The Kingdom of Qing ruled the world with filial piety, so when His Majesty, the wise and mighty emperor, moved so much money from the treasury to build the tomb for the dead queen mother, the two scholars at that time, Shu and Hu, only expressed concern on the surface, and Fan Xian was even more worried. It's too lazy to pay attention to this matter.
Today, Sun Jingxiu was celebrating his old mother's birthday, so it was more important than himself, and it was because of this incident that he had the courage to invite Fan Xian. However, when Mrs. Fan really stepped into the front gate of the mansion with Princess Chen's hand, Sun Jingxiu was still uncontrollably excited.
The wind and rain he has experienced in the past few months, it seems that in an instant, all the officials in the yamen began to stare at him, making him feel like a thorn in his back, and he could not live in peace. After thinking about it, he finally thought of Fan Xian, but the Sun Mansion and the Fan family didn't have a deep relationship, and he didn't know whether it would work or not.
It's done, although Sun Jingxiu's lips were a little bit bitter, a little dark, and there was a lot of guilt towards his daughter, but looking at Fan Xian's handsome face, he still saluted very respectfully, and then put the pair together. Welcomed into the mansion.
The mansion has already been properly arranged, all the female guests are in the back garden, and the front mansion is occupied by the chief officials of the Kyoto Mansion, the three front and back halls that are really vacated for the court officials are empty at this time , very dazzling.
Fan Xian followed Sun Jingxiu into the interior, looking at the empty long tables, he couldn't help but smile. Lin Wan'er whispered a few words in his ear, and then, accompanied by the nuns and served by the ladies of the Sun Mansion, she went to the back garden.
Turning around to the west chamber, Fan Xian followed Sun Jingxiu into the study room. He already knew that Prince Jing and Duke Liu Guo had arrived. The two noble old men were chatting with Lord Sun's mother at this moment. For the sake of it, there is not much emphasis.
The study was very quiet. Fan Xian looked at Sun Jingxiu and said with a smile, "Master Sun, you are really not a smart person."
Before it was time to start the banquet, Sun Jingxiu was afraid of neglecting Mr. Fan, so he personally accompanied him into the study room. At this time, the servants hadn't brought the tea yet, but the other party said this sentence very calmly and directly. Sun Jingxiu couldn't help but My heart was shocked, and I didn't know what to say for a long while.
"I'm a little curious." Fan Xian looked at him and said in a harmonious voice, "You have never used these methods of trying to figure out the Sacred Heart in the past, why did you do the opposite this year, and you want to take advantage of my momentum to take a look. The movement in the officialdom? My lord is not a powerful person in Nianzhan, which really surprised me."
After being silent for a while, Sun Jingxiu bowed his hands sincerely, and said, "Jingxiu asks himself that being the governor of the capital is considered a high standard, please have mercy."
Fan Xian tapped on the table lightly, as if he was thinking about the appropriateness. He didn't expect that Sun Jingxiu would make such a direct request, but he also likes more direct negotiations. After a while, he nodded slightly and said: " I will tell you about it in the palace."
"Where is Master He?" Sun Jingxiu was overjoyed, but he could still maintain a calm face, and asked with a slightly trembling voice.
Fan Xian lowered his eyes slightly, and said, "He is the Censor of Zuodu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and I don't care about him."
Sun Jingxiu's heart trembled slightly.
Fan Xian raised his head and said with a smile, "But he's just walking around the door. If Master Hu doesn't nod, what can he do with you, the prefect of the capital?"
The conversation in the study ended very briefly. Fan Xian didn't let Sun Jingxiu confide in his face any heart-wrenching and nasty words. They knew each other well. Since Fan Xian was willing to do Sun Jingxiu such a big favor, Sun Jingxiu's life could only be sold to Fan Xian—Isn't the Governor of Kyoto When Sun Jingxiu looked at the officialdom, he could only see the back of Fan Xian's head. He had no choice.
During the time when Fan Xian and Sun Jingxiu were chatting, the servants in charge of the Sun's residence stared dumbfounded at the official sedan chairs passing outside the residence, and at the adults with names and surnames in the court hall, all smiling, very happy. Gently came to pay their respects... They couldn't help thinking in their hearts, where did these adults go before
A servant notified the study, and Sun Jingxiu couldn't help laughing bitterly. He knew that the reason why the attitudes of these adults changed so quickly was all because Lord Xiao Fan came in person, and he also invited Prince Jing and Duke Liu to be his assistants. Mountain axe.
Fan Xian saw the bitterness in this person's heart, and said with a smile: "Things above the officialdom are so shameless, you have been in the capital for so long, you should get used to it, otherwise you will always have this kind of shame." This kind of sulking, how many more years can I endure?"
Sun Jingxiu nodded and accepted the instruction.
