~ Date: ~09月20日~

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Hong Zhu did not think that even the adults of Titus knew their own names. The face suddenly felt a little glorious. Hehehe said: "It is difficult to know the little name for the adults."

"It’s the key point to get down to the waiter." Fan Xian said: "This official is the supervisor of the supervisory court. Of course, you must be careful...but not to mention the assassin in the little **** of the Taiji Temple in the past few days..."

Hong Zhu was shocked and did not dare to answer. Fan Xian said gently: "Since your Majesty believes in you, this official naturally believes in you... Yes, I heard that Lao Dai is now doing hard labor?"

Hong Zhu glanced at him and tried to say: "Yes, it is very miserable."

"Yeah." Fan nodded. "I am not afraid of any jealousy. I have been dealing with this person. I am a good person. The young father-in-law also asks for help in the palace."

Hong Zhu’s heart was overjoyed. He hoped that he could climb the door of the young official in front of him by Dai Gonggong. The other side said that there was a play, and he respectfully said: “You told me, I dare not do it.”

Fan Xian smiled and said: "Working with a small father-in-law, there is something difficult in the family at home, and I will say it." He doesn't have to say too much, and the other party should know to contact himself through Yigui.

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When I returned to the Yifang Palace where Yigui lived, it was a big coincidence. The Princess of the North Qi, who had never had a chance since September, came back from the palace of the Queen Mother. Before the marriage, the big princess was arranged here. Living in the palace. She looked at the fan in a wheelchair and was a little surprised, but it was not convenient for the two to say something, a little courtesy. Then he retreated to the back.

Yi Gui took a look at Fan Xian: "How come back all the way from the north?"

Fan Xian moments do not forget to broaden the ally, put nails, like the big princess, this important role will be let go. It’s just that in front of everyone, we have to be unfamiliar, and we should say: “I don’t have the same identity, let’s say... men and women are different.”

Yigui took a laugh and said: "You, this child, who is born more than a beautiful woman... I am not afraid of you to harm others, I am afraid that others will provoke you."

Fan took a jump and said: "You can't talk about it." Turning around and seeing the three emperors still lying in peace and quietly copying books and cleverly, I don't know why, I don't want to hit a place, shaking my head and asking: "This matter Is the child too late?"

There is indeed a tone of disbelief in the discourse. Yigui looked at him and nodded. He smiled and said: "I also listened to the truth today. But... this is a good thing, how can the ancestors object?"

Fan is laughing at himself and thinking that things are not that simple. After thinking about it for a while, I said seriously: "I went to Jiangnan, and Xiao Saner followed me... Are you willing?"

"The Jiangnan water is good, the wind is good, what is it?"

Yi Guizhen suddenly waved and asked him to get closer. Fan Xian relied on the past and was only a foot away from her. It seems to sniff the lady who spurted out like a blue scent, only to listen to her voice, and said, "You take him as far as possible from the palace. It is better to drag it for a few years."

Fan Xianwei, I know that Yigui is doing this negative plan, shaking his head and saying: "It’s not a thing to give in. It’s a good thing. Jiangnan’s inner library doesn’t need to spend any effort. I just took a look at the past. I can't always drag on."

Yigui thought about it and found that it was indeed the truth. Some sighed with disappointment: "This is true, and you will not allow you to stay in Kyoto."

Fan thought about it. Consolation said: "The three children are still young, it is not worthwhile to start worrying about it so early... Besides, the Queen Mother looked at these grandchildren in the palace, too special things, those few did not dare to do..." After he paused, he said: "After all, we are different from other palaces. There is still some strength in Shangshuxiang’s speech. My father will not retreat for a while... It’s not good, and I am not?”

With this sentence, Yi Guizhen finally let go of his heart. With the current development trend, Fan Zhong’s influence in the DPRK will only grow bigger and bigger. In the DPRK Palace, there are often two independent circles affected by two phases. Some people in the DPRK, she and Li Chengping mother and son in the palace will also be a lot easier.

When it comes to this part, everyone has already been very thorough. In the opinion of Yigui, who has retained a few points of praise, he thinks for himself that the tighter he is with the Fan family, the better.

"Let the three children follow me to Jiangnan... There is one thing you have to allow me." Fan Xianyi glanced at the eavesdropping, but could not hear the three emperors.

"What?" Seeing the seriousness he said, Yi Guizhen was also nervous.

"I don't know how to be a gentleman, like the few students who are outside the county. You know that it was their own ten years of hard work." Fan said seriously: "I can only be your brother." The same teaching... Inevitably there will be some disrespectful time."

Listening to "When the younger brother is like" to teach this sentence, Yi Gui frowned and opened his eyes and couldn't think of Fan Sizhen's horrible situation in the north now, nodding his head.

