As those people on the upper floor of Baoyue once said, Kyoto has been peaceful for a year, and the biggest reason is naturally because Fan Xian was exiled to Jiangnan for a whole year.

And with Fan Xian's return to Beijing, the calm Kyoto can no longer maintain the peace on the surface, on the one hand, he happens to be blocked in the hedge point of various forces, and on the other hand, because his style of doing things is completely different from the so-called poetry and immortal appearance, and even much more ruthless than the style of most of the powerful people in this Qing country.

The sniping in the valley, the assassination in the night in Kyoto, the silent death of some people, and the humiliating imprisonment of some officials, made the Kyoto magnates once again deeply feel Fan Xian's strength and determination, and made them understand that Xiao Fan was raised in Jiangnan Chūn brightly for a year, and did not make his heart become too gentle.

Fan Xian returned to Beijing, and shocking things happened one after another.

The most recent incident was that the Northern Qi Imperial Court came over with a shy face, shamelessly expressed its love for Fan Xian, and criticized the Nanqing Imperial Court for not protecting the safety of Lord Xiao Fan very disgustingly!

All over Beijing are absurd and angry.

To put it another way, this is the internal affairs of Qingqing, when will it be your turn to squeak like the rotten Confucians of the Northern Qi Dynasty? But the people of the Northern Qi Dynasty just squeaked, and they squeaked very loudly.

Fan Xian was suddenly pushed to the cusp, although the smart people did not believe that he had any unsavory collusion with Northern Qi, because Northern Qi's methods were too naïve, but ...... The powerful people of Qingguo are still a little uncomfortable in their hearts, quite uncomfortable, and their vision for Fan Fu is a little complicated.

The turmoil over this matter has not subsided, but it is just the first day of the new year two years later, and the whole of Kyoto has become panicked because of another matter related to the Fan Mansion.

............ There was no light in the sky.

Fan Xian sat in the carriage, rubbing his eyes a little astringent, thinking in his heart, can the ancestor worship be so sneaky? Yesterday was Chinese New Year's Eve, the family played mahjong all night, after Fan Sizhi and Lin Wan'er divided the property of the whole family, the card game ended, but the family immediately got into the carriage and left the house.

All the way, the carriages from the Fan clan's special rooms converged in one place, although the rooms were calm, but such a long convoy, the formation did seem a bit big.

Fan Xian was a little faintly excited and nervous in his heart, he was worshipping his ancestors for the first time, so he didn't know that the ancestor worship should be on the fifth watch. Because when Fanfu worshiped his ancestors last year, he and Wan'er stayed in the garden, and vaguely remembered that it should be in the afternoon.

He glanced at Si Zhe who was sleeping beside him, and couldn't help but smile and shook his head, in his carriage, thinking that no yamen in Qingguo dared to search for Si Zhe, a prisoner.

Thinking that he could finally enter the ancestral hall today, his smile kept appearing on his face and could not fade. He also didn't know how his father negotiated with the emperor when he entered the palace, but in the end, it was obvious that the emperor Lao Tzu nodded helplessly, and the queen mother also remained silent.

Speaking of which, since your royal family can't give yourself a name, do you still want to let yourself not have a reliable surname for the rest of your life?

Fan Xian sneered, in fact, he could guess the outcome of his father's negotiation with the emperor - the emperor named himself the Duke of Tangbo, in his opinion, he had already given enough explanations, and in the current situation, the emperor really needed Fan Xian to clarify his identity, so as not to make the transaction of his sons fighting for family property more complicated - the power reduction of the Supervision Yuan is far from enough, if Fan Xian wants to keep walking on the road of the ministers, the first thing is to take himself out of the ranks of the princes first.

The convoy did not know how long it had been, but it waited at the gate for a while, and when the gate opened, it drove out under the watchful eyes of the soldiers.

Along the official road all the way to the west, I finally entered the grange where Fan Xian once came, the ancestral business of the Fan family.

More than 30 carriages were parked on the dam outside the ancestral hall of the clan, and the people in the grange had already come to respond, and every year, they had all been made into skilled jobs, and the bamboo sheds provided for the female dependents to sit on had already been erected, and the elder women in the Liu family, as well as the elder women in the other rooms, were all taken to the courtyard to rest.

