Under the leadership of Hong Zhu, Fan Xian walked outside the palace in silence. The eunuchs and maids he saw along the way all turned their sides to salute each other. Fan Xian didn't have the energy to pay attention to these things, and just walked blindly.
All the people in the palace looked at Hong Zhu in front of him, thinking that His Majesty brought little Eunuch Hong back to life again, probably just for the purpose of dirtying Lord Fan's eyes. It's just that to many people's surprise, Fan Xian didn't speak harshly to Hong Zhu, but chatted with him calmly. Hong Zhu also maintained a humble appearance, and seemed harmonious and ruthless.
Mr. Fan and Eunuch Hong are not ordinary people. People who watched this scene sighed in their hearts. Probably only such a good person who can hide their true emotions can be able to survive the changes in the court of the Qing Dynasty. Unpredictable, always guarantee your own survival and future. In fact, the world is very strange. In the eyes of everyone, the question and answer between Fan Xian and Hong Zhu on the way out of the palace was staged for everyone to see, but no one thought that Fan Xian and Hong Zhu were really talking.
Their voices were very low, their expressions were natural, and they each played their respective roles very well, but what they said was extremely unusual.
"Your Majesty still likes those dishes these days." Hong Zhu lowered his head and said with a pleasing eyebrow, "I've been tested by the imperial hospital, and they are all excellent ingredients for strengthening the foundation."
Fan Xian stared straight ahead, did not look at Hong Zhu's face, and hummed lightly, unable to discern the change in expression. Three years ago when the rebellion started, the influence of the incident gradually faded away. Hong Zhu was put out of the cold palace, and at first he was a servant in the imperial dining room. , life is not only not difficult, but also gradually regained some power at hand.
Later, Hong Zhu went on business with Eunuch Dai, but his influence on the imperial dining room did not weaken. At this time, what Hong Zhu said to Fan Xian was the little secret between the two of them, more precisely, it was Fan Xian's little secret, because even Hong Zhu himself didn't know why little Master Fan It is necessary to influence the food materials presented to His Majesty by the Imperial Dining Room.
Hong Zhu was not worried that Fan Xian would poison His Majesty, because it was impossible in the imperial palace. No matter if it was chronic or acute poison, there would naturally be specialized personnel to screen out it. The possibility of poisoning has been largely eliminated.
Moreover, these ingredients that were secretly influenced by Hong Zhu and added to the recipe have also been greatly appreciated by the Tai Hospital, especially the dry celery that is blindly produced in the south, because it is cool in nature, sweet and pungent, quite clearing away heat and annoyance, and curing violence. It has the effect of heat and polydipsia, and was recommended by the doctors of the Imperial Hospital to be included in His Majesty's daily dinner table.
Non-toxic is the most basic requirement, and Hong Zhu doesn't know if there is any problem with His Majesty's body. He just saw that the celery, which is used for bathing, clearing away heat, and eliminating troubles, is so valued by the Imperial Hospital. I'm afraid that His Majesty may really have something in his body. dry.
Hong Zhu lowered his head slightly, glanced at Fan Xian, did not see his true emotions, and thought to himself, under the current situation, Mr. Fan is still worrying about His Majesty's health. Could it be that he is really a loyal minister and filial son? It's just a pity that Master Xiao Fan is a man of temperament, I'm afraid it's hard to let go of the death of old Dean Chen, and it's hard to please His Majesty any more.
The way out of the palace from the Imperial Study Room was not far away, but Fan Xian had already obtained the order to go to Shufang Palace to visit Concubine Yigui and the Third Prince, so Hong Zhu took him around in the direction of the inner palace. The reason why His Majesty has this decree may be because from now on, Fan Xian will truly become an idler in the capital, and it will be difficult to have the opportunity to enter the palace.
Walking outside Shufang Palace, Fan Xian frowned slightly when he heard the young woman's laughter coming from inside, thinking why the palace suddenly became so lively? Looking back at Hong Zhu, he asked: "The wives and ladies of Guogong Lane entered the palace today to pay their respects? Why are there so many people here?"