Fan Xiu looked at her like a fairy, thinking that this is like a happy color? Exploring and saying: ... from possible... sometimes... will... do it. ”

"It’s up to you!" Yi Guizhen said it was very straightforward. He smiled and said: "As long as you don't make a three-length, two-short, how do you knead."

She then sighed and said: "You don't know. The things in the building a few days ago have scared me. I only know that he has a good relationship with the second child. Who knows the second child... killing Thousands of knives, even taking Pinger to do that, Pinger is so young, know something? It’s not being used as a knife... Fortunately, you put this thing down quickly, otherwise I don't know what it will look like."

Fan leisurely laughed, thinking that your son is not a good master, although only eight years old, but the things in his mind do not know how complicated, and listened to Yi Gui whispered: "Take him to be honest... ...even if it turns out to be a useless prince in the future... At least I will find a good life."

Fan listening to these words, can not help but feel a bit, the world is only good mother, this lyrics really did not sing wrong. The mother's life is like the root grass, and his own life proves the correctness of the lyrics.

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It’s still early to leave the dinner, and there’s been no news in the Queen’s Palace. Fan’s leisure is quiet. Just staying in the Fangfang Palace and chatting with Yigui, there is no one to chat, the two are relatives, and the avoidance can also be less. And in the whole chilly palace, it seems that there are only some people in the palace.

"The slaves see the morning lord."

As the women in the outer court screamed tenderly, Lin Biaoer walked in with two small hands. Today she was wearing a twilight laminated skirt with a red scorpion on her upper body and a tight seam on her cuffs. Embellished with two fox furs, the furry dragonfly is cute.

Fan sat in a wheelchair and stretched out his hands.

The nephew moved forward and placed his hand in his warm palm. The action is so natural.

Fan Xian gently glared at the girl's cool little hand, curiously asked: "Is it so casual?" This body color is similar to red and green, but the red is deep and vivid. The emerald is so clear that the body of the nephew will be pleasing to the eye, but if you enter the palace, you should always wear more gorgeous.

Lin Biaoer said with a grin: "I have been waiting for you for a long time at home, and I haven't seen anyone coming... Then Su Wenmao asked people to talk about it. Only then did you know that you were promoted to the palace. I took Dabao back to the house and I just arrived at the door. I was stopped by the eunuch... I went to the palace and went to see the Empress Dowager. Fortunately, several empresses were waiting in the Queen's Palace. They didn't have to go to the palaces to visit. I came to see you after a few words. In a hurry, there is time to change clothes."

"Right, Dabao?" Fan Xian is most concerned about his own stupid big scorpion.

"Do not worry, if at home." Lin Yier took the hot towel handed over by the palace lady and wiped two. Sitting on the side of Yigui, I smiled and said, "What are you talking about?"

Yigui did not rush to answer, first trained the palace lady a few words, this cold cold day with a hot towel to let the county owner wipe his face, not afraid to go out to be chilled by the cold wind, this time he turned back and smiled Say it again.

Lin Yier looked at Fan Xian with amazement: "Is this fixed?"

Fan nodded, shrugging, helpless, dragging the family with the mouth, it seems that the future of the Jiangnan tour will be wonderful.

Some eunuchs came over and asked the five nobles in the Fangfang Palace to go to the Hanguang Hall for meals. Yi Guizhen hurriedly took the three emperors to go to the back to wash, but also to dress up yourself.

Taking advantage of this empty space, Fan quietly lowered his voice and asked: "What about what you and the Queen Mother said... How?"

Lin Yaner looked around and shook his head and said softly: "You want to retire, this matter is not discussed with me earlier... Suddenly get this out, how can the Queen Mother allow it. Besides, I am a younger," This is a bit uncomfortable."

Fan sighed: "If you don't like it, what can I do as my brother? But this thing does tell you that you are late, and I am thinking about holding the moon floor. Hongcheng is not happy in the palace. I took the opportunity to do this, and I thought it would be so troublesome."

"Your wife is pointing to the marriage, and he can say that he will retreat." The child frowned. "You, too, you are too favored."

Fan Xianhehe smiled and said: "Just a sister, I don't like her pet?"

"I think I have to go to the palace." The child stared at the back of the room and confirmed that no one had eavesdropped. This said softly: "Let the master and his majesty say that we are not enough."

Fan is sad and annoyed: "Although the two have made such a mistake, my father really likes Hongcheng. Even Hongsheng is visiting the Qinglou every day. He doesn't think there is any big deal. He always said that he grew up and looked at the two relationships. Intimacy, I can't let the two families split because of the reason of the second house."

