"Mother likes to be quiet." The young emperor leaned on the soft couch, took a sip of the bird's nest brought by the eunuchs, rinsed his mouth, frowned, and waved all the maids and eunuchs to retreat. The hall suddenly fell silent.
Fan Xian bowed slightly and said, "I don't know what your majesty has ordered."
Seeing the reserved appearance of the envoy from the Southern Dynasty, the Emperor of Northern Qi flashed a smile and said, "Fan Qing, you will set off to return home in the future, and you must serve the eldest princess well along the way."
Fan Xian was slightly startled, and only then remembered that he hadn't paid attention to this huge matter. What a big event it is to welcome the princess back to the country to get married, and there must be no mistakes along the way. These days, he has long known from Yan Bingyun that this Northern Qi princess has been raised in the deep palace, and that she is a half-sibling with the emperor in front of her, and her biological mother has long since died. In the palace, the eldest princess has never been loved by the queen mother, so she is willing to make her a victim of political marriage.
I don't know what the emperor meant when he suddenly mentioned the eldest princess. Logically speaking, the emperor should not have a deep relationship with that sister.
But looking at the faint sadness on the emperor's clear brows, Fan Xian knew he had guessed wrong. Sure enough, the emperor sighed and said: "The eldest princess has never left the court, and this time she is married to the Southern Dynasty. Even though I am the Son of Heaven, I can't protect her."
Fan Xian said sincerely: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, the Eldest Prince is a hero of our country and is most admired by all people. The Eldest Princess and the Eldest Prince must live in harmony in the future and grow old together. The courtiers will definitely treat the Princess with courtesy, and dare not It's half-negligent."
The emperor sneered: "What's the use of that?" He suddenly stared into Fan Xian's eyes and said, "Fan Qing, I regard you as a friend... I also hope that you will speak a lot to the eldest princess in Nanjing City, and make sure that she is happy." live happily.”
Fan Xian was shocked again, he and the emperor had only met four times, how dare he be the friend of the emperor
As if guessing what he was thinking, the emperor smiled and said: "Fan Qing, when we first met, I said that I like your poems and essays, and I often recite them. Those words are as if you were talking, since I have already talked to you After talking about this year, it is not surprising that I regard you as my friend."
Fan Xian was really flattered at this time, and really ashamed. Just as he was about to thank the Holy Grace and yelled in fear, he heard the clear and faint voice of the Northern Qi Emperor, but there was a trace of anger in that voice.
"However, Fan Qing seems to be estranged from me, not to mention that she refuses to go to the palace to talk to me more these days..." The Northern Qi Emperor suddenly looked into his eyes and said, "Even in many things, you still have to hide it from me. .”
Fan Xian was distressed, and explained: "There are so many things to do, I am busy working on both sides of Honglu Temple and Taichang Temple, and I dare not enter the palace to disturb His Majesty's rest."
The Northern Qi Emperor glanced at Haitang who had been silent all this time, and suddenly said with a smile: "Really? I thought that the most you do these days is to go shopping with your little aunt...drinking."
As soon as these words came out, even Haitang couldn't sit still, and replied with a little anxiety: "Duoduo often asks Mr. Fan about the way of heaven and man, and he has benefited a lot."
His Majesty shook his head, looked at Fan Xian and said, "Then how long is Fan Qing planning to keep that matter a secret?"
A drop of cold sweat broke out from Fan Xian's hair, but he refused to show his forehead, revealing the timidity in his heart, and it was only moist in the long black hair. Fan Xian's first thought was—has Si Lili's matter been exposed? If this is the case, even if the emperor in front of him doesn't like women, but the emperor's desire to monopolize power, I'm afraid he won't let him leave Beiqi alive again!
Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw that Haitang's calm face was peaceful, without any fear or uneasiness, so he felt relieved, coughed twice, and asked respectfully, "I wonder what your majesty is talking about?"
No one knew about Xiao En, except for Haitang who might have guessed that, as long as it wasn't about Si Lili, Fan Xian would not feel any guilt or fear when facing the northern emperor. Unexpectedly, the following questions from the Northern Qi Emperor almost caused Fan Xian to fall off his chair. The conversation in the palace tonight was full of shocks!
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"I come to ask you, how is your sister Lin?" The Northern Qi Emperor looked at Fan Xian and said coldly.
It was like a thunderbolt striking deep in the palace, just like the girl on a thunderstorm night shouting "Oh my God", Fan Xian was stunned, his body was a little stiff, and he didn't know how to answer for a while—how could the emperor know who Wan'er was? My own cousin! This is equivalent to saying that he knows his true life experience!
This is impossible! This is impossible! There are absolutely no more than five people in the whole world who know their true life experience, and it is impossible for those five people to leak this shocking secret.
