Lin Wan'er and Fan Ruoruo couldn't help being stunned looking at the scene just now. Although the two women knew that Fan Xian had beheaded an eighth-rank expert on Niulan Street, the thrilling scene of rushing down the cliff before was still the same. It is completely different from their feelings about the so-called martial arts in their hearts.
Accuracy, calmness, strength, this is the impact brought to them by the previous scene.
Even Fan Ruoruo, who had always trusted her elder brother the most and was much calmer than Lin Wan'er, couldn't help but whispered: "Brother, how did you do it?"
Fan Xian walked up from the meadow, looked at the two little girls and couldn't help but shook his head, put his hands on the tops of the two girls' heads, rubbed them lightly and said, "It's just daily practice." I think, if you have ever seen the terrifying scene of Wuzhu jumping down the cliff outside Danzhou City, you will definitely dismiss the small scene just now.
He then frowned and said, "Why did you run out so early in the morning? There are beasts in this mountain."
Fan Ruoruo took a look at Lin Wan'er, and said with a slight smile, "Sister-in-law often wakes up and can't see your person, so she dragged me out to look for you, curious about how you practice every day."
Fan Xian looked at his wife whose face was flushed from the cold, and stretched out his hand to rub the cool tip of her nose. Lin Wan'er was a little uncomfortable with him making such an intimate gesture in front of her sister, she shyly avoided it, her mood was still immersed in the scene she saw earlier, it turned out that her husband was actually such a powerful master.
As if he had guessed what she was thinking, Fan Xian shook his head with a smile, and said, "Don't think too much about me, someone said that I am above level four and not over level six."
Lin Wan'er glanced at him in disbelief, and said: "I grew up in the palace, and I have seen many masters of the seventh and eighth ranks. My husband, you are much better than them."
"Really?" Fan Xian smiled, and didn't take it to heart. Instead, he said with a headache, "Although Teacher Fei Jie's medicine is very useful, but it's windy in the morning in this mountain. If you run out like this, what if you catch a cold?" What to do?" While talking, he tightened the fur scarf around her neck for her, and said with concern: "I have been used to practicing exercises every day since I was a child. I didn't tell you before. It's my problem. Don't come out again in the future." gone."
Fan Ruoruo was also happy to see his brother and sister-in-law being affectionate. He smiled and watched without saying a word. Unexpectedly, Fan Xian turned his head and said coldly, "Ruo Ruo, you are too."
Seeing that her brother was angry, her eyes were clouded with urgency, and she responded in a low voice: "My sister is wrong, I will definitely..." The second part of her sentence was originally going to say that she would take good care of her sister-in-law, but Lin Wan'er was also going to be anxious at this time. He tried to defend her, dragging her out by himself.
Fan Xian rubbed her frozen ears, and said gently, "Your sister-in-law is not in good health, so how can your health be better? If you freeze yourself to death, how will you marry in the future?"
It wasn't until this moment that the two young women realized that it was another matter for him to be angry with her. Thinking of the young man in front of him caring for his wife and being considerate to his sister, both Lin Wan'er and Fan Ruoruo couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness.
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Fan Xian was actually the happiest person. Day by day in Cangshan, it seemed that he had forgotten everything in the capital. Si Nanbo would send someone to deliver a secret letter to him every once in a while, and Wang Qinian would also report to him the affairs of the capital through Fan Xian's own channel.
The weather in the capital is calm, and the only big move is that Yan Xiaoyi, the commander of the palace who once shot himself, was transferred to the north to serve as the governor of the Xubei Shence Army. Going north, I have to say, is a reminder from His Majesty to Yan Xiaoyi.
The peace agreement between Qing Kingdom and Northern Qi officially came into effect last month, so the Xubei Shence Army is useless. Although he is the governor of Zhenbei, Yan Xiaoyi can't play any role in the current situation. At this time, my heart will be very depressed.
Fan Xian looked at Wang Qinian's letter and frowned slightly. Everyone knew that Yan Xiaoyi's sudden rise was due to his powerful ninth-rank upper-level force, and on the other hand, the princess's spare no effort to help. If the emperor in the deep palace wants to get rid of the eldest princess, he will definitely keep Yan Xiaoyi in the capital, so that the Overwatch Council can monitor him nearby, and at worst, he can also let Yan Xiaoyi be promoted to the Privy Council, raise his rank, and change to a civil position , There is absolutely no reason to transfer to the north to take charge of the army.
