The carriage of Fan's Mansion was walking on the road out of the city, just out of the west city gate, and headed towards the farms shrouded in twilight in the distance. He entered the palace in the morning and returned to the manor only in the afternoon, but Fan Xian didn't delay anything, directly boarded the carriage with Wan'er, and went to the farm in the suburbs.
Just last night, the palace's decree came out, and the monitoring of Fan's residence was completely over. People thought that the cold war between His Majesty and Fan Xian was over, but they didn't expect that when Fan Xian entered the palace to meet him, the palace did not There was no news of a recovery, not even a bit of related will. Not to mention what the officials in the court and various forces were speculating about, but the carriage of Fan's mansion went out like this, which still shocked many people's hearts.
To the surprise of many people, the carriage of the Fan Mansion passed the inspection of the Kyoto City Defense Department very smoothly, or more precisely, it was not inspected at all. Could it be that His Majesty is not worried about Mr. Fan leaving the capital in a fit of anger? Although it is said that there is no scene in the emperor's family where the child ran away when he was angry, the scene on the execution ground and the disputes these days made people a little confused about Fan Xian's response.
Many people were worried about whether Fan Xian would leave the capital, but it was obvious that His Majesty was not worried, otherwise he would not have withdrawn all the surveillance forces outside Fan's residence, nor would he have given Fan Xian such freedom.
"My sister is in the palace, and His Majesty's orders have been sent out. Those subordinates and relatives who depend on me... are all in the capital. How can I get there?" Fan Xian tilted his head, looking at the red twilight outside the capital. Qiu Jing said softly, "Bring Xiaohua and Liangzi back, let's live a good life in the mansion."
Lin Wan'er's heart trembled slightly, she didn't know whether Fan Xian's words came from her heart or had some other meaning. If it was His Majesty's will to stay in the Fan Mansion and be an idler, then Lin Wan'er knew very well why Fan Xian was forced to accept this will - because the Fan Mansion opened today and received extremely bad news.
That day, Lin Wan'er made a decision immediately and asked Fujiko Jing to send the young lady and the young master to Fan's Manor outside the city. She was worried about what would happen later, and planned to quietly send the children back to Danzhou. However, the farm only handed them back today. According to news, the convoy that sent the children arrived at the farm, and there was no way to leave.
It's not that there is an army waiting there, but a eunuch is already waiting. Under such circumstances, of course Fujiko Jing dare not act rashly. What will happen, will the imperial court really tear their face apart and snatch these two children into the palace.
Just like Fan Ruoruo.
Fan Xian frowned slightly, and said: "After all, I still underestimated the level of thoughtfulness of His Majesty. Now, on the day you decided to send the children back to Danzhou, something happened in the imperial study, and Chen Pingping was just sent to monitor Courtyard... At that time, His Majesty was seriously injured, but he didn't forget our child."
There was a sneer on the corner of his lips, and he said: "The emperor's kindness is so great, we courtiers should really thank him."
"It's because I didn't arrange it carefully. I shouldn't have gone to the farm and waited at that time. I should have found a way to send it directly to Danzhou." Lin Wan'er's brows flashed a bleak look, and she didn't expect that the emperor's uncle would be like this Cold and stern, even those two children refused to let go.
"At that time, you could at most get in touch with one place. My people were scattered outside the capital, and there was no way to send them to Danzhou." Fan Xian gently embraced her thin shoulders, and comforted: "These days You are already tired enough and worry enough, it has nothing to do with you... Our Majesty dares to use the temple, let alone two children."
"What exactly did you and Taiping say in the palace?" Lin Wan'er sighed, thinking that the whole house was trapped in the capital, and His Majesty didn't show much of a majestic face, just this kind of faint threat was enough to make people Fan Xian and herself didn't dare to move lightly, so she changed the subject and continued to ask the previous question, because she also knew about the draft, and as smart as she was, she naturally guessed what His Majesty meant, so she wanted to learn from Fan Xian. He heard some reactions from Shufang Palace everywhere.
