Eunuch Yao went to Fan's mansion first today, but there was no one there. I don't know where this Mr. Tisi, who is recovering from his injuries, has gone. Even Mr. Shang Shu didn't know, and Mrs. Fan, who had a special status, was also missing. Without being in the mansion, there was no one to ask about Fan Xian's whereabouts.
But His Majesty was still waiting in the palace, and now Eunuch Yao was in a hurry, and after asking Mrs. Fan that Mrs. Fan had returned to the Lin Mansion, he led the guards there, and happened to meet this carriage at the intersection. If the guards hadn't recognized one of Fan Xian's followers with sharp eyes, they might have missed it.
Looking at the panting eunuch Yao, Fan Xian sighed and said, "I have to go back to the Lin family to pick up someone, why are you letting me into the palace at this time?"
His Majesty's summons, but still responding so unhurriedly, Eunuch Yao was so anxious to death, where has he seen such a courtier who doesn't take the palace summons seriously? He has always been on good terms with the Fan Mansion, so he didn't want to say much, he just urged: "Your Majesty's order has been out for a long time, Mr. Fan, if you want to go late, I'm afraid His Majesty will be unhappy."
Fan Xian replied with a bitter face, "Of course I'm going." The old eunuch was standing in the snow and beckoned him into the carriage, and the group drove towards the palace, and arranged for other people to go to Lin's mansion. Inform the wife.
"Old Yao, to be honest, what's the matter?" Fan Xian half-reposed himself, squinted his eyes slightly, and didn't look at the eunuch chief. What bank notes.
Eunuch Yao actually didn't dare to accept the banknotes from the Fan family anymore, hehe smiled and said with a smile: "This...how does a slave know? You can get it when you go."
Fan Xian shook his head, feigned anger and cursed: "You bastard, you don't do things properly." Suddenly he said: "Inquire about something."
Eunuch Yao pricked up his ears, checked that there were no idlers around the carriage, and said in a low voice, "My lord, what's the matter? I can say anything I dare to say."
"What happened to the eunuchs in the Hanging Temple last time?" Fan Xian frowned.
Eunuch Yao froze, and after being slightly stunned, he raised his palm and spread it flat on his throat, and scratched it.
Fan Xian's face remained unchanged, but he didn't know what was going on in his mind. He knew that this was an inevitable result. If there were assassins in the eunuch's team, the people present would not be able to escape death. He was afraid that the palace would clean up a large number of them.
"Where's Lao Dai?"
"No." Eunuch Yao sighed and said, "He's an old man, His Majesty believed it, but he was implicated, so he couldn't stay in the Tai Chi Hall anymore... I thought about it for two months, because his nephew The matter of my son was intervened by the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and he had an embarrassing life in the palace, but after a lot of difficulty, His Majesty took him into consideration for Concubine Shu's sake, and brought him up again."
He glanced at Fan Xian, but Fan Xian didn't say anything. Eunuch Yao didn't know how deep the bond between Fan Xian and Eunuch Dai was.
"I didn't expect to encounter an assassination again... Old Dai's luck can be regarded as unlucky. No, he was dismissed from all duties, and he received more than a dozen boards, and was sent to the treasurer. Such an old man People, working hard in this cold weather..." Eunuch Yao and Eunuch Dai entered the palace in the same year, although they had a lot of quarrels with each other on weekdays, but watching each other collapse at this time, it is inevitable that something hurts them , wiped his sleeves at the corners of his eyes.
"Old Dai... Let's wait for a few days until His Majesty's anger subsides. It would be nice to save his life." Fan Xian shook his head and asked again: "Then who is on duty in the Tai Chi Hall now?"
"Hong Zhu." Eunuch Yao looked at Fan Xian's puzzled face and explained in a low voice, "A young boy. This year he started to run the Tai Chi Hall and the door. Your Majesty likes him for his quick work."
"Let that... Hong Zhu do the passing of the decree?" Fan Xian asked curiously.
Eunuch Yao shook his head and said, "How can he have such a qualification?"
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The carriage was stopped by eunuch Yao just after passing Xinjiekou. Deng Ziyue was a little dissatisfied. After all, the square in front of the palace is extremely wide. In this snowy winter, it would be a little difficult for the unhealed Tisi to go there in a wheelchair. It's too much, and I'm not afraid of freezing adults.