Lin Biaoer laughed out loudly: "The father-in-law was the most famous figure in Liujinghe. Of course, he didn't think this was a big deal." When the words were exported, I felt that the daughter-in-law was making some laughs, and I smiled.

Fan is busy with his sister's business, and he hasn't sneered at this, and he has no help. If these days have earned a lot of reputation in the hospital, I hope that Haishu can handle it well, at least let the marriage be delayed for a while.

"Why do you declare your entry into the palace?" Lin Biaoer asked the question of real concern. "I think I am afraid not only the third child."

Fan quietly looked at his wife, and suddenly reached out and gently stroked her smooth jaw, smiled. Did not say anything. Do you want to tell her that you are the most dear to let you be the most dear, to show your best, just to let your biological mother ... become abject poverty?

Fortunately, at this time, Yi Guizhen and others have been dressed up. A cotton curtain. The temple suddenly felt bright, and Fan turned around and looked at it. I saw Yi Guizhen and the North Qi Princess practised together. The two women dressed in costumes and makeup, and they were full of brilliance. Painting, dignified and valuable research, he couldn’t help but sigh in the bottom of his heart, so-called jewels, but if so,

The big princess looked at him with a slight smile. However, I went forward and went out with the children who had already known each other.

The winter solstice is as big as the year, and this day the country is resting. The temple stops, the army rests, the side closes, the business travels, not just Kyoto. In fact, including the North Qi, far from the north, this day is a happy day in peace and quiet.

To celebrate the custom of the country, you should eat meat on the day of the winter solstice. In the streets of Kyoto's residential buildings, countless hot fog floated from the kitchens that were either spacious or forced, and they circled around the tops of the various shabu-shabu for three turns, then took the only one road and drilled the window room. The slits. These hot mists reveal the pungency of a dry pepper, the astringency of fresh meat, the odor of the medicinal herbs, the sweet aroma of the jib, and the four flavors. Wonderful, filled in the streets and lanes of countless courtyards, the fans are all coveted.

In the light-filled temple, after the last few cases, Fan Xian took a pair of confused eyes and looked at the chopsticks whose chopsticks were cut into ears, and looked at the floating flowers and precious vegetables in the white soup in the bowl. I couldn't help but sigh. The meat in this palace is different from the folk. The workmanship is much more refined, but it also lacks the warmth of the incense.

How can I eat no tofu and jab? The biggest problem is that the meat is already warm, and the lips that are not hot can be numb. What is the strength of drinking?

So he just barely finished the soup in the bowl, picked the chopsticks and mixed the rice, chewing slowly and meticulously, delaying the time of this boring "family". He looked at the nose, his nose and lips, his lips with chopsticks, and his concentration was very high. Yu Guang did not flow out. He quietly listened to the conversations of these royals in the temple. He did not insert a sentence. He was alone behind him. The lonely wheelchair in the distance.

The Temple of Light is the Queen Mother Palace, the most magnificent building in the harem. Although it seems to be too simple compared with the defeated palace in Beijing, it is still magnificent, shining like a candle, shining in the winter temple. Furnishings and objects are shiny.

The royal family members of the temple silently ate, and dared not look directly at the old woman at the top, and the emperor and queen next to the old woman. Today's winter solstice, people are everywhere, including the Jingwang family of three, and the two imperial sons under house arrest have entered the palace, but when the two emperors and Hongcheng saw Fan leisure, they were only slightly surprised, and did not rush to the like. Life is going to die.

Fan leisure used Yu Guang to glance at the old woman above the seat. This is the first time he saw the Empress Dowager. From the wrinkles of the other eyebrows, it seems that he can still smell the old woman’s means and hard heart. Although the tiger is still sick, she is sitting at the top, and even the ruthless King Jing, who seems to be honest, is a lot more honest.

People are unfamiliar, but this palace is familiar to him. When he used to play the night, he walked two in this palace and found the key in the dark space under the old woman's bed. Thinking of this, he quietly regained his gaze and silently ate the rice with the sauce.

There were a few coughs from the old people who were unable to speak. Fan Xian bowed his head and said nothing. The glimpse of the previous glimpse was too late. It was discovered that her lips had begun to pull down and she knew that the old man could not live for a few years.

"Dawn head, sit next to the mourner." The Queen Mother looked at the granddaughter at the far end of the distance, and then looked at the face in the shadow of the leisure, calling: "Give me."

The nephew warmly and untidyly got up and left, smiled and walked there, and went to the back of the ear to say something, and glanced at the face of the bitter face, eating it, estimated that it was Make the old man happy and tell jokes. Sure enough, the Empress did not smile, smiled and said: "It seems that you are feeding him in Fan Fu is full, even the rice in the palace can not eat."

