought that when winter came, it was time to prepare for the end of the year. In this season, Wan'er and Sisi, good helpers who are now in charge of the Fan family's property, are extremely busy.
He rubbed the center of his brows with some headaches, and said: "It's a big deal for you to come back, no matter how busy you are, you should wait in the mansion."
Fan Ruoruo glanced at him, and said angrily: "You and I came back three days early, who can have such a clever plan."
Fan Xian patted his ass and stood up, smiling broadly, "At least I can figure it out, you should be hungry by now."
————I am leisure, the dividing line of learning, woo la la———
Today, the front and back houses of Fan's mansion have been opened up, the garden has also been changed, and even the people living in it are not the same. Fan Xian is still used to living in the new house with Wan'er Sisi, and the old house where his father lived has been vacated. A maid has already cleaned up Ruoruo's room back then. As before, Fan Ruoruo followed Fan Xian to the house Look, thinking about the more than ten years spent in Kyoto, the circles of my eyes turned red.
Fan Xian is the character who can't see women crying the most, except of course, except for the dead mother-in-law - he hastily tricked Ruo Ruo into the flower hall. It's fun to talk about their respective lives after they parted. It's just that when talking about the rebellion in the capital, Ruoruo was extremely worried. When talking about the loneliness on the green hills and the gazes of the people in Northern Qi, Fan Xian's eyes were a little annoyed.
"How is younger brother over there now?" Fan Xian put down his glass and asked. Fan Sizhe was still dealing with the property in the north. Although the two brothers had been exchanging letters and sharing information, he still asked out of habit. From his sister's words, Fan Xian realized that Sizhe's life in the north was also a bit hard. Although the Northern Qi royal family did not do anything on the surface, they also made some small stumbling blocks in the dark.
Fan Xian pondered for a moment and said, "Jade can't be crafted without cutting it. The little Northern Qi emperor won't really turn his back on him for a while, so let him stay there."
In the past two years, Fan Sizhe has returned to Kyoto twice, and the Spring Festival in the ninth year of Qingli was also celebrated in Danzhou, but now Fan's family is forced to be separated from each other, it is extremely difficult to get together, every time I think about it In Fan Xian's heart, the boss was unhappy.
The problem is that His Majesty will never allow him to resign at such a tense moment, and his father really shouldn't stay in the capital anymore. It's better to stay in Danzhou to take care of his grandmother than to worry about what will happen to him all the time.
Fan Ruoruo nodded, he couldn't doubt his elder brother's words in his heart, whether it was his younger brother or himself, it was only under his elder brother's arrangement that he really had a life that was completely different from ordinary rich and powerful children, the most fulfilling kind.
"Rest today, and talk again tomorrow. The old Wang is not here. I have a lot of things I want to talk to, but I have no place to talk." Fan Xian muttered a few words inarticulately, venting himself It is rare to be depressed. In this world, apart from Lin Dabao and Wang Qinian, the most suitable chat partners are of course Uncle Wu Zhu and the younger sister who has been influenced too much by him.
Fan Xian even dared to say outrageous words to these four people. The problem was that Dabao was too stupid and couldn't speak. Then, Wang Qinian ran away, Uncle Wu Zhu escaped, and his sister was gone...but he finally came back.
This feeling was so good that Fan Xian couldn't suppress his joy. He didn't know how much wine he had drunk, so he naturally refused to take the pills to relieve the hangover. Taking advantage of the drunkenness, he fell asleep on the table.
Fan Ruoruo looked at his brother who smelled of alcohol, shook his head helplessly, ordered his servants to carry him back to the room, covered him with a quilt, tidied his long black hair, and put a few needles out of his hair. Carefully took it out - just like when Fan Xian was injured a few years ago before his wedding.
Back in her room, Fan Ruoruo looked at the few thin needles shining with all kinds of light in her hand, and couldn't help smiling slightly, thinking that sister-in-law should also know about these poisonous needles, so don't tell me they are not afraid of sticking them out when they are making out? question? Or do you have to tidy up every night
She immediately realized that she shouldn't have thought about this question, blushed secretly, and quickly put the fine needle into the box—Fan Xian's last life-saving trick was originally made by the two of them in the back house, so she naturally Know what to do.
The house is old, the bedding is new, the person is old, and the thoughts are also old. Fan Ruoruo sat quietly at the table, looking out at the garden through the window, thinking of her brother's appearance of being drunk and happy before, she was a little lost in thought. From the conversation, she knew that although his brother's life in the capital these few years has been smooth, but always There was an indescribable pressure that made it difficult for him to relax.
She sighed, put on a jacket, walked out of the room, and walked in the garden under the old moonlight. In the room behind her, the dying candlelight is looking for the shadow to tell how bright its dream is, and the moonlight on her body is the same as in previous years, but seeing it makes her more and more flustered.
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But Fan Ruoruo clearly knows that all of this is nothing but illusion, regardless of whether his own thoughts can be tolerated in this world, the most important thing is that since many years ago, his brother has habitually treated him like a child, Ji Yue In my heart, I have never had such thoughts.
She couldn't help but smile helplessly, thinking to open the clinic as soon as possible, there are so many poor people who need her help in the world, why bother to think about the hard-to-expression children's family feelings in this early winter.
Once she thought about these matters, the moonlight shining on her delicate face became calm. After several years of living in the North, the temperament of this girl's family has undergone great changes. There is no longer that kind of indifference in the calm, but a little more calm and unhurried.
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Not to mention what kind of commotion caused by Miss Fan's return to Beijing, just that Fan's mansion has become much more lively. Lin Wan'er and her party, who got the news, rushed back from the farm. With his nephew, Fan Ruoruo was even more happy.
This family is very happy and harmonious, which is an anomaly in the mansion in Kyoto, but this kind of atmosphere can't last long, because Fan Ruoruo is in a hurry to open a medical clinic, and the palace also asked Fan Xian to bring Ruoruo into the palace to see him.
The work of the medical center was done by someone, and it only took one day to see the driver, but the second generation of young people in the Fan Mansion couldn't be idle anymore. Fan Ruoruo had studied art in Qingshan for several years, and when he returned to Beijing for the first time, naturally many elder relatives would come to visit him.
The first stop was undoubtedly Prince Jing's Mansion, which had a very good relationship with Fan Mansion.
In the past, this kind of walking around is extremely common, but the problem is that Fan Ruoruo almost became Prince Jing's daughter-in-law, but was later sent by Fan Xian to Kuhe's family in Beiqi. Prince Jing has always remembered this matter for the past two years, seeing Seeing Fan Xian, he sighed and sighed. The situation between the two families was a little awkward, so Fan Ruoruo felt a little uneasy knowing that he was going to the palace.
"What's there to worry about?" Fan Xian looked at his younger sister's expression, thinking of Hongcheng's self-sufficiency in Dingzhou, his heart trembled, and he didn't know whether he did right or wrong back then, so he forced a smile and said, "During the Chinese New Year, Hongcheng is going back to Beijing too, so are you going to hide from him for the rest of your life?"
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(The part of Ruoruo's heartbroken candle moonlight flustered is the lyrics of a song by Xu Jiaying. The title of the song is the same as "Moonlight", not Su Rui's song. You can listen to it.) (, If you want to know what happened next, please Login, more chapters, support the author, support genuine!)