"Several officials, there is nothing we can do." Eunuch Yao said aggrievedly: "After something happened last time, the Imperial Army has undergone a major rectification, and now these soldiers are all staring at everyone like wolves. Everyone in the palace was scared away."
After hearing a few words, Fan Xian said, "Don't make things difficult for Eunuch Yao, let's go down."
Deng Ziyue glanced at the palace gate with some annoyance, carried Fan Xian out of the carriage, put him on the wheelchair, quickly opened the big black cloth umbrella, and covered it over Lord Tisi's head, with the Overwatch Council officials pushing him behind him moved. The snow particles hit the black umbrella, making a slight sound.
Eunuch Yao was not so lucky, he covered his head with his hands, and rushed to the palace gate with a few guards around him.
Fan Xian shrank his whole body in the cloak, hiding from the oncoming cold wind, half of his face was covered by the fur collar, he still felt a chill pouring down his clothes, the sky above his head was dim, and the sound of snowdrops was desolate.
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The imperial guards outside the palace gate explained the procedures to Eunuch Yao, and looked at the pedestrian walking slowly in the middle of the square in surprise. In a snowy day, that row of indifferent officials in plain clothes was pushing a wheelchair. On the wheelchair was only a black umbrella that firmly covered the snowflakes falling from the sky, and none of them leaked to the person in the wheelchair. body.
"Your Excellency was not passed on to enter the palace today?" the captain of the imperial army said in surprise.
"It's Fan Tesi."
Everyone was startled, and the captain of the forbidden army quickly led a group of people to meet him, shielded the man in the wheelchair from the wind and snow outside, and brought the group of people to the gate of the palace. After a brief inspection, they were allowed to enter the palace.
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The north wind was blowing and snowflakes were blowing. Deng Ziyue pushed the wheelchair and walked along the long side passage beside the main hall. As the color of the corner of the palace wall became darker and darker, it finally stopped in front of the door on the right side of the palace wall.
A long time ago, a eunuch opened a big plain umbrella, firmly covered Fan Xian's head, hugged him, and followed the young wounded man carefully into the harem.
Standing outside the harem gate, Deng Ziyue watched Mr. Tisi get farther and farther surrounded by the eunuchs. Although his face was calm, he didn't know what was going on in his heart. A snowflake fell down and landed on the corner of his eye, causing him to squint his eyes.
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"Isn't it in the imperial study?" Fan Xian frowned, ignoring the cold wind blowing towards his face, and asked the eunuch Yao beside him.
It was reported earlier that His Majesty had lost his temper after waiting for Fan Tisi to arrive for a long time. The little eunuchs followed Fan Xian, how could they dare to be negligent, as if they were on hot wheels, they rushed towards the deep palace, the wheelchair they pushed creaked, and the eunuch with the big plain umbrella was Stumbling around, if it wasn't for the flat terrain in the palace, the wild running all the way would probably have ruptured Fan Xian's wounds.
Eunuch Yao ran out of breath, and replied: "In... in the bedroom."
Fan Xian was slightly surprised, and his complexion was not very good-looking. Eunuch Yao looked at it, and then remembered that the young official was still injured—Your Majesty can't wait, but if the Tisi's injury recurs, he will have no good fruit to eat, so he hurriedly asked everyone to slow down and hit the head. He swears in the face, and then sideways to please him and said: "Master Fan, are you not upside down?"
Fan Xian nodded and said, "It's not so expensive."
After a while, everyone came to a place in the palace garden, not where the empress lived, but where Concubine Yigui was. Eunuch Yao rushed forward a few steps and went inside to report, after a while someone came to follow Fan Xian in.
The emperor was wearing casual clothes today and was sitting on the warm couch, chatting with Concubine Yigui one after another, while the third prince was sitting on the side obediently copying something. Seeing the eunuchs pushing Fan Xian in, he stopped talking and looked back at Fan Xian lightly.
"Injured, why not just stay in the mansion to recuperate, why are you running around outside?"
An emperor seemed to reprimand a young courtier, but actually cared about it. Logically speaking, a courtier should be grateful to him, but Fan Xian sneered secretly. If he really cared about himself, why did he wait seventeen years to show this? ? If you were really worried about your injury, why did you rush to announce yourself into the palace
However, his face was still slightly moved by the occasion, and then calmly replied: "Go back to Your Majesty, it's almost done, so I went out for a stroll secretly, and I was going to pick up Wan'er in the Lin Mansion."