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There were only three tables open in the main hall, and in response to the free and thoughtful arrangement of the female family members in the back garden, Fan Xian just followed Wan'er to gossip with the old Mrs. Sun, and then retreated.
The main seat in the middle of the table was vacant for the time being, Prince Jing naturally sat in the most honored seat, and Duke Liu sat in the second seat diagonally across from each other. The two elders were also people who had known each other all their lives. Although they sat a little far away, they spoke very loudly, and the small talk turned into a quarrel.
Prince Jing was full of obscenities as usual, and he had to bring a few words in a sentence, which made the officials on the three tables in the hall feel a little uncomfortable. Piansheng Liu Guogong was also a figure who retired from the army back then, so he is familiar with this routine.
Sun Jingxiu was entertaining the rest of the officials at this time, and Fan Xian sat between Prince Jing and Duke Liu, laughing, chatting, eating and drinking with them, and felt at ease. Prince Jing and Fan's family are family friends, so the friendship is naturally not mentioned, and Liu Guogong is the biological father of the Liu family. From the face of it, he is Fan Xian's grandfather, and Fan Xian is naturally respectful.
Accompanying Liu Guogong to talk about the things in Danzhou, Liu's life is very good now, the grandfather is of course very relieved, and with Fan Xian looking after him, the children and grandchildren in Guogong Lane have their own A piece of heaven and earth.
While chatting with Prince Jing, it was a bit of a headache, because the old prince had to vaguely mention things like the hospital without mentioning a few words. Fan Xian sighed secretly in his heart, wondering if there was any possibility between Hongcheng and Ruoruo.
Speaking of the elder son Li Hongcheng, after the new year's day, as the general of Dingzhou, he could not always fight with the senior scholars in the capital, and he returned to the west with some helplessness, but left a team of relatives outside the Danbo Medical Center. Team, **** stared at the movement. His Majesty the Emperor knew that he was messing around, so he was very angry, but there was nothing he could do.
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The guests gradually came together, three ministers, two ministers, seven or eight servants, more than half of the important ministers in the entire Qing Dynasty court came. With the face of the Governor of Kyoto, it is natural that he cannot win over so many important figures, but Fan Xian's face has such lethality.
It's just that as time passed, Fan Xian felt a little headache. These servants of ministers came to greet him, so he naturally got up to greet him and accept the considerate greetings. The people at the three tables were a little tired after seeing him, but this was not over yet, there were so many officials in the outer courtyard who came in to greet him in turn, and they refused to let go of this rare opportunity to meet Mrs. Fan .
After one round, the whole hall was full of flattery, Fan Xian's expression changed several times when he was photographed, and it was very uncomfortable to be flattered by dozens of officials.
After drinking for three rounds, another minister began to mention Fan Xian's indomitable achievements in Dongyi City. Everyone's eyes on him became hot. At this time, few people cared about the great scholar He Zongwei. After all, this little prince is His Majesty's own son, and he has made so many contributions to Nan Qing over the years. He is really a red-hot character, so what about Zai Zhi's generation? It is not impossible to crack the soil and seal the king!
Fan Xian had a headache, wondering whether these officials came to celebrate the old Matriarch Sun's birthday, or came here to flatter him? But in the end, he also understands, if they didn't come here specially to flatter him, why did these officials come here
Prince Jing was obviously also very interested in the affairs of Dongyi City, so he pulled him to his side and asked about some confidential matters, but it would take at least half a year before the agreement was finalized, and Fan Xian couldn't say anything clearly, he just picked Some unimportant things were secretly told to the old flower farmer.
Officials with low rank may not care about flattering appearances, but those high-ranking ministers and ministers sitting in the main hall still have to put on a calm appearance, and only occasionally glance at Fan Xian's face .
Fan Xian turned a blind eye to it, he knew that these people were waiting for him to get mad, and then he was going to see how to deal with the following things.
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As the sun moved on, the noise of drinking outside also stopped. Prince Jing and Duke Liu felt a little heavy and tired after having a few glasses of wine, and didn't bother to look at the next thing, so they found an excuse and left. go.
Sun Jingxiu sent the two nobles out of the gate respectfully, and then returned to the main hall. After thinking for a while, he ordered his servants to stay outside the main hall and pay attention to the movement.
He stepped in, complained to the adults at the three tables in the hall, laughed and chatted, and declined for a while before actually sitting back at the head of the first table.
At this time, the main hall gradually became quiet, and everyone subconsciously stopped their chopsticks and put their glasses on, looking at the various dishes in front of them, with a peaceful smile on their faces, showing their official style, and waiting for the next thing.
First, Sun Jingxiu expressed his gratitude sincerely, so what. Then he also stopped talking, and sat beside Fan Xian, extremely calm.
Fan Xian's eyes drooped slightly, and he slowly lowered the chopsticks in his hands. The ivory chopsticks rested on the celadon pillow, making a soft jingling sound.
