Fan Xian clenched his fist, coughed twice, stepped forward and pushed the door. Naturally, the door opened as soon as it was pushed. He understood what was going on, since the couple were going to be ready for a fight, there was no reason to lock up the arena and not let anyone in, even Fan Xian's previous cough was a reminder to his wife in the house, Here you go, it's good to talk in the room.
After all, this generation is a society where men are respected. Although Lin Wan'er's background is much more noble than Fan Xian's, since she married into the Fan family, she would not express her dissatisfaction so directly. The way they get along as a husband and wife is different from that of ordinary official families. Although Fan Xian cannot get rid of the hormonal control of male animals in his bones, he still respects women very much on the spiritual level.
After all, this was all Fan Xian's own fault. His younger sister was going to play tricks and his wife was jealous. It wasn't because of his influence. If they were placed in Beppu, there would probably be trouble.
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"Master." The eldest maid Sisi covered her mouth with a smile, welcomed him in, untied his outer shirt, and handed him a towel. Fan Xian waved his hand, indicating that it had been wiped off. He looked at the girl's smirk, and he couldn't help sighing again in his heart. It's not just my sister and Wan'er? Even this girl grew up with me, and was spoiled by me so much that there is no distinction between superiority and inferiority. When the family drama was staged, she still had the leisurely heart to watch the fun and the courage to make fun of herself.
Lin Wan'er was lying on the bed at this time, the bed sheet was pulled up to her chest, her black hair was scattered on her shoulders, she looked like she had just woken up. Her big eyes rolled around, and she looked curiously and sweetly at the husband who had returned from a long journey, without the slightest anger that Fan Xian was ready to greet, her small and slightly raised nose gave a slight hum, and said, "My husband, you didn't go out." Welcome, don't be surprised."
Fan Xian looked at her glutinous rice fine porcelain teeth, smiled, and sat directly beside her bed, and began to implement the three no's policy, without explaining, not covering up, not speaking, and directly reaching into her mouth. Under the quilt, I held her slightly cold little hand and squeezed it. I haven't seen her in the past few months, and I haven't kneaded Wan'er's soft and boneless little hands for a long time, and I really miss her.
At this time Sisi was still in the room, Lin Wan'er couldn't help feeling a little shy, and glanced over there. Fan Xian looked up and found that Sisi was pretending to pack the medicine box on the table, but her eyes were flying this way. He couldn't help laughing and cursing: "You girl, I really spoiled you, and I'm not afraid of needles. Get out soon."
Sisi chuckled, bowed to the young master and young mistress, pushed the door out, closed the door behind her back, and happened to meet Si Qi who was going to the front house to bring back the food tray, and quickly stopped her outside. Siqi is the big girl who married with Wan'er. She has the same status as Sisi, and they get along well. Seeing her blocking the door at this time, I immediately understood what the two masters inside were doing. , couldn't help making a grimace, but looked at the food plate in his hand and said bitterly: "The young master just came home, so you must eat something first."
Sisi smiled and said: "These are just small snacks to fill your stomach. Isn't the house in front of you preparing dinner? Besides, our young master... needs to eat something first."
In Siqi's ears, these words are unavoidably a bit frivolous, especially Miss Shishen, she shouldn't be a joke that servants like herself should make, so her face is a little ugly, she gouges out Sisi with her eyes, and snorts , took the food plate and went to the next room.
Sisi was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that what she said earlier was really disrespectful, stuck out her tongue, and quickly ran over. After a while, after a moment of silence in the wing room next door, there were bursts of extremely low laughter, and it seemed that the two maids had reconciled as before.
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On the huge bed in the bedroom, under the quilt, Fan Xian stretched out his right hand to remove the hair fork from his head. At home, he always only likes to comb the back of his head to refresh himself. He felt that his mouth was a bit dry, so he reached out to the small table beside the bed to take a cup of tea, moistened his throat, thought for a while, then passed the teacup to Wan'er's lips, and fed her half a cup.
Wan'er's eyes were soft and charming, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she was drinking half a cup of warm tea, then she regained her senses, bit his left forearm shyly and angrily, and said, "How can you be so impatient?" Guy? It's just nightfall, let those servants guess, what face do you want me to take care of this family."
Fan Xian chuckled, hugged his wife sideways, and slid his fingers gently on her smooth upper arm. He was very satisfied, and said, "Little farewell is better than a newlywed, not to mention you and I have been separated for a long time, and who would dare to make out? Gossiping?" He turned his eyes slightly, and then said narrowly, "Besides, if I hadn't been so impatient before, I'm afraid you would still be suspicious of what I did outside."