"What can I say?" Fan Xian smiled meaninglessly, "That little eunuch Hong Zhu has been by his side all the time. He has His Majesty's order to send me out of the palace. How can Taiping and I kick him away?"
There is an ambush in this sentence, but for Hong Zhu's safety, Fan Xian has always kept this secret very tightly. Even the third prince did not know the real relationship between him and Hong Zhu. Here, the third prince was really rude to Hong Zhu.
"But don't worry too much. After all, Taiping has performed so well these years, how could His Majesty be willing to cause chaos in the court because of me." Fan Xian raised his brows and said, "In front of Hong Zhu, I Give the third child a good training... Anyway... it may be difficult for me to have a chance to enter the palace in the future, so hurry up and give a training, it's best to make Taiping really angry with me."
The carriage was moving gently on the official road, and the setting sun in the western sky in the distance dragged its long red tail, smearing a stroke on the nearby hills, and then smearing the faintly visible Cangshan Mountain in the farther distance. head.
"Who can hide this?" Lin Wan'er leaned in his arms, feeling extremely heavy, and said, "Show Hong Zhu a play, will His Majesty believe it?"
"Whether Your Majesty believes it or not, I won't meet with Taiping in the future, and we will cut off contact with Guogong Lane... You'd better not enter the palace in the future." Fan Xian gently touched her face, and after a moment of silence Said: "Our own business, it's best not to drag others."
Lin Wan'er sat up straight, looked at him quietly, and said, "What do you want Your Majesty to believe? Do you believe that Taiping has no real affection for you? But don't forget that your eldest brother is still in Dongyi City, and if you don't take you for a day, Your Majesty will not feel at ease if all the brothers are gathered into the palace, isn’t it clear about the draft?”
"Yes, it's a split." Fan Xian looked at his wife and said seriously: "It's a real split. Even if I have something to do, don't involve Chengping. That's what Chen Pingping did back then, and I want to do it too... It's just that I People have less foresight, so they prepare much later.”
Lin Wan'er sighed helplessly, and said, "According to what you said, Your Majesty still prefers Taiping to succeed to the throne, so why is there a draft?"
"Just in case, this kind of thing is easy to understand." Fan Xian said with a smile: "However, it is so easy to conceive in October. Those beautiful girls are only fourteen or fifteen years old, and it is difficult to be a concubine." It will take a few more years."
Speaking of this, Fan Xian fell into deep thought, thinking of His Majesty's majesty. If you carefully calculate the emperor's age, with his Grand Master's state of body, there shouldn't be too much difficulty in the relationship between men and women, but he is old after all. , I'm afraid that the **** will always be sparse.
Fan Xian knows better than anyone else the sequelae of the domineering technique. In addition to the discussion with Sigu Jian at the end of Dongyi City, Fan Xian confirmed that His Majesty's body should no longer have normal meridians, and has become like a meridian. It is a channel or container without stagnation, so that so much domineering true energy can be contained in the body, and it is possible to cross half of the lake into Kuhe's body with one finger on the east mountain, and sustain a great master to death.
No matter how overbearing, it is still overbearing, but with a kingly name, how can there be a real qualitative change? Thinking of this, Fan Xian raised his eyebrows slightly. He proved that His Majesty's physique is cold on the outside and dry on the inside, and his temperament is disturbed by his body rest. He probably needs to take a few more Lengxiang pills.
If I don’t have Lengxiang Wan, it would be good to eat more celery, garlic and the like? ... Fan Xian lowered his head slightly, secretly thinking about the examination at the imperial hospital, and praying to the heavens to ensure that the body of the great master is no different from that of ordinary people.
Celery, garlic and soy products, especially the first one, have a strong spermicidal effect, and this knowledge is undoubtedly known only to Fan Xian. The Tai Hospital didn't know, Hong Zhu didn't understand, and even the emperor didn't know. Whether Fan Xian's secret tricks will bear fruit in the future depends on whether or not God can help.