But the problem is, as the emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty, the emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty has countless talented people under him. Could it be that he really discovered this matter from some traces and piles of yellow paper? Otherwise, why would he suddenly ask... his wife, his sister Lin!
The Northern Qi Emperor looked at him coldly, seeing his panicked expression, slammed the armrest of the soft couch, and reprimanded: "Say!"
Say hello!
The expression on Fan Xian's face was mostly feigned, and he still maintained a strong calmness in his heart. He ticked the little finger of his left hand slightly, but suddenly remembered that because he was afraid that Haitang would find out his relationship with the cliffside matter, so these days, he Never carried the black dagger on his left leg.
beat? I can't beat Haitang by myself; run away? As long as Northern Qi reveals his life experience, wouldn't those princes, eldest princes and second princes immediately become a bunch of hungry tigers? And those girls in the deep palace...
Fan Xian coughed twice, and the smile reappeared on his face. The other party actually said it in front of his face. Naturally, he was planning to threaten him, so he was going to pretend to be stupid and listen to the other party's conditions first: "Your Majesty, you What are you talking about?"
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The Northern Qi Emperor stood up, stepped on those soft boots, and was too lazy to put them on again, so he walked straight towards Fan Xian. The expression on his face gradually became brighter, from the slight anger before to a faint smile. I mean, there is still some excitement and anticipation hidden in that smile.
Seeing this expression, Fan Xian was taken aback, further confirming that the emperor's younger brother was a pervert.
Holding Fan Xian's shoulders with both hands, the Northern Qi Emperor shook Fan Xian's shoulders a little out of composure, and laughed brightly, "Fan Qing, Fan Qing, it's hard for you to hide from me. .”
"Ah?" Fan Xian had already dispelled the idea of controlling the Northern Qi emperor's exile. He looked at the face that was so close to him in a silly way, and found that the emperor was really good-looking, and the emperor took a bath every day. , the body breath is also considered fresh. Haitang looked at His Majesty's fanatical expression and Fan Xian's foolish look, and couldn't help laughing.
"Cao Gong!" The Northern Qi Emperor shook him twice again, making Fan Xian dizzy, "Cao Gong! Quickly tell me whether sister Lin and Baoyu finally got married..."
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Finally understood what was going on. Although he didn't know how the Northern Qi Emperor guessed this, Fan Xian finally couldn't bear the toss between surprise and joy anymore, and sat down on the chair without saying much. In addition, he picked up the teacup beside him and took a few sips.
The emperor looked at him with a smile: "If you don't tell me the story of the stone today, I will definitely not let you out of the palace."
Fan Xian sighed, "How does Your Majesty know that the Stone Story was written by a foreign minister?"
The emperor glanced at Haitang, Haitang smiled slightly, and said: "The book is only published by Danbo Bookstore. That Mr. Cao has always been a recluse. Apart from Danbo Bookstore, no one else can know who he is. Stone I don't know how many people are guessing who he is. When drinking yesterday, Mr. Fan seemed to talk too much. Naturally, I guessed a little. Today, His Majesty is cheating again. Since your lord admits it, it can be regarded as a flower. I guessed right."
Fan Xian smiled wryly, not knowing what to say. In fact, he didn't really need the reputation of being the author of Shitou now. Seeing the intimacy of Duke Cao and Cao Gong, the emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty, he almost made him mistake him for Guo Jia. He was also Shitou. Remember the obsessive.
After confirming that Fan Xian was the author of The Story of Stones, the Northern Qi Emperor seemed very happy, and said again and again: "The Qing family, let me tell you how many girls that Baoyu finally took in."
Fan Xian laughed, thinking that His Majesty was a lover of harem literature, he repeatedly waved his hands and begged, "Your Majesty, the foreign ministers only wrote more than sixty chapters randomly, and they really haven't thought about the later text." At that time, he thought of Danzhou Shi, when Ruoruo asked himself for a manuscript, the issues of manuscript preservation, renewal, and eunuch issues that he thought about were really troublesome things.
Hearing this, the Northern Qi Emperor sighed, frowning. He glanced at Haitang, who was resting on the sidelines, and suddenly leaned into Fan Xian's ear and said in a low voice: "What does the Haitang Poetry Club in the thirty-seven chapters... have anything to do with my little aunt?" ?”
Fan Xian caught a glimpse of the corners of Miss Haitang's eyes softening slightly from the corner of his eye, and knew that the girl's family was eavesdropping, so he smiled slightly and boldly replied: "Your Majesty, the writer can't explain himself, so I'm sorry for the inconvenience of my ministers."
His Majesty the Emperor showed a hint of ambiguity, and said: "Then Fan Qing will return quickly, and if he has a chapter, remember to send a chapter to my car."
Fan Xian responded in fear, not daring to say more.