He tapped the table twice lightly, shook his head, and understood what was going on in his heart. It seemed that the emperor still had no tendency to act. This was just a warning to another force in the court. It seems that Beijing will be much safer, but how can a hero who has lived in the throne for more than ten years tolerate the other party sitting safely? With the power of the emperor, the power of the Overwatch Council, and the loyalty of Ye Jia, the garrison of the capital, it would be very easy to kill the eldest princess and the hidden opponent in one fell swoop.
Fan Xian still couldn't understand this point. He didn't know what the emperor was relying on to be so bold, to look at the other party so freely, and not bother to preemptively strike.
But now that he was sure that the capital was safe, Fan Xian felt relieved, but he also felt a little regretful. Starting the leaflet battle in the capital was a choice he had to make, because he was not as powerful as His Majesty, so he Not daring to wait, but helplessly eased the situation.
There was a dispute over the internal treasury between myself and the eldest princess, which was nothing serious at all, but later the two sides fought secretly several times, and it was Fan Xian who took advantage of it. With the eldest princess' temperament, if she turned around, she would definitely not let herself go . If His Majesty the Emperor keeps playing this seemingly dangerous game, how should he deal with it
Killing the eldest princess seems to be a very sensible path, but it involves many problems. One, can Wuzhu guarantee that after killing the other party, no trace will be left behind? This kind of unscrupulous challenge to the dignity of the royal family, I am afraid that His Majesty will not bear it at all. Second, the eldest princess is the mother of his wife after all, if she really died under her hands, how will the husband and wife get along when Lin Wan'er finds out about it in the future? After all, the death of the second brother-in-law had been like a thorn in Fan Xian's heart.
The most important thing is the last point. Fan Xian and Wu Zhu are not sure about killing the eldest princess. The other party has already returned to the fief of Xinyang, and they don't know how many masters there are there. And the gun in his hand... Fan Xian dare not use it. He was worried that the nobles in the capital would think of the death of the two princes back then, so he thought of the name Ye Qingmei.
Fan Xian glanced out the window, it was snowing early in Cangshan Mountain, and light snowflakes were already falling from the sky tonight, making this mountain villa extraordinarily clean. He sighed, burned the letter between his father and Wang Qinian, and then walked out. After that autumn rainy night, he had already made a decision to bury the matter of his mother in his heart until one day, You can really control the situation yourself.
In the main room in the middle of the corridor, a fire cage was burning, warm as spring, Lin Wan'er and Fan Ruoruo's sister-in-law were pulling the three singing girls sent by the mansion to hit the horse hanging, and the extra person was helping to plan. Fan Xian walked in with a smile, and the three girls hurriedly got up to salute, and the little girl who was making the bed in the inner room also hurried out to meet the young master.
Fan Xian waved his hand to signal them to continue, then sat between Fan Ruoruo and Lin Wan'er, and said with a smile, "If Sizhe comes, you're probably going to cry."
Lin Wan'er smiled slightly and said, "I fought once in the mansion, but I didn't lose anything."
Fan Xian simply didn't believe that with Fan Sizhe's perverted and stubborn calculation ability, he would not be able to beat his lovely wife. Fan Ruoruo smiled and proved: "Sister-in-law is not lying, Sizhe only won two pennies from sister-in-law that night."
Fan Xian's eyes lit up, he looked at Wan'er and said, "I didn't expect Wan'er to be so powerful."
"There is nothing going on in the palace all day long, and those women like to play cards." Lin Wan'er said with a narrow smile, "You also know that when it comes to calculations among the women in the palace, one is better than the other. Naturally, the same is true in the game of cards. After living in the middle school for so many years, of course it must be more powerful."
Fan Xian smiled wryly, "So that's how it is."
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The other servants in the manor house were drinking and chatting in the side courtyard. Fan Xian stepped on the bluestone slabs and walked out with little snow particles. Behind him was the dim light and the faint sound of mahjong pieces falling. Their cries of surprise sounded. It suddenly occurred to him that Zhou Xingchi seemed to have such a scene in Tang Bohu Spotting Autumn Fragrance, but Xiao Tang was miserable and he was very happy. This is the difference.
Both Wan'er and Ruoruo knew that he would go out every night, but after seeing him practicing that day, they obediently didn't ask again, and just acquiesced to this fact.
He came out to meet Xiaoxue, stepped up the dense path, went straight into the depths of the bamboo forest, and stopped at the cliff beside the plum blossom.
This is the most secluded corner in the middle of Cangshan Mountain. Fan casually stretched out his hand—Wu Zhu's hand seemed to reach out from the sky. There is only one peak there. The line of sight is wide here, but it is not easy for others to see someone here.
The Cangshan Mountain under the moonlight on a snowy night was very quiet and beautiful. Fan Xian took the cold, dark metal object that Wu Zhu handed over, lay down on the ground, and began to stare at the rocks in the snow.