Although the current national power of the Qing Kingdom is unparalleled in the world, the abuses of the government cannot be completely eliminated, and in the hearts of the people in the world, the biggest treacherous officials are the prime minister, the consul minister and the eunuch leader Hong Gonggong mentioned in the paragraph just now. Of course, In fact, the dean of the Overwatch Council was also notorious, but Fan Xian saw Teacher Fei Jie's origin, so it was not easy to include this person in the list.
This joke was actually born out of a joke about Taiwan’s political situation in his previous life. Fan Xian wrote it in a letter to his sister one day, teasing her so badly. Today, he told his grandma, who seems to be confused, but is actually extremely shrewd. The old lady really couldn't laugh.
After making the old lady who was actually the most powerful in Danzhou Port happy, Fan Xian reported to his grandma that he was going to go out later, but grandma seldom cared about his affairs, and had already returned to the kind of old well. In his demeanor, he just hummed lightly.
After leaving the house, Fan Xian still felt a little relieved when he thought of his grandmother who became closer and closer to him. After all, these grandmothers still took care of him in every possible way. Thinking of this matter, he couldn't help thinking of a rumor that the Fan family was originally a famous family in the capital, but the house of his father, Earl Sinan, was very far away, and there were few people, so he was oppressed so much that his grandma Not long after giving birth to Earl Sinan, she entered the Cheng Palace and became a nanny that ordinary wealthy families would never do.
Coincidentally, the previous emperor had no heirs, so after his premature death due to too frequent sex life, one of the two most likely successor princes was assassinated by Northern Wei assassins, and the other was assassinated by The assassinated prince sent someone to assassinate... Damn, anyway, after such a complicated and absurd process, the dragon chair, which is actually inconspicuous and could easily lead to bleeding, has reached the level of a lifetime of prudence and self-control. Under King Cheng's ass.
Cheng Wang has been the Emperor of Taiping for several years. When the time comes, he goes to heaven, and the throne is passed on to His Majesty the current Emperor. The fight was so violent that the originally powerful Northern Wei Dynasty fell apart and became Northern Qi and some small vassal states, as well as Dongyi City, which had always stayed out of the way.
Looking at the emperor, it is nothing more than the importance of Wenzhi and martial arts in the history. His Majesty the current emperor of the Qing Dynasty does not mention the literature and politics, but only mentions martial arts. He can be regarded as the first person since the founding of the Qing Dynasty. So a group of ministers catered to Shangyi, and wrote a letter asking His Majesty to enshrine Zen in Dayue, and pass the letter to the temple to pray for blessings.
But for some reason, His Majesty the Emperor has been steadfast in not allowing it to be played, and even beat up the courtiers who thought the Emperor was just trying to gain fame and retreat in order to advance.
And the old lady in the Earl's Befu is the nanny of the emperor who is decisive and powerful, but has always been hidden in the deep palace.
In the past few years, Fan Xian had always been somewhat puzzled by the fact that the secret strength of his father, Earl Sinan, was greatly inconsistent with his current official position in the capital. He could actually let Fei Jie from the Overwatch Council be his teacher. After knowing that grandma is the emperor's nanny, these doubts were immediately resolved.
His own father, Si Nan Bo, was somewhat similar to the Jiang Ning weaving man named Cao Yin before Kangxi in his previous life. Cao Yin's mother, Sun, was Kangxi's nanny, so Cao Yin was favored by Kangxi all his life. Although he was an official in Jiangning weaving, although he was only a small official who was not as good as the third rank, he had the power to report to Kangxi. On the southern tour, Cao's family picked him up at home several times. Just ask the whole Jiangnan officialdom, who is not afraid of him
Even in the later years of Kangxi, when Cao Yin was found to be short of money from the treasury, Kangxi saw it as a matter of procrastination and refusal. It was not until Cao Yin's death that the relationship became weak and the Cao family fell. mold.
So Cao Xueqin entered Beijing at the age of eighteen, and only then did he have a dream of Red Mansions.
Fan Xian could plagiarize Dream of the Red Chamber in this other time and space.
"Mr. Cao, it seems that although we are in two places, we really have one heart and one mind. My book...copied is also suitable for the occasion." Fan Xian couldn't help laughing when he thought that the situation of his own family was similar to that of Cao's family. The envelope in Tantan's hand, which contained the tenth chapter of The Story of the Stone, walked out of the mansion.
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On the cliff by the sea, Fan Xian closed his eyes and meditated, his whole body was immersed in a very mysterious feeling. It is precisely because he was a passive materialist in his previous life that he can be lingering with this domineering true energy in this life. , he has a dreamlike feeling - somewhat similar to being in love.
Love is always bittersweet, and the domineering zhenqi he practiced made him both happy and sad. Obviously, this kind of domineering zhenqi made his body have some extremely miraculous changes, such as strength, such as reaction, but he often refused to listen to it. The frantic scurrying around put him in danger at all times.
Over the years, because of the five bamboos hammering on the side, his true energy has become more honest, but today is a dangerous juncture, because today is the last day of practicing the Domineering Scroll.
Wu Zhu stood quietly on the side, watching Fan Xian, who was sitting cross-legged, with his heart turned to the sky, holding the ordinary wooden stick in his hand.
With the movement of the heart, the true energy that has been accumulated in the dantian slowly circulates, and under the guidance of the extremely fine spiritual consciousness, it spreads around along the meridians in the chest and abdomen, and escapes from the air point. True Qi, just like in the past ten years, sank like a mud cow into the sea into the snow mountain of Shenmen, and there was no trace of it anymore.
But the rest of the zhenqi still maintained a strong quantity, washing over his meridians, like countless small knives after being heated, scraping those tender tube walls.
Fan Xian was trembling all over, cold sweat soaked his clothes, his eyes were tightly closed, and his long eyelashes kept shaking, enduring incomparable pain.
I have practiced domineering for twelve years, and even the most difficult and dangerous entrance, I passed it easily with just a sleep. Since then, there has been no strenuous effort. hard!
True Qi is still running rampant in the meridians between his chest and abdomen, constantly washing away. This sharp washing can widen the meridians and speed up the movement of True Qi, but it is accompanied by huge destructive power . The power that can expand the invisible meridian can bring the pain on the spiritual consciousness, which is not so easy to hold back.
Thanks to twelve years of hard work, Fan Xian's meridian strength has reached a very strong level, so there is no qi overflowing the wall of the meridian, causing unimaginable tragic consequences, and his concentration of mind is also in the past two strange lives. With the help of him, he is much stronger than ordinary people.
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It seems that a long time has passed, but in fact, the rising sun on the eastern sea has only just left the embrace of the sea. It pauses horizontally in the distance, exuding a warm red light, shining on the cliff, reflecting two lonely people standing and sitting one by one. silhouette.
The true qi went backwards, and that grand but violent breath finally broke through the obstruction of the subtle meridians in the human body. From Qimen to Tianshu, it slashed at the Yintang on Fan Xian's forehead like a big knife. !
In the red sunlight, Fan Xian seemed to be struck by lightning, he raised his head involuntarily, looked at the sky above his head, opened his mouth wide, but couldn't make a sound.