"It's the show girls to be selected. Because they have to wait for the candidates sent by the states and counties next month, these dozen or so show girls have to spend more time in the palace. Today, I am afraid that your concubine will summon them. Say some rules." Hong Zhu replied softly.
Hearing the news, Fan Xian was slightly taken aback, unable to recover for a while. These days, he was under house arrest in Fan's mansion, and later he was busy with those secret plans. He didn't pay attention to the rumors about the draft in the capital. He didn't know until now that the emperor was planning to marry his wife again.
Just like Concubine Yigui and the Third Prince, Fan Xian didn't spend too much time at all, smelling the hidden meaning behind the draft. His brows furrowed, knowing that not only he was moving, but also the Emperor Lao Tzu was moving. If the opponent doesn't move, it's fine, and if he moves, it will be the strongest warning to himself after the sword points for thousands of years.
There was a trace of bewilderment and apology in his heart, and this apology was for the mother and child in Shufang Palace. In this world, there are not many people who truly trust a strong supporter outside the palace like the mother and child. This kind of trust is extremely rare, but now because of his own reasons, they are going to face unpredictable risks, and Fan Xian feels uneasy. .
Seeing Fan Xian standing silently in front of Shufang Palace, Hong Zhu thought he was thinking that there were beautiful girls in the palace, so it was not suitable for him to visit the empress and the third prince, and asked softly: "It's the servant's fault, why don't your lord change it to another day?" Come again?"
Fan Xian smiled and said, "Why don't you come in? It's against the rules? I've never been such a well-behaved person. If His Majesty gave you an order, I'll take a look. If you don't come in again... Who knows if I have the chance to enter the palace next time." What time is it?"
While talking, Fan Xian was already walking towards Shufang Palace. The two eunuchs guarding the gate of the palace came with the class of beautiful girls. They didn't know who Fan Xian was, but looking at a young man, Wearing a plain cotton robe and rushing into the palace like this, they couldn't help being startled. Although they didn't know Fan Xian, they were clever masters who could stay in the palace. How could they dare to stop him? Behind Fan Xian, he said hello with a suppressed voice, while another person rushed into Shufang Palace and notified the people inside.
As soon as he entered Shufang Palace, he could only hear a low cry of panic, some voices of arranging his clothes, and more curious eyes.
Fan Xian came too fast, the eunuch didn't have time to say anything, and the ladies in the palace didn't have time to prepare anything, so he came to the palace, and countless eyes stared at him at once. At this time, they are in the deep palace, men and women are on guard, but suddenly seeing a young man enter, these beautiful women just lowered their voices and exclaimed a few times, they were not really ashamed to die, or It's as perverted as crying out loud.
In the panic that was forcibly suppressed, Fan Xian smiled gently, bowed solemnly to Concubine Yigui who was in the middle, and said, "Auntie, this place is really lively today."
This title is extremely careless and extremely against etiquette, but today Fan Xian has formally broken up with the emperor in the imperial study, although he was still tightly pinched by the emperor, unable to do anything, But in terms of xinxing, he is no longer willing to hide anything, and faintly reveals a chic energy that doesn't care about anything.
Concubine Yigui is the younger sister of the Liu family. When Fan Xian entered the palace on the first day, she loved this little boy who was carved in pink and jade. Now that Fan Xian has grown up, the relationship between them has long been extremely close. In private in the past, Concubine Yigui always asked Fan Xian to call herself Auntie, but she didn't expect that there were so many people in the palace today, but Fan Xian also called out like that.
Concubine Yigui smiled slightly, and said, "How old is she, and he's still so small." These words seemed displeased, but they were actually just reminders and inquiries. Fan Xian shook his head while watching her, and smiled, Concubine Yi Gui's brows showed a hint of worry. Fan Xian's behavior today is too strange. It seems that although the conversation in the imperial study room did not end in the worst way, it did not turn out to be good either. trend.
As soon as she thought about it, Concubine Yigui felt as if a big rock was pressed on her heart, she forced a smile and said, "Why do you want to enter the palace today?"