"Wan'er... has returned to Lin's residence? There is no one in that house... except that fool." The emperor didn't seem to like to associate his niece with Lin's residence very much, and his expression was a little hesitant.
Concubine Yigui secretly looked at His Majesty's face, and changed the topic with a silly smile: "Fan Xian, you run around when you are still injured... Are you afraid that Fan Shangshu will hit you?"
The emperor was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "Fan Jian...how can I be willing."
Although it is a joke, there is another meaning in it. Fan Xian shivered slightly, with a smile on his face, but didn't answer.
The emperor glanced at the third prince who was copying the books next to him, and said to Fan Xian: "The few classics and strategies you sorted out in the Taixue a few days ago... I asked Taiping to study these days, and the Taifu thought it was a little deeper. What do you think? ?... Taiping, go to see Master Tisi."
The third prince's surname is Li and his name is Chengping. According to the rules of the Qing Kingdom, princes respect ministers very much, so His Majesty's order is not surprising. The third prince quickly stopped his pen, walked cautiously to the wheelchair, and saluted Fan Xian.
"How did this happen?" Fan Xian sat in a wheelchair and couldn't avoid it.
"You are now the secretary of the Taixue, which is exactly what you have to do." The emperor said calmly, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing. Concubine Yigui could tell, it seemed that His Majesty wanted Fan Xian to be the teacher of the third prince. Thinking of Fan Xian's reputation in civil and martial arts, as well as his influence in the government, Concubine Yigui couldn't help but smile. Fan Xian felt more pleasing to the eye.
This expression fell into the emperor's eyes, and he couldn't help laughing: "Look, you're so happy."
The reason why Concubine Yigui is favored is because at least on the surface, she doesn't hide any thoughts, and she is happy when she is happy. Hearing His Majesty's teasing at this time, he didn't panic, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for finding a good teacher for Ping'er."
Fan Xian listened to the two elders talking to themselves, feeling bitter in his heart, thinking to himself why no one came to ask for his opinion on this matter
The third prince came over with the scroll in his hand, Fan Xian took it and looked at it briefly, then raised his head and said: "Master Zhuang's knowledge of economics and policy is excellent, and the Taifu thinks it makes sense if the level is advanced, but these few articles are just for beginners. , Your Highness the Third Highness can make contact in advance, there is no problem."
The monarch and his ministers said a few more casual words, Fan Xian responded cautiously, but knew that the emperor must have something to say to himself. Sure enough, after drinking a bowl of hot soup, the emperor opened his mouth seemingly casually.
"The snow has stopped outside... Cherish the first snow, Fan Xian, you can go for a stroll in the garden with me."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The emperor stood up, and Concubine Yigui smiled, and put a red brocade-faced crane cloak in raccoon fur on his body.
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When leaving Shufang Palace where Concubine Yigui lives, the snow has stopped, the ground of the palace is wet and clear, but there is no snow, only some snow marks hang on the winter trees in the garden. The sky is gray and white, the red walls, yellow eaves, snow branches and green bricks are very beautiful. There is no trace of miscellaneous smell in the air, which is very fresh.
The emperor was walking forward in a cloak, a young eunuch pushed Fan Xian and followed silently, the eunuchs and court ladies in cotton jackets kept away from them along the way, and those who met on the side of the road turned to one side, silently.
"Snowy and rainy days, you don't need to kneel when you see me." Seemingly guessing what Fan Xian was thinking, the emperor said softly, "This is a rule that I have established since I ascended the throne. They don't mind kneeling every day... put the clothes on Kneeling is dirty, kneeling is broken, don't you want to buy it with money from the inner treasury?"
Sitting in the wheelchair, Fan Xian quietly loosened a cloth button on his neckline. After the snow stopped and the wind cleared, he felt a little hot. Listening to the emperor's words, he knew that the topic was going to be in the direction of Neiku, but he was rogue and refused to answer.
Seemingly annoyed by Fan Xian's silence, the emperor asked coldly, "Where is the second child of the Fan family now?"
At this time, he has arrived at a garden in the most secluded part of the palace. There is a small lake in front of it. A stone bridge is built in the lake, leading to the pavilion in the center. There is a slight snow on the pavilion, which cannot conceal the murderous meaning of the black stone.