As long as His Majesty the Emperor has no more children, the position of the Third Prince will be as stable as ever. This is Fan Xian's hope.
It may sound like a vicious conspiracy to make the Emperor Lao Tzu childless, but Fan Xian does not think so, because the Emperor Lao Tzu already has three sons, which is enough, and having more sons is only for the future of the Qing Kingdom. Toss too much trouble of seizing the heir.
At least the old Li's family didn't lose their sons and grandchildren. When Fan Xian thought of this, he thought of Chen Pingping and couldn't help laughing.
"There is still a heart of dedication, but there is no reason to see the Lord."
Lin Wan'er was slightly taken aback, and found that Fan Xian had actually composed poetry again, but when she read it carefully, she found that this poem was only about the grievances of the courtiers. She stared blankly at Fan Xian, wondering if he really wanted to forget Ling Chi in front of the palace, the murder in Taiping Hospital decades ago
Regarding the matter of Emperor Ye Qingmei, Chen Pingping, and Fan Jian's group of old guys, Fan Xian had already explained everything to Wan'er. Only then did Lin Wan'er know that in the shadow of the imperial palace, behind the history, there are so many heartless souls buried Therefore, she did not dare to expect that Fan Xian would really stay in the mansion honestly as an idler.
However, I heard these two poems.
Just as he was thinking, the carriage had already arrived at the Fan Clan's farm, and the whole family, old and young, had already received the news in advance, and they were waiting outside the farm in an orderly manner, waiting for the arrival of the young master and young mistress. Although Fan Xian no longer has any official positions, he is still the backbone of the Fan family. Apart from those hatreds, he must also bear the burden of these people entrusted to him by his father.
Twilight hit the gate of the farm, Sisi was hugging Fan Liang, Shuning was wearing a big flowered peasant clothes and grabbed her legs, curiously looking at her parents who got on and off the carriage, they were already three years old The child is gone, there is no problem in remembering people.
Fan Xian took Fan Liang from Sisi's hand and hugged her, whispered something in her ear, then smiled, and told his waiting clansmen to disperse quickly. Then he took Shu Ning's little hand, walked into the main room, and asked, "Is Xiao Hua good lately?"
When they arrived at the main room, the well-behaved Shu Ning let go of her father's hand and threw herself into Lin Wan'er's arms. Sisi was busy arranging things for tonight's rest, but Fan Xian saw an eunuch in the main room in the blink of an eye.
He nodded to the eunuch. The eunuch's face was very embarrassed, and there was a touch of fear in his face. He hurried forward and kowtowed to Fan Xian, and then left the farm.
The eunuch's back disappeared at the door, and Fujiko Kyo walked out on crutches, spitting at the back.
"Pay attention to hygiene." Fan Xian said with a smile. In the fourth year of the Qing Dynasty, Fujiko Kyo was seriously injured in protecting him. One of his thighs was broken by an assassin. Although he recovered a lot after being recuperated, he often used crutches at home. .
Teng Zijing looked at him and said shamelessly: "This subordinate is incompetent, there is no way to send Miss Young Master away..." He continued: "I planned to kill that little eunuch, but I was afraid of causing trouble for you, Young Master."
"Don't look at just a little eunuch who doesn't know anything, but he represents His Majesty, how can you kill him casually?" Fan Xian said indifferently, touched the big flowered dress Shuning was wearing, and smiled. He asked, "It's really bright enough."
The daughter-in-law of Master Fuji came out with hot tea, smiled a little embarrassedly, and replied: "It belongs to the daughter of the third sister-in-law's family. It shouldn't be worn by the young lady, but..."
Fujiko Jing scratched his head and said: "I can't know the news from the mansion these days. The elders in the clan discussed it with our family, thinking that it would not be difficult to hide the truth from that little eunuch, but I am afraid that there will be some people on the way. The court's ambush, so I plan to disguise the young lady and the young master as country children, and see if I can secretly send them away if something happens."