Although the voice is low, it is clearly and clearly passed to everyone's ears. Everyone knows that it is Fan Xian.

Fan is in a hurry. There is a smile in the corner of the lips, and I think that my child is most favored in the palace. It seems that it is not a lie, as long as the Queen Mother and the emperor like her. The status of the palace is naturally prominent.

However, his heart is still slightly nervous. Today is the first time I saw the Queen Mother. The old man occasionally turned to his own eyes and made himself shudder. It stands to reason that Grandma looks at the wild grandson... It shouldn't be such a look--the eyes are very complicated, there is a hint of relief, two points of pride, three points of doubt, and the remaining four points are vigilant and cold!

When the Queen Mother spoke, everyone stopped eating. Listen to what the old man said at the winter solstice family feast.

"Today, the people are counted... The mourners were unwell last year, so they didn't get together. Today, I saw the appearance of the Hummer, and the mourners were happy." The Queen Mother said happy in her mouth, but her face did not show any expression. The emperor said: "It’s just that your sister is alone in Xinyang. It’s not a thing. This daughter-in-law is in Kyoto. She lives in a palace and she does not like it."

Fan leisurely sneered. I know that I have finally said the subject, the meaning is very clear, even my own Hummer can participate in the royal family feast, why can't the princess be?

The emperor’s deep eyes flashed and he said: “The weather is cold, and the road is not easy to go. When the spring is over, let Yunrui come back.”

Listening to this, the Queen Mother nodded with satisfaction. Fan Xian noticed that the left sleeve of the opposite emperor had some unnatural shaking, and wanted to come to the poor man who was rehabilitated by himself. He knew that the big aid was about to arrive in Beijing, and his heart was so excited.

Just... Why is it too strange to look at the Prince?

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What did you say later? Fan Xian didn't care much. The royal family feast was really boring. Just listening to the coldness of the Queen Mother who occasionally mentioned himself, the coldness that he deliberately revealed, let his lips linger in the air. Self-deprecating.

When he heard that he was injured, the Queen Mother had prayed for himself and got the beads from the Queen Mother. I thought that the old man’s heart was soft and his hard heart was loose. Unexpectedly, I just guessed it. In any case, everyone is harder than anyone else. The people of your emperors are born with a cold heart. They are the monsters of the second generation. The heart will not be soft and wherever they go. At least it’s better than this cold soup. To be **** three points.

Since the monarch is not a minister, the father is not a father and a son, the ancestors are not grandchildren, but they still need to avoid the blood relationship that is unreasonable.

Although it was the origin of the plagiarism of the "Shangke", Fan Fan was a good man after all, and he couldn't get rid of the scent of the bones. In this cold hall of light, he straightened his body and straightened his waist. Although smiling, the answer is not to deliberately please the Queen Mother, and will not squint to pretend to be a younger generation to let the old woman and grandchildren enjoy the fun. For a time, the conversation in the Hall of Light is a bit embarrassing and indifferent.

In addition to the Queen Mother, these princes in the temple are very familiar with Fan Xian. They know that this horse is not a simple character. It is a small means that he is best at, so some do not understand why Fan Xian Do not take advantage of the opportunity of today's family feast, and let the Queen Mother settle down.

The emperor did not take it for granted, thinking that Fan Xian was angry at the fact that his wife’s mother had to return to Beijing, and she was somewhat stunned. The Queen Mother thought that this young man was born to be so arrogant and unhappy. Looking at this scene, the Queen did not understand what Fan wanted to do, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes. Ningcai was watching under the wrath of the Queen Mother, and he was drinking alcohol with great enthusiasm. Smirking and teasing the Queen, happy, and a few gaze for Fan.

Among the rest of the people, the Great Hall was confused, and the second temple was secretly stunned. His Royal Highness is walking. Only Jing Wang guessed that he was closer to the facts, shaking his head in secret and thinking about reading people, and he often had some arrogance.

The nephew, who was surrounded by the Empress Dowager, looked at Fan’s eyes with some worries.

During the cold night, the snowflakes reappeared, and they were sprinkling. At the corner of the palace, Fan was sitting in a wheelchair, slightly lowering his head, and his face was quiet and thoughtless. Lin Biaoer was worried about it: "Is it right, is it okay?"

"Nothing." Fan Xian is still dead and bowed his head. "I am just pretending to be a fly-by."

Hu Wei and the Kai Nian team came, and the couple got on the carriage and the carriage drove to Fanfu. In the carriage, Lin Biao curiously asked: "Who is Di Fei?"

"A person who has his head down for a lifetime." Fan chatted: "Don't talk about him, go home and eat meat, father, they should still wait."

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