The purpose of Fan Xian's entry into the palace is well known to the whole palace, and it was just a scene. Fan Xian explained a few words, and at this moment, Xing'er had already moved over. This former little palace lady has now become the most senior and most powerful palace lady in Shufang Palace. Fan Xian looked at her delicate face and smiled, and found a moment to gossip, Then he said to Concubine Yigui seriously: "In addition to seeing you today, His Majesty also ordered to come and see the homework of His Highness the Third Highness."
Concubine Yigui's brows became more and more worried, she thought to herself, could this be to say goodbye? It's just that Miss Fan's family is in the palace, and there are hundreds of people in Fan's mansion. Does this Fan Xian... really dare to leave? For a moment, she couldn't help but wanted to ask Fan Xian a lot, but at this moment, all the show girls in the venue looked at the young man curiously, and couldn't ask them. Concubine Yigui was very irritable, wishing to drive all these teenage girls out of the palace.
Looking at her expression, Fan Xian knew that this aunt would be mistaken, and said with a smile, "Where is Your Highness?" His little stepmother, Fan Xian just wanted to use this to see the hidden meaning of the draft, but he didn't want to stay here all the time.
"Ping'er is behind, you go by yourself." Concubine Yi Gui felt a little headache, looked at him and shook her head. The palace maid Xing'er looked at Fan Xian and smiled, and led him to the back, while Hong Zhu followed closely. This follow, in the eyes of idlers, was that His Majesty had ordered Hong Zhu to keep an eye on him.
As Fan Xian walked into the back of the palace, the atmosphere in the room immediately relaxed. From the first moment he entered the arena, after a little flustered, the dozen or so beautiful girls forced themselves to be calm, trying to show the heavenly demeanor in front of the empress, just looking at the handsome face of the young minister, the handsome Tolerance, how can these girls who are only fourteen or fifteen years old and have difficulty stepping out of the gate on weekdays be able to calm down completely
What made them curious was why such a young man dressed as a commoner could walk freely in the heavily guarded palace. After listening to the conversation between this person and Concubine Yigui, any good-looking girl with some discernment would have guessed that this person is Master Xiao Fan...
Irresistible, the looks that were just good-looking and a little out of the ordinary suddenly became a little more radiant in the eyes of these beautiful girls, no matter if it was bold or Shuning, or directly, or quietly, they all looked at her more. He glanced at Fan Xian.
At this moment when Fan Xian left, a very courageous girl Hanxi from Guogong Lane finally asked, "Ma'am, this is Mrs. Fan?"
Concubine Yigui nodded in affirmation, and these show girls couldn't help talking in whispers, after all, they were still some little girls, who had been bored in the palace for a few days, and suddenly met the legendary Mrs Fan, it's no wonder they would He was so excited that he even forgot all the lectures at home before entering the palace, and all the instructions of the teaching nuns in the palace these days.
However, there were a few beautiful girls with higher hearts than the sky, who just sat quietly aside, but they saw something strange from Fan Xian's attire, and these few beautiful girls kept referring to the Fan family in the imperial study. Miss, she is regarded as the biggest enemy, so in contrast, seeing Fan Xian today, she was not very moved, but a little faintly hostile.
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"I've already talked about this, Your Majesty still wants you to go to Shufang Palace..." Lin Wan'er looked at the tired Fan Xian beside her in a very ordinary carriage, and said softly: "The matter of the draft, what happened? All of a sudden, I think His Majesty is just warning you, he doesn't have any opinion on the third child, so don't worry too much."
When the husband and wife were alone, Fan Xian always called His Majesty the Emperor's Lao Tzu, while Lin Wan'er called the man who raised her in his arms the Emperor's Uncle. Today, Lin Wan'er directly referred to her as His Majesty, and Fan Xian also knew that his wife understood that his mood was very bad.
"I also want to warn all the officials in the court, don't think that the Qing Kingdom in the future must belong to the third child." He smiled and said: "Although your majesty is old, but his ambition is still there, I don't know if his glory is still there. .”
"What did you and Taiping talk about?" Lin Wan'er gently opened the curtain of the carriage, looking at the street scene of Kyoto in early autumn outside.
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