The sea breeze blew on Fan Xian's face, waking him up from his contemplation. Sitting silently on this cliff, he went through all the stories after his rebirth in his mind, not only because he thought of the relationship with Uncle Wu Zhu, but also because the familiar cliff top made him He has feelings.
Several years ago, on this cliff, as a young boy, Fan Xian made his three major wishes in front of Wu Zhu.
Have many, many children.
Write many, many books.
Live a very good life.
And Uncle Wu Zhu concluded: Fan Xian needs a lot of women, a lot of gunmen, a lot of servants, so he needs a lot of money, which is power, so the two of them went to the capital.
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To this day, Fan Xian has already experienced many experiences of the opposite sex in his second life. Although there are not many left, they just have no children, but he is not in a hurry. The place where the tail is broken, copying poems in front of the palace, and copying poems when Yumei, there is no doubt that he himself has grown into the biggest shooter in the world.
As for money and power, Fan Xian has gained a lot, but... a very good life
He frowned and shook his head, people are always dissatisfied.
It didn't take him too much time to recall and summarize. After confirming that Uncle Wuzhu was not on the cliff, he rolled up his trouser legs neatly, and swept along the familiar stone path between the cliffs like a bird. go down.
The reason why when he returned to Danzhou, he was not in a hurry to see grandma, but came to the cliff, was because Fan Xian was always worried about Wuzhu. Although in the past six months, he didn't show a trace of anxiety in front of others—of course, few people knew about Wu Zhu's existence—but deep down in his heart, he was very worried.
One day before leaving the capital, Chen Pingping told him the news of Wuzhu's injury in front of the small pool frozen like a mirror in the Overwatch Council.
The people in this world who can hurt Wuzhu can be counted on one hand. In the unknown battle with Ku He last summer, Uncle Wu Zhu and Ku He each recovered from their injuries for several months.
Originally, Fan Xian was used to the blind uncle's elusive presence, but when he thought about Wu Zhu's strange injury this time, he still couldn't help worrying, and always felt that things were not that simple. And the lack of news for half a year made him even more annoyed, so when he returned to Danzhou, he tried to find Wu Zhu's trace.
But Uncle Wu Zhu was not there, and he didn't know what happened to his injury.
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Taking advantage of the twilight, Fan Xian walked quietly into Danzhou City alone, the place where he grew up, breathing the slightly salty and damp air greedily, his mood became happy, not salty. get wet.
Walking through the city gate, cloth village, and wine shop, the sky was a little dark, and no one noticed that this young man was the imperial envoy whom the people of Danzhou were looking forward to.
Walking all the way until they reached the grocery store, Fan Xian closed his eyes and listened, then turned to the side alley, stepped on the moss on the branded traces that had not been seen for a long time, took out an iron key from the dusty door, opened the back door, and the whole People flashed in.
The front and back rooms of the grocery store are full of dust. The goods on the shelves may have been removed by thieves long ago. Only the cutting board at the back is still there. The thin knife marks on it seem to still tell the story of a young man. The story of shredding carrots.
Fan Xian chuckled, stepped forward and picked up the kitchen knife next to the cutting board, and made two gestures. This kitchen knife was "presented" to him by Uncle Wu Zhu, and Uncle Wu Zhu never shredded radishes on the cutting board. Leaving marks, he himself managed to do it later.
The taste of sorghum under shredded radish is really good.
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It didn't take too long. When Fan Xian stood in front of his Earl's Mansion, the sun had not completely set behind the mountain, and the warm light was still shining inside and outside the extremely lively Earl's Mansion.
Today is a big day for the imperial envoy to return home to visit relatives, so the servants in the Earl's Mansion are busy, excited, and proud. Everyone's faces are like the two big red lanterns hanging at the gate of the mansion. His face was full of red light and he was in high spirits.
The officials in Zhoucheng had no way to see them, and they had already been politely invited away. At this time, all the servants and housekeepers walking through the gate of the mansion.
Fan Xian stood at the gate of the mansion with a smile on his face, looking at those familiar faces, he didn't know what he was thinking, there were a few unfamiliar faces, they should have been called into the mansion in the past few years.
