The immortals, masters, and gods in the capital are busy, and they are also the major affairs of the human race. Catch ghosts and catch ghosts, subdue demons and demons, eliminate demons and demons, and protect the enchantment land, so they will honestly guard the enchantment. There are only a few who take the opportunity to compete for fame and fortune, whether it is decent or Xuanmen, they are silently accumulating and expanding their strength to prevent the chaos of foreign invasion or the misery of being wiped out, so the sects in various states and regions are much quieter and peaceful, even if it is a feuding sect, they are not willing to tear up their faces and fight each other at this moment.

Boren was very busy, and he didn't have much time to remember Li Xiangru's grievances and hatreds.

In fact, this sign was already there 30 years ago. It is precisely in this form that Emperor Jingzhi is unwilling to do anything, and it is very cost-effective for him to die for the peace of the world. Even if more people die, there will always be much fewer people than those who die because of the war. Therefore, he only occasionally thought that Lu Changfeng would feel a little guilty.

As an emperor, nothing is more important than the big picture.

Emperor Jingzhi held the spy report in his hand, but he didn't react much to the fact that Feng Bokang was destroyed, just moved to the side lightly, and replied, "I know, just let the capital government Yin deal with it." If it's okay, just step down. After finishing speaking, he continued to bow his head and read other official documents.

Located at the next stand, Taiwei Fan, about fifty years old, has a square face, and has a majestic appearance. The other two standing people reacted to Emperor Jingzhi with a look at each other, looked at Prime Minister Fan Cheng with a calm look, and closed their mouths wisely. Silently bowed and retreated. Some time ago, the book prevented Emperor Jingzhi from sealing the prince of Qiuhong as the king of Ning'an, criticizing the king of Ning'an for being talentless and virtuous, and the imperial history of Shangshu Kou Wenwen had been killed by a live rod outside the main hall, and at that time they were trembling in both legs when they heard Kou Wenwen's terrible howl in the hall.

At this time, no one wants to stir the tiger's whiskers anymore, and their obedient tails are the way to survive. After all, today's Jingzhi Emperor is no longer the Jingzhi Emperor of the past.

As soon as Taiwei Fan returned to the Taoist mansion, he locked himself in the study, and the servants guarding the ground outside knelt at the door in fear, for fear that a bad luck would lead to death.

This Jingguo is one person under 10,000 people above the ground Prime Minister Fan Cheng, which is neither good nor bad for the underground people in the mansion, but every year, after all, a few subordinates disappear inexplicably, and they are all when Prime Minister Fan is in a bad mood.

Bowing his head and trembling to himself, the maid heard a footstep, a pair of delicate patterns, trendy leather boots suddenly appeared in front of them, raised their heads to see the brocade jade robe, with exquisite jade pendants hanging around their waists, and the young and elegant scholars with exquisite facial features stood in front of them with a smile, as if they had met a savior, and they immediately breathed a sigh of relief, with a happy face, and respectfully called: "Five sons." ”

Known as the fifth prince, Fan Taiwei's son, Fan Siwen, whose name is as delicate and handsome as his appearance. In this mansion, only this kind and unscrupulous fifth prince is truly loved by the people.

"It's okay, you all stand down. Fan Siwen waved his hand and said gently. Listening to the ears of these maids, it is like the sound of heaven.

The maids glanced at each other, and they all saw the joy of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe in each other's eyes, and hurriedly kowtowed to Fan Siwen a few times in gratitude and retreated.

Fan Siwen pushed the door away, greeted the angry gaze of Captain Fan.

Mrs. Fan saw clearly that it was Fan Siwen who pushed the door in, and his eyes slowly softened, and he didn't reprimand, just sat silently in front of the sandalwood desk.

Fan Siwen glanced around the mess, picked up the inkstone that had fallen to the ground, gently placed it on the sandalwood desk, and said, "Father, are you angry about Feng Bokang's handling of the matter?"

Captain Fan glanced up at Fan Siwen in some surprise.