The hearts of all the officials were knocked by this voice.
There was an uncomfortable silence, and the entire main hall was quiet. Compared with the bustle in the courtyard and the sound of silk and bamboo in the back garden, it was extremely quiet.
"How about Mr. Sun's official voice, I won't go into details." Fan Xian raised his head, parted his thin lips, and said slowly: "Your Majesty also has a lot of words to encourage in private."
Hearing these words, all the officials at the table felt very ironic. If His Majesty really liked this Governor of Kyoto, how could Mr. He make such rumors? It's just... the little father-in-law said privately? Alas, who would know what the father and son said in private? Do these people at the banquet dare to ask something in front of His Majesty
"My lords are officials in the same dynasty, everyone has a bad time, and I hope to help each other." Fan Xian's words are extremely substandard. He was at a disadvantage, and he even put out the words of helping this kind of businessman, so the appearance of eating seemed a little ugly.
It's just that things like level always depend on the character. Even if His Majesty the Emperor wrote a doggerel with a swollen white dog, the courtiers would still praise it. So when Fan Xian said this, all the senior officials at the table nodded their beards, thinking that Mr. Fan's words were simple and not simple, and very reasonable.
Fan Xian turned his head, looked at the official on the right, and said, "What does Wei Shangshu think?"
Today's Minister of the Household Department, Wei Dongxing, is also a treacherous official who has been polished in the Ministry of Household for a long time. In the past few years, he went to the Fan Mansion to discuss matters with Fan Shangshu, and he did not know how many times he had met with Fan Xian. But he is able to take over Fan Jian's position now, not only because of his performance in the Ministry of Household Affairs, but more precisely, because he has completely devoted himself to His Majesty the Emperor, and wholeheartedly followed His Majesty's wishes to transfer the Ministry of Household Affairs from the Fan family. Pulled out of the quagmire of an independent kingdom.
Of course Wei Shangshu knew that Lord Fan had been offended by his behavior in the past two years, but His Majesty the Emperor was directly behind him, so he was not too worried. In the past two years, Fan Xian had never expressed any dissatisfaction with him, and he seemed to understand his difficulties. It was precisely because of this that he knew about Fan Xian's arrival at the Sun Residence today, and after thinking about it for a long time, he still came.
He didn't expect that Master Xiao Fan would actually choose to make trouble because of the Kyoto Prefecture, and he would be the first to pick himself. His heart trembled slightly, he knew that Master Xiao Fan didn't like him, otherwise the other party wouldn't have chosen the household department to be the first to perform the surgery at this table.
A faint chill came to his heart, but Wei Shangshu had no other choice. After thinking for a while, he said with a soft smile: "What the young man said is reasonable, and the Ministry of Households will act in accordance with the will and laws, and will never act recklessly."
There were some old fritters who had been up and down in the officialdom for a long time at the table. Of course, he knew what it was for Fan Xian to pick Wei Shangshu out to ask a question alone, but the matter had nothing to do with him, so of course he had to hold it high. It's just that Wei Shangshu didn't expect Fan Xian to be pushed back in Wei Shangshu's plain words, not even a vague promise of goodwill.
On the one hand, the officials admired Wei Shangshu's courage, on the other hand, they were also a little worried about what would happen next, and they all remained silent. The other two Shangshu adults raised their chopsticks and whispered to the adults beside them to eat slowly.
"I'm a very peaceful person." The smile on Fan Xian's face became more and more beautiful, he stared into Wei Dongxing's eyes, and said in a harmonious voice: "If there is a will, then naturally I will follow the will, but if there is no will, I will follow it. The official wants to see what will happen to those villains in the end."
The Overwatch Council and the affairs of the government have two different relationships, well water does not violate river water, Fan Xian's words are already a bit taboo. And the word "little man" undoubtedly cut Wei Shangshu's face completely, his face suddenly turned cold, and he looked at Fan Xian and said, "I don't know what the little prince means by that?"
Fan Xian still didn't get angry, just said with a smile: "Nothing interesting, I'm just going to enter the palace tonight, to ask His Majesty, what order has been given to the Ministry of Households recently, so that the yamen of the Ministry of Households is not doing business, but guarding the office every day. Stay in Kyoto Prefecture."
"I am in charge of the Overwatch Council, but I don't dare to investigate officials above the third rank in private." Fan Xian's expression was still so gentle, "Today is the old matriarch's 70th birthday, so I shouldn't have said such sarcastic remarks, just I can't stay in Beijing for a few days, and I'm going to Dongyi soon. I also think that the capital is an urgent matter, so it's a bit urgent, and you adults must laugh at me."