"This young man, don't stand at the gate of the mansion." A steward looked at the young man in white and frowned and said, but his tone was not very vicious. Under the care of the old ancestor, the earl's mansion has always been very strict, and there is little bullying. Good over good things.
Fan Xian smiled wryly and opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he heard a figure passing by in the mansion scream.
"ah!… "
The person who screamed was a little girl. Her face was flushed, her eyes were staring at Fan Xian outside the door, and she ran out in small steps, almost tripping over the high threshold, scaring Fan Xian into hurrying. Hold her up.
The little maid took off Fan Xian's hand like an electric shock, twisted her hands, looked at Fan Xian but was so excited that she couldn't speak. The steward outside the door became curious, and a few old people finally saw Fan Xian's appearance clearly in the twilight, and they also cried out.
The little girl finally came to her senses, her face was flushed, and she screamed into the courtyard: "The young master is back!"
"What?"
"The young master is back! Hurry up and inform the old lady!"
"Master!"
As the news spread, the Earl's Mansion, which was originally a happy atmosphere, suddenly exploded, and there was a sound of footsteps moving to this side. Unexpectedly, how many people came to welcome Fan Xian home.
At this time, Fan Xian had already walked into the mansion under the leadership of the little maid, accompanied by Xiao Yi, who was in charge of the door. Fan Xian looked at the terrified men behind him, laughed and cursed, "I don't know the way yet? Go back."
The few people sighed and retreated unwillingly.
Fan Xian looked at the little girl beside him, and felt familiar, but why the name didn't match, he couldn't help but asked with a smile, "What's your name? Are Xiaoqing and Xiaoya okay now?"
The little girl suddenly became sad, thinking how could the young master have forgotten his own name in less than two years since he left the house? Hearing from the sisters, the young master has been a good master who cherishes the maid since he was a child, and he is the most gentle and polite. She couldn't help but cast a resentful glance at Fan Xian, and said, "Master, sister Xiaoqing is already married. Sister Ya is still in the mansion... slave girl, slave girl is Xiao Hong."
"Xiaohong?" Fan Xian was originally taken badly by the little girl's resentful gaze, but now that he heard the other person's name clearly, he almost fell down in fright. He stared at the little girl's delicate face. , still couldn't believe it, couldn't help sighing: "It's only been two years, how did you grow up so big?"
As the saying goes, women's colleges have undergone eighteen changes. When Fan Xian left Danzhou, Xiaohong was just a twelve-year-old tea girl, but now she has grown into a big girl. Her figure has been revealed and her facial features have been developed. No wonder Fan Xian Didn't recognize it at first.
Before the two masters and servants had an exchange of feelings, they heard a commotion from Xitou and greeted them, chirping, like countless birds flying over.
Fan Xian's eyes were sharp, and he saw from a distance that his Huwei, Hong Changqing and others were actually falling behind, which showed how eager the women in front of the formation were.
A gust of fragrant wind came, and the maids in the Earl's Mansion stopped not far from Fan Xian, looked at Fan Xian with joy on their faces, and bowed respectfully: "Greetings, young master!"
Most of the maids' faces were filled with joy and excitement, and occasionally there were a few traces of sadness after being separated for two years.
At this time, the housekeeper and servants of the Earl's Mansion also rushed over from the rear and knelt down to salute Fan Xian.
For a moment, there were more than 20 people kneeling densely in the garden, and the girl Xiaohong stood beside Fan Xian, not knowing what to do with herself, she finally came to her senses and knelt down too.
Unexpectedly, Fan Xian pulled her arm, and laughed and cursed at the maids who had been with her since childhood: "Get up! I didn't like this at home, why have you been away for two years... How dare you disobey me?" What do I mean?"
The maids giggled, stood up, and gathered around Fan Xian. Some were asking about his health, some were serving him tea and water, some were fanning the wind with fans, and of course some were arranging his clothes for him to mobilize. Two years without getting close to the most beautiful and beautiful man in the world is empty, and they are all different.
Just like that, Fan Xian hugged left and right into the back garden.
Fan Xian looked at Huwei and Hong Changqing who were standing beside the road with strange faces, and glared at him, thinking that he had grown up in a pile of makeup since he was a child, and he lived a comfortable life like this, what are you old men looking at?
As soon as I entered the back garden, I heard a word.
"What is the system?"