Hearing these words, Lin Wan'er just remembered, today she was going to try to persuade her husband, how could she let him into the house within less than a cup of tea, and she was bullied by him as if she was in a daze , I almost forgot what I was going to say, could it be that Xianggong really has some kind of ecstasy. Thinking of this verse, I couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, gave him a light thump, and said, "I'd forget if you didn't tell me, I was going to ask you how you felt when you heard that Xiao Ling."
Fan Xian licked his somewhat dry lips. The handsome face matched with this expression was not obscene, but had an indescribably bad taste. Regarding the way of husband and wife, he has always been playing the action style, ignoring what Wan'er is thinking, and going to bed first to make out, after all the women in this world, after the intimacy, they will always be very attached to their lover. Those little sour tastes will be lighter. But he also knew that there must be an explanation for this matter, so instead he took the initiative to mention it: "You girl, how dare you not let me in the house, be careful I will spank your ass!"
Lin Wan'er lay in his arms, and said softly, "Hit as you like, you'll only bully me anyway."
"How did you say that?" Fan Xian said with a smile, "Could it be that you are mad at me for not bringing chicken wings back from Beiqi?"
Lin Wan'er got up and half knelt on the bed, her obscene clothes slightly slippery. With half of her fragrant shoulders exposed, she stared into Fan Xian's eyes. After a moment of silence, she suddenly said directly, "I was not happy before."
Even if women in this world are jealous, they are probably not as honorable as Lin Wan'er, so Fan Xian was a little at a loss. He didn't know how to respond for a while, so he could only reply cautiously: "What kind of jealousy is this? That song I did write the Xiaoling, but it’s not what you imagined.”
"What is jealousy?" Lin Wan'er didn't understand what he meant.
Fan Xian also just remembered that in this world there is no story about Mrs. Fang committing suicide by drinking vinegar, so he told the story with a smile, just pretending to read the notes of the predecessors.
After Lin Wan'er heard this, she also lamented Mrs. Fang Xuanling's strength. It’s just that I always feel that Xianggong’s story must be made up by himself, maybe he wrote it specifically for himself, so he couldn’t help being a little angry, and said: “I’m not the kind of stingy guy who wants to monopolize you, Sisi and Siqi are always If you want to get started, you don’t have to deliberately use this story to arrange me.”
Fan Xian knew that his wife would be wrong, so he smiled and said, "If you don't want to monopolize me, then something is wrong." After all, Lin Wan'er was only a woman who grew up in a deep palace, so she didn't quite understand what my husband said. The meaning of the so-called special preference hidden in it, and Fan Xian said again: "If you weren't jealous, why didn't you let me in before?"
Lin Wan'er was still half-kneeling on the bed, puffing her cheeks, and said after a while, "Do you know that this little order has been spread all over the world? Everyone in the capital knows that Fan Xian, a generation of poets, doesn't compose poems. The Northern Qi made an exception for a woman."
"It's just a small order. If you want to hear it, I will naturally write one for you every day." Fan Xian said with a smile.
Lin Wan'er said quietly: "It's just a small order? I heard that Xianggong was in the capital city of the Northern Qi Dynasty. He went out with that Begonia girl every day to swim, sit and drink together. Walking on the streets on rainy nights has become a good story."
Fan Xian was bitter in his heart, knowing that this was the news that the Northern Qi Emperor deliberately released, but these words were passed around from people's mouths, which would indeed make Lin Wan'er's situation a bit awkward. Just as he was about to explain something, he heard his wife ask again: "My husband, tell me, what does that girl named Haitang look like?"
Fan Xian was taken aback, thinking that naturally he couldn't praise Haitang to the sky, but for some reason, deep down in his heart, he didn't want to turn black and white in front of his wife and demote Haitang to nothing—although this is what all men do when they are in their wives' beds. a shameless thing. After thinking for a while, he said: "Haitang is the closed disciple of Ku He, the Northern Qi State Teacher. For important people, it is natural to pay more."
Lin Wan'er shook her head and sighed: "Although that girl Haitang is not well-known in the south, everyone knows her status in the north now... I just want to ask my husband, with the status of this girl Haitang, can I be a concubine?" ?”
Fan Xian was taken aback for a moment, thinking where did this question come from. Hearing Lin Wan'er sighing again: "It seems that this kind of woman has a very high vision. If it is not for someone like Xianggong, she must not fall into her eyes. It's just that her identity is here, and it will always be extremely difficult to arrange in the future. Wan'er My son is angry today, and what I am angry about is that my husband never wants to follow up when he does things, so he must have messed up a bit."
Fan Xian laughed, and said, "I'm not going to marry that Haitang, so what's the next step? Wan'er's words are a bit funny."
Lin Wan'er turned pale with shock, and for some reason began to feel sympathy for the woman named Haitang, and scolded: "Master, is he planning to give up all the time!"
