In the evening, a photograph of the evening.

In the early spring, after the cold spring, the sun suddenly warms up, and the whole Jiankang City is filled with the lazy smell of rouge gouache.

Li Ruyu splits a sword in the backyard of the county government.

Ah Mu was bored and watched the sunset in a daze, and suddenly said inexplicably that your master is going to become an immortal.

Li Ruyu smiled.

Poetry immortals are originally immortals, how to become immortals.

There was a sound of footsteps at the door, and Han walked calmly into the courtyard in civilian clothes, greeting with a smile, and said Li Baihu, you are really lazy, and Master Yan has complained a lot about you, the shopkeeper.

Li Ruyu put away his sword and returned it to the sheath, looked at the Jiankang prefect, and said with a smile: "When the Han prefect arrives, there is a disappointment, forgive me." ”

Han laughed, "Don't dare to be." ”

I repeated that I didn't dare to take it seriously.

Li Ruyu smiled, motioned for Ah Mu to make tea, invited someone Han to sit down at the stone table, and asked, "What's the matter with Governor Han?" ”

Han pondered for a long time, "The dust has settled on the matter of painting the sages of the Dao, it is said that Li Baihu should return to Lin'an, but he still stays in Jiankang, could it be that Your Majesty still has a plan?" ”

Li Ruyu coughed, "Your Majesty's thoughts, how can our courtiers speculate in vain." ”

Ah Mu made tea.

Han thanked him, took a sip of tea, and said, "I know, Li Baihu is still looking for a stranger, a stranger who really makes Her Majesty the Empress jealous, and Her Majesty the Empress already knows where this person is." ”

Li Ruyu was surprised, "Why didn't I know about this?" ”

Han looked at Ah Mu, "Ah Mu, what about you, don't you know?" ”

Ah Mu sighed, not mixed.

Han had no choice but to say: "Your Majesty won't tell you for the time being, because I don't want to startle the snake, but it doesn't matter, I have been in Jiankang for more than a year, and I probably know where this stranger is hiding, and I am willing to help Li Baihu." ”

Nothing to do......

Li Ruyu remained silent, "What's the benefit of this to Governor Han?" ”

Han didn't explain, thought for a while, and said softly: "This stranger is hiding in the Jiankang Mansion and the Ninghong Mansion, and now he is a master in the Ninghong Mansion, teaching Ning Huan's poems, books, and music, surnamed Fan. ”

After saying this, Han got up, "I don't know what kind of stranger it is, but judging from his bearing and behavior, he should be as good as that painting sage, or even surpass." ”

Han left the county government compound meaningfully.

Li Ruyu was silent for a long time holding the tea, and vaguely understood what Han meant: Since it was judged that there was a stranger in Ning Hong's mansion, once this matter was revealed, Ning Hong would be implicated, and maybe he would have to be held accountable even with Ning Que, the right minister.

But it was Wang Kun who profited.

What does someone Han get?

Li Ruyu had to be more careful, and Han had to be on guard.

Put down the teacup, looked at Ah Mu, and said softly: "Ah Mu, if I remember correctly, you often go out these days, especially every night, did you go to see that stranger?" ”

Mu did not answer.

Li Ruyu was silent for a while before he said: "Actually, Her Majesty the Empress knows that the alien is there, and she also told you that after you get rid of the alien who painted the sage of the Dao, you should tell me that you didn't tell me on your own initiative?" ”

Ah Mu nodded hesitantly.

Li Ruyu smiled bitterly, "Then what are you for?" ”

Ah Mu's face was very strange, so strange that Li Ruyu would never be able to figure out a mutter, because I didn't want him to die.

Li Ruyu shook his head helplessly, "Let's go visit that Master Fan tomorrow." ”

is also a master, is it the same as his own master, a Tianjiao figure who can be called an immortal in a certain aspect?

Ah Mu snorted.

Looking at the last trace of the sunset, his thoughts drifted away, and his eyes were complicated.

Han who walked out of the county government compound had a heavy heart, this time he painted the sage of the Tao, his teacher Wang Kun would definitely blame himself, and he was afraid that his career would be difficult in the future, but it didn't matter, after all, he was already the prefect of Jiankang, and he was a four-grade official, as long as he had excellent political achievements, he could naturally enter the center.

At this time, you might as well help Li Ruyu.

Besides, what kind of character Fan Fuzi is, Han has a conjecture in his heart - this conjecture is not judged from Fan Fuzi's behavior and style, but inferred from Ning Huan's illness.

If Master Fan is really that person, the empress will definitely not be at ease.

Fan Fuzi did not have such a good life as the sages of the Dao, and there were only two endings waiting for him: death, or submission to the empress.

From Han's point of view, he naturally hopes that Fan Fuzi will die, not only Fan Fuzi, but Han also hopes that all strangers in the world will die, and even Di Xianggong of the Privy Council should also die.

In that way, he can have a greater hope of ruling the court.

Han saw that the sunset was dusk, and sighed for no reason, "It's even more difficult to be a cool minister." ”

……

……

The night sinks like water.

In the brightly lit Ning Mansion, Ning Huan, who was at the end of the cardamom list, sat dignified in front of the window, holding a book and reading, and the young master sat next to him, looking at the little girl with a doting face.

Time is very quiet, and the hearts of two people are also very close.

In the dark corner of the house more than ten meters away, a woman sits, sitting quietly, blending in with the night.

Fan Fuzi looked at Ning Huan.

Ning Huan is the scenery that he has not cherished enough in his life.

The woman looked at Fan Fuzi.

Fan Fuzi is a scenery that should be cherished for a lifetime in the eyes of women.

Time passes.

Seeing that it was getting late, Fan Fuzi got up, "Huan'er, let's rest." ”

Ning Huan put down the book, and said with a smile like a crescent moon: "Okay, sir, you should rest earlier, don't forget, Mr. said that we will go to the spring together tomorrow." ”

Fan Fuzi doted on Ning Huan's little head melon seeds, "Okay." ”

When the woman in the dark corner of the house saw this scene, she covered her heart with a painful face, and she was distressed.

Until Fan Fuzi's figure disappeared into the courtyard, the woman looked at the little girl in front of the window, and sighed with complicated emotions, "I didn't expect you to pretend too, are you really going to go outing?" ”

The woman sighed, got up and disappeared into the darkness.

Behind the wall not far away, Fan Fuzi stared at this scene silently, and smiled bitterly, silly girl, why be so persistent, it is already a cloud of the past, and the life that is finally coming back should be found in your own happiness.

Fan Fuzi was helpless and sad.

But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death, but failed his beloved.

I'm ashamed.

Shame on the woman who held the sword, and shame on the woman who resolutely walked into the palace for herself, in the end, I was wrong, and you are both innocent victims.

Fan Fuzi sighed, only after experiencing death did he know how unbearable his previous pursuit was.

Fan Fuzi regretted it.

If I can do it all over again, I am willing to accompany you two to the wilderness, instead of going to the court to be famous.

I want to make amends......