The maids who were supporting Fan Xian giggled, and let go of their hands. Fan Xian, who was intoxicated in the long-lost relaxation and joy, was shocked, with the most sincere smile on his face, and looked up the steps.
I saw a noble old lady looking at me coldly, while Wan'er was holding the old lady's left hand with a smile on her face, and His Royal Highness the Third Prince was carefully holding the old lady's right hand, thinking Sizheng hid behind the old lady holding a big umbrella, looking at Fan Xian with a half-smile, as if telling him...you're done for today.
An old lady who can have such status, of course, can only be the wet nurse of His Majesty the Qing Emperor, who brought out an emperor, a prince, a minister, and taught a commissioner. The old ancestor of Danzhou, Fan Shi Grandma too.
Fan Xian looked at the old lady's kind and calm face, and was so excited that he rushed over with a strange cry.
Unexpectedly, the old lady shouted coldly, "Stop!"
Fan Xian was stunned, and stood on the ground stupidly, looking at his grandma, not knowing what mistake he had made again.
The old lady slowly looked at her grandson, who hadn't returned for two years, and her eyes gradually moved down from Fan Xian's face. After confirming that the little guy was well-equipped and not disfigured, she nodded in satisfaction, but her eyes When it fell under Fan Xian's legs, his gaze still became serious.
"Go and wash your feet. I don't care at all for such a grown-up person." The old lady reprimanded severely.
Fan Xian lowered his head, looked at his muddy feet, and realized that when he climbed the mountain, he had already thrown away his shoes. He couldn't help raising his head, and said pitifully, "Grandma..."
"Wash first."
As soon as the words fell, the maids laughed. They carried chairs for Fan Xian, fetched hot water for those who fetched hot water, and helped Fan Xian wash his feet. Another big maid entered the house to fetch The shoes Fan Xian wore a few years ago tilted his head and said with a grin, "Master, I don't know if your feet have grown."
Fan Xian let the crowd clean up with a bitter face. Seeing Wan'er next to his grandmother showing an uncontrollable amused expression, he couldn't help but glared. Wan'er sticks out her tongue and smiles cutely, Wan'er is also curious, her husband is a person who is fearless, why is she afraid of becoming like this when she meets this old lady when she returns to Danzhou? look
After washing his feet and putting on his shoes, Fan Xian leaned on the steps with a mischievous look.
Seeing the boy's expression, the old lady knew that he hadn't made a good plan, and suddenly thought of the crazy behavior this boy made on the day he left Danzhou, she couldn't help being startled, and reprimanded with a serious face: "...what is this monkey going to do again?" ?”
monkey? Lin Wan'er and the third prince couldn't help laughing again.
The back garden prohibits ordinary men from entering, so those housekeepers, servants, tiger guards, and Hong Changqing all watched the fun outside. After listening to this, they only thought of Fan Xian climbing up and down on the roof of the rockery in the Earl's Mansion many years ago. However, Hong Changqing wanted to jump up and down on the big white-sailed boat, so he couldn't help but nodded, thinking that the old lady's description was really accurate.
Fan Xian approached the steps with a playful smile, and he could hear his grandmother's sternness, pushing her forward every step of the way.
The old lady panicked, pointed at Fan Xian and said, "Just stand there, just stand there, don't come here again."
As soon as the words fell, Fan Xian had already jumped over. The skills of a ninth-rank master were indeed not easy to eat. Seeing him hugging the old lady, he kissed the old lady hard on the face, with a bang, It was actually a kiss.
There was joyful laughter inside and outside the garden.
"Grandma, you miss me so much." Fan Xian said sincerely, thinking of discovering that the wrinkles on grandma's face were deeper than two years ago, and she was getting thinner, a sense of sadness welled up in his heart for some reason.
He helped grandma into the room, let her sit on the chair, then knelt on the ground, formally met the ceremony again, and kowtowed three times.
"I heard that you still have a girl in Suzhou?"
After the grandfather and grandson talked affectionately for a while, the old lady suddenly changed the subject and caught Fan Xian by surprise.
Fan Xian raised his head in astonishment, and saw Wan'er's puzzled face. Presumably, she didn't understand why the old lady suddenly said that. As for Sisi, she looked innocent, saying that she definitely didn't say something to the old lady.