Fan Siwen smiled slightly and said, "I have some friendship with the second son of Fu Yindi, hmm...... It should be said that the friendship is not bad, because of the status, he also has a sense of flattery to me, a few days ago I heard that his father was worried about this matter, and today he went to the excerpt to report to the emperor, he told the child that the emperor's attitude was quite ambiguous and had not been dealt with. ”

Fan Siwen bent down again and picked up a few wolf quill pens, hung them on the pen holder one by one, and continued: "This matter has been dragging on for a few days, but there is still no result. I think it's the only thing that can make Daddy so angry. ”

Fan Taiwei has always valued Fan Siwen, compared to other sons, only Fan Siwen does not want to cultivate the Tao, but only wants to learn the art of literature and Confucianism, and learn the art of the emperor. He has nothing to hide, and there is no need to hide his emotions in front of him. So he nodded and asked casually, "Does my son have a good plan?"

Fan Siwen thought for a while and said, "Now Your Majesty not only has an ambiguous attitude towards this matter, but even wants to turn big things into small things and small things into small things. It's hard to get the results we want. However, if the forces of the gate valves that have been suppressed during this period of time are united, the situation will be serious. While forcing Fu Yin's side to catch the murderer as soon as possible, he put pressure on His Majesty. It doesn't have to be worse than the current result. ”

Mrs. Fan's eyes hesitated, pondering this possibility.

Fan Siwen moved a chair, sat on the opposite side, and continued to bewitch: "After all, Feng Bokang is an official in the capital, and he has military merits, even if His Majesty has long wanted to attack him, he still doesn't dare to do it? But it doesn't necessarily mean that he will dare to betray the murderer's favor! If there is another important minister in the court, will those adults in the court be in danger for everyone? How can they go to assist Your Majesty with peace of mind? Officials have always believed in one sentence, that is, to accompany the king like a tiger. If you really want to achieve the unity of monarchs and ministers, at least your majesty does not have that personality charm. ”

Taiwei Fan leaned his head on the Taishi chair, crossed his hands, and closed his eyes slightly.

Fan Siwen struck while the iron was hot and said: "Dad, since Qiu Hong, the waste prince, was named the queen of Ning'an, the situation in the central region has changed, and the situation in the three-legged land is more favorable to us. Your Majesty is now reducing the strength of the family gate valve too much, and it is already attacking us, if you are still indifferent, Jingguo will completely fall into the royal family, once the imperial power is concentrated, many people's lives will not be easy anymore, which is also the result that those big people don't want to see. The right, once you get it, it's easy to get addicted, not just because you want to continue this incense, Fumeng's descendants. Moreover, after that incident, we have almost become the target of public criticism, and there is no way back. ”

Fan Siwendi's words were like a fire fold thrown into a pile of dry wood. Mrs. Fan could no longer remain indifferent.

What Fan Siwen said was not wrong at all. Even if the power is monstrous now, no one dares to touch the edge, even if they know that Lu Changfeng's case is the main thing behind the scenes, they still dare not do anything. Even Cheng Liben was just standing outside the palace gate with an iron horse and golden armor, staring dryly. At that time, Jing Zhi also wanted to do, but it was just borrowed from him. Crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, the cunning rabbit and the dead lackeys cooking the land, will always be the nature of the emperor. Since Prince Qiuhong was established as the king of Ning'an, he had already vaguely felt that this Jingzhi was about to attack them.

Can you talk to the emperor about benevolence and righteousness?

Perhaps, but by no means the mean and unkind Emperor Jingzhi.

He has the right to guard the land in thirteen counties, and his protégé also has a power that cannot be underestimated in the government and the opposition, and even in the palace, there are a few hidden children. Today, he deliberately asked people to revisit the Feng Bokang case in a book, just to test Emperor Jingzhi's attitude. Emperor Jingzhi's way of dealing with it made him too disappointed.

Mrs. Fan opened his eyes and looked at the youngest son in front of him, his face full of relief. He knew that if he fell, he would fall because of the long road and the road, not only would Fan Siwen's career be broken, but even the lives of his whole family would go in, and from then on he would just be a traitor and thief in the history books.