Today's patriarch of the Fan clan, Fan Jian, the head of the household department, stood at the foot of the steps of the ancestral hall of the clan, wearing a three-sè mixed formal dress, calmly looking at the qi in front of him, but there was a feeling of warmth and happiness in his heart.

I raised a son for my majesty, and finally raised my own son, is this the most successful one in my life?

The heads of the Fan clan in each room have already gotten off the carriage, standing outside the ancestral hall in order of seniority, they peeked at the first patriarch with their eyes, each with a complicated feeling in their hearts, thinking that thirty years ago, the Fan clan was already one of the big clans in Beijing, and Fan Jian's house was only a weak door, if it wasn't for that old ancestor, hugging the current emperor and King Jing, how could Fan Jian become the patriarch today?

It's just that after Fan Jiancheng became the patriarch, he was extremely strict with the people in the clan, and his own officials became bigger and bigger, and no one in the clan dared to disobey, not to mention that now there is another person named Fan Xian in the Fan Mansion.

They each distributed the regular clothes needed to worship their ancestors, Ning Xiang lit it, the sacrifices were ready, and the monk in the ancestral hall respectfully spread out a row of felt carpets and slowly opened the door of the ancestral hall.

With a squeak, the door made by Kuroki opened, and a cold wind poured out from inside, as if the ancestors of the Fan clan were indifferently watching the descendants.

Hundreds of men of the Fan clan bowed their heads and lined up.

At this time, a carriage behind everyone opened the door, and Fan Xian, who was dressed in a cloth suit, walked calmly, followed his father's gesture under the stone steps, and slowly walked forward between the two teams of men.

The atmosphere in front of the ancestral hall was originally solemn, and the men of the Fan clan did not dare to say a word, for fear of alarming the ancestors of the ancestors, however, when they saw the man walking down from the carriage, they still couldn't help but widen their eyes in horror and surprise, opened their mouths wide, and let out countless exclamations.

And at the back of the line, those teenagers who were about to touch their teens, after seeing Fan Xian, they were even more frightened, this is the poor little overlord who was smashed by Fan Xian outside the Baoyue Building and was beaten by the Liu family in the Fan Mansion.

Fan Xian also came to worship his ancestors! These little overlords of the Fan clan were so frightened that their legs trembled.

............ Fan Xian walked forward steadily, gradually approaching the stone steps of the ancestral hall, and then saw that under the stone steps, his father seemed to be arguing with several old men in a low voice...... The uncle with the highest rank in the Fan clan had a worried face, and whispered to Fan Jian: "Yide...... This is not an appropriate move. ”

Fan Jian smiled and said, "Second uncle, what's wrong?"

The uncle's eyes were full of horror, and he lowered his voice and said, "This kid ...... This kid ...... "He suddenly stopped talking about it, do you want him to say in front of the patriarch, your son is not your own?" But he was still frightened, and the elders of the Fan clan in front of him and behind him were also frightened, they didn't expect that there would be such a big battle to worship the ancestors this year, it was all because the mansion quietly brought Fan Xian!

Everyone talked nonsense, although they didn't dare to say it in front of Fan Shangshu, but they all vaguely expressed their worries, but they didn't dare to make too loud noises, for fear of alarming the ancestors in the ancestral hall.

Everyone was not convinced, thinking that they were not the descendants of my Fan family, why should they come to worship their ancestors? And what they were even more afraid of was that this Fan Xian was the son of the dragon and the grandson of the dragon, and now that he returned to the Fan family, would the Queen Mother and His Majesty be unhappy?

However, Fan Xian did not give these elders a chance to hold a debate, and had already walked in front of his father, first saluted the elders very respectfully, and then stood by his father's side.

Fan Jian smiled, pointed to a certain position in the queue, and said, "Where is your location?" ”

Seeing that the patriarch didn't listen, no one dared to object, because these elders in the Fan clan were actually more afraid of the kind of smell that Fan Xian carried.