All the ministers at the table laughed dryly, but how dare they really laugh. Mr. Xiao Fan has clearly awakened from these words. He is the commissioner of the Overwatch Council, and will officially become the second director of the Overwatch Council in three days. As for his other identities, there is no need to mention it. , and... back to Dongyi City? This is another reminder to these ministers that today's Fan Xian has enough credit to ask His Majesty for something, even if it is a will.
Wei Shangshu's heart was shocked, and he chewed out the meaning of these two sentences.
Fan Xian raised a glass of wine and said to the ministers at the table, "My lords, let the Kyoto Prefecture be quieter."
As soon as this remark came out, everyone knew that Fan Xian had officially stood up. After an awkward silence, someone slowly raised the wine glass in front of him. Some of them were uneven, but basically all the ministers raised their hands. up the wine glass.
Wei Shangshu was still staring at the wine glass in front of him in a daze. He was indeed very embarrassed, because he knew that Fan Xian was a person who held grudges extremely, and his smile was so gentle before, he was probably extremely angry in his heart, even though he begged for mercy and retreated today. One step, will Fan Xian let him go in the future? And after all, he is the Minister of the Dynasty, with a respectable status here, and with the full support of His Majesty the Emperor and He Zongwei, it would really be unreasonable to make a concession.
Fan Xian didn't look at him directly, and said with a gentle smile: "Although we are all officials in the court, we are actually some poor people. It's not that we want to find a better future for our children and grandchildren."
"Your Majesty once said that you need to be in awe when you live in this world." He looked at the people at the table and said gently, "I am walking between heaven and earth, and I only have awe for two things."
Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites frowned slightly, he was the first person to raise the wine glass earlier, he was different from Wei Shangshu, he had not offended the Fan family, so he had a chance to make amends. And he secretly ridiculed in his heart that Wei Dongxing didn't even know what kind of character Xiao Fan was and what kind of methods he had.
He knew what Wei Shangshu was thinking, the Overwatch Council couldn't control officials above the third rank, as long as His Majesty didn't speak, it seemed that Mr. Fan couldn't threaten him at all. But he knew that Wei Shangshu seemed to have forgotten history—when Fan Xian was still white, he sent the former Minister of Rites, Guo Youzhi, to a dead end. You are a ruthless person forced to die, you are a mere minister, why bother to contradict the other party face to face
Thinking of this, the Minister of Rites followed Fan Xian's words and asked with a smile, "I don't know why the little prince is in awe?"
"I respect His Majesty first, and my parents second." Fan Xian gently twirled the small wine glass between his fingers, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty is right, if you don't have a sense of reverence, you will act like Meng Lang... I used to behave a bit Meng Lang, please take care of me, my lords."
There was another burst of laughter during the banquet, but they could clearly hear the meaning of this sentence. awe? The little prince is telling everyone clearly, in your hearts of awe, apart from His Majesty Heaven and Earth Parents, don't forget yourself! rash? This little father-in-law's behavior is far more than Meng Lang, he is simply ruthless!
It's still the same old saying, a very low-level threat, but because the person who threatens it is too powerful, it appears to be loud. In particular, the four words Fan Xian mentioned earlier, family members and descendants, finally reminded some people that even if the Overwatch Council can't move Shangshu Shilang, it is easy to send the rest of your family to hell.
This is a very arrogant, arrogant and presumptuous move, but no one can change the fact that His Majesty favors Fan Xian. Wei Dongxing's face gradually darkened, and his fingers trembled. He felt that Mr. Fan was too unreasonable. Do you dare to attack your family because of your own affairs
But everyone knew that Fan Xian dared, that although Mr. Fan had a reputation as a poet fairy back then, he had always followed an eerie path and was not unreasonable.
Wei Dongxing finally raised his glass slowly and drank it down in one gulp, not knowing the taste of the wine.
Fan Xian nodded, raised his wine glass again, and said the last sentence: "Everyone, eat well and drink well."
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I don't know if the remaining ministers, especially the Minister of the Household Department whom Fan Xian blatantly threatened and disdained, were in the mood to eat and drink well, anyway, Fan Xian was in a good mood. He left the Sun Mansion ahead of time, and did not go home with Lin Wan'er, but drove in the direction of Beicheng in a black carriage.
"Go to Taixue." He instructed Mu Feng'er: "Scholar Hu is not on duty today, he is giving lectures in Taixue."
Mu Feng'er responded, but didn't think about why your lord was in such a hurry to see Master Hu.
Fan Xian rubbed his frowning brows in the carriage. In fact, his behavior in the Sun Mansion was not appropriate, but he had to show this attitude. And this attitude will definitely spread across the capital immediately, so he must be at the forefront to deal with the follow-up matters.
He was going to enter the palace at night, and before entering the palace, he had to meet with Grand Master Hu. If he could persuade the chief scholar, then he would have more confidence in fighting in front of His Majesty.
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