Fan Xian waved his hands again and again, suppressed a smile and said, "Since there is no chaos, how can there be abandonment?"
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After a while, Lin Wan'er looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "Really? Then why does my husband write poems to pick on the other party?"
"Love challenge?" Fan Xian asked the sky speechlessly. After thinking and thinking, he told his wife about his arrangements before leaving Beijing and many things in the capital. Besides the four great masters, she is probably one of the strongest, since I want to deal with her, of course I have to prepare some sharp weapons."
Lin Wan'er frowned and said, "Is this what Xianggong said in his heart?"
"Exactly." Fan Xian replied with a grin: "When two countries fight each other, attacking the heart is the most important thing."
After a long time, Lin Wan'er sighed and said: "Mr. Xiang's plan... is a bit shameless."
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The turmoil in the family was peaceful before it arose. Fan Xian thought about it, and then told his wife about today's struggle with the eldest prince. He knew that Wan'er had grown up in the palace since she was a child, and had more say in these matters in the court than himself. So after marriage, he gradually got used to discussing his arrangements with her.
Lin Wan'er frowned after listening to his words, and made the same judgment as Yan Bingyun, feeling that Fan Xian really had no need to offend the First Prince, feeling a little unnecessary. It was impossible for Fan Xian to explain his hidden worries to his wife, so he had to say with a gentle smile, "Wan'er, don't worry about why I did this, just say that you think this dispute, can you make the palace trust me and the grand master?" The prince will be an enemy in the future."
Lin Wan'er gave him a funny look, and said, "Extremely difficult."
Fan Xian was startled, and said, "Why?"
Lin Wan'er sighed and said, "Actually, you've been mistaken about one thing. Yes, the Overwatch Council is a gloomy office in the eyes of all the officials and the people. The officials from the six ministries called you black dogs behind your back. But not everyone dislikes the Overwatch Council... Just like the military, the Privy Council, and the West Route Army, they have a very good opinion of the Overwatch Council itself."
Fan Xian understood immediately. When it comes to marching and fighting, the most important thing is intelligence and logistics, and the spy network of the Overwatch Council all over the world presumably provides the military with extremely powerful support. The military certainly likes the Overwatch Council if it can save those soldiers from spilling blood. He frowned and asked: "That's one of them, but the eldest prince always has to hand over his military power when he returns to Beijing this time, and the military's opinion doesn't have much influence on him."
Lin Wan'er didn't understand why he had to let the palace think that he didn't marry the three princes at the same time, and sighed, "There is one more thing, maybe my husband forgot. Among the three royal brothers, the one who is closest to Wan'er is That's... big emperor brother. Even for my sake, it's impossible for him to take revenge on you."
Fan Xian smiled wryly. He knew that when Wan'er was a child, she spent most of her time in the palace of Ningcai and was closest to the First Prince. Consciously or unintentionally, this relationship was deliberately ignored.
Perhaps it was because deep down in his heart, he was unwilling to associate his wife with those princes.
Lin Wan'er actually knew what Fan Xian was worried about, so she said softly, "Actually, I think my husband is a little too worried. Your Majesty is in good health. The situation you are worried about may last for many years."
Fan Xian sighed, pulled her into his arms, and whispered in her ear: "People have no long-term concerns, but they must have near-term worries. When I return to Beijing this time, looking at the atmosphere, I know that after I really take over the internal treasury next year, your Brother Prince, Brother Dahuang and Brother Huang, how can you let me go."
"How about the idea I gave you on Cangshan Mountain a few years ago?" Lin Wan'er didn't look like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl at this time, but rather a female counselor who was good at planning. After all, she was the eldest princess' biological daughter. , more or less inherited a little in these aspects, so Fan Xian has always been convinced of her suggestion, but Fan Xian has never nodded to the suggestion on Cangshan Mountain.
He lowered his head slightly, and said slowly but firmly: "Ask for power reduction. In principle, it is the most important thing to do. If a young minister like me manages the Overwatch Council and the Internal Treasury, This grace is really too heavy, the power is too great, this situation is impossible... But Wan'er, Neiku, I will definitely not let go."
Although Lin Wan'er didn't know why her husband has been refusing to let go of the inner treasury, but as a wife, she naturally just supported silently, nodded and said: "Wan'er knows."
Fan Xian continued: "Since I don't want to let go of the internal treasury, the Overwatch Council can't even let it go."
If the inner treasury is a golden mountain, then the Overwatch Council is the army guarding the golden mountain. If there is no inner treasury, then Fan Xian will become a naked beauty with no sense of security at all, and he is waiting to be killed by those people in the palace Insult it wantonly.