............ "Ancestors are meritorious, and ancestors are virtuous." ”

"All things are from heaven, and people are from ancestors. ”

The white smoke inside and outside the ancestral hall is filled, the utensils are displayed, the men bow in turn, and in the undulating chanting, the ancestor worship of the Fan clan is carried out smoothly, but people always can't help but secretly look at Fan Xian.

Fan Xian had already knelt in the ancestral hall, worshipped, kowtowed, and stood aside at this time, looking at the paper flowers in the sky and the snow on the mountains in the distance, he was a little dazed, he knew that his name could finally be recorded on the genealogy of the Fan family, and for a while there was a bright face in his heart.

Fan Sizhen kowtowed in the direction of the ancestral hall in the carriage, and it was inconvenient for him to get off.

Fan Xian stood beside the carriage and couldn't help but sigh, thinking that he was reborn in a lifetime, in the cave of the West Mountain of Northern Qi, in front of the dying Sean, he recognized his belonging to this world. Now, in front of Fan's ancestral hall, Rì has finally reaffirmed his belonging to this world, and his life has finally been imprinted with a lingering imprint, closely connected with this world, and can no longer be separated.

When the morning light arrives early, the white fog in the grange and the smoke in the ancestral hall are mixed together, and they can no longer be separated.

—————————————————————— when Fan Xian stood by the carriage outside the ancestral hall of the Fan clan and sighed, almost at the same moment, across half of the territory of Qingguo, in one of the largest manors in the world outside Suzhou City, Jiangnan, outside the ancestral hall that was taller and more majestic than the ancestral hall of the Fan clan, Xia Qifei knelt in front of the tablet of the ancestor and cried silently.

No, it should be said that the seventh young master of the Ming family, Ming Qingcheng, trembled in front of the tablets of his ancestors, letting tears wash his face.

Ming Qingda, the contemporary head of the Ming family, looked at Ming Qingcheng who was crying in the lower left with a very complicated look, his seventh brother who had run away from home since childhood.

Ming Lanshi stood below the fourth uncle, looking at this "seventh uncle" who had never had the opportunity to enter the ancestral hall to worship his ancestors, his face remained calm, but his heart was full of frustration.

The fourth uncle was released by Suzhou Mansion half a year ago, and since then, he has been tied to Xia Qifei and opposed the Ming family everywhere.

Now the situation of the Ming family is very difficult, the silver used for circulation is too little, so they have to reach out, although now the merchants have provided great help, but if the business on the east road and the sea does not improve much, and then continue to borrow silver, this ...... There will be too many problems, and within the family, there is now another force, and the sons of Aunt Nǎinǎi naturally stand by the side of the fourth master of the Ming Dynasty.

Thinking of this festival, Ming Lanshi hated the Lord Qincha who was far away in Kyoto, and the current situation was all created by that person, including Xia Qifei entering the ancestral hall to worship his ancestors, recognizing his ancestors and returning to his ancestors, which was also a part of the agreement reached that year.

Ming Lanshi didn't know why his father would agree to Fan Xian's request.

............ Xia Qifei wiped the tears from his face, knelt on the ground, and whispered in a voice that only he could hear, "Father, mother...... The old witch is dead, and the son has finally returned. ”

He was kicked out of the house by the Ming family since he was a child, and escaped death countless times, even if he later became the leader of Jiangnan Water Village, he only thought that he could take revenge with blood and fire, but he himself could only become a lonely ghost and never dared to hope for extravagance...... I can actually return to the Ming family openly!

Now he is not only the leader of Jiangnan Water Village, but also the unknown Supervision Institute in Jiangnan Road, he is already the big owner of Xia Mingji, responsible for the marketing of the goods in the inner warehouse on Beiqi Road, and at this time...... He also obtained the identity of the seventh young master of the Ming family, and in the future, he will always have his share of the huge family property of the Ming family.

Even...... It's possible that it's all his.

Of course, Xia Qifei knew in his heart that even if the Hou Ming family became his own, his own was Xiao Fan's. The qiē he has obtained now is a gift from Lord Xiao Fan's hands, Xia Qifei is a person who knows how to repay his kindness, and he is also a person who knows proportion and does not have much ambition.