Fan Xian was slightly taken aback, and with a flick of his mind, he knew what the people in the clan were going to do. He also thought of the murder in the Taiping Courtyard on the Liujing River. Ruoruo's sister's biological mother seemed to be like the daughter-in-law of Master Fuji in front of him. Same.
He lowered his face and said, "Don't think about such foolish things in the future. How can you hide it from others? Don't harm other people's children in vain."
Seeing that Teng Zijing just responded casually and didn't take it seriously, Fan Xian sighed in his heart, and scolded: "The old people in the clan can be said to be confused, why are you so confused?"
Fortunately, Fan Mansion has opened today, Fan Xian rushed over, nothing happened, so there is no need to talk about it now. Just thinking of the clansmen who greeted him at the Grange intersection earlier, who were as indifferent as Fan Xian, couldn't help but feel a little moved, moved in his heart, but fell into deeper troubles.
Walking alone in the world, he can be happy with his hatred, so he spilled his blood and threw his head away, which is just another word of no regrets.
Chen Pingping wanted to send the girls from the garden to Dongyi City, but with so many people around Fan Xian, how many could he send away? In life, it is so easy to have no regrets.
The family didn't stay in the clan's farm for too long, they only spent one night and picked up the child. The next day, the family of five left the farm and wanted to return to the capital. Just like what the emperor said in the imperial study, just like what the eldest princess said to the counselors one day, Fan Xian's life gate is too terrible, as long as he grasps this point, even if he has wings, where can he escape? Even if he could escape, would he be willing to escape
There is no escape, only face, but the snow mountain is so high and so cold.
Holding a pair of children in his arms, Fan Xian sat in the carriage with a smile on his face, but looked through the window from time to time to see the Cangshan Mountains reflecting the white sky in the east in the early morning. Cangshan is on the west side of Kyoto, far away from the official road, but it is majestic and majestic, piercing into the sky. It is only early autumn, and the top of the mountain has already been covered with snow, adding a touch of coolness to the world.
"Do you still remember spending the winter in Cangshan Mountain in those two years?" Fan Xian asked suddenly.
As soon as these words came out, both Lin Wan'er and Sisi showed expressions of happiness and reminiscence. In the first year, Sisi was deliberately left in the old mansion in the capital by Fan Xian, but she followed her in the second year. For these young people in the Fan Mansion, the snow of Cangshan Mountain can cleanse the mind and wash the face. It is a beautiful small world completely isolated from the capital, where Fan Xian can fully display emotions or emotions that are different from this world.
Whether it is playing mahjong or chatting, the warm kang in the winter snow is always such a memory. The carriage gradually became quiet. Lin Waner thought of Ye Linger and Roujia who occasionally went up the mountain. The Fan Mansion in Kyoto was besieged these days. Anxious about the matter of Prince Jing in the palace.
"What's going on with Prince Jing?" Lin Wan'er asked worriedly.
"Your Majesty's anger has subsided, so he will naturally be sent back to the residence. Even I didn't punish him, let alone him." Fan Xian shook his head, but he thought of his younger brother Sizhe, and he didn't know that so many things happened in the capital. After the North knows the news, will there be any problems
Shu Ning, who was sitting next to Fan Xian, suddenly looked at the snowy head on Cangshan Mountain, pursed her mouth, and said in a childish voice, "It's so high."
It's so high, it's hard to go up. Fan Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Cangshan Xueshou, and took a deep breath. In that snow mountain, there are his best memories in Nanqing, and the time when Uncle Wu Zhu led him to climb the mountain and lie in the snow. He knows how difficult it is to climb to the top of that snow mountain.
His eyesight was astonishing, and suddenly he saw several goshawks circling, trying to fly towards the highest peak of Cangshan Snow Ridge, subconsciously pointing to Shuning: "Look, if you can really go up, it's actually very beautiful."
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