For the sake of the future, who doesn't want to be famous in history?

However, Emperor Jingzhi will only let him stint for 10,000 years.

Fan Taiwei lightly clasped the sandalwood table with his fingers, suddenly withdrew his hand, and said to Fan Siwen: "My son, when you grow up, you don't need me to worry anymore." Whether it's vision or strategy, it's enough to reassure me. In the blink of an eye, he is nearly sixty years old, and his courage has become smaller, and this world belongs to you young people after all!"

Fan Siwen stood up, bowed and said, "Father is in the prime of life, but he is not old, and my son still wants to learn the way of being an official by your side for a few more years." ”

"Haha......" Mrs. Fan stood up, walked to Fan Siwen's side, patted his shoulder gently, and said proudly: "If you have a child, what more can you ask for!"

Fan Siwen smiled on his face, without the slightest hint of arrogance, and in his eyes, Captain Fan was even happier. Since the old man returned from school, he didn't talk to him very well, and even his daily life was less than asking, firstly, he was really busy with government affairs, and secondly, he said to his subordinates that after Fan Siwen returned to the capital, he went to visit the brothers who came out of Goose Lake Academy one by one, and also participated in poetry gatherings with some literati, and he was still very relieved about him. I didn't rush to call him to speak. Today, I dealt with another important matter, and I could just talk a few words, and asked: "It is said that you have been very busy these days and nights? Since you came back, my father has not spoken to you properly, so today is the right time to tell my father what you have been doing and what you have been doing in the past few days?"

Fan Siwen replied with a smile: "It's nothing, it's true that I visited a few senior brothers of Goose Lake Academy, which is also what the teacher meant." The teacher taught me that as the son of Taiwei, I can't have those shelves, and I should take the initiative to greet my brothers. ”

"Hmm. This is very good, it should be so!" Fan Taiwei nodded and praised: "As an official in the court, although you should not be afraid of making enemies, and forming gangs and factions is also taboo for the emperor, but you are not famous yet, so it's okay." In the future, when you become an official in the court, you must be careful so as not to be criticized. ”

This is the advantage of being a court official, and the advantage of being a Confucian protégé of Goose Lake Academy. Once the relationship network between the two can be harmonious and used properly, their Fan family will be able to continue to be rich and prosperous for a generation!

"Yes, son, remember. Fan Siwen said.

"I heard that in the Chunhua Pavilion, how many good poems were made?" asked Mrs. Fan.

Fan Siwen smiled shyly and replied: "Poetry is just a small path for his son, and his son never wanted to achieve anything in this. It's just a little play to cultivate sentiment. But ......"

Fan Siwen paused deliberately, causing Taiwei Fan to ask suspiciously, nodding in agreement, and said, "But what?"

Fan Siwen blinked, the corners of his mouth hooked, and a hint of evil smile appeared, and said: "But I met an interesting woman, that woman's name is Ugly Niang, and the most interesting thing is that woman's eldest brother, his name: Li Xiangru!"

When he read Li Xiangru's three words, he deliberately accentuated his tone.

Hearing this, Mrs. Fan's expression was a little gloomy, and he paced back and forth in the study. Although he did not have full evidence and certainty, according to some clues he had, he had a vague sense of unease about this person named Li Xiangru.

Fan Siwen noticed the subtle change in Fan Taiwei's mood, and said with a comforting smile: "Father, please rest assured. I'll take care of it. ”

Mrs. Fan stopped, looked at Fan Siwen deeply for a few moments, then nodded, walked to the desk and picked up the pen, dipped the residual ink and lowered his head to pick up the pen, and said: "You deal with it over there, if you need any help, go directly to Steward Wen, he will give you everything you need to remember, it's everything." I'm going to have to prepare early. ”

Fan Siwen smiled and bowed out of the study. Looking at the clear sky, he stretched his waist and whispered: "You, even if it is my first opponent after coming out of the mountain, I hope you don't disappoint me too much." Master Zhou personally passed on his disciples. ”