As long as you can take revenge and return to the Ming family, that is fine.

Fourth Master Ming, who was no longer as ruthless as he was back then, stepped forward, helped him up, and comforted: "Seventh brother, as long as you come back, it's fine." ”

"Thank you, Fourth Brother. Xia Qifei stood up, was stunned at the head of the Ming family, then smiled and said, "Big brother, then I'll go out first." ”

Ming Qingda smiled slightly, took a few steps closer, leaned into his ear, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Seventh brother, Shi Rì is still long, so I won't leave you to eat today." ”

This is what Fan Xian should have inherited before he left Jiangnan, and now that he has done it, he naturally doesn't have much of a good face for Ming Laoqi.

Xia Qifei sneered, knowing the hidden meaning of Ming Qingda's words. Jiangnan, the Ming family, has now been divided into two pieces, and as for who will hold the head of the bull in the future, it still depends on the victory or loss of the struggle in Kyoto and the palace.

Ming Qingda has been forbearance for the past year, using all his means, delaying Fan Xian's iron-blooded methods, in order to buy time and wait for the counterattack in Kyoto, and he believes that he doesn't have to endure it for too long.

But Xia Qifei's idea was just the opposite of Ming Qing, he was also waiting, he was waiting for the day when Lord Xiao Fan would win completely, he never believed that Lord Xiao Fan would lose.

............ Walking out of the gate of the Ming ancestral hall, Xia Qifei glanced at the children of the different clans in the garden, with a hint of self-deprecating smile on his face, thinking that these children of the clan, few people really regard themselves as the seventh master.

Fourth Master Ming has been following him and said softly: "Although there are already three people on our side, he is the head of the family after all, and there are some things that cannot be hidden from him." ”

"We don't care about business. There were tears left in the corners of Xia Qifei's eyes, and he said calmly: "The guards in the garden can mix as many people as they can, I will send people to keep an eye on them, if he still wants to survive after the general situation is settled, don't blame us for being heavy-handed." ”

Fourth Master Ming was taken aback, frowned and said, "Don't come nonsense, the whole Jiangnan is staring at Ming Yuan, even Lord Xiao Fan doesn't dare to do such a thing." ”

Xia Qifei was stunned, didn't say anything more, and walked outside the Ming Garden.

Next to the carriage outside the park, Su Yumei, who had a broken arm, was waiting for him, she looked at the traces left on Xia Qifei's face, and knew that he must have been greatly emotionally grateful today, and said excitedly: "Congratulations to the master." ”

"Huh?" Xia Qifei smiled.

"Congratulations cousin. Su smiled gently: "Congratulations to Ming Qiye." ”

On the first day of the ——————————————————————————— Lunar New Year, in the palace of Kyoto, the second prince was drinking tea and playing Go with Ye Ling'er at the same time, when he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps outside the study, and couldn't help frowning slightly. Although his current power in Kyoto has been wiped out by Fan Xian, as he said in Baoyue Tower, he is not in a hurry at all, because these are just trivial issues, Fan Xian can't move his own imperial root, and it will always be Fan Xian's turn to be anxious.

The steward knocked on the door, and he didn't care that the princess was on the seat, so he hurriedly leaned into the ear of the second prince and told the shocking news he had just heard.

The second prince's face immediately changed, and the black sè matte chess piece held by the two fingers fell and landed in the teacup, making a muffled sound.

After the steward went out, Ye Ling'er asked with a smile, "What happened again?"

In the opinion of this young princess who is not yet twenty, the worse her husband is beaten by her master, the better, and it is best to beat him to be disheartened and never pay attention to the dragon chair again.

Fan Xian was fighting tigers in Kyoto, Ye Ling'er was secretly having fun in the palace, and at this time she was a little shocked when she looked at her husband's face, thinking that the master was doing something again, so she was not worried, but had an urge to watch a good show.

It took a long time for the second prince to alleviate the shock in his heart, and he looked at his wife and said in amazement: "Fan Xian ...... Today, rì went to worship the ancestors. ”