Lin Wan'er sighed and shook her head, and said, "That husband has worked so hard." She suddenly looked into his eyes and said, "Do you have confidence?"
Fan Xian smiled slightly, patted her on the face lightly, and said, "I don't dare to talk too much, but you also know that I've always been a bit arrogant and even narcissistic."
Lin Wan'er smiled, suddenly bit her thick lower lip, and said softly, "Actually, I have another idea."
Fan Xian became interested: "What method?"
Lin Wan'er's eyes flickered, she didn't know what she was thinking, she said softly: "... marry Miss Haitang in!"
Fan Xian turned pale with shock, thinking that his wife's plan was really unexpected.
Lin Wan'er explained excitedly: "That Haitang girl is a strong person on the ninth rank, and my husband said that she might be promoted to the realm of a grand master someday. Tell me, if there is a grand master in our family, and behind her there are With the strength of Ku He's lineage, even the royal brothers of Qing Kingdom would not dare to do anything to you, even if it is His Majesty, they should try to win over you. Look at Ye Zhong's family, but there is a Ye Liuyun has been in the officialdom for more than ten years without a single defeat..."
Fan Xian knew that what she said was right, no matter who it was, if they married Haitang and entered the house, it would be like putting an iron coupon in the book of pills at home to avoid death from the gold medal. But he didn't know whether his wife was making the last test or what, so he said with a smirk, "But... Haitang really doesn't look like a dick."
After Lin Wan'er was taken aback for a moment, she spat at him: "You perverted devil!"
Fan Xian smiled, but at this moment he was thinking about the Ye family that Lin Wan'er had mentioned before—Ye Zhong was the guard of the capital, but Ye Ling'er was about to marry the second prince. What was this emperor thinking? Great Master? If the situation really develops like this, from Fan Xian's point of view, those people in the palace may not be afraid of Ye Liuyun, the great master.
He frowned and asked, "When I was not in the capital, did Ye Zhong resign from the capital's defense?"
Lin Wan'er shook her head.
Fan Xian sighed inwardly, and then asked, "Did mother send a letter?" The mother he was talking about was naturally the eldest princess of Xinyang. Although he knew that Wan'er had no relationship with that peerless beautiful woman, In front of Wan'er, she still has to show some respect.
Lin Wan'er still shook her head, there was no superfluous expression on her brows. Fan Xian gave birth to pity, rubbed the center of her brows lightly, and said softly, "How is your body? Earlier, I was only talking about other things, but I didn't ask the most important thing. Xiaosheng should be beaten."
Lin Wan'er smiled, and said: "Master Fei often comes to see him, and he insists on taking the pills. I feel pretty good."
Fan Xian nodded: "It seems that Cangshan Mountain is good for recuperation. The whole family will live there this winter. It's a pity that we didn't take a hot spring last year."
The voices of the two gradually lowered, and they were chatting and humming little love songs, but unexpectedly, there was a servant girl's slightly anxious voice shouting: "Young master, young mistress, dinner is ready, and the master has sent a message to remind you several times."
Fan Xian let out a strange cry, lifted the quilt, and immediately began to put on his clothes. He originally planned to stay in the back house for a while before going to pay his respects to his father, but he didn't expect that he would play a trick to exchange his physical body for safety, but instead trapped himself in the In the sea of tenderness, I completely forgot that my father was still waiting for me in the study. As soon as he thought of his father's serious face, Fan Xian could imagine how angry he was. A son who traveled thousands of miles back to his home, actually went to fool around with his wife without paying homage to his parents first. .
Wan'er also complained about him, and started dressing and dressing. Sisi and Siqi had been guarding outside the door, listening to the voice, and then entered the room to serve the two masters. He picked up a lantern and went to the front house as if nothing had happened.
In the hall, the maids stood quietly by the side. Nanbo Fan Jianzheng, Secretary of the Household Department, sat solemnly in the center. Although Mrs. Liu had already stood upright, she still habitually stood by his side to place cups and chopsticks. Fan Ruoruo sat On the left, Fan Sizhe sat at the bottom thoughtfully, hiding his hands under the table, playing with the thing Fan Xian threw to him earlier.
Seeing Fan Xian and Lin Wan'er walking in, Ruoruo stood up, Fan Sizhe quickly hid the things in his sleeves, and followed his sister to salute them. Fan Jian, who was sitting in the middle, didn't look at Fan Xian, but nodded to Lin Wan'er. The status of the daughter-in-law here is a bit special, so don't neglect her.
There are many rules in the big family's family, but Fan Jian is busy with business, so he rarely eats at home. Today, when Fan Xian returned for the first time, it was naturally more formal than in the past. No sound was heard at the dinner table. After finally finishing the meal, Fan Jian looked at his son and said calmly, "You are going to be knighted."